Chapter 1960 Blight Flames (Part 2)
As Lith used body and mind casting to weave his spells, he also took a deep breath. His black and silver eyes lit up, splitting the light from the darkness element in the world energy and sending them in different directions.
The black light moved from the Tiamat's mouth down his throat and into his lungs, erupting from between the scales as it coursed through his body. The silver light, instead, moved to his heart and from there focused into the feathered wings on his hips.
When Lith opened his mouth, a burst of Void Flames came out of it while a silvery stream of Blight Flames erupted from his wings.
The Origin Flames infected respectively by Chaos and Decay moved as fast as a bullet, striking two different Awakened units whose members were fighting back-to-back against the army of shadows.
The Void Flames exploded on hit, generating a shockwave that sent the Awakened flying. The black fire burned at everything from the outside, eroding their flesh, auras, and equipment.
The Blight Flames, instead, pierced through the blackness of the Void, allowing its flabbergasted victims to see what was happening around them. They believed that one of their allies was helping them to quickly dispose of the Demons.
Or so they thought until they noticed that the blinding light was eating at them from the inside while strengthening the shadows by the second. Decay was but nourishment for the Demons and death to anything else.
The silvery fire burned and healed them at the same time, consuming the flesh, metal, and enchantments just to force them to recover a split second after. They dealt no damage, but they inflicted a huge burden not only on the life force of their victims but on their cores as well.
Healing and repairing drained the energy respectively of the mana and the power cores.
Lith had always been able to use the Void Flames so learning how to conjure the Blight had been second nature to him the moment he had gained his second feathered wing.
Using two Cursed Flames at the same time required the help of his eyes, but it also lessened the burden on his life force. He didn't need to inject part of his Abomination side in the Origin Flames anymore because he had now a way to conjure the Chaos from the world energy and safely channel the Decay that the process created.
He took another deep breath, ready to unleash a second volley of twin Cursed flames when something hit him square in the chest. The impact was strong enough to lift the Tiamat off the ground and imbued with so much mana that it pierced through his chest despite the Voidwalker armor.
'What the fuck?' Lith thought as blood gurgled from his mouth and the Call of the Void faded.
Much to his surprise, both units he had attacked seemed tired but unscathed. It would take them just a few breaths of Invigoration to return to their peak condition.
'It's worse than I thought.' Zoreth told him via the mind link they had established in advance. 'There aren't many of them, but they can all use both Silverwing Annihilation and Bastion! That's why they formed seven-man units.'
Lith had no idea what she was talking about but thanks to the Monocle of Menadion that he shared with Solus, he could both replay the moment he had been taken down and analyze the unknown spells.
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