“History would not be overturned by your worthless efforts!”
“We will see that…!”
Arum spat on the floor, with his spit mixed with a bit of blood thanks to the earlier damage he had taken from Lux.
The white vein of mana that had extended from Arum’s body had finally formed into a complete circle. A part of the same had formed a circle on his right palm as well.
Arum stretched his right palm as he reached out for the heavens in the same manner that Lux had.
It was then.
The circle began to glow in a majestic white light.
Surprisingly enough the mana used by Arum had the same magical properties as the magic stone that Lux had used while entering the building along with the others.
“Fixed conversion formula”
‘Oh, that must be certainly important’
One should be proud of the pain and sufferings their ancestors had gone through to accumulate knowledge and resources. It’s a precious privilege that not many have.
A magic spell is judged by its power.
Bloodline magic. It is an irreplaceable resource that brings the clan name, fame, and also money.
‘I don’t know anything about history but the power of the giant in front of me speaks for itself. The history that the giant has accumulated over the years is sure to be something prosperous.’
‘But, it does not determine the outcome of the match. I refuse to believe that. It might be something that might bring fame to the house but it’s not an unshakable existence.’
Arum glared at the towering giant as he said his vows. The giant was a wall that he ought to destroy. Even in the face of absolute power, Arum had refused to give up hope. He had refused to cower in fear. It was either nothing or everything.
‘There is no reason why magic without history cannot surpass bloodline magic!’
Arum glared at Lux.
“Did you see something like this for the first time?”
“Feast your eyes because you won’t see something like this anywhere else.”
It turned out the mana was driven by emotions.
Arum was excited to show his own version of magic. His own card. Mana rushed to the white veins making its brilliance rise a notch further.
A torrent of mana was ready to be released any moment. Lux could only watch in apt silence.
One must note that Lux and Arum were just exchanging pointers. In a real life battle, one would hardly give the others room to breathe.
The mana rose further and further as the rate of rising only accelerated further.
‘Everything for the giant in front!’
Lux held onto his chin as he pondered for a moment all the while taking not of Arum’s piercing glare.
Accumulation, transformation, and release. They were things that the wizard normally doesn’t have to chant.
It was then that Lux picked up the next words Arum spoke that caused his ears to titch.
The words caused Lux’s forehead to crease.
Lux’s eyes opened wide when he considers the impossible. It is its influence over the reality that determines the power of a magic spell. And what Lux had seen were just the three steps of magic channeling, there was no spell involved! Not to mention that Arum had completely skipped the “Mana conversation” process.
How can magic channeling exist without a spell? The very thought caused shivers to run down Lux’s spine.
“Then that is-!”
The white circle is drawn around Arum that had branched off as multiple veins originating from Arum was the true answer to Lux’s question. Arum was using a magical formation instead of a magical spell.
A magic formation has more influence on reality than a normal spell.
But that wasn’t what Lux was concerned about. In fact, summoning magic was also a kind of magic formation.
Usually, mana can only be released once it had been converted into one of the attributes. The magical power locks itself forever in that attributed state. You can convert mana into any of the attributes but you cannot convert the converted attribute into another attribute of a totally different nature. Neither can the attribute be converted into mana back again.
… But there was one form of magic that never involved converting mana into the attributes! It was something that existed between true magic and mana. A pseudo magical art of wizardry.
Non-attribute magic that was driven to the edge of history had raised its voice.
Indeed, the magic formation that Arum had created. Its essence was to convert the non-attribute magic back into mana.
Mana cannot manifest in reality. But if it is converted to non-attribute it can manifest and can be made to travel to the magic formation from Arum’s mana vessel. Once it reaches the circle the magic formation converts it back into mana again and stores it, ready to be released.
“Could it be…”
Lux only had a hunch. But he was seeing the impossible being possible.
The magic was once said to be trash and was labeled with inefficiency. With the mana being stored as mana itself instead of its physical manifestation, there were no limits to how much mana could be stored. Arum can go through the three magical foundations almost indefinitely to pump in as much mana as he wanted.
It was a folly that could only be done because the non-attribute, lied between true magic and mana. A simple alternative that kept storing mana instead of releasing it.
It was just a desk theory that wasn’t even practically possible! A theory that does not consider fuel depletion.
One must note that the process that was being talked about required mana to be converted into non-attribute twice!
Considering the inefficiency of the non-attribute the final output of the magic would be minuscule if one were to consider the average mage.
But there was a person who could make it a reality now!
‘Is it real? I had heard about his mana reserves but could it be so vast?’ Lux thought as he watched the impossible being possible in front of his eyes.
The whole of the mana stored in the formation began to transform all at once.
“[Light Beam Cannon]”
Arum finally cast his spell. The mana was already transformed and the spell did the perfect job to propel it.
“Yeah Yeah Yeah!”
Arum had become a deathly cannon with his magic barrel. The mana circle as the barrel and with him being the gunpowder himself!
With no defensive spell upon Lux’s side. Lux couldn’t help but have the lightning giant block the burst of mana with its body.
The lightning giant took the magic head-on. A magic attack that was only comprised of mana that was not converted into any of the attributes pierced the giant’s torso.
If such attributed magic would have been used by normal means Arum would have just been scoffed at.
But the spell didn’t end in a moment. It was a continuous attack where the barrage of mana continued. Even if the bombardment was received by the giant, by no means did it show any signs of stopping.
“That’s stupid…!” Lux stared at the sight with a terrified expression. His widened eyes refused to blink as they feared missing out on the important details.
The thunder giant took a step back as it was finally having a fluctuation in its energy.
Just the thought of having his giant take a step back was enough to send a shiver down his spine.
What was the thunder light giant? It was the crystallization of the years of inheritance of the Orrick House. Lux who faced such a situation couldn’t help but be stricken with shock.
‘Have you started to lose? How could [Thunderlight Giant] lose? With just mana alone and no attributes?”
‘That’s not possible. How much mana would be required to do something like that?’
The giant was a manifestation of magic! It was something that was created by bending reality and was a living existence in itself. Yet it was being pushed back my mere mana alone!
“Go… oh…! Ohooooo !!”
The giant screamed as it moved according to his master’s control.
Lux refused to believe that Arum had a chance against the current him. The thunder giant begins to release its own type of thunder magic towards Arum countering the spell.
The giant too was unwilling to have his master face any more humiliation than he already had.
“All hail Big Boobs!” Arum screamed at the top of his voice.
The output of his magic increased as it was affected by his fortified emotions. He stressed his body more and more to increase the output of his spell. His own physical conditon didn’t matter anymore. All he knew was that he had to avenge his master and that he had something to prove… he had to fight for a great cause.
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