Chapter 1079 – #257_The Witch of Libra – DeepL
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1.
If I had to use a single word to describe the sensation of victory, it would be fever.
The boiling sensation in your head, the tepid relaxation of your muscles as they melt away from the heat of battle, the searing heat of your magic circle, the burning sense of accomplishment that comes with defeating a foe.
As the adrenaline slowly tapers off in your veins, the pain you’ve been feeling returns.
It’s a battle worth fighting without a break.
Xiu’s magic is so irregular that there is no clear hierarchy.
It was estimated that it was only a 22nd ranked jutsu.
Even with the Red Branch as an example.
However, he controlled the door, fought a life-and-death duel with Herya, climbed stairs, and finally overcame a wall.
Not only was I able to weave the three types of magnetic magic together at will, but I also used the Dimensional Magic Formula as an attack for the first time.
The results were overwhelming.
The 22nd ranked Herya, who had been fighting to the death, was defeated so lightly.
This is definitely something to be proud of for a 23rd ranker.
“…….”
-Bang!
Xie quietly collected Herya’s remains, fed them to the lotus, and threw them to the bottom of the sea.
The lotus, which was apparently three-quarters empty, greedily sucked up all of Herya’s life.
The once rosy lotus now glowed with a definite blood-red hue, mesmerizing all who saw it.
“That’s it.”
It’s done.
The quality fertilizer of the 22nd level had filled in all the gaps in the gluttonous lotus’s diet.
You have killed your most hated enemy.
You’ve gathered all the offerings the lotus needs.
Now, you can go home.
“Dorothy, wait a minute.”
Holding herself upright on knees that threatened to buckle, Xiu made her way to the shore where Leroux would be waiting.
2.
Conceptual Magic.
Only a few of the many, many witches have attained the rank of High Witch, and this magic holds a unique place in the absolute hierarchy of witches.
It’s so unwieldy and difficult to deal with that it’s worth about a rank or two above the standard hierarchy.
Lydia Magnus, formerly the Witch of Libra and now better known as the Witch of Gold, is ranked 23.
It wasn’t uncommon for fight-talking gossips to categorize her as a full 24th rank power.
But Leroux didn’t take the challenge lightly.
Being a 24th ranked “power” is like saying you’re not a 24th ranked power after all.
It means that he hasn’t transcended the limits of the hierarchy.
On the sea, where the symbol of ‘waves’ can be most clearly seen.
If fought with a geographical advantage, Leroux could be more powerful than the average 23rd rank.
-CuaguaCuaguaCuagua!!!
And Lerouet’s predictions were borne out in reality.
The ocean was overturned and overflowing with waves.
A wall of black tidal waves that shook the sea surface and rose to the heavens, rushing toward the enemy without warning.
Lydia wasn’t about to let that happen.
The “poisonous moths of worthlessness,” which corrode the value of everything they touch, swarm as ferociously as if they had struck a large hornet’s nest.
The wall of waves that crashed into this swarm of moths dissipated unrealistically, fluttering golden particles like flammable gold foil set ablaze in the center.
The blackness of the sea is transformed into a bathtub of pearlized bath salts.
Leroux already knows the power of these seemingly harmless poisonous insects.
Dorothy, who fought Lydia herself, has told her about Lydia’s magnetic magic and fighting style, which had been hidden from her until now.
“Hhhhhh!!!”
Leroux’s eyes glowed bright blue, and shadows formed on the black waves.
-Crrrrrrr!!!
-Kuaaaaaaah!!!
-Cuuuuuu!!!
A legendary creature that has terrorized sailors since time immemorial.
They summon the high priests of the Nukelavi Kingdom by opening all the fish tanks at once.
But don’t count on these creatures alone.
In the hands of another witch, these creatures would have the overwhelming physical and magical power of a giant homunculus, but in Lydia’s hands, “weight class” means nothing.
It’s just a huge, easy target.
“Dive deep!”
The minions that had been roaming freely among the waves and tides coalesced into a single point in a spiral.
Water bubbled in the center of the dizzying blue where the vortex had risen.
Twisting and turning, the waves stretched out like veins, touching the deepest reaches of the ocean.
-Cougougougougougou
Queen of the Deep.
“I, Zim, Queen of the Nukelabi Dynasty, command you.”
Her dignified title commands the respect of all things in the sea.
The great old monarch and conqueror of the deep.
Through the thunderous depths.
At the edge of the abyss, where even the stars wander.
In the dreamless sleep of eternity.
The Sea God opened his eyes.
—–!!!
A heavy roar echoed across the battlefield, one that seemed to shatter all human reason.
Its blue one-eye stared at Lydia, unflinching.
Layered waves curled around the one-eye, forming a giant fuselage.
“Kill.”
Whether it was Lerouet’s command or the sea god’s, the giant eye swiveled to face Lydia.
“Wow.”
Even the most stoic Lydia can’t help but feel a shiver run up her spine.
Lerouet had summoned a mythical creature from the obscure apocrypha.
She couldn’t even see what it looked like.
Sometimes it looks like a cephalopod with countless tentacles sprouting from the waves, sometimes it looks like a one-eyed giant.
Or a giant old man, or a bizarre contortion.
The moment you try to recognize a certain shape in your mind, your concept is shattered and your vision is distorted.
The eyes, black, dark, and blue as the depths of the ocean, are the only fixed aspect of “that thing,” and the mere act of looking at it seems to create noise in the mind.
If it were a human, reason would collapse at the mere sight of it.
The sea god twists its body, and dozens of strands of tidal waves crash into each other, letting out a violent burst of sound.
-Chew!
“Not bad, huh?”
This is the battle between the 23rd level and the 23rd level.
A battle between witches who had transcended the laws of the world, and those whose strength had reached the outer heavens.
The new Deep Sea Witch was much stronger than Lydia had expected.
Not only did she have the mindset of ruthlessly attacking her enemies, but she was also well equipped with cunning.
At first glance, it’s easy to be distracted by the huge waves in front of you, but that’s not all.
She’s scattering a wave-like force field around you at the same time as the wave.
If you were to react complacently, you’d end up floundering in the middle of that field, drowning.
“There’s a summoner of that level…. I really like that.”
Lydia scattered a fistful of gold coins in her hand, realizing what a witchy battle this was.
“Prove it.”
With a clatter, dozens of gold coins transformed into golden particles.
The movement of the particles pushed back the waves of wrathful sea gods, creating a giant golden flame.
Lydia’s second magnetic spell, the Flames of Destruction, which burned away the symbol system, corroding and destroying it.
It was just as Dorothy had told her.
Lydia never unleashed her full power at once.
She never gambles with numbers, gaining an advantage in a hand-to-hand fight one move at a time.
She doesn’t let them do what they want to do, and then she forces them to do something, and then she feeds them a counter.
A fighting style that is based on cold calculation, not defenselessness or complacency.
It’s similar to Xiu’s style of witchboarding.
Lerouet’s strategy against her was simple.
Lydia Magnus is definitely strong, but she’s technically a finesse fighter.
-Quang! Quang!
So he presses her like a typhoon.
No finesse, no tricks, just endless pressing, pressing, pressing, crushing her to death in a battle of strength.
This is the tactic Lerouet has adopted.
“Now is the time!”
Ku—!!!!
At Lerouet’s call, the sea god raised his spear.
The trident shattered, and a massive wave of water cascaded down the hood like a waterfall.
-Koo-koo-koo-koo!!!
All of Leroux’s power, amplified since summoning the sea god and already exceeding the power of a giant homunculus, was channeled into the tip.
Like the miracle of Moses, the waves split in unison and surround the prey, making it impossible for them to escape.
Lydia hurriedly summons a golden stake, but Leroux is faster.
Nukelavi’s organs are not just “tons of horsepower”.
Leroux’s secret weapon is his explosive power, which allows him to harness his modest reserves of horsepower to their limits faster than anyone else.
This is the spear that Leroux has been hiding from the rest of the world.
—Kugugugu!!!!
With a tumult that shook the heavens and earth, Lydia’s form plunged into the depths of the sea.
As if to confirm the kill, the waves alternately crashed and crushed Lydia’s shattered corpse.
“Haah…. Haah….”
Leroux gasped, wiping the sweat from her face, forgetting her queenly dignity.
This was the first time she had ever used her magic so violently.
“I suddenly have a craving for oysters.”
For some reason, I felt very hungry.
“Koo-koo-koo.”
The sea gods that the vassals had summoned together nodded their heads in agreement.
Then.
“Kuu?!”
A long string suddenly appeared and wrapped around the nondescript body of the sea god.
The golden cord was as soft as silk.
The String of Contradictions, which was capable of binding even the calamities that would lead to the destruction of the world, tightened its grip on Hae-Shin’s struggling body.
“I’ve thought about it.”
And then a voice that shouldn’t be heard.
“Frankly, your magic is too fuel-inefficient for me to use. But you’re too valuable to give away or sell, aren’t you?”
The voice of Lydia Magnus, pierced and shattered by the Trident.
“I guess that’s why it’s best to send it to the House of Angels after all.”
Reappearing, naked and white, Lydia smiled as she walked across the surface of the water, which had turned to black tar.
“Don’t worry. I’m very fond of children.”
I couldn’t quite make out the words, but they stuck like a distorted portrait in a molten gold coin.
It was a cruel laugh.
