105 Battle with spirits
--A simple altar prepared. A set of ritual tools used to attract spirits. A magic circle drawn to confine people inside.
“Then let’s make a call, shall we?”
Auria, who is fully prepared, declares. Minami Ward -- A plaza with a fountain.
The division of roles is determined depending on the type of spirit being summoned.
"thank you"
"Hmm... then."
When I answered, she nodded and began chanting as if singing.
"Wandering soul awakened from sleep. Answer my call..."
Something invisible to my eyes gathers together with the chant. I felt magical power flowing into me.
Small things come and go. That kind of feeling.
Not that, not this. Countless repeated selections.
And then it comes. It felt like a huge object was falling down. It felt like the slope was collapsing and the snow was falling. That's the feeling.
The scattered mist gathers and takes shape. If it materializes, even I can recognize it. White clothes and white hair that seem to stand out in the darkness of the night. A girl holding her head with a distressed expression on her face.
"now--!"
Auria touches the magic circle at her feet. Immediately, a barrier was activated and a circle of light surrounded the square.
The spirit made a gesture as if it was scratching the barrier. The sight of her writhing in pain...
"Why would you go beyond your own territory and wander? Please respond in kind."
Auria's calls continue. Furthermore, Marlene offers a prayer to the suffering spirits. Irmhild did not set an arrow on his bow, but drew his bowstring and made it sing.
The spirit looked back in disgust and opened its eyes for the first time. There are no whites or black eyes. There were only eye sockets stained blood red.
Auria's eyes widened at that appearance. That didn't stop her from calling out, but there was a growing sense of urgency in the tone of her voice.
--The appearance of a woman. And those red eyes. I have a feeling for a spirit that looks like that.
"--The opponent is a magic type. Densely defend."
If you give short instructions, everyone will follow the instructions. Auria, Marlene, and Irmhild each use their own techniques to pacify the spirits, while the rest of the girls go to their defense.
I applied a psycho field, a spell to counter mental attacks, on everyone, and also used a defense field to prevent the rear guard from directly attacking me--I then went to the front and fought.
"I'll be back"
I look over my shoulder at everyone, smile, and step forward with Ouroboros in hand.
It's a troublesome move in a different way than a demon. Even more so, if for some reason he was accumulating power and becoming more ferocious. In addition, I couldn't aim for a one-shot kill. ……Now.
“Iiiiaaaaaaaaa…”
A sound that could not be called a cry, a scream, or a groan leaked from the spirit's mouth. Expanding magical power. There were also changes in his body. Wings and a tail grow from its horns...and it hugs its own shoulders as if to reject it.
"shield!"
Give instructions to your allies for defense. The next moment--the spirit opened its mouth wide--I deployed my magic shield at its maximum scale.
Screaming――.
A shock wave like a tsunami passes by. That's a scream. A wave of magical power that tears the souls of those who hear it. It has the effect of putting anyone who hears it straight into a state of panic. However, it has physical destructive power.
A crack runs through the stone pavement inside the barrier. Or shattered - the stone fountain in the plaza was shattered into tiny pieces.
"Grrrr!"
Auria, who was maintaining the barrier, gritted her teeth at the impact of hitting the inner wall. The only thing that survived without being crushed by the shock wave was the one behind the shield.
However, no one was injured. I haven't suffered any mental damage, and the barrier is still maintained.
Scream. sound waves. By the time you hear it, it's too late to defend, but it seems like you'll need to accumulate a certain amount of magical power before using the big move. If that's the case, then he's a strong opponent.
Banshee. She is a female spirit who cries in sadness upon announcing the death of a family member, and is also said to be a type of fairy. She's a relative of both spirits and fairies.
They have similar characteristics to the Dullahan in the sense that they can be mistaken for undead, but... their current power is on an order of magnitude compared to the BFO mob.
"It's becoming entwined with people's thoughts, increasing its power considerably! Be careful!"
Is that the change in appearance? While listening to Auria's voice on my back, I activate my magic circulation, kick the stone pavement, and fly towards the banshee.
Accelerate using magic. At the same time, he charged the Ouroboros with his magic power.
As long as it's materialized, it won't slip through just because it's a spirit. Dense magical power that seems to repel. A heavy feeling that is felt in your arms. If this weight is the magical power and thoughts wrapped around the spirit, it is quite heavy.
They bounce back from each other with sparks.
“Giiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!
The banshee approaches, making a strange noise. She held a purple glowing magic power in her palm and released it.
While dodging the bullet's trajectory, I received it with a large magic shield. This is to find out the nature of the attack.
A shock that spreads throughout the shield. It is a mass of magical power that vibrates and resonates.
If you were to receive it alive, your bones would be crushed and your internal organs would be shaken, causing serious damage to your entire body. It has so many attack methods other than screaming.
However, there is no reason to hesitate to step in. The magic power contained in Banshee's palm slams against Ouroboros as if colliding with it. Each other's magical powers collide, attenuate, and cancel each other out. A numbing response.
There was a slight hint of miasma inside. The thoughts, thoughts, thoughts of the people that are attached to it.
It must be heavy and annoying.
"Come. I'll scrape off every last bit of that."
Holding up ouroboros――I dare to smile.
It seems that they saw the three people at the back as enemies, but with that provocation, they decided on me as their target.
He wields the magical power stored in his arms as if slamming down on him. Fighting, scraping, and parrying.
Like dancing in a Rondo song. They soar into the sky while draining each other's magical power.
Amidst the scenery passing by at high speed, a voice that could not be described as a scream or a yell echoed.
Before a scream could come out of his mouth, in one motion, he raised his chin with his cane and knocked it down.
But isn't there such a thing as pain in the first place? Or perhaps the extra things clinging to her are not even part of the spirit, as she doesn't seem to be afraid at all.
At the moment he was knocked down by Ouroboros, he had already recovered and screamed with his face facing me.
--Wall of sound. shock wave.
It was like an approaching tsunami, but it was blocked by a multi-layered barrier of magic shield and air screen. A blow that swallows up the entire shield. The attack range is large.
Do not use Mirage body. This is because it is always desirable to be in a position where the shock waves are not directed towards your teammates.
"Thundercloud!"
6th class lightning magic. Banshee's body writhes in agony as it is surrounded by an electrically charged dark cloud. Are magical lightning strikes very effective? But that was only for a moment. When she shakes her body away, a wave of magical power scatters the clouds.
Once again, they run into each other from either direction. The pale magic power contained in Ouroboros and the purple magic power residing in his arms trailed behind in the darkness of the night, creating a trail of light.
While the other side was unleashing a single blow, our attacks pierced the spirit many times.
The feeling of being scraped off. But Banshee is irresistible. I won't back down and I won't be afraid.
I was able to close the gap, so I distanced myself before I lost the distance. Pass by, jump over, parry. He turned again and struck with the dragon staff.
The banshee condenses the magic power in its arms and mowing down a wide area. She rushes in from the front. She is thin and completely destroyed by Ouroboros. Punch her in the side.
Even though they've become more ferocious...it's hard to see why they use their heads to attack. Is it because he has accumulated so much power that he has become a high-ranking being?
He lifted his chin and left. Banshee loses track of my exact location. Instead, he points in the direction I left--that area.
The magical power that the banshee scattered around me condensed around me, creating countless purple balls of light. this is--.
A scream leaks from your mouth. The moment the sound waves reached the sphere of light, it caused resonance and a chain explosion. Almost at the same time. I myself was also scattering blast waves in all directions, centering on my own body.
"Theo!"
Everyone's screams. But no problem. I jump out of the blast, unharmed. Charge towards the banshee. Banshee holds her hands in front of her as if to hold down her Ouroboros, but she kicks the shield and flies straight to the side, then changes its trajectory at an acute angle and punches the side of her head.
The explosion centered around me was caused by my own magic.
Fire magic 4th class Repel Burst. A magic that can be used for self-defense when a magician is approached at close range, as it scatters a blast around the caster.
Just like a reactive armor, it released a blast and canceled out the shock waves caused by the resonance bullets from all directions.
The Banshee's attack just now was reminiscent of wind magic's Resonance Mine.
As if I didn't think I couldn't defeat it, the banshee chased after me while making disgusting noises from its mouth.
As if to imitate me, he used the magical power wrapped around his body as a resonance bomb and launched a suicide attack.
However, a tuning fork does not vibrate much unless its source is huge. Unless it's a resonance wave that originates from a scream, it's enough to get by with just a shield. He angles it and parries it backwards.
An exchange of blows. Evasion and pursuit. Leaving a pale afterglow in the darkness of the night, we cut and scrape away as we pass each other. Shock waves and explosions.
However, I felt that the response was becoming lighter and lighter. Offense and defense. It's like burning fuel with each interaction. That kind of existence.
If that's the case, then it would be better if you unleashed a bigger attack.
"come!"
I sensed a pool of magical power and stopped. For a moment, the banshee's eyes widened at her, allowing her magic to expand. She deploys multiple shields in a conical shape. at the same time. The loudest scream I've ever heard swallows me up.
Long and long. A never-ending scream and a torrent of magical power. Ouroboros, clad in pale sparks, responds to my magical power by roaring. A heavy feeling that is felt in your arms.
“Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!”
Finding a break in the torrent. The entire body rotates with a burst of energy. The shield pierces through the wall of magical power.
"fire--"
The banshee, recognizing me as I passed through the tsunami of magical power, let out a scream that was different in nature from what it had heard before. Unfolding a huge magic circle.
It's not like I'm trying to kill him. Considering all the responses so far, is this magic appropriate?
"Burn it down"
8th class fire magic furnace flare. A sphere of extreme flame is born that covers the banshee. A seal formed above and below the large fireball to prevent the opponent from moving. It's a brutal magic that traps you in a swirling, spherical, scorching hell and burns up all of your assets.
Inside, the Banshee was writhing in agony as it wielded its magical power. Burning away her thoughts and the miasma that was tormenting her, she felt her power rapidly weakening and becoming smaller. and--.
"now!"
Polar flames scatter in all directions.
Originally, the magic would end with the flames condensing in the center and exploding, but if you do it that far, there's really nothing left. I canceled the technique midway through.
What was left inside the fireball was the shape of a small spirit, emitting a vague phosphorescence, reduced in size to the point that it looked more like a fairy than a banshee.
Banshee. Apparently her name means a female fairy... Is this proof that she is also a type of fairy? Or is the effect of the mutation from earlier still remaining? Or maybe I forced my image on him.
Transparent butterfly-like wings can be seen on its back. It has bright, sparkling wings like a morpho butterfly.
I looked at Auria, wondering if I was overdoing it, but she nodded. She seems to be okay.
Has it lost consciousness? The spirit was slowly lowering its altitude with its eyes closed, but when I caught it in my palm, it opened its eyes slightly.
And then, that spirit was looking at me with a strange look on its face.
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