Chapter 817: 817 Drawing

The sudden appearance of the Abyss Artist was a surprise to absolutely everyone, to Wain, to Virion, and to the audience whose eyes went wide.

"What is that creepy aura...?" Krakos muttered as a wave of shivers ran through his body.

"I agree... If he had such a trump card all along, why didn't he use it...?" Alia uttered as she took a few steps back.

"Hey... Gael, didn't Wain start looking like HIM after using that skill?" Alucard said while in confusion as he turned around.

"Hmm... It's probably just a coincidence or it should be considering that Wain is heir to the Nameless King, but I see what you mean and that's impossible. They all died during the great war, a great loss to the world as their achievements so far have not been surpassed." Gael said in a serious voice as a fire lit up in his eyes as if he were recalling fragments from the past.

Alucard nodded, "Well, let's see what he'll do with a piece of the power of the one who for hundreds of years limited Lands of the Gods from the rest of the world."

Wain stared at the dark brush in his hand while a tremendous amount of energy filled his entire body.

'Damn... Now I understand why you decided to act only now. With such dense energy I could easily deal with his artifacts...' Wain inwardly muttered while in disbelief as the last time was a bit different.

He was still not fully accustomed to the power of the seventh form, but for some reason, there was several times more energy now than before. Wain felt as if with a simple brushstroke he could destroy an entire world or, conversely, create it.

'You shouldn't be so surprised.' The Abyss Artist said in a calm voice as a slight smile appeared on his face, 'Last time I had not yet fully recovered from creating the seal that broke the barrier between the two worlds, so only now am I ready to show what I can do.'

Wain smirked and stared at Virion asking, "Well, in that case, what would you suggest doing first?"

'That's obvious. First, we need to get rid of his current four artifacts, then he'll have very little left before he uses his last trump card. I have some ideas, so just try to create them right, I'll help you.' Abyss Artist said as a torrent of darkness burst from the brush.

Whoooooooooooosh.

At the same moment, a smirk appeared on Wain's face as Abyss Artist told him of his idea.

"Hahaha, that's a damn good idea! I might make a few mistakes in the process, but I should be able to do it!" Wain exclaimed with an excited look before swinging his brush.

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

The space above the glowing tree trembled as two streams of darkness erupted from the brush. They quickly began to transform into something, taking on an unusual form.

"What the hell is it...?" Virion muttered with his eyes wide open.

Above the glowing tree hovered two massive dark spikes, with a circular halo around them. They moved around slowly, like satellites circling their planet.

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"I see..." Virion uttered with a slight nod as his gaze grew serious, "You think you can bring down this dome with a powerful attack? Well, I admit that I didn't expect you to have another trump card, but it's obviously not enough. This dome can only be destroyed from within."

"Hah, as if I'm interested in your opinion. You know, I prefer not to take the word of an opponent, especially one who has already deceived me several times." Wain said with a devious smile on his face before swinging his brush.

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

The halos of the spikes trembled as several purple runes shone brightly on them. Then, a dark flame erupted, like a rocket at the start of a launch.

Virion's goosebumps went up as he realized what was about to happen, so he hurriedly created a barrier of dense white flame over himself.

Whoooooooooooooooosh.

Two spikes with tremendous speed collapsed on the barrier. Their speed was prohibitive, but their power was even greater. Artifact sensed that the dark spikes were threatening them and aimed dozens of crimson swords at them.

​ If Wain had faced such an attack, he would have had to expend a lot of energy to dodge them all or defend himself, but in this case, there was no need for that.

Crackle. Crackle. Crackle.

Spikes just shattered the sword into tiny shards like they were glass. Hundreds of small particles flew away, turning into energy and scattering in the wind.

"Here we go." Wain muttered with an excited smile on his face as spikes reached the dome.

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

Space trembled as the spikes touched the domes, and many red sparks appeared. They flew off to the sides as if two very sharp swords had come into contact, however, the barrier did not break despite the fact that it trembled violently.

'Well, well, looks like he didn't fool you this time. This barrier is actually much stronger on the outside than on the inside.' Abyss Artist said with a slight smile on his face.

'Hmm? Does that mean we can't break it?' Wain asked in a worried manner with a frowned look.

'Hah, of course not, we just have to use a little more force. If you increase the pressure, any, even the strongest defenses will break. Believe me, I know that better than anyone else.' Abyss Artist said as thick darkness appeared among Wain's eyes.

Whooooooooooosh.

At the same time, the spikes began to spin like drills as small cracks began to appear in the dome. At first, there were only a few, but very quickly there were so many that they covered the entire dome.

'Fine, this is it. We've just started, but we've already gotten rid of one artifact!' Wain inwardly exclaimed as he waved his hands.

Crackle. Crackle. Crackle.

Spikes broke through the dome completely destroying them and collapsing into the ground like asteroids falling from space.

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