Jon wanted to finish this battle as swiftly as possible, bringing this Sixth-Honoured Lord to heel, and preventing it from rampaging any further. Sydney Airport, or the remnants of it at least, laid scattered around him, crushed beneath the soles of his feet as he thrust Tabitha Assail towards the beast.

  Close to a dozen additional indestructible vajra-spears thrust out towards the beast, running parallel alongside his Fragment Of Cedarspear Mutation. Their dull verdant glow visible for miles in any direction.

  Jon expending close to half of all his maximum spear natured spiritual energy in a single blow.

  ‘I’ll end this as swiftly as possible!’

  He could feel the two heads of the hydra-turtle stare at him; hatefully boring their eyes into his miniscule figure. He could feel the activation of another handful of abilities; Fragment Of Heart, Fragment Of Spirit, Fragment Of Protection and some other unknown fragment pathway.

  But Jon did not falter, tightening his grip over Tabitha Assail, and pushing forward through the pale-blue barrier than enveloped the Sixth-Honoured Lord. The ear-piercing sound of glass crackling echoed throughout the airport, as his original indestructible vajra-spear crashed into the hydra-turtle.

  An explosive burst of water natured spiritual energy rising up to fill the cracks in its shield. Momentarily diverting its attention away from Jon, instead focusing on the approaching other vajra-spears.

  The second, manifested from his [Decadent Spear Blessing] once again causing hundreds of fine cracks to appear across the length of said barrier, forcing the beast to once again increase its output of water natured spiritual energy.

  Fragment Of Resonance within its Ocean Mana Core producing a layering, Spell effect, duplicating the barrier that shielded its massive form. Enhanced further through its Fragment Of Heart, the pale-blue glow around the Primeval Ruler Of Violent Deluge surged, growing stronger and more vibrant.

  The third vajra-spear crashed into the resonating barriers, most of its piercing effect and destructive might dispersed under their combined defences. Crackling spear natured spiritual energy rippled across its surface, trying to strike the hydra-turtle but ended up crashing into the ground beside it.

  Then the fourth spear struck…

  And the fifth…

  And the sixth…

  The seventh…

  Mael, Igraine, and David turned their eyes upwards towards the dusk-coloured skies above them. Scattered clouds could be seen gathering above Sydney Airport, and the distant echoes of thunder could be heard with their enhanced senses, wisps of spear natured spiritual energy flowing upwards towards the firmament.

  The eighth and ninth indestructible vajra-spears crashing into the hydra-turtle, shattering the resonating barrier, causing the beast to reel back in pain, having its Spell-effect forcibly cancelled. Its concentration did not falter, continuing to maintain its preexisting barrier effect.

  “You should probably tell your officers to move backwards,” Mael muttered, glancing towards Sergeant Diggory standing behind him. The moustached man narrowed his eyes ever-so-slightly, before noticing the direction in which Mael and his two companions were staring.

  Tilting his head back, Diggory gazed towards the night sky, not noticing anything too out of the ordinary-.

  “Hmm?” Someone behind him muttered, “What is that?”

  Two more spear-constructs crashed into the Primeval Ruler Of Violent Deluge. One carving a long, if somewhat shallow wound across the length of its shell. Thick, viscous droplets of blue-coloured blood seeped out from the wound before its Fragment Of Lernaean-Blood Regeneration passively activated, producing more and more regenerative tumours.

  Each one of Jon’s indestructible vajra-spears crashed into the ground around the Sixth-Honoured Lord, pinning it in place and preventing it from moving without receiving instances of [Extinction Spear Curse], [Vajra-Spear Curse] or [Spear Paradox Curse].

  David and Igraine noticed that the human police officers behind them were not moving, despite hearing Mael’s warning. The two of them glancing towards one another, before raising their hands and activating their respective shield effects.

  [Leviathan Shield Art; Crashing Daemons, Swirling Waves].

  [Shielding Ward Art; Fractal-Space Protection].

  Mael joining in, manifesting a shield-construct formed from mind natured spiritual energy. His expression shifting from one of slight concern into one of frantic worry.

  [Two-Fold Mind Art; Mental Projection Barrier].

  “Cover your ears if you don’t want to-.”

  “Fall.”

  Sergeant Diggory as his fellow officers moved their attention back towards the one titled “Princeps.” Their uninitiated ears catching the figure utter but a single word, stretching his free arm up towards the skies and bringing down in one sudden motion.

  Thirteen irresistible vajra-spears solidified their existence above him, condensed from chaotic spear natured spiritual energy. Their lengths exceeded that of an ordinary ballistic missile, all thirteen bathing the airport beneath them in a dangerous and vibrant neon-green light.

  Sergeant Diggory blinked, mouth widening to a visible degree.

  “… What the actual fu-.”

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  His words were cut short, as the thirteen irresistible spear constructs launched themselves down towards their indestructible spear counterparts. Streaks of spear-light carved through the night sky, catching the eyes of tens of thousands of passerby’s. Cameras and mobile phones recording the spear-shaped comets descent as each one illuminated the Syndey skyline.

  Hundreds of thousands of eyes watching as a lone figure stood before the two-headed beast, his white-armoured figure dyed slightly green as he once again activated his Fragment Of Alnus-Viridis Protection.

  [Alnus-Viridis Wood Art; Majestic Towers Of Springtime Green].

  Producing dozens of redwood-sized tree-barriers that stretched along the one side of the creature. Using the remains of his previous thorned-mouths of vast green, the effectiveness of his new Spell effect was increased by close to twenty percent, further enhanced using his Mask Of Jade Lies.

  Jon could detect lifeforms still moving within the rubble of the airport terminal, shielding them from his Fragment Of Eradication. The manifestation of each tree shifting tens of tonnes worth of concrete and steel, freeing the individuals still trapped within the ruined facilities.

  The corners of his mouth curling upwards as-.

  His irresistible vajra-spears clashed with their counterparts. The world growing silent for half-a-second as millions of eyes watched his Fragment Of Eradication detonate, filling the world with an impossibly bright silver light.

  Silver-green flames erupting from the point of impact, rushing outwards in all direction, engulfing anything nearby in a chaotic tide of spear natured spiritual energy. Additional majestic towers sprouting from the earth in front of him, layered and coiled so as to be stronger than his usual barriers.

  Scattered sections of the airport, now possessing trees that stretched towards the sky. Vibrant green leaves tinged with a pale crimson, expanded their enormous canopies in all directions, each capable of resisting the force of uninitiated firearms.

  As the dust cleared and as the wind started to brush away some of the gathered ash, the enormous form of the hydra-turtle was revealed to the world. Several sharp gasps escaping the lips of those watching, seeing the sheer destruction that was caused through those gigantic spear-explosions.

  The Primeval Ruler Of Violent Deluge was now missing one of its rear legs.

  Sections of its hardened shell laid scattered about the stone and concrete, scorch marks clearly evident across most of its body. The tumorous-looking growth on the side of its neck was now nothing more than a puddle of thick, viscous blood. Pieces of flesh and bone crackling with thunder-shaped spear natured spiritual energy.

  It’s alligator turtle-head had being completely destroyed, nothing more than a lifeless stump. Half-burned and still regenerating, causing Jon to raise an eyebrow, somewhat impressed that it was still capable of standing.

  Its remaining head glaring at him, poisonous-yellow eyes bloodshot and ridden with debilitating effects. Jon could detect the activation of some transfer-based cleanse effect, potentially either a Fragment Of Avatar or a Fragment Of Incarnation.

  He eyed the Sixth-Honoured Lord carefully, noticing that half of its leg had already started to grow back. Hydra natured spiritual energy continuing to produce blood and biomass, beginning the regeneration process that speeds Jon though incomprehensible.

  ‘Regeneration-derivation fragment pathway huh?’

  ‘More powerful than even Shamael’s Fragment Of Regeneration…’

  It was impressive, although, the same could not be said about the rest of the Lord.

  ‘Still, it might be better to kill it front a distance. I don’t really want to leave anything to chance…’

  Jon just stepped forward, under the watchful gaze of millions of other lifeforms. His head, almost imperceptibly turning towards his three o’clock, noticing the presence of additional mutations in said direction before continuing forward, Hades-Draconian Shadow and Carcosa-Form Horrors swirling beneath his feet.

  The sound of his steps were unmistakable, even with embers crackling and explosions resounding out in the distance. The faint echoes of sirens and honking horns could be discerned far off towards the east and north.

  Something that Jon did not concern himself with.

  “Song!” Jon shouted, tilting his head back, voice someone obscured beneath the Heretical Chalk Protection. The enormous dragon that dutifully stood between the Sixth-Honoured Lord and the Earth Reincarnation Womb grinning before taking to the skies and launching himself towards the hydra-turtle.

  The cameras which roamed across his fifty-metre-long body following along, helicopters swiftly moving into place so as to livestream his movements to the rest of the world. His appearance was somewhat lithe, at least while in the air, wings far longer and far larger than what traditional western dragons might have possessed, giving the epoch-heart dragon an almost serpentine appearance.

  Breath hitching as they watched the Threaded-Heart Of Terminus Est charge through the ash and embers, rushing towards the Sixth-Honoured Lord. The effects of both Jon’s Mortal and Knight Ranked Titles enhancing his physical capabilities even more, filling his chest with a monstrous amount of strength.

  “Primeval Ruler Of Violent Deluge, huh?” The corners of Song Lian Yu’s mouth curled upwards, twisting into a malicious-looking grin. The mouths of Sergeant Diggory and his fellow officers all widening in shock, hearing the English language come out from this mythological-looking beast.

  “You are nothing to me.”

  Seir-Terminus Heart humming within his chest, birthing a chaotic stream of weave natured spiritual energy up from his heart-mutation, through his throat, gathering in the back of his mouth. Purplish-silver light accumulating in the back of his gaping maw, as Jon himself reached into his [Red Archives Of Mars Quirinus] pulling out what appeared to be-.

  A handful of rocks?

  His expression impassive as he stabbed Tabitha Assail into the ground, and allowing instances of his false spear art to be imbued within said rocks. Each one containing one percent of his maximum spear natured spiritual energy, where then thrown towards the hydra-turtle, eyes firmly locked onto the tumour-ridden shell that it carried on its-.

  [Bestial Intuition].

  Head snapping back at a speed that would have shattered a mortal’s neck. Fragment Of Instinct detecting movement from the gathered figures on the other side of the airport, alongside the manifestation of a handful of summoned companions.

  He could not hear any of them talk to one another, instead feeling a subtle eruption of word natured spiritual energy. Said eruption expanding into the shape of multiple threads, shooting forward toward each of the approaching figures.

  ‘They don’t look like…’ Jon let out a small tsk.

  Brows narrowing as he activated his Fragment Of Eyes.

  Minerva-Infiltration Eyes piercing through the Knight-Ranked defences of the one leading the charge, scoffing as his tendril of knowledge natured spiritual energy crept in without so much as a hint of resistance. Names. Ranks. Titles and even effect descriptions all flowing back into his Three Seas Of Knowledge.

  Leonard Schrift

  Age: 31

  Rank: Knight

  Tier: Third-Vein

  Title: [Dissonance Of The Vengeful Word]

  Stephanie Erin-Francis

  Age: 26

  Rank: Knight

  Tier: First-Vein

  Title: [Vanishing Solar-Wind Ranger]

  George Wu-Longham

  Age: 20

  Rank: Knight

  Tier: First-Vein

  Title: [Herald Of Carnivorous Plants]

  Jordan Lucas

  Age: 20

  Rank: Knight

  Tier: Second-Vein

  Title: [Midnight-Lunar Strider]

  Voices muttering to one another, connected through threads of word natured spiritual energy.

  “Ranger and Strider, stall the unknown, while the rest of us will move in with the elimination of the target. Abilities are offensively focused, with an emphasis on concepts possessing extremely damaging effects. Possesses wood natured spiritual energy and spear natured spiritual energy.”

  “Estimated Tier is thought to be Second-Vein, potentially Third-Vein.”

  “Don’t let your guards d-.”

  [Shapeless Kingdom Of Horrors And Yellow].