“Even with all my clones, I can’t stand against this Will; it’s way out of my league, but that doesn’t mean I’ve given up,” Silva said and decided to pull off a move that would help him.
All his clones created one clone each, which was ten times stronger than the former clones. His mana would burn faster, but he could handle that at the very least.
Those new clones then transformed into the tail dragon form, while Silva and the other clones used the joker transformation.
This was a massive burn of mana, so he would have to win this fight quickly.
The dragons all flew into the air and charged at the Will, their stats well into the millions, their speed beyond comprehension.
They all opened their mouths and fired thick streams of black flames at the Will, but the Will was too fast; it dashed out of the way, managing to deflect the attack.
Then it countered by lifting its sword and causing a massive flame tornado to come from the sky in their midst and push them back.
Immediately, Silva charged at it with the other clones, and each of them drew the same card, the card of binding.
They cast their cards, and glowing chains shot out of the ground in their hundreds to bind the Will. They all chased the Will, but it flew very fast.
Still, the chains kept catching up until they were close enough to bind it by wrapping around it. They drew it down and slammed the Will into the ground.
Immediately, as it was down on the ground, all the dragons fired a thick stream of flames at the Will. The Will forcefully shattered the chains and used the sword above its head to block the flames.
It pushed back against all the flames with all it had, but this was not its full strength, so there was only so much it could do.
The flames continued in a constant stream until the Will did something none of them were expecting—it used abyss magic.
A black skull covered in abyssal flames appeared and started consuming the flames. It grew in size as it consumed the flames, which gave the Will time to retreat far from the skull.
Silva wondered why, but when he and all the clones looked at the skull, which had increased in size, they noticed that it was about to blow for sure.
They all moved away at their top speeds, and the jokers pulled out cards that formed a barrier over them. The skull exploded, and the explosion was so massive that the barrier cracked and shattered.
Immediately after the explosion, the Will was already charging at Silva, and Silva was getting low on mana, so he decided to make a gamble.
He ordered all the jokers and dragons to go into self-destruction very close to the Will, and they all did that.
The Will was not expecting this; it thought they would attack normally. But when they came close, they started exploding one by one.
The power of each explosion from overclocking their mana was immense, and by the time they finished, the Will had taken heavy damage.
It was flickering and struggling to stay in its form. Silva, on the other hand, was also out of mana and was tired as well.
He carried Minotaur’s rage, mustering all his strength, and charged at the Will. Even in this injured state, the Will was still powerful.
It charged at Silva as well and went for the attack. Boom! Their weapons collided, and Silva was pushed back several steps, but the Will stood strong.
It immediately charged in again for another attack. Silva blocked it this time by parrying the attack to the side, allowing him to take a step closer.
But to his dismay, the fighting abilities of this Will were something else. The Will threw its sword over Silva’s head from the deflected hand into the arm closer to Silva.
It immediately blocked Silva’s attack and pushed him back before kicking him in the chest, throwing Silva backward.
Silva got up from the floor and immediately charged at it again. The two of them crossed blades in an explosive combat.
But Silva was still the one getting pushed back with every clash. Yet, he wasn’t without progress; as they fought on, the Will was getting weaker due to the injuries it received and the strain Silva was putting on it.
Silva was also getting a good grasp of its fighting style, so he was formulating a plan that would take his last mana and ensure that he took down the Will.
The Will continued attacking while Silva constantly defended, watching closely until it was the right time.
Then he activated the spell, Chrono Lock, and this time he actually caught the Will. He coughed up a mouthful of blood immediately afterward from the amount of mana he had spent.
Using this spell had scraped almost all his mana, but he wasn’t done yet. He forced himself to stay awake and then cast another spell immediately by using his blade to draw out blood.
“Hell’s Gate,” Silva said, and the gate opened, immediately consuming the Will that was frozen in time.
The gate shut, but Silva knew it wasn’t over. He didn’t have a potion or anything to restore his mana and strength, and he was about to faint.
He hardly carried any in his inventory, so for the last attempt, he decided to use his dragon transformation one last time, as it only consumed energy, not mana.
As the gates of Hell were forcefully opened, Silva grabbed the Will with his claws and opened his mouth wide, consuming the very weak Will whole, before reverting to his human form and fainting.
When he opened his eyes, Silva saw that he was back inside the hall, and Ophelia was gone. The sword of the dragon lay on the ground there.
Silva stared at it for a bit and then bent down to pick it up. As soon as his fingers touched the blade…
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