Published: January 22, 2026
After that, the black dragon and I engaged in a fierce back-and-forth battle.
I dodged or endured all of the black dragon’s attacks, so I had almost no external injuries.
However, I had already refreshed my buffs ten times.
My headache had reached its peak, and my nose bled repeatedly.
I knew this was proof that my body was reaching its limit, but every time the blood flowed, I roughly wiped it away with my left hand and ignored it.
In contrast, the black dragon was gouged in places—its abdomen and back, among others.
Its right eye was crushed, and its scales were shattered all over its body, bleeding profusely.
Moreover, the number of misty orbs had dwindled from ten to two.
It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say both of us were battered and bruised.
Our altitude had also dropped significantly; we were now just a few meters above the ground.
Finally, the black dragon seemed unable to continue flying and landed on the ground.
Seeing that, I too landed on the ground.
"Haa... haa..., you finally fell."
Honestly, it was dangerous.
If it had lingered in the air any longer, my chances of winning would have dropped drastically.
By my sense, I had only a few uses of magic left.
I couldn’t refresh the buffs that activated nearly thirty magics simultaneously anymore.
If I tried, I would definitely collapse at that moment.
I removed my right hand from the sword’s hilt.
The sword naturally obeyed gravity and clattered to the ground with a high-pitched sound.
Without paying attention to that, I thrust my right hand forward.
The spot where I was standing was where I had first activated the reflective barrier to deflect the fireballs and then cast magic into the ground.
Responding to my movement, a massive magic circle about ten meters in radius appeared on the ground.
"...Demonic Sword Creation (Destruction)."
I muttered, and the ground at the center of the magic circle rose, revealing a jet-black mass.
When my right hand touched it, a pressure so intense it could be mistaken for a gust of wind radiated from the jet-black mass, shaking the surrounding space.
Then the jet-black mass changed shape into a huge, ominous black greatsword about my height.
Demonic Sword Creation (Destruction) was originally a support magic called Earthen Weapon, which hardened the surrounding ground to create an impromptu weapon.
By combining it with mana convergence, this magic was created: Demonic Sword Creation (Destruction).
The sword created by Demonic Sword Creation (Destruction) was in a state where mana was concentrated to its limit.
Its destructive power was far beyond top-tier magic, even without activating Instantaneous Ability Super-Boost (Impact).
Since it was a sword made by converging mana, it was called a “demonic sword.”
Dragging the demonic sword behind me, I slowly approached the black dragon.
Perhaps intimidated by the pressure the demonic sword emitted, the black dragon recklessly attacked me with its two remaining misty orbs.
"...Reflective Barrier."
I activated the reflective barrier on the ground and stomped on it with all my might.
It was a wall that had effortlessly reflected even the black dragon’s attacks.
Naturally, it wouldn’t break just because I stomped on it, and I was bounced straight up into the air.
"Reflective Barrier... Reflective Barrier!"
I activated the reflective barrier again, this time at an angle in midair.
Touching the wall while flipping my body, I was bounced back again—this time above the black dragon’s head.
Above the black dragon’s head, a reflective barrier was set parallel to the ground.
Touching it, I plunged downward vertically.
Having just attacked with all its mist orbs, the black dragon had no way to counter me diving down from above.
"Weight Increase!"
I made the already very heavy demonic sword even heavier.
Using the strength forced upon my body by buffs, I added a spin and swung the demonic sword down with all my might.
It was a replay of my initial strike—except for the sword I was holding.
Since it was a replay of the first attack, of course,