Chương 421: Chapter : 421

A massive, glowing circular portal opened in the dark storm clouds. The portal shined with a brilliant, blinding blue light. It looked like a giant doorway to another dimension. The edges of the circle sparked with raw magical power. The blue light cast a beautiful glow over the dark ocean. A colossal, terrifying roar echoed from deep inside the portal. The sound was much louder than the sea serpent. It shook the wooden planks of the docks. It vibrated in the chests of the terrified onlookers.

An ethereal blue dragon emerged from the glowing circular portal. The dragon was absolutely massive. It was twice the size of the Titanoboa. It was made entirely of pure, translucent blue magic. It had huge, sweeping wings. It had sharp, glowing blue teeth. Long, elegant horns rested on its head. It looked like a majestic, legendary deity of the sky. The blue dragon flew out of the portal. It circled Lancelot protectively. It let out another deafening roar. The sound parted the storm clouds.

The girls on the docks stared in total, absolute disbelief. Zinia dropped to her knees. She stared at the sky.

"He summoned a dragon. An actual, magical dragon. I have never seen magic like this in my entire life." Risa hugged her teddy bear. Her green eyes were wide with pure wonder.

"It is so pretty. It looks like a giant, glowing star." Lancelot raised his right hand again. A sleek, pitch-black sword materialized in his firm grip. The blade hummed with dark, intense energy. It looked incredibly sharp. He pointed the sleek sword directly at the paralyzed, helpless beast below him. The ethereal blue dragon flew down from the sky. It wrapped its massive, glowing body tightly around the sleek black sword. The blue magic merged perfectly with the dark blade.

The sword glowed with an immense, terrifying light. Lancelot focused his mind. He wanted to create the ultimate visual display. He manifested an unprecedented, impossibly complex magical spell. A bright blue magical circle appeared in the air right in front of the tip of his sword. The circle was covered in ancient, glowing runes. It rotated slowly. Then, a second magical circle appeared right in front of the first one. Then a third circle materialized. A fourth. A fifth. Lancelot continued to manifest the circles.

He stacked them perfectly in the sky. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten. A 10-layer magical circle formed a long, glowing tunnel of absolute power. The tunnel aimed directly at the center of the trapped Titanoboa. The magical energy inside the circles whined with a high-pitched, mechanical sound. The pressure in the air was suffocating. The entire coastline waited for the strike. Lancelot looked down the glowing tunnel. He looked at the giant snake. He prepared to unleash his attack.

He wanted to say the perfect, most dramatic line. He had seen this exact move in one of his favorite comic books. The story has been illicitly taken; should you find it on Amazon, report the infringement. Lancelot raised his voice. He made sure the entire town heard his final words.

"True Art is Explosion," Lancelot announced. His voice was highly dramatic and incredibly theatrical. Lancelot thrust his sleek sword forward. The ethereal blue dragon shot out from the blade. It flew directly through the glowing tunnel. The dragon passed through the first magical circle. It absorbed the power from the runes. It grew brighter. It passed through the second circle. It grew larger. It passed through the third, the fourth, and the fifth.

With every single ring it passed through, the blue dragon multiplied its speed and its destructive force. By the time it passed through the tenth and final magical circle, the dragon was a blinding, unstoppable comet of pure blue energy. The colossal blue dragon slammed directly into the paralyzed Titanoboa. An apocalyptic, blinding detonation followed. The explosion was absolutely magnificent. A massive dome of pure, radiant blue energy expanded over the ocean.

The bright light was so intense that it turned the dark night into bright day. The girls on the docks had to cover their eyes to protect their vision. The terrified onlookers on the beach shielded their faces. The sound of the blast was deafening. It rattled the windows of the hotels. It shook the sand on the beach. The sheer kinetic force pushed the ocean water away in a massive circle. The blast instantly, completely incinerated the Titanoboa. The thick, dark green scales melted away in a microsecond.

The giant fangs turned to dust. The massive, thrashing body vaporized entirely. There was no blood left behind. There were no pieces of bone. The sea monster was completely and utterly wiped from existence in a single, breathtaking strike. The blinding blue light slowly faded away. The massive dome of energy dissipated into the sky. The thick gray smoke cleared from the air. Lancelot lowered his sleek sword. The blade dissolved into dark mist and vanished from his hand.

The ten glowing magical circles faded into nothingness. The massive portal in the sky closed with a soft popping sound. Lancelot looked down at the ocean. The threat was completely eliminated. He waved his hand gently. He cast one final, calming spell. The raging, violent ocean water calmed down instantly. The massive, crashing waves smoothed out into gentle, peaceful ripples. The dark storm clouds above parted completely. The bright, warm sun shined down on the coastal town once again.

The chaotic weather vanished entirely. The ocean looked like a calm, quiet lake. Lancelot did not wait for applause. He did not want to talk to the Princess. He simply let his dark cloak swirl around his body. In a flash of dark purple light, the masked entity completely vanished from the sky. He teleported away. Down on the broken docks, the 13th Unit slowly lowered their hands from their eyes. They blinked away the bright spots in their vision. They looked out at the ocean.

The giant sea serpent was entirely gone. The water was perfectly calm. The sky was clear. The apocalyptic danger had simply disappeared. Princess Iris stared at the empty sky. She felt a profound sense of awe. She lowered her silver rapier. She could not believe what she had just witnessed. Naomi breathed heavily. Her green eyes were completely wide.

"Did you see that explosion? He vaporized it. He completely vaporized a mythical monster with one single strike." Sayma pushed her cracked glasses up. Her hands were shaking slightly.

"A ten-layer magical circle. That level of complex casting is mathematically impossible for a normal human. He truly is a god." Laxmi grinned a massive, excited grin.

"True Art is Explosion! That was the coolest thing I have ever heard! I want to learn how to do that!" Ira stood perfectly still. Her pale face showed a tiny hint of pure amazement.

"Statistically speaking, the power output of that strike exceeded all known magical limits. We just witnessed a true legend." The elite girls stood on the wet wooden planks. They whispered in shocked disbelief. They talked about the legendary, mythical entity known as the Empire's strongest weapon. They felt incredibly lucky to have witnessed his power. They knew the coastal town was finally safe. They knew they had survived. They just stood together and stared at the peaceful, quiet sea.