Overpowered Wizard

Chapter 158: B2: C58: Controlled Darkness 1

A few notifications appeared for the inhabitants of Corma and for many other concerned parties. Zarian cared little for the notifications while filled with nearly blinding anger. But many who thought themselves affluent and powerful cared deeply.

Once again, they found themselves at the mercy of the Darkruns.

There was one powerful being in this Lesser World who could step in and make a difference, and that being was Ruvaria.

She gave the global notifications a curious glance. Then she ignored them in favor of terrorizing the human children left in her care.

She was now in the middle of establishing some psychological games by using her aura to nudge them around at night and disturb them when they tried to rest, keeping them tense. She smirked as the children raged and nearly fought among themselves because of fear and confusion.

As for the Ancient World Event, she supposed it was a good thing she left that one last orc alive. Facing this event could serve as a decent measuring tool for her dear student.

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High Rune Mindframe, Para’s intelligent reassurances, and Naomi’s Tranquil Mind +2 saved Zarian from going past the tipping point and being blinded by rage. Or he would’ve unraveled too much and given Sinfeast what he wanted, a Madness Wizard who lost all sense of strategy.

Then the Evil God would’ve toyed with him. Or worse.

Instead, Zarian delved deeper into his free evil +4 for all the cunning he could muster. Then he bolted down the bridge and went straight at the deplorable god, as if he was tossing all strategy aside.

Zarian cocked his fist back and enshrouded it in heavy aura and darkness. He pumped his physical power up with multiple abilities. He moved in close to Sinfeast’s revolting menagerie of an avatar body.

Then, at the last split second, Zarian bailed out of the running punch and dodged Sinfeast’s many limbs before they snatched him. He flipped up into the air and expanded his Aura Mastery as far as it could go.

Sparks of concentrated starlight darted amid curving dark streams as Zarian’s aura moved to his behest. His deep black eyes shone with flickering shards of tiny aura lights.

He kept flipping and twisting up through the air like an acrobat who could disregard gravity. Para flapped gracefully from behind him as Zarian cast two spells, Void Authority and Void Waltz.

Sinfeast blasted out a timely pulse of warp energy from his grotesque body. The warp pulse enveloped Zarian, deteriorating his link to the void, closing out any chances of him slipping away if he wanted to escape. ŗ

With a collective and nasty smile on his many bestial faces, Sinfeast flapped his great wings and launched up after the Madness Wizard. He swung around multiple limbs that ended with claws, talons, and snake fangs.

Worst yet, each monster limb lit up with an eerie and disgusting force. The force was milky white and had a sticky touch when it brushed over Zarian’s expanded aura.

The god reached desperately for Zarian like he was the greatest treasure anyone could have. If Sinfeast could catch the wizard, then he would probably make Zarian merge with his chimera body. Or make him a part of his sinful divinity.

“Don’t be a tease, baby! Stop running!” Sinfeast screamed, sounding like a coked-up maniac.

“Who’s running?” Zarian asked before hitting Sinfeast with an entire castle.

This was all while Sinfeast kept up that milky white and sticky force around his body. The deplorable god wanted nothing more than to cling onto Zarian’s flesh and have them merge.

There was even an additional hint of something far more disgusting inside of that white and sticky force. It was as if Sinfeast’s entire avatar body gave off an additional aphrodisiac element.

The aphrodisiac wanted to allure Zarian and keep him compliant. Then Sinfeast would delight himself in their unholy union.

In summary, the Evil God was throwing everything and the kitchen sink at Zarian to get to him.

Sinfeast used more tactics and abilities in concert than Zarian had ever seen from an enemy before. The coordination of these many abilities and other little nuanced moves and techniques was masterful, in fact.

If Zarian wasn’t so angry and focused, he would’ve been shocked, maybe even impressed.

Instead, he committed to the best winning strategy – he let Para takeover most of his body and a large portion of Aura Mastery. That allowed Zarian to focus on another tactic.

Para did her best to protect her host against the malefic onslaught.

Surrounded by the bloody sick energy, Para pushed her version of Aura Mastery, which she also dubbed hunger aura. She ate up the most dangerous parts of the surrounding energy and its foul crimson fog, keeping Zarian mostly intact, but not perfectly untouched.

Some strands of the putrid red fog touched him, sapping some of his life energy and sickening his vitality in equal measure. Still, Para did her best against that problem.

With her controlled takeover of Zarian’s body, Para became far more creative than ever before. She extended spiny bones from his fingers. She created flaps of leathery skin that stretched out from between his sides and the tips of his lengthened finger bones.

Para even combined the layers of the battle kilt into a single tail with a fin for better control and balance. Then, with some powerful flaps like a human-turned wyvern, Zarian’s body propelled faster through the air using aerial locomotion and Aura Mastery.

Para piloted him like an aircraft fighter. She guided his body into quick, tight, and fluid spirals and corkscrews.

She dodged multiple artillery shots, even when the artillery shots exploded midair. Para dampened the blasts using her hungry Aura Mastery and Dark Affinity for shielding.

Still, the flight around was a rocky one, especially with Sinfeast warping close and snatching at Zarian’s body at every chance the god could get.

Between the air-bursting artillery shots, Sinfeast’s warp grab tactics, and the roaring and gnashing monster tornado trying to suck Zarian close, Para’s defensive maneuvers were exemplary. She piloted Zarian’s body like a thread going through the eyes of many moving needles, using the tiniest windows of opportunity she could find to stay out of reach.

But this couldn’t last.

Sinfeast was closing the noose tighter and tighter.

A few mistakes from Para quickened the inevitable conclusion. Some of the artillery blasts knocked Zarian’s body off course from where Para intended. Strands from the bloody sick energy slowed him down significantly.

Then a vicious wind torrent blew out from a warp crack before the Star System sealed it. The warped wind shoved Zarian’s body even further off course while the monster tornado’s suction yanked from the other side.

Para overcorrected and drove Zarian straight toward where Sinfeast reappeared from another warp break.

The Evil God spread all of his avatar’s limbs for a big hug. The milky white force turned the middle of the avatar’s body soft like clay, ready to accept and transmute Zarian.

“I have you now!” Sinfeast shrilled.

“You have what now?” Zarian asked, while ending up behind Sinfeast.

There was a wrinkle in the air in front of the deplorable god where Zarian had used Void Waltz. Using that spell hadn’t been possible because of the god’s heavy warp interference ... until now.