Overpowered Wizard-Chapter B4 Ch4: Hunter Gorer Boss

“Can do.” Zarian raised his void greatsword and gathered his excess darkness into the blade. The void greatsword made a whining sound, as if it could barely handle his power.

Frowning, Zarian focused.

He used Ruvaria’s teachings to apply sorcery to the problem. It was a lot to handle, to the point where even Zarian’s mind nearly broke. Again. But he pushed through and forced the paradoxical sword to accept more from him.

His free evil went up from +14 to +16.

The load on Zarian’s mind eased up a lot. Then he slashed forward and hacked the tough doors in two with dark-enhanced void slash.

A pulse of gravity yanked the door pieces back. Para extended her void and phantom magic to pull the pieces close and pack them away into her pocket dimension. There wasn’t a reason they couldn’t repurpose the mythical material or pass it down to their people at the Ride-or-Die Empire.

The boss music started up with heavy drums that had a deadly jungle theme. But instead of waiting for Zarian, Para, and their swarm to enter the arena, the boss rushed out to meet them head on.

It was a big thing that ran on twenty legs and had a face filled with tusks. The tusks were coated in aura abilities that shone brightly with power, toughness, and the promise to gore everything in the boss boar’s path.

“Just like that, huh?!” Zarian tried to slip into the void and found his way barred by the power of the Super Dungeon Boss. With the fight engaged, the overly huge and mighty creature demanded an audience on its terms.

Para darted into the path of the boss before it reached Zarian.

With her tail whipping behind her, she slashed both scythes forward and met the blade first on the lowest points of the many tusks covering the boss’s face. Sparks flew from the contact, and the aura abilities the boss was using impeded Para’s insidious life-reaping weapons.

Para ended up sliding backward across the ground, slowing down the boss just enough for Zarian to dart the hell out of the way. By then, the swarm was engaged.

The largest hivelings launched themselves onto the front of the Super Dungeon Boss, their blades clashing with the aura-coated tusks. The smallest hivelings teleported onto the back of the boss and exploded themselves. The mid-sized hivelings stayed in the back and unleashed volleys of caustic magic from their arm and tail blasters.

None of their efforts seemed to affect the Super Dungeon Boss. In fact, the creature only became a bigger threat the more attacks it absorbed. The many tusks covering its face flashed with power and launched an attack that gored everything caught in front of the boss.

Para deflected the goring magic with her scythes and endured the rest that slipped through, but she lost her footing and ended up knocked back.

The largest hivelings ended up mutilated, their bodies bursting apart and making it rain blood and chitin everywhere. Many in the swarm suffered, the casualties rising fast.

“Definitely not frontlining this one,” Zarian said, off to the side. “But I know who could.”

The Super Dungeon Boss was making angry boar noises as it turned to face the wizard. But it couldn’t take its attention fully off Para, the powerful parasite throwing herself back into the fight against the boss, her twin scythes flashing bright red with hungry intent.

The boss turned back to her and used a corner of its tusk-filled face to clash with Para. More sparks flew as the two duked it out, with the boss shoving, raking, and even stomping down its heavy hooves to shake the entire antechamber.

Shade spiders scuttled out of the way while trying to attack from a distance.

Archers, mages, and clerics unloaded what they could. The more melee-oriented shade spiders performed rescues on the hivelings that had suffered grievous injuries but weren’t dead yet. They cleared them out of the way as Para fought the Super Dungeon Boss and kept the mad creature occupied. RΆNоᛒƐ𝘴

Meanwhile, Zarian finished retelling the entire folk-story in his head before casting his next series of spells. First, the Hell Gator Death Swamp. The legendary spell transmuted the entire floor into a boiling bog with hissing hell flames and noxious fumes.

Because of the dungeon’s resistance, the transmutation wasn’t deep, but the Super Dungeon Boss let out a surprise squeal when it fell up to its knees. Baby hell gators, each about 150 feet long, rose from the muck and snapped their jaws on the boss’s flank. They weren’t big enough or tough enough to leave much damage on the creature, but that was okay.

Zarian cast his next spell, Super Dreadnought Hell Gator.

The mythical spell caused the swamp to boil up and spew even more hell flames violently. The baby hell gators that weren’t getting gored apart by the boss disengaged and submerged out of sight. Para and the swarm ran out of the danger zone, completely unaffected by Zarian’s spell.

With nothing stopping it, the Super Dungeon Boss turned to Zarian and prepared to run him down and gore the wizard. It took one big step forward before the biggest summon Zarian could conjure crashed upward with an explosive splash.

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The hell gator’s jaws snapped upon the belly of the boar boss, lifting the entire creature up into the air and close to the ceiling.

Zarian watched with a wide smile as the bulky and powerful hell gator bent backward and body-slammed the Super Dungeon Boss near the wall. Then the hell gator twisted around into a death roll that had the boss squealing while getting its belly ripped open.

An explosion of aura and gore magic slammed into the hell gator and pushed it back. The big and mean creature braced its six legs and thick tail as it slid away, its jaws wet with blood.

With a grunt, the hell gator clenched its jaw and took a deep breath through its nostrils. The hell gator’s throat expanded, and a bright orange light glowed underneath the scales.

Just when the boss got its hooves under it and turned to face the hell gator, the scaly behemoth opened its mouth and unleashed a hellish torrent that blasted into the face of the Super Dungeon Boss.

The attack was so fierce that Zarian brought up an Eight Percent Dark Wall to keep from getting immolated too much. Para reappeared next to him, ready to keep her host safe and sound just in case.

“How much do you bet the boss is going to unleash its ultimate move?” Zarian said, turning to Para.

“I hope it does. Then we can tear apart every hope,” Para said.

Once things cooled down, there was a lot of smoke covering the area. Zarian dropped his wall and used a blast of wind sorcery to remove the smoke from his direct vision.

The hell gator looked as large and as mighty as expected. The boss looked like a bloody, burned mess, with its tusk-filled face blackened to a crisp. But the way it stood, stomping its many hooves into the death swamp was telling.

Then the boss unleashed an eruption of power that reminded Zarian of Aura Ignition – but different. It was more maddening. More chaotic. More uncaring about the consequences.

It was Aura Berserk, and when the boss launched off the wall and crashed into the hell gator, Zarian saw a sight that gobsmacked him. The hell gator ended up flying backward and crashing against the opposite wall.

“Should I jump back in now?” Para asked.

Zarian thought about it as the Super Dungeon Boss rammed into the hell gator and gored out the infernal beast’s belly. This wouldn’t be enough, huh?

“Hold on,” Zarian said, running the next immense folktale through his head. “Violent Hell Gator Mutation.”

The hell gator let out a roar as it rapidly changed from its bestial form to something more akin to a kaiju. The boar boss didn’t let up on the assault however, and shredded the evolving creature as it became something that stood on two legs while flexing four arms.

Zarian didn’t stop there, already finished with the last folktale, having sped through it with all of his mental faculty. “Hell Gator Sacrifice.”

The monstrous hell gator let out a roar before it fossilized and became like an easily breakable stone the boss smashed through. Through the hell gator’s sacrifice, all of that power transferred to Zarian.

But this was where sorcery know-how and his +16 free evil twisted the spell and directed it elsewhere.

Para let out a gasp as she became the recipient of the hell gator’s sacrificial power up. Her tail became a little thicker. She grew thicker, longer claws on her fingers and toes. She even sprouted fangs that peeked out from her lips. Her scaled dreadlocks grew thicker and longer from her head, and she gained another six inches in height. Then, in a sudden burst of evolutionary change, she sprouted two more physical arms.

Other than that, she remained humanoid and feminine while exuding much far more physical power than before.

“I’m sorry, Reiki,” Para said. “But I’m going to eat that Dungeon Core now.”

“If we’re going to stack you up with power ups, might as well go all the way,” Zarian said with an easy-going shrug.

The gore-lusting boss charged at them.

Para looked at the scythes in her hands. She threw them aside, as if they weren’t fitting for her anymore. The scythes disappeared, and Para launched forward with explosive force.

She crashed into the lower corner of the boss, four hands grabbing hold confidently. She dug her feet into the demolished ground and used gravity magic to force the issue, making the berserk boar come to a complete stop.

Then, with a rapid twist and a burst of red-purple power, she jerked the boar around and tossed it off its feet and onto its back. The massive monster slammed into an upturned position that had it squealing madly.

Zarian would’ve laughed at the sight if he weren’t taking a trip through the void now that both the boss and the dungeon were distracted.

He ended up in the air, plummeting down with gravity magic yanking him toward the boar. With his darkened greatsword raised above his head, he slashed down and split the boss in two through its exposed belly.

By the time he hit the ground, his cut sent the monster flying off in separate directions. He also left a deep cut in the fabric of the dungeon’s reality that reached beyond dimensions, the floor oozing lost magic.

Zarian brushed past the notifications and reached out with one hand. Grinning, he yanked the core from the boss arena with gravity sorcery. The pearly thing struck his palm before he turned and offered the prize to his best friend.

“The change from the hell gator sacrifice … it’s permanent, I believe,” Para said, looking down at her bigger and better body, all four arms waving about, her thick tail swaying slowly. Then she looked sharply at Zarian. “What will happen if I eat an entire core?”

“Para, I have no freaking clue. I’m just doing whatever now.” He chuckled. “And it’s fun piling as much power as I can into you. Who knows? Maybe this is your path to godhood.”

“Hm. Godhood. Quite an unexpected turn of events for a woman who was once your cloak.” She grabbed the core, her green eyes studying it with hunger. She licked her full lips before opening wide to reveal her sharp and mighty teeth. Then she dug in and let out a throaty moan, the core parting away with a piece like a succulent fruit. “Zarian, you must try this. It’s … amazing.”

He stopped. He’d never thought about eating one himself. Could he even do that?

As Para took another bite, Zarian reached over and prodded the core with a finger. It was hard for him while reacting differently to Para.

No, he was certain it wasn’t something he could eat. Para’s nature as a skill made this interaction possible, and that became more clear in his notifications.

<Your skill, Parasite Phantom +3, leveled up from 55 to 60!>

<Your skill, Parasite Phantom +3, leveled up from 60 to 65!>

<Your skill, Parasite Phantom +3, leveled up from 65 to 70!>