Primordial Heir: Nine Stars-Chapter 84: Orc Slaughter 2

Having dispatched two orcs, the duo earned 10 points, bringing their total tally to 261.

Flames surged beneath Nero’s feet, propelling him forward like a rocket. He moved with the agility of a monkey, expertly navigating the forest terrain as if he were a seasoned parkour practitioner. His body flowed seamlessly through the air; he leaped from one branch to another, vaulting over fallen logs and ducking beneath low-hanging branches with grace and precision. Each movement was deliberate, showcasing his skill as he twisted and turned, using the natural features of the landscape to his advantage. He pushed off the trunks of trees, landing lightly on the balls of his feet before launching himself into the next leap, his fiery aura leaving a faint trail of heat behind him.

Khione followed from the sky, her wings shimmering as she soared above the treetops. However, she couldn’t afford to move too quickly, wary of potential attacks from creatures lurking below or aerial threats. This caution allowed Nero to gain ground, his speed carrying him closer to his next target.

With a powerful thrust of his flaming feet, Nero slammed into the thick trunk of a tree, using it as a springboard to climb higher with an impressive speed that would have put any monkey to shame. His muscles coiled and released with each movement, propelling him upward as he gripped branches and vaulted over obstacles. Upon reaching the top, he spotted an orc on the ground not too far away. His ominous red eyes locked onto the creature like an apex predator honing in on its prey. The orc, sensing an impending threat, instinctively raised its head to the sky, but all it saw was a meteor hurtling toward it, and it was too late to dodge.

In reality, the "meteor" was Nero himself, leaping from the treetop with a splitting kick, his entire body enveloped in crimson flame. The concentration of fire around his extended leg created an illusion of a falling meteor, a spectacle of destruction descending upon the unsuspecting orc.

The moment he made contact, the scene unfolded in a breathtaking display of power and devastation.

Swoosh! Boom!

With a force that resonated through the air, his flaming leg struck the orc with an impact that could only be likened to a natural disaster. The orc’s body was sliced cleanly in two, the heat and force of the blow rendering its flesh apart as if it were nothing more than soft butter. The sound of the impact echoed through the forest, a thunderous boom that sent ripples of shock through the nearby trees.

Nero’s leg continued its motion, carving into the ground beneath the orc and creating a small crater upon landing.

Kaboom!

The ground shook as dirt and debris were thrown into the air, scorched earth surrounding the impact site. Some trees nearby were almost uprooted, their roots exposed as the shockwave radiated outward from the point of collision. The sheer devastation left in the wake of Nero’s attack was staggering; the remnants of the orc lay scattered, a testament to the catastrophic force of his strike.

The scene was both awe-inspiring and horrifying, showcasing the raw power of his flames and the lethal precision of his technique. In that moment, Nero had turned an ordinary jump into a devastating assault, leaving nothing but destruction in his path.

Khione’s eyes gleamed as she took in the scene, her competitive spirit further ignited by Nero’s display of power.

’He is becoming increasingly capable of wielding this Law, almost as if it were second nature. I mustn’t lose,’ she thought, her icy blue eyes shining with determination. Lacking a special means to detect monsters like Nero, she knew she was at a disadvantage.

With resolve, she began to spread her power.

"Let’s create my icicles around to form a domain that can detect anything foreign," she declared. Drawing on her ability to control the ambient moisture, she focused her energy and summoned tiny particles of ice from the air around her. The moisture in the atmosphere coalesced into shimmering icicles, each one a delicate shard glistening with potential.

As she spread them outward, the range of her creation expanded dramatically, reaching nearly 250 meters in all directions. The surrounding temperature plummeted slightly, and unbeknownst to her, she had inadvertently crafted a skill similar to Nero’s Divine Sense. These tiny ice particles acted as her sentinels, each one capable of detecting any movement or presence within their range, creating a vast network that relayed information back to her.

"Found you!" she exclaimed suddenly, pinpointing an orc sixty meters away. Nero had sensed the same creature and immediately sprang forward, eager for another hunt.

Khione noticed Nero racing toward the monster she had detected. Understanding that he was aware of it too, she remained calm, a smile unfurling on her lips—a beautiful, yet chilling smile that sent a shiver down Nero’s spine, momentarily freezing him in place.

"You won’t be taking this one!" she mumbled, her voice laced with determination. Holding her small wand in front of her, she focused her energy, causing ice to gather around it. The ice formed into a stunning, immaculate crystal bow, its surface glinting like diamonds in the light. The air around her shimmered as the temperature plummeted, causing the leaves on the trees below to show signs of freezing, their edges dusted with frost.

With delicate precision, she positioned her small white fingers before the illusionary bowstring, drawing it back to its fullest extent. An intricate ice arrow began to condense on the bow, its form sharp and lethal, glistening with icy blue hues. She poured one-third of her prana into the creation of this arrow, causing the temperature to drop even further, the air thick with the scent of winter and power.

Finally, she released the Ice Arrow.

"Ice Arrow!"

Swoosh!

The arrow sliced through the air, drawing a stunning arc as it flew, leaving a trail of frost in its wake. Because she had previously locked onto the orc, the arrow flew unerringly toward it. Nero, sensing an ominous presence, instinctively reacted.

"Shit!" he exclaimed, realizing the imminent danger. He concentrated flames under his feet, propelling his body backward just as the powerful Ice Arrow struck.

The moment it landed, a radius of twenty meters was transformed into solid ice. Everything in its path—be it the orc, insects, or trees—became frozen in an instant. The scene was both beautiful and chilling to the bone. The orc, caught completely off guard, succumbed instantly to the icy grip, its body encased in frost, eyes wide in shock, as it was rendered lifeless without a sound.

Khione’s mastery over ice was both awe-inspiring and fearsome. The way she had conjured the bow and arrow, pouring her essence into the icy projectile, showcased her skill and control over her element. The air around her became a testament to her power, a reminder that beauty could also carry a deadly edge. In that moment, she had proven herself a formidable opponent, capable of turning the tide of battle with a single, elegant strike.

Looking at the small icy landscape before him, Nero chuckled softly.

"She is really dangerous. It seems she has also developed a skill similar to mine; otherwise, there would be no way she could detect that so quickly. I guess she’s finally taking this seriously."

The two of them exchanged glances, and Khione’s lips curved into a confident smile before she disappeared, soaring forward into the sky.

Nero felt a twitch at the corners of his mouth.

"I feel challenged. You can fly? Well, so can I."

Having meticulously observed her ice wings with his special eyes, he deconstructed every delicate line of prana that intertwined to form her wings. Each shimmering strand of energy was a work of art, weaving together in a way that allowed her to soar gracefully through the air. Inspired by the beauty and elegance of her creation, he felt a spark of inspiration ignite within him.

Determined to emulate her, he focused his energy on the Law of Fire. Drawing upon the knowledge he had gathered, he began to channel his prana. He visualized the flames taking form, imagining how they would twist and turn, much like Khione’s icy wings.

With a deep breath, he concentrated, feeling the heat radiating from within him. Flames began to swirl around his back, coalescing into a shape that mirrored the intricate structure of Khione’s wings. The flames flickered and danced, shimmering like molten gold against the backdrop of the sky.

On his second try, he succeeded in creating a magnificent set of giant flame wings. They unfurled behind him with a majestic flair, the vibrant colors of red, orange, and yellow blending together in a mesmerizing display. Each feather of flame seemed alive, crackling with energy, and casting a warm glow that contrasted beautifully against the cool hues of the sky.

Taking a moment to marvel at his creation, Nero felt a rush of exhilaration. The wings were not only powerful but also stunningly beautiful, radiating a heat that made the air around him shimmer. The flames moved with him, obeying his every thought, ready to propel him into the sky on a moment’s notice.

After practicing a few more times to get the hang of maneuvering them, he finally took to the sky, chasing after Khione. The sensation of flight was liberating, each powerful beat of his wings sending him soaring higher. As he flew, the flames left a trail of light behind him, a dazzling spectacle that mirrored the brilliance of the sun, showcasing the beauty of his newfound power. The chase was on, and he was ready to engage in this aerial dance with Khione, a challenge he was eager to accept.

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