The Ultimate Skill System: Absorb, Upgrade, Create, Transfer-Chapter 26 - : Vulcarion

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The forest, once a serene expanse of towering trees and lush greenery, had transformed into a nightmarish landscape.

The ground trembled violently as volcanoes erupted one after another, spewing molten lava and thick plumes of ash into the sky.

The air was thick with heat and the acrid smell of sulfur, making it difficult to breathe. Rivers of lava snaked through the charred remains of the forest, devouring everything in their path.

The once-vibrant ecosystem had become a hellish terrain, a battlefield fit for gods—or monsters.

Yet, amidst the chaos, Keiran stood unfazed. His expression was calm, almost bored, as if he were performing a mundane task rather than facing a living calamity.

His flaming wings stretched out behind him, radiating an intense heat that rivaled the surrounding inferno.

The air around him shimmered, distorted by the sheer energy he exuded. Despite the relentless heat from Vulcarion, the colossal wyvern that ruled this fiery domain, Keiran remained unscathed.

His body was a testament to resilience, a perfect blend of arcane mastery and natural regeneration.

The heat from Vulcarion's attacks was relentless, a constant barrage of fire that would have reduced any ordinary being to ashes.

But Keiran was no ordinary being. The combined powers of Arcane Nexus and Windborne Regeneration worked in perfect harmony, healing his wounds almost instantly.

Windborne Regeneration did more than just heal; it built up his resistance to fire damage with every attack he endured. The more Vulcarion struck, the weaker its flames became against him. Keiran was adapting, growing stronger with every passing moment.

Vulcarion, the living calamity, was a sight to behold. Its massive form loomed over the landscape, its scales glowing like molten metal.

Each scale was the size of a shield, reflecting the fiery light of the erupting volcanoes.

Its wings, each the size of a small mountain, beat the air with a force that sent shockwaves rippling through the ground. The sound was deafening, like the roar of a thousand thunderstorms.

Its eyes burned with an ancient, primal fury, a reminder that it was the undisputed ruler of this fiery realm. But even this titanic beast seemed to sense that its opponent was unlike any it had faced before.

With a deafening roar, Vulcarion surged forward, its massive body moving with surprising speed despite its size.

The ground cracked and splintered beneath its weight, and the air itself seemed to ignite as it closed the distance between itself and Keiran.

The wyvern's roar unleashed a shockwave of pure heat, a devastating attack that turned everything in its path into a pool of molten lava.

Trees, rocks, and even the air itself seemed to melt under the intensity of the blast. The shockwave radiated outward, creating a wave of destruction that left nothing but scorched earth in its wake.

Keiran, however, was ready. With a swift motion, he spread his flaming wings and shot into the air, narrowly avoiding the attack.

The shockwave passed harmlessly beneath him, leaving a trail of destruction in its wake. Keiran hovered in the air, his wings beating steadily as he surveyed the battlefield.

The ground below was a sea of lava, dotted with countless small volcanoes that Vulcarion had summoned with its magic. The entire area was saturated with magical energy, a chaotic storm of power that would have overwhelmed anyone else.

But Keiran was different. His Arcane Nexus passively absorbed the magic essence and mana that filled the air, converting it into raw power.

The sheer amount of energy was overwhelming, far beyond what any normal being could handle.

Keiran could feel it coursing through his veins, a torrent of power that made him stronger with every passing second.

His body glowed with an otherworldly light, and his movements became faster, more precise. The magic essence in the area was so dense that it was almost tangible, a living force that seemed to pulse in time with his heartbeat.

Keiran allowed himself a small smile. "I messed up," he muttered to himself. "I created a ridiculously overpowered skill."

He was referring to Arcane Nexus, a skill that had grown far beyond his original intentions.

What was meant to be a simple way to absorb mana had become something far greater, a source of nearly limitless power.

But even as he marveled at its potential, he knew he had to focus. Vulcarion was still a threat, and the battle was far from over.

The wyvern roared again, this time unleashing a barrage of molten lava balls toward Keiran. Each one was the size of a boulder, glowing with an intense heat that could melt through steel.

The lava balls streaked through the air like fiery comets, leaving trails of smoke and ash in their wake. Keiran didn't flinch.

With a wave of his hand, he activated Howling Tempest, a skill that summoned a massive cyclone of wind and magic.

The tempest roared to life, its winds so powerful that they engulfed the entire area. The lava balls were caught in the vortex, their trajectories thrown wildly off course.

Even Vulcarion, with its immense size, was pulled into the cyclone. The wyvern struggled against the winds, its massive wings beating furiously, but it was no use. The tempest was too strong.

Keiran didn't waste any time. With a burst of speed, he flew toward Vulcarion, his body a blur of motion.

The wyvern didn't even see him coming.

In an instant, Keiran was upon it, his fist glowing with the power of Iron Fist. He punched Vulcarion square in the face, the impact sending a shockwave rippling through the air.

The wyvern let out a pained roar as it was sent crashing to the ground, its massive body creating a crater upon impact.

The ground shook violently, and a cloud of dust and ash billowed into the air, obscuring the battlefield for a moment.

Keiran landed gracefully, his wings folding behind him as he approached the fallen beast. "It looks like you are no longer the living calamity," he said calmly. "I am."

Vulcarion struggled to rise, its wings battered and broken. The wyvern roared again, this time unleashing a shockwave of pure heat that melted everything around it.

The ground turned to liquid fire, and the air itself seemed to ignite. But Keiran didn't even flinch. His Windborne Regeneration had built up enough resistance to fire that the attack barely affected him.

He stood there, unscathed, as the molten ground cooled around him. The heat was intense, but it was nothing compared to the power surging through his body.

The battle was far from over, but the tide had turned. Keiran was growing stronger with every passing moment, his power increasing at an exponential rate.

Vulcarion, despite its immense strength, was no match for him. The wyvern slammed its claws into the ground, creating fissures that spewed molten lava.

But Keiran simply walked through the flames. The lava hissed and bubbled as it touched his skin, but it did no damage. His resistance to fire was now absolute.

Keiran activated Colossal Frenzy and Solarfang Overdrive, unleashing a surge of overwhelming power that radiated from his very core.

His once black eye gradually shifted, turning into a glowing crimson red that pulsed with a fierce intensity, almost as if it were alive with the sheer force of his awakened abilities.

Keiran's entire body became enveloped in a brilliant golden light, illuminating the surroundings like a miniature sun. The radiance was especially concentrated around his golden crown, which shone even brighter, as though it were a symbol of his dominance and the limitless energy now coursing through him.

Keiran stood tall, his gaze unwavering as he looked up at the massive wyvern before him.

His voice was calm, yet carried both authority and respect as he said, "Stand proud. You are strong."

The wyvern, Vulcarion, let out a deep, rumbling growl that echoed across the battlefield. Its powerful wings, though battered and torn, trembled slightly at its sides, while its scarred scales caught the dim light, reflecting a faint shimmer through the blood and dirt that clung to them. Wounds marred its body, deep gashes cutting through its hide, yet even with the pain weighing heavily upon it, the ancient beast's pride refused to break.

Slowly, it dug its talons into the earth, using the strength that still remained in its limbs to push its massive frame upright. Its tattered wings spread wide, the edges torn and frayed, yet still imposing. Its fiery eyes burned with unwavering determination — the same fire that had carried it through countless battles. Even injured, even on the brink of collapse, it stood tall, unwilling to surrender to pain or weakness.

With a final burst of speed, Keiran rushed toward Vulcarion, his fist raised high. The wyvern tried to fight back, slashing at him with its massive claws, but Keiran dodged effortlessly.

He punched Vulcarion in the chest, the impact creating a shockwave that lit up the sky. The wyvern coughed up molten blood, its body trembling from the force of the blow. But it wasn't enough to bring it down.

Keiran didn't stop. He punched again, and again, each blow more powerful than the last. His body glowed brighter with every strike, the golden light of Solarfang Overdrive illuminating the battlefield.

The air crackled with energy, and the ground shook with each impact.

Finally, with one last punch, he targeted Vulcarion's heart. The explosion that followed was massive, a shockwave that shook the very earth.

Slowly, the wyvern's massive body crumpled to the ground, its fiery eyes dimming as it took its last breath.

The living calamity had been defeated.

[You leveled up 10x.]

[You have received 120 Stat points.]

[Your HP, MP, and SP have been replenished.]

Keiran stood over Vulcarion's lifeless body, his breathing steady despite the intensity of the battle.

He looked down at the fallen wyvern, a hint of respect in his eyes. "Farewell, ruler of Fiora," he said softly.