WorldCrafter - Building My Underground Kingdom-Chapter 112: Elvira’s Fight

Cracks spread across the Alpha's mask-like shell. It reeled.

Ben didn't give it time.

"Break—already—DAMN YOU!"

He gripped the pickaxe still buried in the Alpha's ribs, twisted hard—then raised it high above his head.

BAM!

The weapon came crashing down, piercing straight through the Krell Alpha's chest.

The ground trembled, cracks rippling outward as the blow crushed its core.

Ben didn't stop.

He roared, slamming the pickaxe down again—and again—until the Alpha's body was reduced to scraps and gore, torn into bits and pieces beneath his feet.

Meanwhile, A moment earlier, on Elvira's side of the battlefield, the darkness still clung to the air like smoke. But she could feel it—her light spells clashing with the alpha shadow.

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Her eyes narrowed. "There."

Channeling her magic, she formed a glowing sphere of compressed light in her hand. With a flick of her wrist, she hurled it toward the source.

BOOM!

The sphere exploded mid-air, tearing through the shadows and lighting up the battlefield like a second sun.

For a moment, the veil lifted—revealing the Krell Alpha, controlling the writhing shadows from within.

Elvira's mana flared. Multiple spell circles spun to life around her, glyphs burning bright.

"Hallowed Barrage!"

"Frost Nova!"

"Aetheric Lance!"

Dozens—hundreds—of radiant spears burst into the sky, raining down like judgment from above.

At the same time, the Frost Nova crawled along the ground, spreading out in icy tendrils, snaking toward the Alpha's position, aiming to bind its movements and slow its form.

Hidden among the spears, Aetheric Lances spiraled downward, their edges honed with raw magic, woven perfectly between the light spells—meant to pierce through the shadows, straight into the core.

The Krell Alpha roared, shadows exploding around him.

The Frost Nova struck first, ice racing across the ground and snaring the Alpha's limbs, freezing them in place. The Alpha strained, its form flickering between solidity and shadow as it fought against the bitter cold.

But the barrage didn't stop.

The Hallowed Spears rained down like divine judgment, piercing through the writhing darkness, burning it away with blinding radiance. Shadow after shadow was consumed, evaporating into nothingness under the onslaught of Elvira's relentless magic.

Yet still, the Alpha resisted. Its remaining shadows coiled around its body, shielding it, regenerating faster than they were destroyed.

That was when the hidden Aetheric Lances struck.

They slipped through the chaos like blades of pure energy, silent and precise. One after another, they punctured the Alpha's defenses, skewering through its shadows and slicing into its physical form.

The Alpha shrieked in pain. Its body spasmed violently, black blood splattering across the frozen earth.

But Elvira didn't stop.

Her mana surged again, eyes blazing with determination as she raised her arms, preparing another spell. "This ends now!"

Suddenly, the Alpha's shadows burst outward in a violent surge, breaking the icy restraints and shattering the spears of light. It dashed forward, injure, claws aimed directly at Elvira's heart.

But Elvira didn't back down. Her hands flashed through the air, drawing magic circle in the air. "Hallowed Veil!"

A barrier of radiant light snapped into place, catching the Alpha's claws mid-strike. The force of the impact sent cracks spidering through the shield, golden sparks scattering like embers.

The Alpha snarled, pushing harder, shadows coiling around its limbs as it rained down blow after blow, trying to shatter her defenses.

Elvira stood her ground, the light from her barrier pulsing in time with her heartbeat. 'Is he becoming weaker psychically?'

With a burst of mana, she dropped the barrier—and jumped forward.

BOOM!

Wind and fire exploded beneath her heels as she launched forward, palm glowing with holy energy. Her fist struck the Alpha across the face, sending its head snapping to the side.

Before it could recover, she spun—"Ignis Lance!"

A flaming spear burst into existence and slammed into the Alpha's side. The creature reeled, smoke and black blood spilling from the wound—but it retaliated fast.

A wave of shadows lashed outward, forming jagged blades that arced toward her throat. Elvira ducked low, sliding beneath the strike, the edges of shadow just grazing her cheek. She raised a hand, "Frost Bind!"

Ice chain exploded from her fingers, catching the Alpha's legs mid-motion, locking it in place for a single breath. That breath was all she needed. She jumped high, hands forming another spell circle in mid-air.

"Hallowed Nova!"

Light erupted around her, a blinding detonation that crashed down like the sun itself.

KRA-KOOOM!

The Alpha shrieked, its body scorched, shadows flaring and recoiling like wounded beasts. Smoke hissed from its shell, the light magic leaving deep, glowing burns across its frame.

But still—it moved.

It jumped again, claws slicing through the air in a blur. Its form was smaller now, lighter, but its movements were sharper, like a dagger instead of a blade.

Yet Elvira was ready. Its speed had increased, but she could see it—the shifts in weight, the twitch of its limbs.

Ben would've moved on instinct. Elvira moved on calculation. She watched the Alpha's trajectory, predicting the angle, the arc, the feint—and she struck.

Their attacks collided mid-air, sparks flying. She spun back, magic already gathering at her fingertips.

"Hallowed Barrage!"

Dozens of radiant spears rained down, tearing through the shadowy battlefield like divine arrows.

The Alpha dodged between them, leaping and weaving—but Elvira was already casting again.

"Hallowed Fang!"

Blades of light sliced up from the ground, forcing the Alpha into the air, cutting off its escape.

The two clashed again in the heart of the storm—magic and shadow slamming together, wave after wave, each collision a burst of color and sound that tore through the world around them.

Fire. Frost. Lightning. Light.

The storm raged around them, but Elvira's mind was sharp, her thoughts churning thinking for a strategy to win. She clearly couldn't win trough power, but just her beloved suggested light magic seem to have a lot more damage to the current alpha.

She need to cast one spell that hit the krell alpha directly, making sure to kill it in a instant.