Aether Chronicles: Birth Of A Legend-Chapter 64: Capable Of Taking Us All On

Raegar started traveling across the swamp while dodging the screeching birds that tried attacking him by swooping down whenever he was out in the open, which started annoying him in the end.

He used Stormfire Bullets into the swarm of monsters, causing the projectiles to pierce through their bodies. After his counter attack on the birds, they left him alone, and following that, it took an hour to reach the others who were fighting a group of devils.

Off to the side, another enemy was controlling a pack of Hell Hounds as Tarrin, Orin, Lyra and Elaris surrounded an injured man. His interest was caught as the newcomer was dressed like a Devil Hunter, clutching a missing arm.

'So that's one of the two that entered,' he thought while readying his daggers with an excited smile. 'I wonder where the other person is?'

Raegar leapt from the treetops before launching himself forward with a burst of speed as he hurled his weapons. The blades whistled through the air embedding themselves in the skulls of two enemies, while the rest of the fiends snapped their heads toward him.

''There's the devil killer!'' the biggest enemy screamed in a barely understandable language, but the fear was clear.

The Hell Hounds kept Tallin and the others busy while the devils rushed in his direction, causing him to crouch low as his daggers appeared in his hand. Raegar stood there as the closest enemy closed in on him.

Th𝗲 most uptodate novels are published on ƒгeewёbnovel.com.

One of the creatures swung its massive hammer at him, but he used Flash Step, vanishing in an instant to reappear behind it. With a thrust, he drove his blade deep into its heart, causing it to spit out a mouthful of blood before dropping dead.

Seconds later, he fired a Stormfire Bullet at an incoming sword, sending it spinning off to the side. Raegar sprang into action, swiftly driving his blade through the second devil's throat before slashing across in a fluid motion.

With a flick of his wrist, he unleashed a Lightningfire Blast that hurled it backward, crashing into its companions. A wild laugh escaped him as he wove through the group faster than any of them could react, his daggers gleamed in a blur, blood spraying in all directions.

Using the creatures as stepping stones, he vaulted and spun, turning their numbers into his playground. Raegar tore across the battlefield like a storm, his body became a blur as he danced between the enemy ranks.

With a wicked grin, he leaped into the air, twisting mid-leap to hurl a dagger that buried itself hilt-deep in the eye of a snarling devil. The creature barely had time to howl before he landed atop its crumpling body, using it as a springboard to propel himself skyward again.

The enraged devil's swung their weapons in vain, their claws raking empty air where Raegar had been mere heartbeats before. His speed was a storm they couldn't weather, too swift, too precise.

He flickered into existence behind another foe, twin blades flashing as they carved through its spine in a spray of blood. With a kick, he sent the corpse tumbling into its kin, toppling two more in a tangle of thrashing limbs.

Lightning crackled along his daggers as he spun, unleashing a Lightningfire Blast that roared forth in a searing arc. The blast slammed into a cluster of devils, igniting their flesh and hurling them back in a smoking heap.

Raegar laughed, a wild sound that echoed over the chaos, as he leapt again, bounding off a devil's shoulder to plunge his blades into the skull of another mid-roar. Blood painted the air in crimson arcs, the ground slick with the carnage of his handiwork.

The enemies couldn't hope to match him or his speed. One lunged with a massive axe, only for Raegar to sidestep in a flicker of Flash Step, reappearing at its flank to sever its arm with a single slice.

Before it could scream, he was gone again, already airborne, daggers gleaming like fangs as he descended upon his next prey. He was a phantom of slaughter, untouchable and unrelenting, weaving through the battlefield.

They fell in droves while his laughter rang out, a triumphant anthem over the symphony of their demise. As Raegar butchered the devils, the adults watched him with wide eyes as he moved like a ghost.

''That's the first Tetraarch that's awoken in a long time and he happens to be the fastest Spellblade I've ever met,'' Orin commented with wide eyes.

The group nodded in unison, but their jaws dropped when Tarrin unveiled a revelation that sent a jolt through them. ''By the time the boy's eighteen, he'll be capable of taking us all on, four against one and come out on top. The kid's power is surging, and we've only been with him a few days.''

Meanwhile, Raegar carved through the last of the devils, reveling in their deaths with a savage glee that twisted his lips into a wicked grin. Blood dripped from his blades as he locked eyes with their leader, pointing a dagger at the fiend.

His voice rumbled with menace as he bellowed, ''Your turn!''

Following that, he burst forward like a rocket before using Flash Step to vanish from the leader's sight and slashed the devil's ankles which sent it stumbling forward before hitting it with a Lightningfire Blast.

The spell washed over the enemy, but he felt his Aether running low because of how much he used, causing him to grit his teeth while thinking. 'Shit! This is bad!'

Moments later, the leader spun around and flung several spells at Raegar, who used Flash Step to dodge before attacking again, but thanks to the exhaustion that was starting to show, was slowly down, allowing the devil to land a devastating kick against his chest.

Raegar felt his ribs break as he slammed into a tree before collapsing to the ground as the devil leader rushed at him and swung the hammer, causing his eyes to widen, but someone appeared to block the strike.

Orin let out a thunderous roar as the blow cracked his shield, yet the towering bear of a man stood unshaken. He glanced down at Raegar with a wry smile curling his lips as the devil leader was surprised by his sudden appearance.

''Stupid kid, always charging in headfirst,'' he rumbled, ''But I suppose that's why I'm here, to keep you from breaking yourself in this nightmarish place.''

Just after that, Tarrin moved in and attacked the devil along with Elaris who attacked the enemy with fire magic to keep it away from him. Moments later Lyra's smiling face appeared above him as she started healing the injuries that built up across his body.

''Thank you for helping us Rae,'' she said as the laceration closed. ''The devils would have killed some of us with their leader's help.''

Raegar waved her away just as Elaris joined them and quickly hugged him while speaking in a relieved voice. ''Thank god you're okay. When that foul beast kicked you, we thought you were done for kid.''

He chuckled before pulling himself free from the blue-haired woman and answered as he shook his head. ''We're a team and should help each other out, but now let me help the guys with the leader.''

Following that, Raegar drank two Aether Potions which made him feel sick but he ignored it and blasted forward while circling the fiend. Once behind, he lunged toward it before jamming his blade into the neck of the creature.

The devil leader unleashed a guttural roar, lunging to seize Tarrin in its grasp, but Tarrin struck first, his blade biting deep into the creature's sinewy arm. The severed muscles slackened, leaving the limb dangling uselessly.

Enraged, the enemy lashed out in a frenzy, slamming Raegar aside with a wild swing. Raegar hit the ground hard, skidding across the dirt, while Orin seized the moment, gaining the upper hand against the thrashing beast.

The bear man slashed its other arm before headbutting the enemy, causing a boom to ring out. Tarrin rushed in and cut through the muscles in the devil's legs that brought it down just as two daggers pierced its eyes.

Raegar watched the fiend drop dead as the battlefield went quiet, as Lyra rushed over to the Devil Hunter who was barely alive. The elf woman cast her healing magic, which he watched as a soft green glow appeared and the man's arm regrew.

Following that, he summoned his dagger before drinking a stamina potion while collecting some of the cores as the others picked up the rest. Once that was done, he looked up and noticed the fake stars looked like the ones outside.

'So beautiful but strange,' he pondered while cleaning his weapons. 'A pocket dimension maybe?'

While thinking to himself, Tarrin's voice rang out. ''I remember there's a Safe Room nearby. Let's get some rest before continuing.''

[Drop some powerstones, comments, and gifts to help the novel grow; I appreciate all the support you can give]