My Charity System made me too OP-Chapter 99: Archmage Quest IV

Leon grinned, his eyes blazing with determination. "Let’s turn up the heat."

He slammed his staff into the ground. "Infernal Collapse!" Pillars of fire erupted from the ground, consuming the golems in a blinding inferno. The molten remains dripped back to the floor, but before Leon could take a breath, Valtheris was already on the move.

The Lich floated into the air, his robes billowing as he raised his hands high. The ceiling cracked, and from above, a rain of massive, razor-sharp metal spikes began to fall.

Leon narrowed his eyes, pointing his staff upward. "Arcane Shield: Omni-Dome!" A translucent dome of pure energy materialized over him, deflecting the deadly rain. The spikes shattered upon impact, but the relentless assault kept Leon pinned in place.

"Impressive, but you’re still outmatched," Valtheris mocked, summoning a blade of shimmering silver metal in his hand. He dove toward Leon, aiming to pierce through the dome.

Leon smirked. "Not so fast."

As Valtheris descended, Leon dispelled the dome and leapt into the air, his staff glowing with intense red light. "Crimson Barrage!" A rapid series of explosive projectiles shot from the staff, forcing Valtheris to retreat mid-air.

The two landed on opposite ends of the chamber, both breathing heavily.

"You’re stronger than I expected," Valtheris admitted, his voice a mix of grudging respect and irritation. "But strength alone won’t save you. Sooner or later you will run out of Mana while I have Infinite amount of it."

Leon planted his staff in the ground, flames crackling around him. "Maybe or maybe not, Why don’t we find it out?"

Hearing his Mocking tone, Valtheris, charged at him as Leon smirked and charged too.

They charged at each other, their magic colliding in a brilliant explosion that shook the very foundations of the mansion. Flames, metal, and raw energy swirled chaotically, neither side giving an inch.

Valtheris, now fully powered by his refined metal magic, shifted his strategy. He slammed his skeletal fist into the ground, and the entire chamber trembled as massive metallic spikes erupted in every direction. The spikes coiled and converged into a serpentine dragon, its metallic scales shimmering with lethal sharpness.

The dragon roared, its cry reverberating through the room as it lunged toward Leon with blinding speed.

Leon didn’t flinch. With a flick of his staff, he called out, "Eruption Barrage!" The ground beneath the metallic dragon exploded in a series of fiery blasts. Each eruption shattered part of the dragon’s body, but the creature seemed to regenerate faster than it was destroyed.

"You cannot outlast me!" Valtheris declared, his voice echoing with both pride and menace.

Leon smirked, wiping a bead of sweat from his forehead. "Maybe not, but I can keep you busy long enough to regret underestimating me."

The dragon circled back, its glowing eyes locked on Leon. He spun his staff in an arc. "Destructive Vortex!" A swirling storm of fire and arcane energy materialized around him, pulling the dragon into its core. The clash of forces sent sparks flying, illuminating the battle in bursts of red and silver light.

The dragon dissolved under the relentless energy, but Valtheris wasted no time. With a gesture, he summoned a massive, circular saw of whirling metal and hurled it at Leon.

Leon countered instantly. "Oblivion Shield!" A barrier of dark energy materialized before him, absorbing the impact and shattering the saw into harmless fragments.

"You’re faster than I thought," Valtheris admitted, his tone laced with frustration.

"And you’re as predictable as I hoped," Leon retorted, his eyes gleaming with confidence.

Valtheris raised both arms, and the fragments from his broken attacks gathered around him, forming a massive suit of metallic armor. He towered over Leon, each movement accompanied by the grinding sound of steel against steel.

"This is my true form," Valtheris declared, his voice booming from within the armor. "Face the might of the Dolfen Duke!"

Leon nodded, gripping his staff tightly. "Fine. I’ll stop holding back too."

The air around Leon crackled with raw power as he activated one of his most devastating spells. "Annihilation Field!" The chamber was enveloped in a sphere of pulsating energy, its destructive force ripping through the very fabric of the room.

Valtheris charged forward, his massive frame deflecting the brunt of the energy with his armor. He swung a colossal blade forged from the remains of his dragon, aiming to cleave Leon in half.

Leon ducked under the swing and countered with a burst of concentrated fire. The flames licked at Valtheris’s armor but failed to penetrate it fully. The Lich retaliated with a barrage of metallic projectiles, each one aimed with deadly precision.

"Scorched Barrage!" Leon shouted, sending a wave of molten fire to intercept the projectiles. The two forces collided mid-air, erupting in a blinding explosion that shook the chamber.

Valtheris laughed maniacally, his armor glowing red-hot from the heat. "You fight well, mortal, but this ends now!"

The Lich raised his blade, channeling all his power into a single, devastating strike. The blade gleamed with an intense light as it descended toward Leon.

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Leon planted his feet firmly, his staff glowing brighter than ever. "Meteor Breaker!" he roared, summoning a massive fiery meteor from above. The meteor slammed into the blade, creating a deafening explosion that sent shockwaves rippling through the chamber.

When the dust settled, both combatants were on opposite sides of the room, visibly battered but still standing.

"You’re persistent," Valtheris muttered, his tone now tinged with respect.

"And you’re stubborn," Leon replied, a defiant grin on his face.

The battle wasn’t over yet. Both knew that the next move would decide the victor.

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"What is your class?" Leon asked, his piercing gaze fixed on Valtheris.

The lich sneered, his glowing red eyes narrowing with disdain. "My class is called Golden Archmage, a powerful and legendary class," he declared, his voice dripping with arrogance.

"I see," Leon responded calmly, his grip tightening on his staff. "In that case, let’s see if my class-exclusive skill is effective against your class-exclusive skill."

Valtheris tilted his head slightly, intrigued. "Very well, mortal. Let this be our final clash," he said, raising his hand as golden runes began to encircle him.

"Good," Leon replied, his tone resolute. He raised his staff high, his aura flaring to life as he activated his most powerful skill—the one that could decide everything.

This next move would surely end the battle.