I Was a Small Fish When I Reincarnated, but It Seems That I Can Become a Dragon, so I Will Do My Best - Extra Chapter 158
5-40. Familiar Skill
Ouren faced the incoming scythe head-on. Gripping the Hakuryuzen with one hand, he matched the angel’s rapid approach with a powerful swing.
A sharp, high-pitched sound resonated, followed by seven more in quick succession.
The wind pressure assailed the surroundings, leaving eight distinct slash marks on the ground. Given the deep, gouging wounds in the earth, it was hard to believe these were just slashes. This had to be another one of the angel’s skills.
In the midst of the clash, Ouren smiled.
“You’ve got a skill similar to Lize’s. Eight attacks in one slash, huh? A real trap for anyone who doesn’t realize it.”
“And yet you deflected them all. Those attacks should happen in the blink of an eye.”
“Unfortunately for you, I harbor slashes faster than that within me. Better luck next time.”
“Ridiculous.”
The angel’s gaze shifted to Amariaz, who was reaching towards him, surrounded by numerous ‘Air Pressure Swords.’ The angel recognized this skill. Any angel would.
But something was odd. They were locked in a blade struggle, and the angel should easily be able to shatter the ‘Air Pressure Swords’ by pressing forward. Yet Amariaz showed no hesitation. With a bad feeling creeping over him, the angel forcefully pushed Ouren away and retreated.
As expected, the ‘Air Pressure Swords’ flew towards him. If he hadn’t retreated, he would have had to deal with them at point-blank range. Having already chosen to retreat, he now had to handle the attack.
“‘Wind Fist’.”
With a flick of his fingers, the ‘Air Pressure Swords’ halted as if impaled on something. When the angel clenched his fingers, they all burst apart.
“Tch, you really are an angel.”
Amariaz’s ‘Air Pressure Swords’ were still crude, but they carried substantial attack power. The skill compressed air into the shape of swords, creating sharp weapons. However, the magic that maintained this form was fragile and could easily cause the swords to explode if disrupted. While the skill’s strength and compression could improve with mastery, Amariaz wasn’t there yet.
The angel, understanding this fragility, knew he could break the ‘Air Pressure Swords’ easily. He manipulated the wind to disrupt the magic, causing them to shatter.
Though it was the first time Amariaz’s skill had been countered, he felt a strange sense of satisfaction alongside a renewed awareness of his own inexperience.
“Still, I won’t just sit here and take it.”
Since his previous attack had been neutralized, he decided to use something that couldn’t be caught. He created a long, thin compressed air projectile in his hand and aimed it at the angel. With a flick of his finger, it shot out with great speed.
“‘Air Pressure Sniper Bullet’.”
“!!”
The invisible bullet pierced through the angel’s wing. It didn’t stop him from flying, but several of his prized feathers scattered. Distracted by the attack, he realized too late that Ouren was upon him.
“In battle, it’s best not to worry about your appearance!”
The Hakuryuzen, poised high, descended with a roar resembling a dragon’s cry. The angel barely managed to block it with his scythe, but the impact felt like a heavy boulder had struck him.
“Three Waterfall Style: First Waterfall.”
A simple downward slash. From a basic stance, it was no different from a regular practice swing, except for the presence of a target. Yet the blade seemed to find a target, roaring and baring its fangs.
The angel, who had been moving through the air, was slammed into the ground. He failed to break his fall, hitting with a dull thud and causing the ground to heave from the impact. After all, the man who appeared human was actually a dragon, and his power matched that of his true form.
“Urgh…!”
“‘Water Dragon’.”
“Chh!”
Just as Ouren began to summon the ‘Water Dragon,’ the angel struck the ground with his palm. In an instant, an invisible force knocked Ouren away, forcibly relocating him.
“Wha!? Oof! That hurts!”
Though he tried to regain his balance mid-flight, he ended up hitting his head. He quickly stood up again.
“Amariaz!”
“Got it! I’m ready!”
The angel raised his head, but his vision was distorted. For a moment, he was confused, but then he noticed a clear spot within his sight. He realized he was seeing something up close.
He recognized the sphere of compressed air all too well.
“No way…”
PA-A-A-NG!!
A loud, dry explosion tore through the ground.