
Right then, it was as if the entire room of this dungeon boss was merged in harmony of light and color.
The crystals that filled the room suddenly lit up with a dazzling array of colors, creating a dazzling neon effect.
It was as if an incredible neon light festival was taking place.
However, the most striking feature of this light show was how the entire beam and color were propagating rapidly towards Lithos' wounded body.
Like a stream of electricity, the light of the various colors was as if forming a "tissue" within the shattered Lithos crystals, and slowly, the cracked and broken parts of the crystal wolf's body began to regenerate.
Lithos' shattered body slowly undergoes a riveting healing process.
The cracks were docked, and the broken part seemed to be fused back together like a puzzle that was composing itself.
All of it took place in a dazzling dance of light, giving the impression that Lithos was an invincible being.
Vael looked at it in wonder. And at once it was also realized that Lithos was regenerating his body.
Vael quickly pressed his skill, "[Celestial Cascade]!", towards Lithos who was trying to regenerate his body.
There was no stopping in his attack, as if he was pumping those holy arrows endlessly like rushing water.
However, Lithos who was caught in the attack did not remain silent.
With the crystal energy present in the surroundings, he tried to create a crystal shield to protect himself from the unceasing rain of holy arrows.
However, the destruction and explosion of the crystal cracks that had occurred due to Vael's attack shook Lithos' defensive shield.
Amidst the increasingly chaotic situation, Lithos shouted to Vael in a heartfelt tone, "Hey! oye! You cheated give me time!" in a panicked voice, it was obvious that his attack had been interrupted by Vael's successive attacks.
However, Vael paid no heed to his cries. He continued to flow incessant attacks, maximizing the attack power of his "[Celestial Cascade].
Thousands of holy arrows continued to flow like a rushing river, attacking and tearing apart the crystal body of Lithos that was regenerating.
Suddenly, the explosion and the destruction of the crystal crack created an atmosphere of rumbling and chaos in this large room of the boss dungeon.
The cloisters and crystal crackles sound like a festive orchestra of death, adding to the increasingly heated dramatization of the battle.
Not giving Lithos a chance to restore himself, Vael continued his attacks.
BAM!
THE SHOOT!
THE DUAR!
However, it was then that he realized that his flagship skill, [Celestial Cascade], had reached the limit of daily use.
Ten times a day's use is the price to pay for great power.
Vael stopped launching attacks using the skill, giving himself time to absorb the situation.
The room of the boss dungeon Lithos now looks chaotic with crystal dust scattered in the air due to the brutal attacks he launched without stopping.
It was as if he had held a crystal fireworks party inside there.
The crystal dust slowly began to subside, revealing the scene within the room.
Vael stared with a focused gaze, and now he could clearly see Lithos' condition.
The giant crystal body shattered into fragments, leaving only its wolf crystal head that now appears cracked and brittle.
A scene that marked the success of his indomitable attack.
He felt a cold and hard sensation under his feet as he stepped on the surface of the giant crystal.
As Vael put pressure on the crystal, cracks rang out, and in an instant, Lithos' head shattered into crystal fragments scattered on the ground.
Vael's body was then thrown backwards due to the explosion of crystal fragments, yet he managed to hold himself steady.
His breath was breathless due to the fierce fight, but a feeling of relief filled his chest.
In the silence after the battle, Vael let out a long sigh.
"Fiu.. eventually the lowly dog died," he murmured.
His face reflected a feeling of satisfaction and completion after successfully defeating Lithos' threat.
After his victory, Vael suddenly felt a deep anxiety approaching him.
His eyes looked around, feeling something was not right.
Just then, the shadow of his father appeared in his mind, the memory of Lithos' attack on him constantly twitching like a ghost.
"Dad!" he exclaimed, his voice full of worry, and without hesitation, Vael slid towards every corner of the room that was still filled with crystals.
With a flap of his powerful wings, he flew rapidly from one end to the other, looking for signs of his father's whereabouts.
Vael attempted to open up every crystal debris, with a heart that was pounding rapidly.
However, after a hard effort, despair began to creep when his father was never found.
Vael's gaze searched, but nil. He was panting, tears slowly flowing down his cheeks.
"Where's dad?! I failed to protect her," he muttered, his voice shaken by disappointment and regret.
Guilt smashed into his heart, sensing that he could not yet fulfill his responsibility to protect the most important person in his life.
Without warning, there was suddenly a movement behind Vael.
However, still dissolved in his regret, Vael was unaware of the threat approaching him quickly.
In an instant, the mysterious figure leaped towards him, taking advantage of Vael's ignorance.
With an agile movement, the figure charged towards the back of Vael, seemingly eyeing his neck.
However, right at the moment of the attack, there was a rumbling sound of stalks breaking silently.
Stand off...
"You're off guard!" there was a heavy and firm voice from behind Vael, shaking the air around him.
Just then, with tears still running down her cheeks, Vael looked behind her with a full thump.
There, he saw his father with one large hand blocking the sudden attack that targeted his neck.
"Dad!" vael exclaimed with unstoppable excitement.
The presence of the great dragon, his father, arrived just at the most crucial moment.
Vael watched clearly the figure that had attacked him off guard.
A large humanoid crystal, similar to his father, now stands close to his father.
Now, the two faced off, emitting a powerful aura that was ready to explode in an inevitable battle.