My Girlfriends Are Hardcore Yanderes - Chapter 148

Chapter 148: High Level Spell
The huge creature continued to tower over the arena, its hard, glossy scales reflecting the light like a polished mirror. Each movement sent vibrations through the ground, making the floor tremble.

The audience could not tear their eyes away from the colossal beast. Even the bravest among them felt their hearts race as they stared at the serpent, its mere presence enough to send a chill down their spines.

Abir stood confidently under the protection of the beast he had summoned, no longer frustrated by the his previous failures. Pride swelled on his face as he raised his arms high, proudly displaying his borrowed power to the crowd.

“Let’s see how fast you can run away!” His voice boomed across the arena, mocking and filled with arrogance.

The creature hissed. The sound was thunderous. It echoed through the air, so loud it shook the water around the stage. This creature was no longer just an animal; it was a force, alive with an increasing amount of killing intent.

‘Let’s see if I can hold my own using just enhancement,’ he thought, feeling the familiar surge of power building in his fingertips. His body vibrated with energy, ready for whatever came next.

The serpent struck first. It launched itself forward with an unexpected speed for it’s size.

Before anyone could react, its massive mouth clamped down where Asher had stood. But he was already gone.

SWOOSH!

Asher reappeared several meters away, sliding across the arena floor. Its massive head slammed into the ground, smashing the floor into rubble. Rocks and debris flew into the air, and the protective barrier surrounding the spectators blink in and out, shielding them.

Abir’s smug smirk never faltered. He raised his staff, pouring more energy into the summon beast, urging it forward .

The creature’s movements became even more dangerous as it attacked again. This time, it swung its tail with such force that the air around it rippled and bend. The strike hit the ground with the force of a crashing boulder, sending chunks of the arena floor flying.

Asher dodged, flipping backward to avoid the tail, landing lightly on his feet. But he didn’t have time to celebrate. Its head came down with crushing force, its fangs gleaming, its intent clear: it would not stop until it had him.

He leaped again, narrowly escaping the strike.

‘I can’t just keep dodging,’ Asher thought, his muscles coiling like springs, ready to act. He bent his knees, vanishing in a blur of motion. In the next instant, he reappeared a few meters away from Abir, but the serpent was able to react.

Its scales vibrated ominously before shattering, sending a storm of razor-sharp shards in all directions.

Asher instinctively raised a hand, a defensive spell already forming around him. His body flickered with a blue glow as the protective shield solidified into place.

BOOM!

The shards slammed into the glowing barrier, sparks flying with each impact. He could feel the energy in the air as the fragments bounced off, their momentum disrupted by his barrier. Without the spell, his body would have been torn to pieces.

Seizing the opportunity, the serpent lunged with its massive jaws wide open. Fangs gleamed like polished daggers, dripping venom that sizzled as it hit the ground.

Still mid-air, he shifted his weight. With a powerful kick against the empty space, he created a burst of air pressure that propelled him sideways. The maneuver was sharp, narrowly avoiding the snapping jaws that came dangerously close to his leg.

Asher’s eyes flicked back to the beast. Its glowing eyes locked onto him, and it let out an irritated hiss before rearing back.

In a split second, it unleashed a deadly stream of venom, its tail whipping back as it propelled the liquid forward with terrifying speed.

The venom sliced through the air like a deadly whip, striking the ground with a hiss. Every surface it touched melted instantly, leaving bubbling craters in its wake.

THUD!

Asher landed lightly on his feet, his body tense as he took a moment to assess the situation.

‘This thing is even stronger than Kitsune’s avatar,’ he thought, his mind working quickly to formulate a new plan. It was a bold evaluation, especially considering how powerful she was.

Abir’s smile widened, confidence radiating from him. He felt invincible. The summon demanded a significant amount of energy to sustain, but the sheer number of artifacts he carried ensured he could maintain it for at least ten more minutes—plenty of time to secure his victory.

“Is that all you’ve got?” Abir’s voice dripped with disdain. “All that speed, and you’re still running like a scared rabbit. Pathetic!”

The serpent hissed in agreement, its coils tightening as it prepared for another strike.

“You talk big before, but now?” Abir chuckled, spreading his arms as though addressing the entire arena. “Now you’re just scrambling. Show us something worth our time!”

Asher’s expression remained calm, though the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. He wasn’t one to act arrogant, and his opponent had been the one hurling insults at him from the start, looking for an excuse to pick a fight.

It didn’t take much thought to figure out why. Jealousy, most likely.

Abir was clearly interested in Lucia—a thought that made Asher question his opponent’s sanity.

But there was no time to dwell on his enemy’s poor taste in women. This fight had already dragged on far too long.

He took a deep breath, and began to chant a spell.

“Gladius Ignis.”

As the final syllable left his lips, blue fire erupted from his hand. At first, the flames were wild and chaotic, flickering in every direction. But slowly, they began to settle, their movements becoming more controlled. The fire started to take shape, coalescing into the rough outline of a sword. Even in its incomplete form, the weapon looked scary.

Then, something unexpected happened. The flames didn’t just stabilize—they began to condense, tightening around the sword’s form. The fire flickered less, becoming more defined, until it crystallized, transforming into something that resembled glass.

The weapon gleamed, its surface smooth and reflective. It was no longer just a flame.

Asher swung the sword with a casual motion. A burst of blue fire shot forward in a wide arc, its power crackling through the air like a flamethrower. The heat was intense, scorching everything in its path.

“Impossible!” Lucia gasped, her eyes wide with disbelief.

She was a master of flame element, and she could immediately recognize the level of skill that went into the spell. Creating a flame sword was impressive enough, but crystallizing it? That was on a whole new level.

She could only come close to such mastery —when she was in her mountain goat form, relying on an artifact to enhance her flames. But Asher had done it without any help. He had created the sword entirely on his own.

It meant he had reached a level where he no longer needed artifacts. He had become a force to be reckoned with, one who could wield arcane arts on a scale that few could comprehend.

‘Who is he really?’ she wondered, her mind racing with questions. ‘And how did he master such a spell?’

The more she watched him, the more questions swirled in her mind.