The Legend Of Lyan 2

Against the Roots of Satan

‘But I have used my power a little. But the power of destruction is this big..’ Lyan watched his palm, not expecting his particular form of transformation to have an ability beyond estimation.

At first he only planned to test his own abilities. The attack just now was indeed able to sweep away all the Tree Demons and destroy many roots. But not enough to hit the Devil Root which is located at a depth of thousands of meters underground.

Master Gyo realized something then deepened in his heart. ‘Stupid basis. He tested his own strength despite knowing it had a limited time. But this has been more than a minute. Has he realized his particular form of transformation can be used longer?’

In accordance with Master Gyo's estimation, a minute had passed simultaneously when Lyan deployed the tread attack just now. Lyan can still maintain a special form of transformation even though the time of use has passed.

However, Lyan got carried away and was unaware of this.

Lyan clenched his right hand, swinging his fist firmly.

NUUAAAAR!

The Devil Tree region suffered severe damage. The attack just created a very deep hole.

Something slowly emerged from within there, creating a tremendous pressure. It looked like a heart, it was five meters in size and had countless tentacle-like roots. That is the Devil's Root.

“How dare you destroy my territory.”

The voice of the Devil Root echoed, creating a much more formidable pressure. If not protected by the transparent lotus, Yuna and Soul would probably have internal injuries.

“I won't let you this time!”

Voice's up. The gravitational field that dominated instantly collapsed.

‘Be careful, Lyan. His strength was equivalent to that of a natural level ascetic. Although it is still far below your current level, you are still not used to your new strength.’ Master Gyo warned.

‘Good, Master.’

Lyan disappeared and appeared in front of Devil Root, Devil Root attacked first by extending its tentacles but the tentacles were destroyed before reaching Lyan.

Lyan threw a hard punch, making the body of the Demon Root partially disappear.

However the body of the Devil Root regenerated again along with its tentacles.

“How can...” Lyan did not understand why a special transformation form that possessed the equivalent power of a universe-level ascetic could not destroy the Devil Root. He turned his brain to think. While the Devil Root continued to attack with its thousands of tentacles, it was still unable to break through Lyan's transparent shield.

‘Lyan, I realized one thing after you attacked this creature. Even though your form has the power of a universe-level ascetic, every time you unleash an attack the resulting power is only equivalent to a natural-level ascetic. The badness of one more attack that you unleashed would make the power level of the special transformation form decrease drastically and now your power level is only equivalent to that of an earth level ascetic. I expect you'll be back to your original form in the next two attacks.’ Master Gyo provided the information that must be known in order for Lyan not to waste his remaining strength.

Hearing Master Gyo's words made Lyan seem enlightened. ‘Thank you, Master. Thanks to you I know I can't attack this creature with a regular attack. Then I'll do something different.’

"Technique.." Lyan's eyes instantly turned full white. A huge white shadow appeared behind him, creating a tremendous pressure even the Devil Root tentacles suddenly stopped attacking before crumbling into pieces.

"Body.." Lyan suddenly disappeared from sight before appearing behind the Devil's Root. The young man's body seemed to be enveloped in a domineering white aura.

"SHADOWS!"

Lyan's form returned to its original state, the white lotus protecting his comrades slowly disappearing. ‘Only using the Shadow Body Technique have I returned to my original form. If I had been using the ascetic style.I might not have been able to maintain a special transformation before successfully using it.’.

Initially, Lyan was hesitant to use ordinary techniques or to exert ascetic skills in order to destroy the Devil's Root. Thinking that he could still use two attacks, he wanted to try them out with a regular stance first.

Lyan had not expected that after using the Shadow Body Technique, she had instantly returned to her original form. However, seeing that the Devil Root was unable to regenerate back, making him confident using the Shadow Body Technique was the right decision. That move was more than enough to annihilate the Devil Root.

“You have the same smell as Mr. Astaroth. Who are you exactly?” Devil Root asked as 60% of his body fragments had disappeared.

“What do you mean?” Lyan frowned hearing the words Devil Root.

The Devil Root laughed seeing Lyan not understanding his words.

“Although you have defeated me, don't think you'll get through this place so easily. Lord Astaroth must have realized your radiance of power as well as my death. I admit you are very strong but know your strength is not enough to touch the end of her hair. You are with your colleagues will meet death even though. ka.. u... u.. exist. lah.. ib...”.

The voice of the Devil Root sounded faintly before dissipating simultaneously all fragments of his body.

***

“Do you guys feel the power just now?”

“It comes from the Devil Tree region, Mr.” The man with long black hair and wearing a blindfold answered the words of someone who was in the dark.

“That power felt like the ascetic equivalent of the universe at first, but that power continued to show a decline. After just now that power had decreased to the ascetic level of nature, I was unable to detect it anymore now.” The beautiful woman who had purple eyeballs said so.

“And the owner of that power emits the same smell as you, Mr. Astaroth. Does he...”<TAG1> The woman hesitated to say it.

“You're right. He smells the same as me. But the devil is not that weak.” The one who was in the darkness, Astaroth, answered the woman's confusion.

Behind the two people was an old man wearing a walking stick approaching, his body bent.

“Do we have to kill him, Mr Astaroth?” ask the old man before he coughed.

“No need for you three at once. The owner of that power was still unable to control his strength well. I want you to catch him yourself, Zemus. Bring the owner of that power before me alive.”

The face of the old man, Zemus, paled before lowering his head. “Ba-well, Mr. Astaroth. I'll do it soon.”

Zemus' body turned transparent before disappearing from there.

“Master, is it okay to let Zemus take care of it?” The man wearing the blindfold felt that Zemus did not fit in with the task Astaroth was given. “Although Master has asked him to bring the owner of that power alive, but Zemus is the one who...”.

“No problem. I knew Zemus was such a person. Even so, he will not disappoint me,” said Astaroth.

“And actually I don't care if the owner of the power is dead or not. I just want to play around a little with Zemus.” Continue Astaroth with a small laugh.