The Only Enhancer - Chapter 105

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Episode 105
105 – The Combat Method of an Enchanter? (3)
4.
Simultaneous attacks erupting across Europe.
As Porthcurno in England came under assault, La Coruña in Spain and Le Havre in France were being attacked at the same time.
An unexpected onslaught.
No one could stand against it, and it resembled a sudden calamity.
The fact that this calamity carried intent was a horrifying reality.
Cities were burning simultaneously across the continent.
Even if disaster measurements had been taken, preparation and response would have been impossible.
Unless one happened to be in that exact location, it was simply beyond prevention.
Le Havre in France was no exception.
The entire city had not been annihilated, but one-third of it was burning.
One could even call that a miracle.
Because of the Kraken incident in Le Havre, the European Union had dispatched its highest-tier forces to the region.
And Liam Schmitt was one of them.
Without him, the damage would have been several times worse.
But even Liam Schmitt could not stop everything.
“Cough.”
Liam Schmitt spat blood and gazed at the humanoid calamity standing before him.
Or should it be called a demon?
Though it bore the appearance of a dragon, upon closer inspection it resembled not a dragon but a long fish of some kind.
Particularly those two heads attached to its shoulders—one could discern it was a moray eel, one of the most ferocious aquatic creatures.
On the surface, it appeared to be a human figure clad in dragon armor.
“I ask again, human. Where is the one who killed Marcia?”
“…Hehehehe, I killed her.”
Boom!
“Cough.”
His abdomen ruptured, and blood spilled forth without resistance.
It was a mortal wound, but the healers behind him poured healing magic frantically, allowing for swift recovery—though enduring was becoming nearly impossible.
Even Liam Schmitt, called the Sage, deployed various magical skills, yet they could not even touch that creature.
Against this calamity—no, this despair—Liam forced his blurring vision open and attempted to rise once more.
But.
Boom.
“Cough.”
Attacked again without resistance, Liam understood.
That it was sparing the healers behind him because it sought to extract information from him.
He knew better than anyone that this was not mercy.
“Coming here, I have come to realize. I once mocked Marcia for dying to a mere human, yet from the lingering traces of mana alone, I can discern she was quite formidable.”
“…”
A creature he couldn’t even react to, yet it was wary merely from Min-jun’s traces alone.
Indeed, no one could deny that Min-jun stood at the absolute pinnacle of the world.
Judging by its reaction, it wasn’t driven by vengeance.
But if it were such a creature, Min-jun could very well be in danger.
The measuring device had registered both the creature that Marcia called Kraken and this one as immeasurable, but from the aura and the fluctuations of power he sensed, he could tell.
This creature surpassed Kraken.
Though Min-jun had disposed of Kraken with relative ease, as Liam Schmitt, he had no way to summon Min-jun immediately when he didn’t even know where he was.
Moreover.
“Hehehehe, cough. Leaving everything to the young ones wouldn’t be very dignified, would it?”
“Quite stubborn.”
Watching the creature’s scowl, Liam Schmitt wielded his staff with desperate fervor.
Simultaneously, a colossal lava field materialized.
River Horizon—one of Liam Schmitt’s ultimate abilities.
A vicious and formidable ultimate skill that temporarily transformed all surrounding terrain into a lava wasteland.
And yet.
Crack!
The creature’s foot drove forcefully into the lava ground, and simultaneously the lava field shattered into fragments.
While everyone else stood bewildered by the incomprehensible sight, only Liam Schmitt could perceive it.
It had destroyed his mana structure, obliterating the ultimate skill itself.
The creature had used an ability, yes, but to annihilate an already-activated ultimate skill—it was beyond belief.
He couldn’t believe it even seeing it with his own eyes.
But hadn’t he already known this much?
Attempting to make one final desperate effort, he raised his staff again.
The creature waved its hand dismissively, and wind blades formed like razor-sharp steel from that gesture, infused with its ability, scattering toward Liam Schmitt.
He had to block it somehow.
He attempted to use lava magic once more to defend, but it was far too slow compared to the wind blades—just before being torn apart.
Someone appeared.
“Oh my, I’m terribly sorry for being late.”
A woman with reddish-brown hair flowing behind her, apologetically blocking all the wind blades without exception.
It was hard to believe such a delicate woman had blocked them, yet he had witnessed it directly.
Everyone could only cry out upon seeing it.
“That’s, that’s Gwen Cooper!”
“The, the Reinforce Guild!”
“We, we’re saved!”
There was some unease in their gazes at the revelation that it was Gwen.
After all, she was undeniably less reassuring than Min-jun.
But no matter what, it was the Reinforce Guild.
Everyone gazed with hopeful eyes, thinking there must be something they could rely on.
Yet Liam Schmitt could sense it.
Though he couldn’t precisely gauge her mana, he could feel Gwen’s mana flow.
‘She’s certainly strong. But….’
Compared to that creature, could she truly be called strong?
There’s no way to know.
“Huff, I doubt even I could defeat that monster.”
Though her voice trembled slightly with tension, her words were far more precise than usual.
And watching Gwen speak, the creature’s brow furrowed.
Just as Gwen was about to say more.
“Who is this woman?”
“…Well, I don’t think we’re close enough for me to tell you that!”
Gwen declared firmly, swinging her staff that blazed with orange light.
Then.
Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaang———!
A tremendous surge of frigid energy erupted, engulfing the creature.
That same skill still freezing the waters of Le Havre!
The transcendent ability unfolded once more across Le Havre.
Crrrrrrrack!
Yet it was starkly different from when it had first manifested in all its majesty.
Its power had dropped to less than half, and the creature blocked it effortlessly before retreating.
Both the sea and ground froze solid, creating a landscape of snow and ice.
Snow fell from the sky, accumulating swiftly, and the creature could feel the extreme cold penetrating its body.
Power beyond imagination indeed.
‘Something that transcends the ultimate.’
I could sense it vaguely.
An ability possessing power similar to my master’s.
But that was all.
Power inferior even to the lingering echoes left behind in this place.
So the creature smirked and spoke, gazing at Gwen.
“It seems you’re connected to the human who killed Marcia. I’m not sure why you sent this woman in her stead, but if I kill her, that human will surely come looking for me.”
The creature spoke thus and continued with a sinister grin.
“I am Jerot, the Lion of the Deep, and I shall deliver death upon you all.”
The moment the monster identified itself as Jerot.
Gwen’s eyes widened as she raised her staff.
Jerot had already appeared, launching a punch forward.
As that fist—resembling the savage face of a ferocious aquatic creature—shot forth, it released a dark blue aura simultaneously.
Kwaaaaaaa!
A force that seemed impossible to block.
Gwen was merely pushed back in the direction of the aura’s release, yet her form remained unharmed.
“Her barrier didn’t break.”
Jerot’s expression darkened upon witnessing this.
He had never imagined that this human woman possessed a barrier capable of withstanding his attack.
In other words, she was wearing defensive gear of at least +6 enhancement or higher.
But if it were merely +6, she wouldn’t have blocked it so effortlessly.
Perhaps she was equipped with a +7 item.
Jerot laughed, saying it didn’t matter either way.
The woman certainly appeared to possess considerable mana, but it paled in comparison to his own.
It was exactly as Liam Schmitt had assessed.
Yet Gwen Cooper showed no particular anxiety as she gazed at him.
“Let’s see how long you last.”
A writhing sensation.
As Jerot spoke, he brought his hands together, and the scales adorning both his arms began to writhe and undulate, coiling around them simultaneously.
There emerged an enormous moray eel’s head.
As the moray eel’s two eyes, gleaming with a sickly yellow luminescence, blazed with radiance.
A colossal surge of energy erupted from its maw.
A massive sphere of teal-blue energy.
It tore through everything in its path, and upon witnessing it, Gwen swung her staff once more.
As she wielded it with tremendous force, a colossal ice spike materialized from the heavens, colliding simultaneously with the teal-blue energy.
The extreme freezing aura and the abyssal energy that permitted no light clashed, freezing and obliterating everything around them.
Craaaaaackle!
Booooom!
Massive shockwaves rippled outward, and despite preparations for impact, the ruins of nearby structures shattered indiscriminately.
Even the Hunters in the vicinity could not withstand it, forced backward by the blast.
It was merely a fragment of the force’s shockwave.
Elite Hunters, the very best of their kind, were helplessly hurled backward by the recoil.
It was a battle that transcended the mundane.
Yet Liam Schmitt could discern the truth from what he witnessed.
‘Hmm, she won’t last much longer.’
That Gwen was formidable was already an established fact.
But Min-jun, whom I saw before?
Or even Ma Hyun-seok, who had recently ascended to Level 7—she was weaker than either of them.
As Liam Schmitt, unaware that other cities had also come under attack, he harbored doubts about why those two had not arrived.
At this rate, Gwen could truly perish.
From what I could observe, she still maintained a defensive barrier, suggesting her mana reserves remained intact.
But the disparity between her mana and his was far too vast.
The moment that ends.
‘Miss Gwen dies.’
Somehow, I too must intervene.
Yet the bitter truth was that without even a +6 item in my possession, all I could do was bear witness, and I ground my teeth at this reality.
Grrgh!
Since my awakening, I have never felt so powerless.
If only I were stronger!
If only I had reached Level 7 as well!
I would have sold my soul to the devil itself.
I never wanted to feel this helplessness again.
While Liam Schmitt was consumed by such thoughts and despair.
Jerot rushed at Gwen, unleashing a relentless barrage of punches.
And Gwen, trusting her barrier, countered his assault.
Whoooosh!
Soon, a massive ice spike grazed his flank.
But that wasn’t the end of it.
The pierced area began to freeze instantly, shattering bit by bit.
At the sight of this curse-like phenomenon, even Jerot grimaced and tore away the frozen portion of his flank with his own hands.
Craaaaaack!
“…You have quite a few tricks up your sleeve.”
His attacks weren’t landing, while Gwen’s attacks were far too effective.
The fact that her strikes bypassed his barrier was utterly infuriating.
“Huff… That’s about all I have.”
“Hmm, so your mana has run dry?”
Jerot spoke with a bitter smile.
Gwen tilted her head slightly.
As if she didn’t understand what he meant.
Jerot furrowed his brow, wondering if she’d lost her mind.
Well, it didn’t matter.
What more could he ask of a woman about to die?
Just as he was about to step forward.
“Circle of Trust.”
Gwen activated an ultimate ability contained within the necklace she wore, and in that instant, Jerot felt it.
Something immense.
A being in the form of a fairy tore through space and burst forth, transforming into human shape before grinning wickedly and speaking to Jerot.
And Jerot could now understand.
That the black sphere held by this man belonged to his comrade who had gone to Spain.
“I am Kim Min-jun. What is your name?”

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