The Only Enhancer - Chapter 152

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Episode 152
152 – The Fairy Prince’s Benevolence (2)
Ursula couldn’t help but tense as she regarded Min-jun.
The Min-jun she perceived was, in essence, a monster.
More precisely, an incompletely matured monster—one whose current level was visibly lower than her own. Yet the artifacts he possessed were each far from ordinary.
Though some remained unfinished, she sensed the aura of a Nine-Rank item among them.
She knew well that even a single one of those could reduce her to pulp.
But.
-‘He cannot use it.’
Ursula was certain of this.
Haeundae was not so distant from the City.
Wasn’t it commonly said that those with much to protect were at a disadvantage?
Despite such circumstances, Ursula didn’t believe herself particularly favored.
Not knowing what abilities Min-jun possessed, would she unleash wide-area attacks?
That could prove counterproductive.
Precisely because such attacks spread wide, their damage weakened—a vulnerability he could exploit.
An assault targeting only Min-jun would prove far more devastating.
As Ursula calculated thus, Min-jun too assessed her with narrowed eyes.
‘Stronger than I anticipated.’
She felt more formidable than those Sky Warriors from before.
Confronting her alone might prove more troublesome than facing those two Elders then.
That made sense—the Sky Realm Elders had been mere warriors, while Ursula was a witch.
She would surely rely on sorcery and magic.
Yet as a monster, she likely wouldn’t be weak in close combat either.
Of course, one could only know by testing it.
Whoosh!
Thus Ursula moved first.
Her form flickered and vanished, reappearing above Min-jun’s head, vast mana coalescing in her palm.
Instantly, deep-blue magical circles bloomed from her grasp.
Multiple circles rotated within her hand like interlocking gears.
The time it took for the circles to move while radiating light was merely an instant.
In temporal terms, perhaps 0.001 seconds?
Yet Min-jun reacted.
The moment Ursula appeared, his eyes blazed as he spun his body upward to face her.
Shing!
Drawing the Phantom Blade, Emptiness, the magic activated—a deep-blue energy beam containing the Abyss itself shot toward Min-jun.
Like darkness consuming the night, the energy beam carved through space. Min-jun swung Emptiness to deflect it.
Screeeeeech!
A sound like a death wail pierced the air, and Min-jun’s expression darkened.
Unable to fully parry it, he plummeted to the ground alongside the energy beam.
Boom!
A guttural growl echoed across the sand.
Sand erupted in a massive cloud across the beach, and Ursula remained vigilant, refusing to let her guard slip.
She moved instantly, and the sound of a blade slashing through the air rang out exactly where she had been standing moments before.
Whoosh.
That piercing sound sent a chill racing down Ursula’s spine.
She had dodged on pure instinct, yet the real attack had still come for her.
He was the monster here, not her.
As these thoughts crossed her mind, Ursula’s eyes narrowed into slits.
Min-jun’s reflection flickered in her captivating gaze.
Had he dodged? No—his clothes were torn in several places, shredded as if gnawed by insects.
It was almost incomprehensible that he had endured such an attack.
But Ursula knew well enough that this was no time for shock.
She channeled her mana once more, tracing a new magic circle.
This time, however, Min-jun was faster.
Before the magic circle could fully materialize, he was already upon her, his blade sweeping through empty air.
—I must escape.
She repositioned her body with lightning speed to evade, then attempted to stabilize her mana and reconstruct the circle, but a sound stopped her cold.
Slice!
The sound of something being cut.
She had dodged—so how was she bleeding?
When her eyes opened, she could see her magic circles splitting cleanly in two.
—What is this…?
Kaboom!
The backlash of mana detonated the magic circle right before her.
Who could have imagined that magic circles could be severed?
Yet that wasn’t enough—Min-jun rushed forward with terrifying speed, forcing Ursula to charge at him as well to meet his blade.
The sight of Min-jun charging forward with his sword looked exactly like a monster hunting monsters.
At this rate, she would be overwhelmed and killed.
Ursula needed to play her trump card and change the tide of battle.
The most suitable skill came to mind, and she furrowed her brow as she unleashed one of her transcendent abilities.
—Come forth, curse doll.
A bone-chilling shriek tore through the air.
The sky darkened ominously as the sound echoed outward.
Behind Ursula, a murky, damp aura erupted forth, and two grotesquely decayed, massive hands emerged, their flesh rotting and sunken.
They were so decomposed that bleached bone showed through in countless places.
An eerie presence settled over everything.
Min-jun felt it too.
—What is that?
A technique of such overwhelming power that it froze even his movements in place.
According to Bayana Uldin, it appeared to be an eighth-level transcendent technique called the Pinnacle of Transcendence.
The moment Min-jun saw it, he tried to move to block it, but found himself completely paralyzed.
Those grotesque hands held a straw doll pierced with nails and a hammer, and with them gripped, she swung the hammer through the air toward the nail embedded in the straw doll.
Clang!
A wet, gurgling sound.
The nail driven into the straw doll’s heart struck with tremendous force, and a horrific noise echoed out.
Blood vessels burst and sprayed from the heart with each convulsion.
It was grotesque beyond measure, yet it was far more than merely grotesque.
“Ugh.”
I couldn’t fully comprehend the principle behind it.
But I could tell it was a form of curse.
A curse that ignored all the effects of eighth-tier armor and dealt damage regardless.
She was certainly a difficult and troublesome opponent.
Had it not been for that, I would have seized victory and ended this immediately, yet she managed to defend against it while playing her trump card.
“Quite skilled, aren’t you?”
-It’s not over yet.
Flashing an alluring smile, Ursula seized the moment of my injury and rapidly drew magical circles.
I could sense it instinctively as I watched.
All of these spells possessed their own independent power.
I quickly committed them to memory and moved to evade.
That curse from moments ago was proving remarkably persistent—moving was difficult enough without attempting to counterattack.
I cast multiple buffs and healing spells upon myself as I retreated.
Just as I did, her magic completed and came hurtling toward me.
Something like a black star streaked toward me with a long, comet-like tail.
Seeing that missile-like attack, I drew forth my shield.
The shield of attraction and repulsion that had proven useful in my battles with the Sky Warriors’ Elders—I activated its effects immediately.
I drew each incoming attack toward the shield using attraction while simultaneously pushing them away with repulsion.
As a result, those missile-like objects detonated in mid-air as if striking an invisible wall.
Boom, boom, boom, boom!
Countless black stars exploded in the air, scattering like stars and weaving patterns across the void.
But Ursula could only furrow her brow as her attack failed.
As I extended my shield toward Ursula, attraction activated simultaneously.
Whoooosh!
As the powerful attraction took hold, Ursula staggered for a moment, but then her form vanished, reappearing elsewhere.
The attraction’s force broke momentarily, and the instant Ursula reappeared, I activated attraction once more.
Unable to escape the powerful pull, Ursula’s balance wavered, and I rushed forward, swinging my blade at her.
-Tch.
In that instant, Ursula quickly formed hand seals and manifested magic without a circle.
She summoned a torrent of water at the crushing pressure of the Deep Sea and fired it toward me, and I responded by using the shield’s repulsion.
Whiiiing!
The shield gleamed briefly, then curved the torrent of water away entirely. Seeing Ursula’s defense, Min-jun rushed forward with blinding speed and swung his blade.
A sickening cry tore through the air!
Blood erupted skyward as his sword bit deep into her left shoulder, and her expression crumpled in agony.
But Ursula seized that very instant, weaving her fingers through a new incantation to unleash her magic.
Her catalyst was her own blood, scattered through the air.
With it, she manifested a spell of devastating power.
Wherever they wandered, the blood of sorcerers and shamans always became a potent reagent.
And the magic born from that reagent took the form of a colossal dragon’s maw, tearing at Min-jun without restraint.
The sound of splintering echoed like thunder!
Caught off guard by the dragon’s sudden appearance, even Min-jun raised his shield defensively—only to watch it shatter under the beast’s relentless bite.
With no choice remaining, Min-jun released the attractive force binding Ursula and redirected it toward the dragon, unleashing both attraction and repulsion simultaneously.
The dragon’s maw froze mid-air, and Min-jun cleaved through it with a single, effortless stroke.
The blade sang as it cut!
Bisected clean through its gaping maw, the dragon dissolved into nothingness. Ursula watched Min-jun with the wariness one reserves for monsters, gritting her teeth as she healed her wound.
As though time itself reversed, the injury sealed itself closed. Min-jun could only stare in disbelief.
“That’s an insane ability.”
-You dare call it insane when you wield such artifacts? At least have the decency to be honest about your deception, don’t you think?
Watching Ursula’s irritable jab, Min-jun chuckled softly.
She wasn’t wrong, but Min-jun had no choice but to acknowledge her prowess.
This level of skill had barely emerged from facing two Sky Warrior Elders, yet she was performing the work of two alone—he had to admit she was an exceptional practitioner of the craft.
Min-jun gazed at her, exhaled quietly, and spoke his final words.
“I understand you’re formidable, but things won’t unfold as you’ve imagined.”
Ursula’s brow furrowed at those words.
Yet she spoke as though amused by his naiveté.
-No matter what you say, Successor, I know you can’t possibly grasp everything.
“That may be true, but our Guild members are more than capable of holding back your subordinates.”
-Hmph, it won’t be that simple.
“Then look for yourself.”
-What are you… …!!!?
At Min-jun’s words, Ursula’s gaze swept toward Busan, and she felt the auras of those she’d sent vanishing one by one.
Not dead or unconscious—they had simply ceased to exist.
Vanished from that very location.
Feeling this, her pupils trembled violently as she stared at Min-jun.
Seeing the unspoken question in Ursula’s gaze, Min-jun smirked and answered.
“We weren’t unprepared. They’re probably fighting right now in some quiet neighborhood.”
-….
Yet there was something Min-jun himself did not know.
The trump card Ursula had held in reserve.
Its aura still lingered, unmistakable.
In other words, something Min-jun had yet to discover.
I had to preserve that hand no matter what.
Ursula’s eyes sharpened as she spoke with fierce determination.
-No matter what, our plan will succeed. Young descendant.
With those words, she spread her hands again and deployed a magical circle.
As countless magical circles unfurled behind her back, Min-jun had no choice but to move swiftly without hesitation.
‘There’s something more to this scheme, isn’t there?’
It seemed there was something I still hadn’t discovered.
If that was the case, I had no choice.
‘I need to finish this quickly and crystallize her essence.’

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