The Only Enhancer - Chapter 191

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Episode 191
191 – Combat and Magic (2)
When Min-jun’s eyes began to glow, Decan exhaled softly, already anticipating the mounting difficulty ahead. There was no avoiding it. Until moments ago, that creature had been unable to weave skills, combat techniques, and magic into a unified whole. Now, watching him shine with such unmistakable brilliance sent chills down Decan’s spine.
Though certainty eluded him, Decan’s instincts spoke clearly.
Things would become far more challenging now. What else could this mean?
Min-jun had transcended his previous limitations.
Decan assumed a combat stance, facing this transformed opponent.
Min-jun moved first.
As he moved, he wielded seven stars, and a gravitational field materialized.
Decan had anticipated as much and launched himself to escape the field—but in that instant, he sensed something fundamentally different. All previous gravitational fields had pulled downward into the earth, yet this one emanated from behind him.
Gravity, one manifestation of universal attraction, is the force by which a star draws all things toward itself.
In other words, it is a form of attractive force.
A gravitational field merely amplified this attraction, intensifying its power.
And now Min-jun had strengthened the universal attraction pulling toward himself—toward Decan specifically.
Certainly, amplifying the universal attraction required far more mana than enhancing Earth’s natural gravity, but the payoff was immense: it created a devastating opening in Decan’s defense.
-‘What is this…?’
In the moment Decan hesitated in shock, Min-jun cast a teleportation spell and swung Void in the same breath. Decan, frozen mid-motion, could not react in time and was cut.
Min-jun had chosen his target with surgical precision: Decan’s slender, agile legs.
Shhk!
As Decan’s thigh was cleaved like tofu, he could not help but grimace.
His arms had been defending, so had Min-jun targeted them, the wound would not have been so devastatingly clean.
The same applied to his torso. Yet in that fleeting instant, Min-jun had discerned the weakness and slashed through the thigh instead.
Just as Decan adapted to the gravitational field and attempted to move, his leg was severed, creating another critical opening—and Min-jun seized it without hesitation.
He swung Void again while simultaneously unleashing magic.
He carved through Decan’s chest and channeled magic directly into the wound.
Blood Burst—a spell that detonates through the bloodstream itself.
One of the techniques Ursula had taught him.
Though Decan had braced for defense, the shallow laceration from Void allowed the Blood Burst to propagate through his body. Min-jun vanished like light itself, teleporting away in an instant.
And the moment he disappeared—
Boom! Boom-boom-boom-boom! Crash—————————————!
Chain explosions erupted, shredding Decan’s insides, and what had been a shallow cut was transformed into ribbons of flesh by the cascading detonations.
Ravaged beyond recognition, magma suddenly erupted from the void and healed Decan’s body. Watching Min-jun, Decan could only acknowledge the truth.
Growing stronger even in the midst of battle.
Extraordinary talent. Now he understood.
Min-jun had not yet reached the Fairy King’s level. His raw power had surpassed the Fairy King’s, yet had he possessed the Fairy King’s mastery, Decan would have been torn apart without exchanging more than a few blows.
But Min-jun did not yet possess such overwhelming strength.
Or rather, he possessed it but could not fully control it—that much was undeniable.
Still, Decan believed the gap was closing rapidly.
-‘Not much time remains before he surpasses the Fairy King.’
With Min-jun’s talent, it was inevitable.
I could be certain of it.
Because of this, even if I could not achieve victory here and now, I had to inflict as much damage as possible.
A blow to the soul that transcended mere physical trauma.
Only then would there be disruption in handling mana and magic.
Of course, even that would heal within a few months if it were Min-jun’s level of power.
But in that time, Ursula would absorb all of the Monster King’s factors, and when that moment came, Ursula would dominate this planet and more.
With such thoughts, I laughed and adjusted my stance.
Min-jun, observing me like this, marveled and adjusted his own stance.
“Honestly, it’s hard to catch up in martial combat.”
—And yet you’re still developing. It’s simply astounding.
“Learning by observation itself is easy enough.”
At those words, I was left speechless, but I smiled slightly and nodded. Well, Min-jun had every right to say such things.
For him, it would truly be easy.
So I pressed my genuine feelings deep down and spoke.
—I must inflict some damage on you here, no matter what.
“Is there something behind this?”
—Heh, testing me even though you’ve already noticed? How amusing.
“…Hmm, well, don’t drag this out. Let’s do this properly.”
—Very well.
At Min-jun’s words, my feet shot forward and struck the ground.
Then I moved my feet in a strange pattern unlike boxing footwork.
It resembled the footwork of Chinese martial arts or the movement techniques found in martial arts novels, and Min-jun opened his eyes wide, committing it all to memory.
As my mana writhed in accordance with the footwork, he couldn’t help but gape in astonishment.
Even Uldin couldn’t do this—he watched intently, wondering what it was, and felt the mana becoming refined with each step of the footwork.
Moreover, as the mana itself amplified, the amplified mana radiated outward as I moved, and he could see mana gathering at my fingertips, shining brilliantly.
Was this the martial technique from novels and comics?
Realizing why it was called martial combat, Min-jun opened his eyes wide, gripped his sword, and attempted to mimic the movement slightly.
He couldn’t immediately replicate it, but he could understand the principle to some degree.
The footwork’s purpose was to accept the mana rising from the earth. He would refine that mana, move his body, and amplify the refined mana. As the amplified mana concentrated at my sharp fingertips, it shone brilliantly and maximized its sharpness.
Resembling the sword energy from novels, Min-jun could comprehend it.
Simply infusing mana wouldn’t produce such power. And grasping that principle, he applied it in his own way.
Min-jun felt the energy flowing from the earth and, using only steel mana—one of his characteristic manas—absorbed it through his soles.
Without realizing it, as he extended his feet, his stance naturally shifted to one that absorbed mana more efficiently, and moving in that stance, he found himself executing the same footwork as mine.
As the energy spread through his body, he perceived a natural path for wielding his sword.
As I charged forward and Min-jun instinctively swung his sword, steel mana naturally began to gather on the blade, and soon the mana coalesced on the sword, forming a sword energy like mine.
—!!!!!!!
I was shocked beyond measure.
Could he really observe this and immediately replicate me, creating his own footwork and swordsmanship?
Truly, a monstrous talent.
But knowing I couldn’t afford to merely admire, I moved with all my might.
When Decan’s blade energy collided with Min-jun’s, the qi erupted outward in all directions, shredding the ground Decan had created into tatters.
Though the scarred earth quickly regenerated, both Decan and Min-jun were pushed back by the force of the collision, their eyes locked in deadly intent.
Decan’s chest was slashed anew by the blade energy, lava pouring freely from the wound, while Min-jun’s left hand—which had been gripping seven stars—hung severed at the shoulder.
Blood streaming from his wound, Min-jun let out a bitter laugh as he examined his shoulder.
‘It’s not healing.’
He felt the wound from the blade energy recovering far more slowly than usual.
Despite employing every recovery skill and spell at his disposal, the healing was sluggish. It wasn’t that recovery was impossible, but the slowness was terrifying to comprehend.
‘Wounds from blade energy… magical recovery is nearly impossible against them.’
This was an extraordinarily dangerous technique.
Only someone of Decan’s caliber could wield it; others would be incapable of such mastery.
Aside from Decan, perhaps only Mik possessed the ability to use it?
A fleeting worry crossed Min-jun’s mind—that the executives would need to handle Mik carefully—but he dismissed it as he focused on Decan before him.
After all, his own situation was equally perilous.
There was no point worrying about others until he secured his own survival.
With this realization, Min-jun raised his blade toward Decan, moving with renewed purpose.
As Min-jun contemplated this, Decan trembled while observing him, shaking his head.
If he allowed himself to be lost in admiration, he could die right here; he needed to push himself harder.
Yet no method to defeat Min-jun came to mind.
Min-jun’s abilities were simply overwhelming.
He had deployed his martial technique without hesitation, yet Min-jun had matched it effortlessly.
No—he had surpassed it.
Impossibly, Min-jun had instantaneously created his own martial technique using characteristic mana.
The fact that he had instinctively chosen characteristic mana with excellent synergy to his technique spoke to his exceptional prowess.
-‘I am giving my all as well.’
Yet against Min-jun, who grew stronger with each passing moment, he felt only his own insufficiency.
Steeling his resolve to unleash everything, Decan raised both arms.
Seeing the wound flowing across his chest, another injury here could prove catastrophic.
And yet, he considered it.
-‘If I shed my skin, I could endure longer.’
But the moment of shedding would leave him vulnerable, requiring caution.
Decan thought that moment might become his chance to counterattack, and with that, he released his power, his eyes blazing with intensity.
As Decan’s eyes ignited, Min-jun moved in response.
The instant Decan’s hands swept upward from below, a skill manifested, and lava erupted from the ground like a beam of light.
Or rather, it attempted to.
The moment Min-jun detected it, he conjured a massive gravitational field aligned with the lava beam’s trajectory, causing the beam to plummet back into the earth before it could fully launch.
As the lava beam became useless in an instant, Decan seized the molten matter, manipulating it freely to form a colossal hand that he hurled toward Min-jun.
Within that massive hand, he wove his martial technique, extending his fist.
The enormous lava-infused hand became a fist wrapped in martial technique energy, hurtling toward Min-jun. Seeing this, Min-jun gripped his blade, held his breath, and swung with all his might.
Steel-attribute energy blazed across his blade with unprecedented sharpness, cutting cleanly through the fist wrapped in martial technique energy and lava.
Since it was not Decan’s actual body, the blade severed it with ease, and seizing the opening, Decan moved to close the distance—only for a colossal blade to fall from the sky, wrapped in steel-attribute blade energy, descending upon him with devastating force.
“It’s not something only you can do.”

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