Akashic Records of the Bastard Child Engaged to a Goddess

Chapter 33: We have a Crimson Witch?

Chapter 33: We have a Crimson Witch?

[POV: The omniscient Akashic Records]

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As the minotaurs marched forward with their weapons, axes, clubs, and shields, Mojito felt a sense of dread creeping up his spine. The thick smell of rust and blood from the wild animals they devoured prior to entering battle filled the air. Their chanting of a war anthem only added to the tension in the air.

"Brothers!" Mojito shouted to the grygans surrounding him. "Do not falter! Show your strength and make our great lord, Lumiere Venrite Del Silva, proud!"

But just then, a minotaur taller and more muscular than the others emerged. The spikes and bulk of its armor made it seem like a god of war. The smell emanating from its axe was enough to make Mojito nauseous.

As soon as the Minotaur General, Hargeeth, revealed himself, Mojito couldn't help but feel a sense of fear, for this foe was stronger than any minotaur he'd ever come across. Its dark purple aura left him feeling weak, as if the energy around Hargeeth was suffocating him.

"Are you the Minotaur Lord?" Mojito asked, fear creeping into his voice.

The answer was no.

"My lord Lumiere Venrite Del Silva will claim victory for us!" Mojito exclaimed, trying to gain back some of the confidence he'd lost.

"Ha ha ha," Hargeeth laughed mockingly. "You and your grygans stand no chance against the might of the minotaurs. But if you insist on challenging us, then let us see if you can handle my strength."

As soon as Hargeeth finished speaking, he unleashed a torrent of energy that shook the ground beneath them. The grygans held on tight, but even with their combined strength, they could feel themselves being pushed back. The strength of Hargeeth was unbelievable.

Mojito braced himself, his fists at the ready. He knew that he and his men were in for the fight of their lives. The tension between them thickened as they waited for Hargeeth to strike, but no one dared to move.

And then, the sound of a heavy thud echoed across the field as Hargeeth charged at Mojito with his axe.

Mojito quickly raised his body shield to block the incoming blow, but the force of it knocked him back a few steps. He gritted his teeth and swung his fist at Hargeeth, but the minotaur dodged it with ease and countered with a swift kick that knocked Mojito off his feet.

Mojito scrambled to his feet as Hargeeth charged at him again, pushing him back with each swing of his axe. Despite his best efforts, Mojito found himself slowly being pushed back towards his own army.

"We have to hold him off!" Mojito shouted to his grygans. "We cannot let him reach our men!"

The grygans responded with a fierce cry and charged at Hargeeth from all sides, attacking him with their axes and swords. Hargeeth swung his axe with incredible speed, but the grygans were too quick for him and managed to dodge most of his attacks.

Mojito's eyes burned with intensity as he stared at Hargeeth, determined to best him in this battle. He charged forward, his muscles bulging with power, as he landed a powerful punch to Hargeeth's chest.

The ground beneath them cracked as Hargeeth blocked it with his axe, the impact of the blow shaking the very earth itself. Mojito didn't relent, unleashing a flurry of punches so quick that even the grygans watching were amazed.

His fists moved like bullets, the power behind them causing heavy winds to explode out like cannons. Hargeeth was able to survive this barrage of punches with his shield, but he was clearly struggling to keep up.

Mojito jumped back, maintaining a ten-meter distance between him and Hargeeth. He screamed at the top of his lungs as his white hair flew upward, crackling with electricity. ?Lightning Hammer!?

He charged for Hargeeth like a blue streak of light, his fist aimed for the minotaur's gut. Hargeeth engulfs his fist in a dark aura and shoots it forward, clashing with Mojito's with a sizable explosion of energy that devastated the ground beneath them.

The resulting crater was evidence of the intense power behind their attacks. Mojito was blown back and rolled roughly on the ground, his body battered and bruised. As he got back onto one knee, panting heavily, Hargeeth loomed over him, ready to strike the final blow.

"You're a tough one," Hargeeth growled. "But not tough enough."

Mojito gritted his teeth and raised his fists, ready to fight until the bitter end. "I won't let you defeat me!" he shouted, his voice filled with determination.

With that, the two charged at each other, axe and fist clashing in a fierce battle of strength and skill.

Each strike was filled with a power that rivaled the thunderstorms above them, their movements so fast that it would be impossible for an untrained eye to follow.

Hargeeth's eyes gleamed with a fierce determination as the horn sprouted from his forehead, charging with an explosive energy that looked capable of annihilating anything in its path.

?Grand Buster!? he roared, unleashing a formidable beam of energy that was set to destroy everything in its way, including Mojito and his men.

Mojito shut his eyes, accepting what seemed to be his inevitable fate. But a sudden and powerful slash of energy came from above, striking Hargeeth's beam and creating an explosion that sent everyone flying.

As the dust settled, it was revealed that Serena had descended from the skies, soaring down with bat-like wings and black horns displayed. In her hand, she held an awe-inspiring weapon -- <> -- a longsword of Rank A that possessed the ability to enhance the user's stats as long as they wielded it.

The blade was a sight to behold, with a sharp edge that shimmered like the night sky and a hilt encrusted with scintillating diamonds that complemented its structure perfectly.

The sheer power emanating from <> was enough to outclass Hargeeth's ?Grand Buster?.

Serena darted her eyes towards Hargeeth with an intense gaze, and he could feel her wrath emanating from every fiber of her being. "You thought you could harm my companions and get away with it?" she growled, her voice filled with venom.

Mojito and his men looked on in awe, grateful for Serena's intervention.

They knew as well as anyone that as the fiancée of Grygan Lord Lumiere, she was a force equal to, if not stronger than, him.

Hargeeth watched Serena with a mix of fear and awe, as she powered up <> and readied herself for battle.

Serena flew towards Mojito and his men, concern etched on her face. "Are you all alright?" she asked.

Mojito nodded, but his eyes darted around as he scanned the area. "Where's Lumiere?"

"He's still back with some of the other grygans," Serena replied. "He sent me ahead to help you guys."

She hovered just above the ground, her wings beating softly as she confronted Hargeeth, the Minotaur General.

"You can never wi—" (Hargeeth)

Just then, there was a loud explosion, and the ground shook beneath their feet. A massive blast had obliterated eighty minotaurs, leaving a smoking crater in its wake.

Hargeeth, the Minotaur General, was staring at the destruction, his mouth agape.

"What was that?!" he exclaimed.

"That's the power of the Grygans!" Serena declared, hovering in front of him. "And you've just witnessed a taste of what we can do."

The impact of the blast was felt far and wide, and even Skarz and Fenghis from the minotaur army could see it in the distance.

Fenghis and Skarz, watching from a distance, were equally shocked at the display of power. "Who did that?" Fenghis demanded.

"It has to be the Grygan Lord," Skarz answered.

But little did they know that it was actually Fasit who had unleashed the unprecedented level of [Fire Magic] that had caused the explosion. Fasit looked smug as she surveyed the devastation.

"The minotaurs are no match for us," she taunted, her hair looking like bright flames. "They should have known better than to challenge the might of the Grygans and our allies."

Fasit had gained the [Fire Demon's Grace], a powerful ability bestowed upon her after the curse was broken, this converted the [Fire Demon's Curse] to a buff.

The heat emanating from her was intense, and her hair looked like bright flames as she stood with Mimosa on the other side of the Wyvern Pass.

--- Status ---

Name: Fasit Del Silva

Race: Great Grygan

Age: Chronologically 120 | Biologically 25

Titles: Crimson Witch

Class: High Mage

Physical Strength: 34/34

MP: 8,000/8,000

Magic Arts: [Fire Magic] (Rank S+), [Lightning Magic] (Rank A), [Wind Magic] (Rank B), [Water Magic] (Rank B) | [Explosion Series]

Magic Skills: Integral Skill: [Night Vision] (Rank A), [Enhanced Hearing] (Rank C), [Enhanced Vision] (Rank B) | Additional Skill: [Corrode] (Rank B), [Destruction Circle] (Rank A)

Sacred Benefaction: Fire Demon's Grace