St Chaos Healer

Epilogue - The Biyak Forest Incident (Part 2)

Belarus's malicious grin widened as he taunted, "So there were five of you mages, huh?... Oh, my mistake, it's just down to four now."

The remaining warriors were consumed by anger.
"Avenge her!" the flame mage bellowed furiously.

The earth mage thrust both his arms on the ground, chanting, "Earth spear!"
From the ground, a sharp triangular rock shaped like a spear surged forth, aiming straight for Belarus's chest.

However, the stone spear failed to even pierce Belarus's skin.
With a casual motion of his hand, he shattered the rock spear instantly.

Meanwhile, a fellow warrior attempted to attack from Belarus's blind side, lunging with jaguar-like paws with all his might.
Yet, the impact only resulted in his own claws breaking against Belarus's seemingly invulnerable skin.

In a swift retaliation, Belarus whirled around.
"Allow me to demonstrate how real claws function!"

As he said so, Belarus's arm transformed, scales sprouting forth, and his arm grotesquely morphed into a monstrous claw.

With this formidable claw, he punctured the jaguar mage's abdomen, then effortlessly flung the wounded warrior aside,
"That's how a real claw works!"

"Meril!" his comrades cried out, seeing their wounded comrade.

One of their warriors dashed forward to aid the wounded jaguar mage.

At this point the warrior's face was disgruntled.

The earth mage raised his arms and shouted "Earth lock."
From the ground, rock pillars erupted encasing Belarus in a pyramid-shaped prison.

Their fire mage not waiting a moment spread his arms, "Inferno Blaze!"
Powerful Flames surged around the pyramid cage, engulfing the cage and Belarus with it.

The intensity of the flames was so overwhelming that even the nearby village houses started getting ignited. The villagers fled in a frenzy trying to escape the searing heat and running into the woods.

The psychic bug mage carried the injured Jaguar warrior to safety from the battlefield.
Meanwhile, the Jaguar warrior was bleeding profusely from the deep gash in his abdomen. He already lost a lot of blood and it was very difficult to save him.

The flame mage continued to channel all his mana relentlessly into his spell. Even the solid pillars of the earth began to liquefy and transform into flowing lava under the sheer heat.
The fierce flame spell lasted for a whole minute.

Exhausted, the fire mage finally ceased his spell, his breath ragged.
"Is he finally dead?" mumbled the earth mage, weariness evident in his tone.

The flame mage panted heavily, too drained to reply.

Peace seemed to have been restored and it looked like a victory for the warriors or so they thought.

To their dismay, the molten lava resonated with the echoes of laughter.
"That was a neat trick there, boy," a deep, terrifying voice reverberated.

It was different from Belarus's usual voice, possessing an eerie, resonating quality.

Emerging from the molten lava was a tall humanoid figure, its body covered in crimson scales. Long, grotesque claws extended from its hands, and its head resembled a monstrous beast, complete with jagged jaws and horned appendages.

Unbelievably, the creature was none other than Belarus himself, having assumed his transmutant form.
He stepped out of the lava with a fluid grace, as if it were a mere swimming pool. The flames had seemingly left no impact on him as if he was inherently immune to their scorching effect.