Infinite Paths: The Raging Phoenix

A wind Barrier blocked his attack once again, but Rain didn't stop there, he raised his left arm and like he was swinging down an ax, he bit the right arm of the enemy. Seizing a critical moment, Rain attacked decisively. His ax kick, delivered with precision, targeted the enemy's right arm. The impact landed like a thunderclap, and the force of it snapped bones audibly.

The spearman's grip on their weapon faltered, the spear teetering on the edge of his grasp as they grappled with searing pain. Rain acted swiftly, capitalizing on this vulnerability. In one seamless motion, he disarmed his adversary, gaining control of the spear.

With the spear now firmly in his possession, Rain braced for the inevitable retaliation from his disarmed foe, who was now left weaponless and enraged. The tables had turned in his favor, and he was poised to make the most of this newfound advantage.

"Thank you for your generous donation," Rain thought.

The atmosphere among the royal guards grew tense and filled with disbelief as they witnessed their leader losing his weapon. This unexpected twist had taken them completely by surprise, and the shock was evident on their faces.

Whispers and gasps circulated through their ranks as they watched the once-mighty spearman, now disarmed and struggling to regain his composure. A mix of fear and uncertainty hung in the air.

Some guards exchanged hesitant glances, while others hesitated in deciding whether to support their fallen leader or confront the looming threat posed by Rain, who now held his weapon. The atmosphere was heavy with tension, and the outcome of this sudden turn of events remained uncertain, casting doubt over the once-confident demeanor of the royal guards.

Even while the enemy was unarmed, their leader was unable to win against an unarmed enemy… Thanks to that, they moved to interfere with the outcome of the battle.

The wounded Spearman jumped away from Rain and the others threw their spears at him. Rain felt like testing the abilities of the spear, but instead of doing that, he jumped with all his might and avoided the attacks.

In the next moment, Rain thrusted the spear toward the enemy, but nothing happened… he wasn't even able to wield mana as well. With a heavy sigh, he coiled his body like a spring and then threw the spear back at the spearman.

The spear that Rain threw flying while in making a high pitching sound. The target didn't have the chance to react to it, no one saw the weapon moving, but they saw that eventually, the weapon pierced their leader's chest.

An unknown skill leveled up.

An unknown skill leveled up.

An unknown skill leveled up.

The champion's path received 24.000 experience points.

The champion's path leveled up.

Your Strength, Vitality and Endurance increased  by 70 points.

Rain took a deep breath when he landed. It seemed that the spear had more tricks than he had imagined… he will have to take that home and investigate it, but before that, he had some work to do.

While the guards were hesitant, Rain dashed toward the body and took over the spear and then dashed toward the castle.

The royal guards there tried to block his path, but Rain swung the spear with all his might and knocked them down with shields and everything.

Rain looked around wondering where in the hell they would have put the core of the anti magic barrier… it would be too obvious to put it in the throne room and Rain had been there before…

While he was thinking about that, Rain heard a massive Barrage of bolts toward him. Still, he turned around and then spun his spear to block all the attacks… It worked like a charm. Rain spun the spear so fast that it looked like a proper shield.

"If I were them, I would put them in the most well protected place, but also out of sight…" Rain thought.

Rain could only think of a single place that fit the criteria. So, he turned around and then dashed toward the throne room.

Rain kicked the door of the throne room and with a thunderous roar, his kick knocked down the door and sent it flying to the distance. That kind of thing was weirdly relaxing, kicking doors.

In the dead of night, the throne room exuded an eerie atmosphere. Dim moonlight barely penetrated the lofty windows, casting feeble glimmers onto the polished marble floor. The once intricate patterns etched into the marble now seemed ghostly, their beauty concealed in the shadows.

The room's colossal pillars stood like silent sentinels, their details obscured in the dim light. At the chamber's far end, the regal throne rested on a raised dais, its ornate carvings and golden accents barely distinguishable. It loomed ominously, once a symbol of authority and power, now enshrouded in uncertainty.

Rain ignored all that and kept running toward the throne and eventually kicked the whole thing. It was made of silver and gold, but that wasn't hard enough to endure Rain's kick. Rain wondered if he should take the throne and sell for some potions, but he decided to think about that later… because he saw a red crystal under it.

"Jackpot, huh?" Rain thought.

Usually, Rain would destroy that without hesitation, but he had the feeling that Joanis also predicted that he would do that, so Rain jumped toward the ceiling of the room before tossing the spear toward the red blood crystal.

The explosion of energy that made the entire castle tremble when the spear pierced the red crystal. In a single moment, everything in a ten meter radius from the crystal disappeared like it had been eaten by an invisible sphere… only the spear was kef behind.

"What the fuck was that…" Rain thought while furrowing his eyebrows.

Rain landed and looked around and he could feel everyone's magic presence again… at that point in time, Rain could feel the royal guards running away from the castle and the only ones inside it were him, Branden and Esmeralda.

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