Chapter 1716 – Beam of the Heavens

Singularity is a heck of a spell, if I do say so myself. Earned for reaching the next rank of Gravity Mana speciality, it’s definitely one of my personal favourites and packs a heck of a punch. To offset that absurd damage potential is the mind-cracking difficulty in casting the lousy thing.

Not only is the pattern more complex than a sculpture carved from jelly, it’s just plain hard to hold the mana in place.

To create the disaster beam of doom that comes out of the singularity, I basically have to hold two gravity bombs in place and let them bleed into each other. Handling that much mana is a massive pain in the thorax; handling it so delicately is twice as bad!

Nevertheless, I make no move to hide what I’m doing as I draw out the mana and begin to weave it. Without any time pressure, I don’t rush the process, letting the energy flow like a thundering river as I shape it and give it purpose. Before long, power is radiating out around me, a screaming warning and clanging alarm bell to anyone paying attention to the mana in the area.

I can only hope the delvers don’t underestimate what’s about to happen. If they’re smart, they should be running for the hills right now. It’s obvious they’ve been found out, why try and hold their ground still? Even worse, if they try and put up shields.

I’ve never tested the singularity against defensive magic, but holy moly, it would have to be good to try and hold out against this.

As I continue to cast the spell, it grows increasingly hard to keep the process slow and controlled. The more mana I weave, the harder it is to hold it in place. Like a boulder I’m trying to hold up on the side of a hill, which I keep making heavier with every passing second. Before long, I won’t be able to hold it anymore, and it’ll start rolling no matter what I wish.

Two dense balls of Gravity Mana form over my head, sucking in the light and surrounding me in purple-tinged darkness. Each sphere rotates slowly, inevitably, drawing closer and closer until they spark a furious reaction between them.

Delvers, please, for your sake, don’t be there anymore.

When the beam is unleashed, it’s as if it consumes all the light in the world. Beyond blinding, faster than light itself, it cuts through the air and creates a screaming void in its wake.

Distant rumbling turns into a calamitous roar that shakes the ground even where I am, kilometres away, as my spell carves through the air, the ground, the heavens and the hells alike.

When the light flickers and begins to fade, I am faced with nothing but a wall of debris and blooming clouds of dust and dirt. From this distance, it isn’t easy for me to sense what’s happening at the site of the ambush, but if any delvers stayed in place… let’s just say they aren’t happy.

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Satisfied that anything that was prepared to attack me is likely in ruins, I march forward with purpose, ready to confront my foes.

[Crinis, can you start attacking me? Lightly, no need to go crazy.]

[Uh… I would rather not… Master,] she replies.

Nestled in my shadow, Crinis has been on her best behaviour lately, only trying to sneak inside my carapace a few times an hour. After I went to sleep for so long, I think she went through withdrawals or something. She’s even more clingy than usual. Which is saying something.

[It’s just to get my healing network ticking over, alright? Nothing weird is going on. In fact, you’ll be helping me.]

[Well… alright.]

Some tentacles extend from my shadow and begin prodding at the underside of my carapace.