A Wizards Misadventures

~~Level Twenty Two~~

"Hm. I'm more of the candy and babies villain." Rizevim's soul readied itself, power pouring into dozens of spells. He was going to try and blast me into oblivion then.

"Die." I pulled on the void and lashed at his spells. I disrupted most of them, making them sputter and die. At the same time my sacred gear sprang to life. Purity affinity coursed through me and I threw globes of light at Rizevim.

Just the light emitted from the purity burned Rizevim and he was very vocal about it, screaming in pain as he lunged away from the globes. I made a curtain of void to contain him but he just burst through it, expelling energy to break the veil.

Spells flew from him, blasts of light and roars of some type of fire. A lance of misshapen ice was thrown at me while pure masses of energy flew. It was a mess of a barrage thanks to my void breaking the spell structures. I threw a wave of void, making most of the spells go away. I let the two or three that remained, weakened, break against my aura.

"Pathetic," I said. I focused my aura and let it loose in a blast of light. Rizevim held his arms up in a cross and growled at the pain.

"Brat. Is that a sacred gear?"

"The gear is the amplifier but not the source." The devil smiled cruelly.

"Good. Cancel!" He waved a hand and his soul leapt at me, a strange feeling at its tips. I destroyed it with void.

"No."

"What? You… you upstart brat," he hissed. He tensed his legs and surged towards me, traveling faster than I could see. I could react, though, which led to me warping space to send him flying backwards, where he scowled petulantly at my trick.

"The grail, Rizevim." He scowled.

"You're stronger than expected." I grinned a little as Sirzechs decided to get back in the game. A wave of destructive energy flew at Rizevim, one he narrowly dodged. "Oh, right. You."

"Stand down or die, Rizevim," the Satan ordered.

"No thanks. This is getting out of hand. I suppose you can just kill the wannabes now. Ta-ta." He grasped an amulet on his chest and it glowed purple under his fingers. I let my soul lunge towards it but I wasn't moving fast enough.

I needed more.

My sacred gear, fake as it was, faded into me once more and I reached for the greater void. It surged and I pulled from the outside in. In the space of Rizevim's amulet a tear emerged and ruined the enchantment, whatever it was. The amulet's light spluttered and faded while the devil looked down in astonishment.

"N̓̄̇̃͒ő͉̘̣͊́̔̀͑͒͟," I said, my voice a bit distorted. I decided that at this point I was done playing and politely ignored space and time. Void traveled outside spatial dimensions and into Rizevim. I broke the man's soul, batting aside a pitiful resistance. He was torn to ribbons as his face warped into a breathless scream.

Not a moment later a spear of red pierced the man's heart, followed by a line of red. The man's cadaver glowed with red light and disintegrated. I looked at the remnants of his soul, which were slowly withering under the destruction magic Sirzechs had employed. The power of destruction didn't destroy souls nearly as well as void, but it could affect them. Good to know.