Although their clash had not lasted very long in the eyes of outsiders, the time scale was constantly being stretched.
That interval had therefore given Komoz enough time to test many things over and over.
Conventional attacks, even those whose power truly reached the level of an Abyss Lord, still had very limited effect on the Crimson King. Or rather... they basically had no effect at all...
For example:
After they had sounded each other out.
Komoz had easily reached that conclusion from the actual effects his various attacks produced on Orsaga.
He could clearly sense that 99.99 percent of his attacks meant nothing to Orsaga.
Using an attack for the first time was still all right.
It might still have some effect.
Once it had been used, however, Orsaga could essentially exempt himself from all its effects when faced with the same attack a second time.
It did not matter what attribute the attack had, or what form it took.
Even attacks involving concepts were included.
Orsaga could resist them almost perfectly.
In fact.
That was not necessarily something he deliberately did. Orsaga's own instincts alone were automatically adapting to every type of attack, constantly optimizing him...
So, after all that effort.
Komoz discovered, much to his dismay, that almost none of the bloodline factors he had collected were of any use. Instead, they had exposed and patched some of Orsaga's shortcomings, helping him perfect himself further.
Only the most basic abilities that delivered raw, brute force could have any tangible effect on him.
All those flashy abilities were nothing more than incidental sound and light effects!
They certainly caused a huge commotion.
But their actual usefulness was pitifully small.
Orsaga had barely reacted.
Meanwhile, quite a few uninvolved bystanders had already died.
Therefore.
To counter the threat Orsaga