Golden sparks crackled inside the library.
Lucian once again positioned both hands in the opening stance for the Sword of Vishanti.
This time, however, in the half second after the borrowing contract triggered in his mind, before power from the Vishanti Dimension could pour in, his own oceanic reserves of energy roared forth first!
With a hum, an energy sword formed steadily in his hands.
Almost simultaneously, the borrowed dimensional energy thundered through the contract channel into his meridians.
That power carried a weighty sense of order and holiness. But as its momentum carried it toward his hands, ready to turn into a spell and discharge, the path ahead was already firmly blocked.
The Sword of Vishanti was already fully formed, neat and complete, without so much as a gap left for it.
The dimensional energy circulated through his body and found no outlet whatsoever, leaving it momentarily bewildered. According to the laws of borrowing, it should return the way it came after a brief stay.
"Trying to leave? Not so fast."
Lucian forcibly suppressed the churning blood in his chest. The resilient meridians of his Super Physique LV8 withstood the foreign energy rampaging through them. His thoughts raced as he raised his left hand toward the empty space ahead.
He prepared to unleash his flame ability!
But he did not mobilize even a trace of his own energy, deliberately opening the channel through his left hand completely.
The dimensional energy wandering through his body, struggling to find somewhere to vent, seemed to have finally found an exit. It surged toward his left hand with a roar!
Whoosh!
An exceptionally pure, brilliant fireball erupted straight from his hand.
It no longer resembled the ordinary crimson flames he had released before. Instead, the fire had a pale golden tint. The surrounding