Card Apprentice Daily Log Chapter 1539 Ember Ignition Fist

Chapter 1539 Ember Ignition Fist

Date- 13 April 2321

Time- 9:53

Location- Southern Region, Southern Capital

Wyatt wasn't taken aback upon witnessing Belphegor wipe out the secondary time flow, having used the temporal annihilation fist twice in a row. He would be surprised if Belphegor chose not to erase the secondary time flow and continue to squander the sands in the lower section of his hourgla.s.s relic.

But this move of Belhegor made Wyatt very cautious not because he believed Belhegor was up to something, it was because now he would be facing Belhegor's true strength. 

For the demiG.o.ds that attacked Belphegor, his time rule mastery was their undoing but for Wyatt, it was actually an advantage. Since for some unknown reason he was immune to time rule. So when Belphegor was using the time rule and his physical prowess to fight him, Wyatt easily breezed through it because of his mysterious immunity to the time rule and the SSS-rank movement seal blood curse that allowed him to absorb the force behind Belphegor's physical attacks. 

However, now he will be facing Belphegor who will use his other rule powers, Wyatt almost died when Belphegor used Temporal Annihilation fist a technique derived from a hybrid time rune instead of using physical strength. Now just thinking of the various a.r.s.enal of rule powers that Belphegor could possibly use against him had Wyatt a little concerned. He was no longer calm as he was before instead he was more focused and sharp ready to take on whatever Belphegor throws at him.

"Interesting curse power you got there, I take it just like the time rule, physical attacks are also useless against you. Well, let me see if the Fire rule is also useless against you. Blaze Pelt & Ember Ignition Fist," with Belphegor's chant his brown-black fur caught on fire— no his fur had turned into a fur of flame. As he clenched his hands into fists an apparition of flame gloves appeared on his hands. The sight of a 110ft human-like boar wrapped in a fiery pelt was truly terrifying, resembling the embodiment of fire itself. It posed a menacing presence, capable of scorching anything that crossed its way. 

It seemed like Belphegor intended to combine his fire rule with his physical strength in the upcoming decisive battle against Wyatt. While Wyatt's SSS-rank Movement Seal Blood Curse could absorb the impact from Belphegor's punches, it would leave him vulnerable to the fire-based damage, especially when factoring in the special and additional effects of the two fire rule abilities that Belphegor had just triggered.

"I don't know how you acquired your power, but let me make this clear – I'm taking your soul today, no matter what I have to sacrifice. Fire rune: Flickering Steps," Belphegor roared, and in an instant, his body flickered akin to a flame, vanishing and then reappearing right beside Wyatt.

The moment Belphegor laid eyes on Wyatt, it activated Wyatt's 'If you see me, I see you' ability. This enabled Wyatt to conjure eleven pairs of hands that swiftly united to thwart Belphegor's rapid flurry of punches, even in the face of his lightning-fast Flickering Steps.I think you should take a look at

The SSS-rank Movement Seal Blood Curse covering the eleven pairs of hands conjured by Wyatt had managed to absorb the impact of Belphegor's fist. However, it proved ineffective against his fire-rule-infused attack, which left ember-shaped marks on the hands. Wyatt was taken aback by the relatively mild damage caused by Belphegor's Ember Ignition fist. In truth, aside from the ember marks on all of his eleven pairs of floating hands, the attack hardly dealt any real harm.????????.???

Nevertheless, Wyatt remained vigilant. When he observed Belphegor hastily withdrawing with a mocking grin, he became wary recognizing that Belphegor's a.s.sault was far from over.

Pulling back to a secure distance with an ugly grin stretching across his face and a cunning glint in his eyes Belphegor looked at Wyatt and his eleven floating arms marked by the embers of his attack and shouted at the top of his lungs "Ig-nite!" 

Yet, at the very moment Belphegor began to utter the syllable 'Ig,' he witnessed the floating arms vanish from Wyatt's side. As he completed the p.r.o.nunciation with 'nite,' the eleven pairs of floating arms materialized next to him, seizing hold of his body, whose pelt was ablaze with fiery flames. 

*Boom!*

The instant he finished uttering the word 'ignite,' the ember-shaped imprints on the eleven pairs of hands clutching Belphegor burst into a sequence of ma.s.sive explosions. It became apparent that the Ember Ignition fist had transformed Wyatt's floating hands into fire-rule-infused bombs by marking them ember marks.

The thunderous roar of the explosion and the searing brilliance of its flash caught all the inhabitants of the Southern capital off guard, Wyatt included since he was only a few hundred feet away from the blast. 

Observing Belphegor's retreat, Wyatt had sensed that the giant humanoid boar harbored a sinister intention. Determined to thwart its scheme, he intended to ensnare it with his floating arms before it could execute its plan fully. Little did he antic.i.p.ate the devil employing such a cunning trick. Since Wyatt had focused on Belphegor's actions he momentarily overlook a.n.a.lyzing the ember marks using his soul pupils. Thankfully, things eventually fell into place in his favor.

Once the smoke from the explosion dissipated, Wyatt's gaze fell upon the charred body of Belphegor that stood in a wobbly manner. The once-flaming fur that adorned the devil was now reduced to ashes, exposing charred muscle tissue beneath. The devil's body bore multiple wounds, with blood trickling from various injuries, notably its eyes, ears, and nose. Struggling to maintain composure, Belphegor fought off the urge to vomit, though his efforts proved futile as he spewed forth blood, his weakened state made it challenging for him just to remain upright.

Despite his senses being clouded by the aftermath of the blast, Belphegor sensed an enormous presence rapidly closing in on him. Before he could react, a forceful blow struck his face. Familiar with the sensation from past encounters, Belphegor immediately guessed that it was Wyatt who had landed the punch.