The situation turned critical in an instant.
Even with his unmatched speed and profound movent technique, Typhon was still a hundred ters away from the Chira Sovereign, his form weaving through the air like shifting mist as he closed the distance. Morgana followed several ters behind him, her flaming wings cutting through the sky. At the sa ti, Ery remained farther back-his body still weighed down by the exhaustion of his previous attack.
And that distance-
It was enough to decide life or death.
The Chira Sovereign, its grotesque body still burning and unstable, opened the monstrous maw on its stomach. Rows of jagged teeth spread apart as its long, fleshy tongue lashed outward with terrifying speed.
It struck without warning.
The Phantom Blade was neither strong nor fast enough to break free from the Chira's grasp, and could only watch as the tongue pierced cleanly through his chest, bursting out from his back in a spray of blood before coiling tightly around his body. In a single, brutal motion, the Chira dragged him inward and swallowed him whole, the grotesque mouth snapping shut as a sickening crunch echoed across the battlefield.
A faint, twisted smile flickered across the Chira's face.
Then-
Its gaze shifted.
Toward Fjolnir.
By that mont, Typhon had already closed the distance to thirty ters, his figure flickering forward with relentless speed, but even for him, that final gap still required a fraction of ti.
The Chira did not wait.
Its tongue recoiled and lashed forward again, swirling through the air as it launched its next strike.
Ery moved first.
Ignoring the strain tearing through his body, Ery forced his focus to sharpen, his eyes blazing as he unleashed a long-distance attack.
[Spectral Gaze]
An invisible wave of ntal force surged outward, piercing through space to strike directly at the Chira Sovereign's consciousness. Under normal circumstances, such an attack could freeze an opponent instantly-but against a Three Cosmos expert, its effectiveness was sharply diminished. At this distance, its potency was weakened, its influence reduced to a fleeting disruption rather than true paralysis.
Still-
That was all Ery needed.
Even a fraction of a second.
But he did not gamble everything on that alone.
Before the ntal wave had even fully landed, Ery's hands were already moving, forming intricate seals with practiced precision. A second surge of energy gathered-this ti not directed at the enemy, but at his ally.
Temporal energy ignited.
For an instant-
The world seed to stutter.
The flow of ti around Typhon distorted subtly, not stopping entirely, but compressing-stretching the perception of a single mont into sothing longer, denser. Within that distorted fra, Typhon's movents accelerated beyond their natural limits, his already profound technique pushed into a higher state.
To him-
Everything slowed.
To the battlefield-
He beca faster.
The distance collapsed.
What should have taken a heartbeat was reduced to less than a thought as Typhon surged forward, breaking through the remaining gap in an instant.
And as he arrived-
He struck.
[Cloud Fla Palms]
A rapid series of palm strikes erupted forward, each one forming a massive rotating wheel of fla that surged through the air with explosive force. The barrage slamd into the Chira Sovereign in quick succession, each impact sending shockwaves through its already damaged body.
A loud, cracking sound echoed as its structure distorted further under the
assault.
The creature roared in pain.
Its tongue faltered.
The grip loosened-
And Fjolnir slipped free.
Without hesitation, Morgana surged forward, catching the wounded man mid-air before pulling him away from danger. Her wings flared as she retreated quickly, carrying him to safety.
Ery let out a sigh of relief, dropping to one knee as his breathing grew
heavy.
Yet even then-
His eyes never left the enemy.
All gazes remained fixed on the Chira Sovereign.
The abomination still stood, its massive body engulfed in flas while its form twisted in grotesque instability. The barrage of attacks had not simply damaged it-they had distorted it, leaving its structure uneven and fractured as though it were barely holding itself together. Cracks spread across its charred flesh, sections sinking and reforming in unnatural patterns, yet despite everything, it refused to collapse.
What made the scene even more unsettling was the movent of the grotesque mouth on its stomach, which never once ceased. It pulsed and contracted in a steady rhythm, generating a sickening grinding sound as it crushed and devoured what remained of the Phantom Blade. Each movent seed to feed the creature, sending faint ripples through its body as newly absorbed energy spread across its damaged form.
The regeneration had begun again, slow but undeniable.
Faint crimson threads glimred under the charred exterior, attempting to stabilize the damage, weaving through the broken structure in a desperate effort to restore what had been torn apart.
Typhon narrowed his eyes as he stepped forward, flas gathering once more in his palm, the heat compressing into a dense, controlled sphere of destructive
force.
His voice was steady, but carried clear intent. "Let finish him now!" Ery exhaled slowly, his expression tightening as he observed the creature's unnatural persistence. Even in such a broken state, the Chira Sovereign continued to resist destruction, its body clinging to existence through thods that defied reason. Killing a Three Cosmos expert would never be simple, and this one-who had twisted its very nature-was proving harder than expected.
After a brief pause, he gave a firm nod.
No more unnecessary risks.
Raising his hand, Ery consud a recovery pill, feeling the dicinal energy spread rapidly through his body, easing the strain in his channels and stabilizing his condition. Though it did not restore him fully, it was enough to bring him back into the fight. He straightened, forcing his body to respond as his focus
sharpened.
This ti, they would end it.
Across from them, the Chira Sovereign slowly lifted its head, its eyes
burning with madness as flas continued to seep from the cracks in its body.
When it spoke, its voice ca out hoarse and distorted, barely resembling that
of a human.
"You will have your turn... I will devour all of you...."
The air trembled under the weight of its killing intent, pressing heavily against
the surroundings.
Yet before either side could make the next move, sothing shifted.
Ery sensed it imdiately.
His divine sense flared, locking onto a sudden disturbance deep within the Chira's body, a violent fluctuation that did not co from external pressure but from within itself. The creature's expression changed abruptly, its gaze faltering as though sothing inside it had turned against its own control, and the madness in its eyes twisted into sothing sharper, more unstable.
Then it roared.
"You... YOU UNGRATEFUL BASTARD!!"
The sound tore through the battlefield, carrying both fury and sothing
closer to desperation.
Its body convulsed violently, the transformation that had once been controlled
now collapsing into chaos. Flesh swelled and shrank in uneven pulses, entire sections of its form distorting grotesquely as energy surged wildly within it. The runic markings embedded across its skin ignited one after another, their glow flickering erratically as if the power sustaining them had lost all stability. The energy gathering within it grew denser with each passing mont, violent and uncontrollable, pressing outward against the limits of its already damaged body.
The Chira scread again, but this ti it was no longer a sound of rage.
It was pain.
"What is happening...?" Morgana asked, her brows tightening as she observed the sudden breakdown.
"Get back!" Typhon responded imdiately, his voice sharp with urgency.
Without hesitation, he thrust his hand forward, releasing a powerful surge of wind that swept both Ery and Morgana backward, creating distance in an instant. At the sa ti, layers of compressed air ford rapidly before them,
shaping into barrier walls that shimred faintly as they stacked over one another.
A fraction of a second later, the energy inside the Chira reached its limit.
Then-
It detonated.
KABOOMMM!!!!
The explosion erupted from within its body, tearing it apart in a violent burst as
flesh, bone, and burning fragnts were blasted outward in all directions. The shockwave rolled across the battlefield with overwhelming force, flattening the already shattered terrain and scattering debris through the air.
The ground trembled beneath the impact, the air itself distorting under the
force as the blast consud everything in its imdiate vicinity.
And then-
Silence followed.
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