Chapter 771 How

Chapter 771 How

The hammer rocketed upward, slicing through the air and shattering the falling rocks effortlessly.

Its speed was so intense that it broke the sound barrier with sonic booms, the air currents gathering around the hammer as it tore through the sky.

Atticus's eyes widened; he hadn't expected Karn to throw his weapon.

His focus instantly shifted to the fire element, his body flickering out of the hammer's path just as it ripped past where he had been, the air around it swirling and distorting from the sheer force of its movement.

But as soon as he reappeared in another location, the hammer shifted course, changing direction and hurtling toward him with twice its speed.

Atticus wasted no time, flickering again and again, deftly evading the hammer. Each time it missed, its force caused ripples and gusts, tearing through the atmosphere.

Even as Atticus dodged, his focus remained on the earth element. He conjured more boulders, launching them toward Karn below, as though to overwhelm him.

The area rumbled as massive boulders shot from the ground, crashing down like artillery shells.

'He's smart,' Atticus thought, his mind clear as he assessed the situation.

During his lessons with Magnus, Atticus had learned about the Nullite race, and the realization of their power had been frightening. They could negate mana, making them the bane of the Ravenstein family.

Other families could still utilize their bloodline to a certain degree even without mana, but the Ravensteins wouldn't be able to do anything.

To manipulate the elements, they needed to form a connection with the mana and elemental molecules in the air. Without mana, how could they form the elements?

It was a terrifying realization, but Atticus calmed down as Magnus continued speaking.

The Nullite race had weaknesses — significant ones.

"Domain."

A pillar of darkness erupted from him, shooting into the sky before spreading out in all directions, engulfing a 500-meter radius with him at the center.

The once bright and chaotic world instantly transformed. The sky, previously illuminated by the distant sun, was now shrouded in shadow, casting an eerie twilight glow over the arena.

The air felt thick, heavy, and lifeless, like a suffocating fog that choked out all light. The world became dull, devoid of the vibrant mana it once thrived on.

The massive boulders that floated high up in the air suddenly began to tremble before crumbling into dust, their remnants falling to the ground.

The massive hammer, which had been homing in on Atticus moments before, lost its momentum and dropped from the sky.

Karn reached out and caught it effortlessly, his eyes never leaving Atticus. This was his world—a world where mana was nothing but a memory. A beautiful world.

However, Karn's brows rose as he observed Atticus's new form.

An intense crimson aura enveloped Atticus's entire form, and despite the neutralization of mana in the air, rendering him unable to control any elements, he still floated high above, his aura heavy.

How?

Karn thought, but his expression remained impassive. He had never been one to waste time pondering. It didn't change his objective: eliminate the filth.

Karn abruptly swept his hammer to the side, releasing a shockwave that tore through the air. The force of the swing cracked the ground beneath him, fissures spreading as dust billowed up.

His aura surged as he dipped low, muscles tensing before he shot upward like a missile, the ground buckling and cratering beneath the power of his launch.

Atticus's eyes remained cold, unflinching. The crimson aura surrounding him intensified as he shot toward the hurtling Karn with incredible speed.

A deep crimson collided with abyssal black, creating an intense shockwave that shook the entire arena.