Chapter 1064: The Logic-Defying Clash Across Null Remnants! (5)

Chapter 1064: The Logic-Defying Clash Across Null Remnants! (5)



As the figure of Vohnvolt soared, leaving a trail of white as it went, Aurolio grinned behind his mask.

His powers were finally being put to use in the way he had intended. Nothing he had had to fight against in Aigas had ever needed anything more than his basic human form. However, in this displaced haven, he had more than one enemy of interest. He could go all out and see if he truly couldn't be defeated.

The prospect delighted him to no end. This was the only way he could satisfy the interpretation of the void he had followed for the last few decades.

The enemy he had just borne a hole through wasn't as excited as he was, but he was definitely curious.

'How is he managing to deal so much damage to me without the Tie of Exchange activating, like before?'

It was indeed a contradiction that vexed the amalgam, but the council of debating phantoms in his head soon came to a conclusion.

'Right. We aren't in Aigas at the moment,' Vohnvolt thought. 'A Tie of Exchange, according to Sila manifests its purpose - and also the punishment after it is breached - from the body of the Deity Quintess; the land. Since we aren't in Aigas, it's not activating. He must have realised that he would be safe.'

(A/N: Refer to Ch.418).

It was unknown whether or not Aurolio had figured that out beforehand or if it had just been a lucky coincidence for him after he landed the first hit, but whatever the right answer didn't matter currently.

There was a more pressing issue.

How exactly did Aurolio's powers work?

The amalgam couldn't conceive a worthwhile hypothesis that could explain how the Voided Deathform was suddenly able to keep up and even damage him when he had been completely overwhelmed before. If it weren't for Aurolio's ridiculous healing factor, he would have died from the unholy punch Vohnvolt grafted into his face earlier.

There was also the question of how he could simply faze through his Inverted Boundaries and ignore his Deviant Trigger Build without consequence, and also that vague figure that he was sure dealt the damage to his side just now.

So many unknowns.

While all this was buzzing in his head, the amalgam realised that he was getting too close to the Null Devil King above through the large white chains of [Budget Tug-of-War] which were starting to grow faint.

He gave the creature and Stylla a sharp glance.

The King returned the same dose of attention, but it was hard to discern what it was thinking.

Vohnvolt spared a second to look more closely at Stylla's figure and then he changed his course, abruptly making his body pivot and shoot west.

Just as he did, a sun-shaped mask appeared in his sights without warning, along with the threatening force of a blow that the amalgam was determined to dodge. He managed to twist the world, moving himself to another location far away, closer to the sounds of menacing explosions and the rough beating of wings.

He had settled in the desert above, looking down at everything below; Aurolio, the Null Devil King and Stylla... when another shattering blow exploded straight into his chest, boring a giant hole in it!

...!!!

The amalgam's sockets blazed before furiously darting to and fro, hunting for the assailant. Again, he only noticed a faint silhouette that rapidly disappeared from his vision, leaving him wondering:

Stars, nodes, really, of Levin appeared all around him and began shooting bolts of rejuvenating essence towards him. His side was healed in an instant, as was his chest... but his

three arms and missing leg weren't.

'I see. What a bothersome ability. That condensed blast of Voided Death Essence is so potent

it can't be scraped off once it hits. No wonder it's clinging to this world,' he thought with a sigh while gazing at the phenomenon Aurolio had created.

The amalgam was at a disadvantage.

Distance didn't seem to matter to his opponent.

His own strength didn't seem to matter, and neither did his skills to an extent.

This kind of strength, if it really was just a product of Voided Death Essence, eclipsed what he

could pull off with Null Life Essence currently.

'Good.' the amalgam thought mysteriously.

"You are thoroughly disappointing for Serenity's Champion," the amalgam heard.

Behind him, the Null Devil King had appeared, Stylla by his side.

"I kept waiting to see what your intent was, but it seems this is just all you amount to. Flinging stars, twisting space, throwing punches. Are you sure you and I are of the same

species?"

The amalgam and Aurolio both gazed at the majestic figure.

The former scoffed.

"I'm not sure," he said. "I bet you are no better than me, though. You have the body of such

an esteemed figure in the Null Verse, but you still can't kill one measly dragon."

The Null Devil King didn't answer immediately. He seemed a little...triggered.

"Well, that's a thoroughly unpleasant way to address your King."

As the amalgam scoffed again, the [Nullmancer's Royal Raiment of Acclimation] appearing

over him, his socket flames focused on Stylla.

Sneakily, a gap opened in space beside her, and two small hands jutted out to grab her!