Chapter 1071: The Logic-Defying Clash Across Null Remnants! (12)

Chapter 1071: The Logic-Defying Clash Across Null Remnants! (12)



Jerthrax was taken aback.

That purple-gold light...!

His mind quickly managed to define that his potent layer of shadows had been erased, but the manner in which it happened caused his thoughts to dash in many different ways at once.

How did this even happen? How was it too fast for him to even react?

What was that purple light? It had to be something special for it to strip him of his shadows. They weren't ordinary entities after all. They were a mark of the power he was given by the Deities.

That light certainly came from the nuisance above, right?

And above all else, the dragon couldn't help but wonder...

'The way my shadows disappeared. It's almost as if...as if they were forced to dissolve back towards the ground so fast that it took a moment for me to notice...' he thought, but the circumstances didn't allow him to casually try and wrap his mind around what was happening. Eobald-Minobu had reached his chest, Divine energy blazing around him. He was targeting the area where the masked man had initially used Brunt Divide to remove the Herald's scales. As it stood, everyone here understood that the shadows had been a great part of the dragon's protection in addition to his scales. Now that they were removed...

Eobald-Minobu was just a meter away from the dragon's vulnerable spot when Jerthrax's sword came flashing his way, intent on cleaving him in half. He and the sword were moving at the same speed, and as expected, they met in the middle.

However, instead of the sword carving through the special undead, he managed to do something Jerthrax hadn't expected. Unlike everyone else here, the Transcendent combatant grabbed a hold of the thick sword and killed most of its momentum immediately despite being shoved a short distance by its remaining force.

He grabbed the sword tight while in mid-air, preventing it from drawing back for another attack, at least momentarily.

This was all just raw might in play!

Eobald-Minobu then narrowed his eyes and spoke:

"Cast Undeath."

...!!!

Jerthrax was alarmed.

Like his spear, the doubled-sided sword also lost itself to Undeath, becoming wrapped in its influence!

The masked man had picked Eobald specifically to merge with Minobu because he wanted someone who was proficient in using Undeath without needing to be possessed by him. A worthy tool that could be moved around the battlefield efficiently.

And speaking of the masked man, while Jerthrax was stunned by the loss of his weapon, he had already raced toward the other vulnerable spot on the dragon's neck, jumping on the flying blobs which had been restored to scale the great height of his enemy!

Right now, he was fractions of a millisecond ahead of the dragon's perception and if he managed to play his cards right, he would be able to seriously harm it!

He had been soaring towards the descaled spot, readying his vast pool of undeath, not to mention what was in the second sarcophagi he had summoned from the Outworld Attic and stored in storage when....

The world shook again.

He was partly engulfed by the huge volumes of Undeath too, but this was what he had been

hoping for.

Right after the maw of the neon dragon fell on him and the masked man, Vohnvolt used his control of the space in the Null Remnant to escape into the skies.

He had gotten what he needed. Well, half of it.

'Let's apply it and see,' he thought to himself and a purple-gold light rippled through from his hand and covered his entire body. Then, one of the stumps of his arms which had been destroyed by Aurolio became wrapped in a great, reddish flame that spotted a greenish-black

tint.

A shadow showed from within the flame, quickly growing to become something less vague and inconsequential.

It then manifested into a full arm. A full, bone arm.

The amalgam was finally able to replace his arms which he had found impossible with just simple regeneration; it was a result of the dense Voided Death Essence from Aurolio earlier. However, this new arm he managed to restore, wasn't the same the one he had before.

No.

It had a familiar off-white color, and looked rather weak and brittle, at least when compared to the others the amalgam had before.

Another of his stumps also exploded with the same reddish energy and another arm came to

be, same as the last.

An outline of coarse energy blazed around them.

It wasn't Null Life Essence.

It wasn't mana.

It was, of course, Undeath energy.

'Heh. No wonder you were so cocky, Red Rage. The [Blessing of Serenity] is way too good!'

Vohnvolt thought.

It truly was a splendid gift to be prodigious!

[Author's Note]

Sorry for the lagging in updates. To ensure privilege users don't feel cheated, I will be doing a

mass release on the 20th and another one before the months ends. Until then, there should be some singular chapters. Sorry again for the inconvenience.