Chapter 1194: The One Left Standing (8)

Chapter 1194: The One Left Standing (8)



<I'm not particularly fond of what's about to happen next.> Suzamete said with a grave look on her face.

Boron chuckled.

<I expect that means things are about to become more interesting. I can already see the potential for higher calibres of Divinity here. Especially with the trick that dark one is using. Clever. Very clever. Though, I can't quite understand how he is doing it.>

Suzamete had no response to give.

She couldn't be excited about any of this. The world was about to know might the likes of which it hadn't seen since the Second Grand War. No, this was worse, far worse.

All she could do was hope that the end arrived as quickly as possible.

***

Of the twenty-five Blessings Replicus had created, roughly ten had been specially made in preparation for his battle with Skullius. All had significance in boosting his chances - though, in all honesty, Replicus hadn't expected that Skullius would be a great challenge at all.

While hoisting the Fallen Reincarnator's Shadow upward, Replicus activated one of these special Blessings. The spear responded immediately, shining bright and giving Replicus access. (All the Blessings created did not reside in the user's body, but in the spear, after all). At the same time, Replicus activated [Null Extraction].

Because of his evolution into Tier 4, the skill now covered the entire world in its range, but of course, the Warmoth's Progeny's aim wasn't to absorb Null Life Essence.

No. His battle with Caxellac had taught him that there was more than one way to use this skill.

His senses travelled with [Null Extraction]'s expanding range, crossing the entirety of Emeradis, and reaching into Pelian in a blink before finally locating the Hybrid Luman who instantly seemed to realise what was happening.

'Got you!' Replicus thought and wore a wide grin.

Skullius, even while in his Hybrid Luman form had a reserve of Null Life Essence. It wasn't in the form of a core, but it could still be traced. Replicus had tracked it down with [Null Extraction] and employed the help of the evolved version of [Greatest Null Weaver] - [All Null Commander], to pinpoint its location.

Thus...

Replicus, while releasing a wall of Ju`wtte so powerful and wide that it resisted all the heavy orbs, the swords and the Stolen Angel, swung the Warmoth's Spine and...

"Full Spine."

At the words, the Warmoth's Spine wriggled like some diseased worm, expanded in girth and stretched in length!

Its fifteen meters of stature grew to no end as it took on what might have been the actual size of the original Colossus Warmoth's Spine. As Replicus swished it up, watching it coil upward like a gigantic serpent, or a ridiculous whip, he made it so that its length would be enough to reach Skullius from here!

SHIIIIIIING!

Another crazy slash parted the air, tore down his Ju`wtte and aimed right at his head in that moment!

However, some strange, unseen force took the blow in full, leaving Replicus completely unharmed!

Strange indeed.

the freakish output he had felt from the ungodly slashes many times now, exploded from the Hybrid Luman... and his entire arm was chopped into pieces - fingers and neatly cut slabs of flesh flying off into the air!

But Replicus kept Skullius pinned with another hand and infused a horrendous dosage of Ju'wtte into the Hybrid Luman!

Skullius lit up like a lantern and the surroundings turned dark!

Replicus saw Skullius' body start to emit copious amounts of smoke. He was taking damage!

This was it!

The bastard wasn't immune after all!

"Hey, sockethole!" Replicus suddenly heard from his right.

To his surprise, one of the commonfolk - a man - who had been with Skullius, was calling to

him with a wide grin.

He and several others were standing around Replicus, their faces sallow, and their hair oddly

turned black.

"I told you, didn't I?" the man sneered, "as long as the Prince is embraced by the dark, he will never know harm. But you, on the other hand..."

At once, the dark shadow that had been below Skullius expanded and drained the rest of the light from the entire village. Everything was devoured by it, assimilated.

Then, to Replicus' surprise, sets of great hands, some larger and some smaller, peeked from the great shadow, rising like stationery pillars into the air. They looked as though they hid their golden white radiance behind a dark, chitinous shell as dark as the shadow from which

they rose!

All of them made no offensive movement, but Replicus suddenly felt something skewer his flesh and fasten it to something hardly tangible. He looked and saw that it was a stitch. His shoulder had been sewn firmly to the fabric of space!

Another stitch appeared, and then another, and another, and before long, Replicus was

completely immobilised!

The common folk around him began chuckling menacingly, and Skullius' body, which had been drowned in the dirt, rose, a similar look of mirth over it.

His dark robes shed away and the darkness from his shadow began to feed into him like blood,

siphoned into his very veins.

"You are taking me too lightly, fake. I am not only the Greatest Antiphon of Malignance or the Infinite Sword God. No, your informant is outdated. I have risen above that prestige already!" he declared as his whole body, while exploding with Nitros, became clad in something more

sinister than a beautiful set of black robes.

"I am the Benevolent Melanoid Prince!"