Chapter 1696 The Last Dance. IV

Chapter 1696 The Last Dance. IV

1696 The Last Dance. IV

'Now!'

Amid the chaos of celestial energy and apocalyptic destruction threatening to engulf the Eternal Kingdom, the real Felix seized a moment of vulnerability and made his move at last!

With the rulers momentarily distracted by Asna's drastic action of breaking her sealing tiara and the ensuing spread of eternal black flames, he conjured a portal of swirling darkness right in front of the balcony, connecting the dreamrealm with the kingdom!

From this void, a sinuous tentacle emerged, aiming to trap Asna and whisk her away to safety, exploiting the rulers' preoccupation!!

Everything he had done and prepared was for this tiny, tiny moment of vulnerability, where he was certain that the rulers' senses would be too outstretched with all the chaos he brought across their land!

Whoosh!!!

As the tentacle coiled around Asna's waist, preparing to retract with its precious cargo into the protective embrace of the dreamrealm, time seemed to freeze.

The first ruler, amidst the pandemonium of collapsing defenses and the imminent threat of a kingdom-erasing explosion, turned his focus to Felix's daring rescue attempt.

With a voice that cut through the turmoil, chilling in its authority and devoid of emotion, he spoke a single word that halted all actions and silenced the chaos momentarily.

"Enough."

The weight of that command was palpable, resonating with the power to alter the course of events. It was a decree from one of the universe's most formidable beings, a command that froze time across the entire central domain!

The rushing apocalyptic explosion, the falling buildings, and even Eris were left affixed on her chair while flipping a page of her divine book.

The only things still moving were the void tentacle, the celestial black flames, the three rulers, and the collapsing divine protective barrier.

In less than a nanosecond, the first ruler's hand moved with a swiftness that defied comprehension, a golden blade materializing from the ether and slicing through the void tentacle and the portal with unerring precision!

The severed tentacle dissipated into the void from whence it came, its attempt to secure Asna thwarted by the ruler's decisive action!

As the connection was severed, Asna's form began a slow, graceless descent back to the ground.

Her vision, clouded and fading, caught a fleeting glimpse of Felix, standing on the other side of the collapsing portal, his expression one of shock and disbelief.

"Felix...Run..."

In these final moments, as darkness encroached upon her senses and her consciousness slipped away, she fell motionlessly to the ground, a silent witness to the thwarting of her beloved desperate rescue attempt...

The scene settled into a tense stillness, with Asna lying vulnerable and unconscious, her fate now squarely in the hands of those who hold dominion over this realm.

Her reaction was understandable as the blinding divine light that once shrouded the third ruler's figure began to dissipate as if melting away under the realm's unique laws.

Here, in a place where divinities held no sway, his true form emerged, no longer hidden by the divine brilliance that marked his presence in other realms.

"Amun-Ra, The Third Ruler and The King of the Gods," Lilith uttered his name with a cold gaze as unpleasant memories of her dealings with him flooded her mind.

Amun-Ra stood tall, with an imposing presence that filled any space he occupied.

His skin shimmered with a golden luminescence, reminiscent of a star's radiant glow, reflecting his aspect as Ra.

This ethereal light seemed to pulse with the life-giving energy of a star, casting a warm, benevolent aura around him.

Amun-Ra's eyes were like stripped twin white stars, piercing and wise, glowing with an inner fire that illuminated truths hidden in the shadows.

They held the depths of the universe, mirroring the endless skies and the mysteries they contained.

His attire was regal, woven from the very fabric of the cosmos. A cloak of midnight blue, embroidered with silver constellations, draped over his shoulders, representing the night sky that even the sun must traverse.

Beneath this celestial mantle, he wore a robe of radiant gold that flowed like liquid light, signifying his dominion over the day.

Upon his head sat a double crown, symbolizing his sovereignty over all realms—both visible and hidden.

The crown merged the iconic elements of Ra and Amun, featuring a solar disk encircled by a cobra (representing Ra) and two tall plumes (signifying Amun), all set upon a band of cosmic darkness dotted with stars!

In his hands, Amun-Ra held the Ankh and the Was scepter, ancient symbols of life and power, and his two heavenly weapons.

The Ankh glowed with a soft, life-affirming light, while the rod was crafted from a material that seemed to absorb and refract the light of the universe itself.

His entire presence screamed of an untouchable entity who should be hidden from the eyes of mortals as none of them could handle his grandiose godly figure.

"Child, is this what you want?" Amun-Ra expressed with an emotionless tone, but the tint of anger could not be hidden from his eyes.

Even the most oblivious person could immediately sense that the third ruler was furious, and his arrival was not for pleasantries.

'Oh f*ck...'

As Felix gazed at the third ruler, his heart sank, a cold dread washing over him.

For a moment, time seemed to slow, the air thickened with tension and the weight of impending doom.

Felix's instincts screamed at him, a primal warning that the end was near, a confrontation he might not survive.

His hands clenched, his breath hitched, and in the depth of his soul, he prepared for a battle he knew could very well be his last...