Chapter 1191 The Crazed One Is Me

Chapter 1191 The Crazed One Is Me

For an instant, silence reigned in the void, as if the cosmos itself had frozen in shock. The Moon Spirit's eyes widened, the blazing light in her gaze faltering. Her spectral army halted mid-attack, the warriors seemingly awaiting her reaction. She blinked, her celestial aura wavering.

"What... did you say?" she whispered, a mixture of disbelief and frustration flashing across her ethereal face. Her flawless composure cracked, if only for a split second.

Jake held her gaze, unflinching, his body still pulsating with the intense energies he had suppressed. His mouth twisted into a grin, equal parts exhaustion and triumph. "You heard me. You've lost. You can't break me, and you know it."

The Moon Spirit's face twisted, her radiant features contorting with a mixture of anger and—was it fear? She took a step back, the shimmering silver light around her form dimming.

"That attack... if you hadn't held back, what would have happened?" she asked, already knowing the answer.

Jake's eyes blazed, the galactic spark within them roaring to life like an unstoppable wildfire. He took a step forward, and the cosmic void seemed to bow to his presence, the lunar warriors dissipating like smoke under a storm wind.

"You don't want to find out. But it doesn't matter, I don't need to defeat you," Jake said, his voice calm yet filled with unyielding confidence. "I just needed to make you understand that no matter how strong you think you are, there's always someone who can stand up to you. Someone who won't bend, who won't break. Even if you were a hundred times stronger, I'd still fight you to the end."

The Moon Spirit clenched her jaw, her expression a storm of emotions. The full moon behind her flickered, its once overbearing light now reduced to a pale glow. The gravitational pressure eased, the heavy burden lifting from Jake's body as her power waned.

"Why... why won't you yield?" she finally demanded, her voice barely a murmur. "You could have perished. Why take such a risk?"

Jake's grin widened, a fierce determination shining through his exhaustion. "Because that's the price for surviving what the future holds. To defy the impossible. To rise above even when everything tells you to stay down. You challenged me to prove my worth. Now, I've shown you."

The Moon Spirit looked at him, her form trembling, her ethereal glow fading. For the first time, her gaze softened. She exhaled, a sigh that seemed to carry the weight of millennia.

"Perhaps... you are more than just another mortal," she admitted reluctantly, her voice almost a whisper.

Jake relaxed his stance, his breathing heavy but steady. He lowered his weapon, his body still thrumming with suppressed power. The lunar warriors faded completely, and the oppressive moonlight retreated, leaving only the serene glow of the stars around them.

"So what will it be?" Jake asked, his voice barely above a whisper, yet it echoed through the void. "Will you continue this fight to the bitter end, or will you see reason?"

He was ready to superimpose it with his Inner Space at any moment. Once done, almost all of the Aether produced by his Energy Body would be dedicated to maintaining the Artifact Incarnation.

"Ray has no choice; his body is too destructive for Twyluxia and the living beings that inhabit it." The Moon Spirit cast a pitying glance at the child of flames.

She could reduce her mass to a minimum by converting most of it into Lumyst, but Ray couldn't completely stop the thermonuclear reactions taking place within him. All along, the Sun Spirit, despite his innocent demeanor, had continued to radiate with such force that the radiation alone would be enough to render the continent beneath them sterile.

"Sun or moon, your main Life Lumyst Core has the word 'life' in it," Jake reminded. "I'm sure there are Lifemancers in my Mirror Universe capable of helping you create an avatar compatible with life in society. If we survive all this, it's worth considering the idea."

When Jake was about to transport them into his Purgatory, Ray suddenly asked,

"Hey Jake, I still don't know what your Plan A was."

The Moon Spirit also showed a curious expression upon hearing this, having a hard time believing he still had one last trick up his sleeve.

"Curious?" Jake chuckled.

"Hm, hm..." The solar child bobbed his head vigorously. The lunar young woman was more reserved, but her perked-up ears were all the hint he needed.

"Ahem... In that case, what do you think of this..."

Jake temporarily granted them permission to plunge their consciousness into the separate dimension of his Space Storage. When the two spirits saw the mountain of Grade 8, 9, and 10 Aether Cores of all attributes inside, they froze in horror.

"What kind of crazed god created such weapons of mass destruction!" The stone woman cried out in terror, even more frightened than she was of the Blade Spirit.

Jake stiffened.

"The crazed one is me." He pointed to himself with a sheepish look. "And these are not weapons of mass destruction, though they can certainly cause some serious damage in the wrong hands..."

The Moon Spirit stared at him as if she wanted to devour him with her gaze, then she sighed, "If you had used those 'bombs' from the beginning, I would have joined your cause immediately."

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