Chapter 1138: Splitting Slice

Chapter 1138: Splitting Slice



The boy had never fought in a real battle before, but in his mind, he had always imagined that it would be glorious, heart-wrenching, soul-stirring, and so many other beautiful words, but he was wrong, it was... chaotic.

Three billion ships opened fire at once, and reality standing in front of the bolts of power shivered and gave way. In front of the boy had once been a clear sky, but in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a seemingly unending field of power that rained down on him with the fury of a million exploding suns.

In the history of the entire conflict on Doom Star since the onset of the battle between Ascendancy and Calamity, the time when such massive amounts of ordinances were fired would not surpass a hundred, but the unexpected death of an Ascendant Sun had placed the entire world on edge, and the Ascendants were no longer pulling their punches, even if it meant devastating the entire world alongside it.

Lost screamed, "Brace yourself!" just as he covered them in a dome of white flame and activated his Convergence ability to the max.

The field of destruction traveled towards them at ridiculous speeds, as energy bolts of all shapes and colors comprised the majority of the ordinance, and scattered within them were various esoteric spells and strange energies that were nearly impossible to describe.

The spread of the field of fire covered a hundred miles and for the golden giant, the only thing he could see was destruction, and it slammed into them.

He expected a tremendous crash, but all he heard was silence. Everything that touched the flaming shield was absorbed except for the white flame growing increasingly brighter, so much so that the golden giant had to squint,

Lost spoke through gritted teeth, "There will be a gap between this volley and the next one, I will make a... oh,"

About to lay out a plan of attack, the Lost Flames looked down as he was speaking and noticed that the golden giant was already crouching, every line of muscle fibers popping out of his skin, nine blades limbs dug deep into the ground, and it seemed as if only a single spark was needed for him to go off.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

They collapsed into a cloud of black ash which spread for miles and dissipated a few seconds later, and for a moment it was as if the tens of thousands of ships, holding probably ten million individuals had never existed.

Every slice that the golden giant released multiplied many times over when they touched any of the targets, as a single slice multiplied into a million.

The golden giant gasped and then he laughed. This move was something that he had inferred months ago by watching the wind blow through the creation-grass. It was such a dangerous move that there was no way he could test its power inside his home, doing so would cause the death of billions.

The path for this move was simple, he wanted to make one of his slices to be able to split to infinity when it touched a target, and not only that, each slice would grow exponentially powerfully.

His mind worked in a quite linear manner before he began this battle, the boy had created thousands of techniques inside his head, and this splitting-slice as he called it was not even among the top most powerful movesets he had envisioned, but because he had used it first and he loved how it felt, he simply disregarded the rest and became focused on only a single task in the future—which was to bring his splitting-slice to the greatest level possible, and then break that limit, again and again until he saw the theoretical limit to this move.

The golden giant suddenly shivered as he felt a premonition of both danger and opportunity bearing down on him and his eyes widened when a flood of blue Ascendant Aura as vast as the ocean erupted from the shattered ships and drowned the golden giant.

The source of danger became apparent when the golden giant discovered that he could not move. His body was so efficient in refining energy that with the limited amount of power he had gotten while inside the city, he had reached the fifth point of his star, it was unimaginable what so much amount of energy could do to his bloodline refinement.

His Natal Treasure shot into his body, he needed all of their assistance to process the energy pouring into his body, or he would be torn apart at the cellular level, but that was not the immediate danger he was facing, the countless other ships had fully turned towards him, and they were priming their weapons to fire once more, and in his present state, he would not be

able to resist.

"So, you still want this fight?" Lost drawled sarcastically.