Chapter 1764: Killing Them!
Chapter 1764: Killing Them!
Caroline stood behind him, her injured body frozen in place, and even though the threat was not directed at her, she still felt a chill move through her heart.
Jessica’s eyes trembled with shock and emotion, because for years, the third faction had lived under the terror of the Elf Prison, the torture of the second faction, and the belief that no one would ever make their tormentors pay.
Yet now Caelira’s son stood before two of the second faction’s strongest young geniuses and promised to carry that fear back to their entire faction.
Nancy remained silent, but her gaze was fixed on Max’s back.
She knew this was not an empty threat.
If Max said he would do it, then one day he truly would.
Seraphine gritted her teeth, and shame mixed with fear in her eyes. "You dare speak about our faction like that? You are only one human. Do you think one sword, one Pseudo Cosmic Path, and one stolen reputation can make you stand against us?"
Max’s eyes did not change.
"Still pretending?"
Seraphine’s face stiffened.
Fin suddenly moved.
He knew talking was useless. He knew begging would be humiliating. He knew that if he stayed still, Max’s next slash would end him.
So, in the final moment, he gathered the broken remnants of his Pale Eclipse Path around his body and tried to vanish into the distorted shadows behind him. His figure became faint, slipping between light and darkness, attempting to escape the battlefield and preserve at least one life.
Max did not even turn fully toward him.
Dragonheart moved once.
A thin sword light crossed the space where Fin was trying to disappear.
The Pale Eclipse Path split open.
Fin’s body froze halfway into the shadow, and disbelief filled his eyes as a clean line appeared across his chest. His escape technique, his path, his body, and the last trace of his confidence were all severed at the same time. He looked down at the golden line splitting him apart, then lifted his eyes toward Max with horror.
"How..."
Before he could finish, his body separated into two halves and dissolved into golden fragments of Killing Points.
Seraphine watched Fin die.
For the first time, pure terror covered her face.
She stepped back instinctively, and the cracked Radiant Judgment Path behind her flickered desperately, trying to gather enough strength for one final defense.
Golden chains appeared around her, forming layer after layer of protection. Scales of judgment floated before her like shields. The remaining shining eyes opened, all staring at Max as if trying to condemn him one last time.
Max looked at her calmly.
Seraphine’s voice shook despite her attempt to remain proud. "You will regret killing me. Our Divine Son and Divine Daughter will avenge us. You will die a cruel death in the conference."
Max raised Dragonheart.
"I already regret something," he said quietly.
Seraphine froze.
Max’s eyes became even colder.
"I regret that I was not strong enough back then to stop you people from touching my family."
The moment those words entered Seraphine’s ears, something clicked in her mind.
His family.
His mother.
The strange Heavenly Luminance aura.
Caelira.
Her face turned pale.
"You are..." Seraphine whispered.
Max did not let her finish.
The Emotion Severing Path gathered along Dragonheart, and a silent sword light flashed through the battlefield. Seraphine’s chains of judgment split apart first. Then the scales shattered. The remaining shining eyes dimmed. The cracked Radiant Judgment Path behind her was cut through from the center, and finally, the sword light passed through Seraphine herself.
A golden line appeared across her body.
Her eyes remained wide open, filled with shock, fear, and a realization that had come too late.
Then her body split apart and dissolved into golden fragments of Killing Points.
The battlefield became silent.
The two powerful geniuses of the second faction, Seraphine and Fin, had fallen.
Their fragments of Killing Points drifted through the mist, glowing brighter than all the others Max had absorbed in Witch God Valley so far. They circled him for a brief moment before rushing into his body, one stream after another, adding to the terrifying number he had already accumulated.
Max stood still until the last fragment disappeared.
Only then did the full pressure of his Emotion Severing Path begin to fade. The deathly calm on his face softened slightly, and the world around him seemed to breathe again as the cursed mist started moving, the distant whispers returned, and the broken remnants of the two Pseudo Cosmic Paths vanished from the battlefield.
Caroline stared at him.
Jessica stared at him.
Nancy looked at him quietly.
Max slowly lowered Dragonheart and turned back toward Caroline.
Caroline took a step back seeing Max’s emotionless eyes. It felt like she was staring at a bottomless abyss.
"You must be Caroline," Max said calmly, though he did not realize that his Pseudo Cosmic Path was still active.
The Emotion Severing Path had not fully withdrawn from the battlefield, and because of that, his voice sounded colder than he intended.
The invisible aura around him still carried that terrifying stillness, and the air near Dragonheart remained sharp enough to make the cursed mist split apart before it could drift too close.
His eyes were calm, almost empty, and the traces of Seraphine and Fin’s shattered Pseudo Cosmic Paths had not yet completely disappeared from around him.
To anyone else, he looked like a young swordsman who had just passed judgment on two powerful geniuses without feeling anything at all.
"Caroline!"
Just then, Jessica and Nancy hurried over and appeared beside Caroline.
Caroline turned her head toward them, still pale from her injuries and the shock of what she had just witnessed. "Jessica and... Nancy?"
She was not surprised that Jessica had come. Jessica belonged to the third faction, and Caroline knew she would never abandon her if there was still a chance to help. But Nancy’s presence made her eyes flicker with confusion.
Nancy was from the first faction, and although the first faction had not been as cruel as the second faction, they had still remained neutral for too long while the third faction suffered. Caroline could not understand why an elf from the first faction would be standing beside Jessica and this terrifying human.
Jessica, however, did not have time to explain everything slowly.
Her eyes were red with emotion, and her voice trembled as she raised her hand and pointed at Max.
"Caroline," Jessica said, almost unable to keep her voice steady. "He... He is Caelira’s son. He is the son of our Divine Queen!"