Chapter 95: The Void God Palace (3)

"You think you are the only one who can dictate reality?" Leon sneered, his dual-colored eyes flaring with blinding intensity. "Sovereign’s Eclipse!"

The shockwave of absolute nothingness erupted from Leon’s core. The pitch-black sphere expanded violently, crashing into the Void Sovereign’s Domain. The two absolute realities collided, generating a catastrophic, strobing shockwave of conflicting physics that shattered the nearest purple crystal pillars.

Inside the Eclipse, Leon forcibly rewrote the laws of the throne room. He stabilized the gravity around himself, creating a solid platform of compressed air to stand upon.

Erebus raised its slender, onyx-plated hand.

"Absolute Erasure."

A beam of pure, concentrated anti-matter erupted from the Void God’s palm, moving at the speed of light directly toward Leon’s chest. It was a conceptual execution spell—it didn’t deal damage; it simply erased whatever it touched from the system’s code.

Leon calculated the trajectory in a fraction of a microsecond.

He didn’t attempt to block it with Aegis of the Void. Conceptual erasure would simply delete the shield.

"Phantom Shift!" Leon commanded.

His physical mass and density dropped to absolute zero. He became a translucent, ghostly silhouette.

The beam of Absolute Erasure passed cleanly through his chest, erasing nothing but empty air, before impacting the far wall of the throne room and entirely deleting a fifty-foot section of the obsidian structure.

The moment the beam cleared his hit-box, Leon solidified.

"My turn," Leon roared, tapping into his SSS-Rank Eternal Mana.

He didn’t cast a single spell. He turned himself into a magical artillery battery.

"Arcane Requiem! Arcane Requiem! Arcane Requiem!"

Because his Eternal Mana provided a bottomless reservoir of mana, and his SSS-Rank Skill Evolution had pushed the spell to the Mythril grade, Leon unleashed a sustained, Gatling-gun barrage of devastating attack directly at the throne.

Erebus was forced to raise both hands, generating a massive, multi-layered void-shield to absorb the bombardment. The attack violently superheated the shields, while the black decay aggressively rotted the magical integrity of the barriers.

"You rely on static defense to survive an infinite assault," Leon analyzed, his Origin Eyes effortlessly piercing the swirling magical chaos to locate the structural weak points in the Void God’s shields. "A fundamental error."

As Leon prepared to chain Dimensional Severance into the weakened shield, the timer above the distant Guardian’s head reached its absolute limit.

Ding!

[Summon Duration Expired. The Silent Aegis is returning to the dimensional tether.]

On the right flank of the throne room, the pale stone knight had just driven its greatsword through the skulls of two Void-Knights simultaneously. But as the timer hit zero, the Guardian instantly dissolved into a swirl of iridescent silver light, vanishing from the physical plane and retreating into the sigil on Leon’s right hand.

The six Elite Void-Knights collapsed to the floor, their armor completely shredded, their bodies battered into a pulp.

But the hyper-regeneration from Erebus’s dais immediately surged into them. Without the Level 245 Guardian actively suppressing them, the six Level 90 Elites rapidly knitted themselves back together.

Within three seconds, the six towering figures rose to their feet, their halberds crackling with renewed energy.

They didn’t look around in confusion. Their hive-mind algorithms instantly identified the only remaining threat in the throne room.

All six Elites pivoted with terrifying synchronization, turning their featureless helms toward Leon Wes.

"Intruder," their voices synthesized into a single, grating harmonic of pure static.

They charged, closing the distance to Leon’s exposed right flank with terrifying speed, raising their halberds to skewer the player while he was locked in the magical artillery duel with the Void God.

Leon didn’t flinch. He didn’t even turn his head to look at them.

"Auris," Leon spoke calmly over the soul-bond. "Hold the line."

From the shattered archway of the throne room, a massive shadow blotted out the ambient purple light.

The Glacial Sovereign did not simply walk into the fight. Auris launched himself from a dead sprint, his massive Void-Piercer Wings igniting with blinding cyan Aether-magic. The Level 98 High-Dragon slammed into the charging phalanx of Void-Knights with the force of a derailing freight train.

The sheer physical mass of the dragon scattered the Level 90 Elites like bowling pins.

Auris roared, a sound that shook the very foundations of the Void God Palace. His chest expanded, glowing with apocalyptic blue light.

Absolute Zero Breath!

The S-Rank draconic talent erupted from the dragon’s jaws, washing over three of the Void-Knights. The ambient temperature plummeted so violently that the necrotic green lightning on their halberds crystallized and shattered. The three were instantly encased in blocks of indestructible, absolute-zero ice, their movement entirely halted.

The remaining three Void-Knights retaliated, leaping onto Auris’s back and driving their halberds toward the dragon’s spine.

Glacial Aegis! Auris triggered his defensive talent, generating a massive, contoured shield of dense ice over his sapphire scales. The halberds struck the shield, chipping away massive chunks of ice, but failing to penetrate the dragon’s actual flesh.

Auris thrashed violently, using his massive, spiked tail to bat one of the knights across the room, before snapping his jaws shut around the torso of another, crushing the void-plate with thousands of pounds of bite force.

The dragon was a force of nature, physically wrestling the six Level 90 Elites and utilizing his raw stats to perfectly hold the right flank.

Leon, maintaining his sustained barrage of Arcane Requiem against the Void God, quickly glanced at the system interface hovering in his peripheral vision.

He looked at the Guardian tab.

Because of the massive time dilation of the Abyssal Fracture— where one hour inside equaled five days outside— the twelve-hour external cooldown for summoning the Silent Aegis had been entirely processed during the six minutes the Guardian had just spent fighting.

The cooldown timer was flashing a brilliant green.

Ding!

[The Silent Aegis is ready to be summoned.]

Leon then raised his right hand, exposing the silver sigil once more, and flooded it with mana.

"Aegis," Leon commanded, his voice ringing with absolute finality. "Manifest. Finish them."