All Chapters of The Doctor's Reckoning: Chapter 271
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Chapter 269: Into the Spire
The gates of the Black Spire groaned open, their surface formed from some dark alloy that shimmered faintly as if swallowing light. Joaquin stepped forward, the Veilstorm’s roar fading behind him. The air changed the moment his boots crossed the threshold—denser, charged, tasting faintly of copper and ash. Every instinct in him screamed caution.The courtyard was unnaturally still. No wind. No birdsong. Even his footsteps seemed muted, like sound itself was being swallowed. Ahead rose the Spire’s inner walls, covered in etchings that shifted when he wasn’t looking directly at them—runes that seemed to breathe.Then it began.From the runes spilled a faint silver mist, curling upward b
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Chapter 270: The Shifting Path
The instant Joaquin crossed the threshold, the Spire swallowed the light behind him.The massive doors sealed with a sound like a thousand locks snapping shut at once, and the obsidian walls on either side began to breathe. Not just the illusion of movement—actual motion, slow and sinuous, like muscle shifting under skin.The passage was narrow, the floor made of polished black stone that reflected him in warped, elongated fragments. His footsteps echoed, too loud, bouncing back in strange rhythms that made it impossible to tell where the next corner was.Joaquin reached out, palm brushing the nearest wall. It was warm. Pulse-warm. The obsidian rippled under his touch, then drew away as though rejecting him. He let his hand drop.The Spire didn’t want him her
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Chapter 271:The Keeper of Frozen Oaths
The spiral runes on the floor pulsed brighter, the light crawling up the walls like veins of molten frost. The temperature plummeted again, sharp enough that Joaquin’s breath crystallized midair.A ripple passed through the chamber’s shadows. Then they rose.From the darkness above, an immense shape descended—first the clawed limbs, then the hunched torso clad in jagged plates of black ice. Its head was elongated, crowned with curling obsidian horns etched with sigils that glowed faint crimson. Where eyes should have been, there were only swirling storms of frost and ash.The thing landed without sound, its sheer presence pressing against Joaquin’s chest like a physical we
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Chapter 272: The Battle Begun
The doors of black stone parted with a sound like the grinding of mountains. Beyond them, the air was thick—so thick that Joaquin’s lungs fought for every breath. Magic pressed down on him from all directions, dense and oppressive, like a living thing wrapping its claws into his bones.The inner sanctum stretched wide before him, its walls veined with molten crimson light that pulsed in rhythm with some unseen heartbeat. Every flicker cast jagged shadows across the floor, where intricate runes spiraled outward from the center—a place where the very air seemed to warp and twist.And there, at the heart of it all, stood Neraxis.The warlord’s presence was not merely seen but Last Updated : 2025-08-18Read more
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Chapter 273: The Sanctum
The air in Neraxis’s sanctum fractured like glass.A low, resonant hum filled the chamber—not sound exactly, but a vibration that crawled through Joaquin’s bones, making his heartbeat feel out of sync with itself. The black stone floor rippled beneath his boots, melting into a shifting mosaic of impossible colors and shapes.Neraxis raised one clawed hand, and reality itself bent. Pillars elongated like drawn shadows, then twisted into spirals. The ceiling stretched upward until it vanished into an infinite void where constellations churned and collapsed on themselves. Joaquin could feel his mind protesting, his sense of space, gravity, even self being toyed with.“Welcome to the end of your reason,”
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Chapter 274: Entering the Void
The sanctum groaned as if the stones themselves could no longer bear the weight of the magic tearing through them.Joaquin’s blade—wreathed now in both his own energy and the lingering threads of Neraxis’s corrupted magic—clashed against the Archmage’s staff in a blinding arc of light and shadow.The impact froze the chamber for a heartbeat. Every mote of dust, every ripple in the air, hung suspended. Joaquin could feel his pulse in his teeth, the force in his arm meeting Neraxis’s with a resistance that was more than physical—it was like pressing against the will of the world itself.A low, grinding sound filled the stillness. Cracks spread outward from where their weapons locked, not just through the black stone floor but through
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Chapter 275: The Void
The world was gone.No walls. No floor. No sky. Only a yawning void that pulsed with colors too wrong to have names. Joaquin’s boots touched something that felt solid, yet gave under his weight as if he stood on the skin of a vast, living creature. His breath frosted in the air—yet there was no cold, only the sensation of being watched from every angle at once.He knew immediately: this was no illusion. Neraxis had pulled him into a pocket realm—a place crafted entirely from the warlord’s own will. Every surface shimmered with runes that twisted when he tried to focus on them, their forms changing in the corner of his eye.A deep vibration rolled through the void, like a giant heart’s slow beat. Then the darkness in front of him split open into a towering gate made of rib-like spines. B
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Chapter 276: Cont.
The void shuddered.A rift of raw, black fire tore through the air where Joaquin stood, heat and cold striking him in the same breath. The world beyond the sanctum was gone—replaced by an endless chasm of fractured light and swirling darkness.And in that collapsing space, Neraxis moved first.The High Warlock’s hand slashed downward, and the void answered. Entire constellations bent inward, their dying light collapsing into a spear of shimmering obsidian. It hurt to look at it—like staring into the heart of every shadow Joaquin had ever known.The spear screamed toward him.Joaquin didn’t move by instinct alone; he let the storm inside his veins surge, the remnants of every battle he had fought here i
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Chapter 277: It Bend
The air didn’t explode.It bent.One instant, Joaquin stood in the sanctum’s warped corridor, the next, the edges of his vision folded inward like a burning page. The walls were still there, but not in the same way. Stones swam through each other, dissolving at the edges. Shadows pooled on the ceiling like ink in water. The floor tilted, though the slabs beneath his boots didn’t shift an inch.He blinked hard, expecting the distortion to clear, but it only deepened. The air in front of Neraxis rippled as if heat rose from invisible flames, and in that distortion his form wavered—sometimes tall, sometimes impossibly narrow
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Chapter 278: The Last Blow
The air between them crackled, saturated with a magic so dense it seemed to choke the breath from Joaquin’s lungs. Neraxis stood at the far end of the sanctum, his blackened robes stirring in an unseen wind, his eyes burning with the slow, deliberate confidence of one who believed himself untouchable. The fractured remnants of his earlier spells still hung in the air — shards of warped light, fragments of distorted space, and threads of darkness weaving back into his grasp.“You have clawed your way through the Spire, boy,” Neraxis said, his voice deep as bedrock, “but here, at the heart, your strength ends.”Joaquin didn’t answer. Words were useless now. He tightened his grip on his weapon — the blade glowing faintly, flickers of his own magic laced through its steel — and forced his aching body to stand st
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