All Chapters of Solo Ascension: Chapter 41
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Trial of Demigod Continues! (18)
"No," Damon said softly. "I'm just the guy holding the scythe."Damon swung the blade, decapitating the Avatar of Light in a single slash. He walked over to the whimpering Valerius, and did the same.[Target Eliminated: Legendary Avatar 'Lucius'.][Target Eliminated: Legendary Avatar 'Valerius'.][The Gods of Light and Wealth avert their eyes in shame!]The silence returned to the Savage Lands, broken only by the crackling of the dying holy fire in the craters. Damon dismissed his scythe. He fell to one knee, resting his hand on the dirt. The magical exhaustion was heavy. He had survived without using the Tapestry, but it had pushed him to his limits.The crimson chat box popped up, its text frantic and filled with relieved, obsessive tears.[Goddess of Fate]: You are safe! You are safe! You are safe![Goddess of Fate]: I was so scared, my King. I thought the fire was going to touch you. I almost broke the door down.[Goddess of Fate]: You killed them perfectly. You are the only true
Trial of Demigod Continue! (19)
Damon felt a breath against his left ear. He instantly spun, swinging the scythe, but he only cleaved empty air. Loki was still standing thirty yards away, flipping the silver coin."It's annoying, isn't it?" Loki laughed softly. "You have the power to sever concepts. You can cut gravity, space, the light, and the debt, but tell me, Damon Silverstar... how do you cut a joke?"Damon’s expression remained blank, but internally, his mind was racing. Jubei had taught him to strike intent, but Loki had no intent. Aurelius’ Domain had failed because Damon stopped thinking. Loki was the inverse, feeding Damon so much sensory data that it was impossible to lock onto a target."I don't need to cut the joke," Damon said. "I just need to cut the clown."Damon gathered a burst of Divine Mana, expanding his aura outward. He flared his killing intent so vehemently that the physical space around him began to warp and crack. If he couldn't pinpoint Loki with his eyes, he would use his Divine Percepti
Trial of Demigod Continues! (20)
Loki Vance crouched casually a few feet away,. In The Madhouse, Loki was the author of the rules. The Grand Illusionist rested his chin in his hand, his emerald eyes tracing the jagged crimson lines of the Goddess of Fate's brand that were burning furiously through Damon’s torn shirt."It's a fascinating paradox you find yourself in, Executioner," Loki murmured, his voice echoing from every direction in the swirling sky. "Your domain is trying to expand. My domain is telling your domain that 'outward' means 'inward'. You are literally suffocating under the weight of your own superiority."Damon gritted his teeth, tasting copper. He tried to grip the handle of the scythe embedded in the glass next to him."Ah, ah, ah," Loki tutted, wagging a finger. "I wouldn't do that if I were you. Your scythe embodies the concept of cutting, correct? In The Madhouse, intent is mirrored. If you swing that blade with the intent to sever my neck... your own head will fall off your shoulders."The crims
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Damon closed his eyes. The necrotic orb was inches from his face. Damon didn't try to dodge. He emptied his mind, entering a state of profound nothingness. He severed his own conscious connection to his nervous system, letting the muscle memory of three years of brutal martial arts training take over.The Flow. Because there was no conscious intent to avoid the spell, there was nothing for The Madhouse to reverse. Damon’s body acted on pure, thoughtless instinct. He casually tilted his head a fraction of an inch to the left. The S-Rank necrotic orb grazed his dark hair, sailing past him and detonating against the crater wall behind him.Loki’s smile vanished. His emerald eyes widened in genuine shock. "What?"Damon opened his eyes. The crimson irises were blank, devoid of malice, anger, or strategy.He didn't step toward Loki. His body simply flowed forward, gliding across the neon purple glass like a phantom. He made no sound, because his mind was empty, the domain's reversal law sli