Chapter 90
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The heavens groaned under the weight of the storm, the dark expanse boiling with unnatural energy.

Suddenly, the gloom was severed. Two jagged spears of emerald lightning tore through the clouds, shrieking as they homed in on the Drakhael. The beast didn't flinch. A low, vibrating chuckle escaped his throat, and his eyes ignited.

Vwoom.

Twin beams of concentrated flames erupted from his gaze, meeting the lightning head-on.

The collision was absolute. The shockwave didn't just push the clouds aw
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  • Chapter 90

    The heavens groaned under the weight of the storm, the dark expanse boiling with unnatural energy.Suddenly, the gloom was severed. Two jagged spears of emerald lightning tore through the clouds, shrieking as they homed in on the Drakhael. The beast didn't flinch. A low, vibrating chuckle escaped his throat, and his eyes ignited.Vwoom.Twin beams of concentrated flames erupted from his gaze, meeting the lightning head-on.The collision was absolute. The shockwave didn't just push the clouds away—it flayed them from the sky, carving a massive, circular void in the storm. Through the drifting vapor, Lirien hovered, his silhouette framed by the destruction, arcs of green electricity bleeding wildly from his eyes in a display of furious power.For a moment, the world hung in the balance. Fire and lightning danced in a violent deadlock, hissing and popping as they fought for dominance.Then, the scale tipped.With a surge of will, the Drakhael pushed. His crimson beams flared brighter, ea

  • Chapter 89

    Reality Assertion Art It is neither a skill honed by muscle memory, nor a spell woven from the universe’s ambient forces. It is something far more primal.When a Mytherian or entity breaches the threshold of the Fourth Level of Essence Evolution, they unlock the "Mind’s Eye"—the dormant, terrifying potential of pure mental energy. This power bypasses the need for Twilight, Abstract, or any external fuel source. It is the art of imposing one’s imagination directly onto reality.To wield it is to forgo the chant and the spell circle. Instead, the user turns their gaze inward, seizing the essence coursing through their veins with the grip of their mind. They visualize a shape—a sphere of water, a blade of fire—and through sheer force of will, the world bends to match the image in their head.But such dominion exacts a heavy toll.For the initiate at the Fourth Level, the art is a narrow path. They can manifest only a single target at a time, requiring a trance-like focus. A lapse in con

  • Chapter 88

    50 years ago in Phlegethon The clouds in the blood-red sky rumbled as a brutal wind swept across the wasteland, dragging curtains of red sand through the air. In the molten rivers of the demon realm, a lone figure thrashed through liquid fire, each movement drawn out by agony.His skin blistered, peeled, and reformed in endless cycles. Flesh charred, scales cracked, then regenerated anew. Black smoke coiled from his body, yet he never stopped moving, never allowed himself to sink.A soft giggle drifted across the inferno.Another figure stepped into view at the river’s edge, her silhouette elegant against the hellish glow. She watched him with idle amusement, head tilted, eyes gleaming.“You seem to be having a good time, Lirien,” She said, her voice smooth as velvet.He dragged himself against the current, teeth clenched, eyes burning with resentment.She smiled.“Why don’t I make all this… worth it.”Lirien halted mid-stroke, molten waves lapping against his frame as he turned towa

  • Chapter 87

    Envy’s Bulwark was never meant to be a shield alone. Through the manipulation of his abstract energy and demonic magic, Lirien could reshape it into a dimensional gate, one capable of devouring an opponent’s attack, warping its very nature, and hurling it back in a twisted reflection.That same demonic force, the abstract energy, was not limited to brute destruction. It could be refined, molded, and wielded as magic. The Sinlord of Envy, Syzerene, had long since mastered this art, engineering methods to turn such power into an instrument of absolute advantage in battle.And like all things born of envy, she passed them down to those who served beneath her, shaping monsters such as Lirien into weapons that did not merely endure attacks, but claimed them, corrupted them, and made them their own.~~~~~~~~A victorious grin curled across Lirien’s lips as he gazed at the massive detonation above. Slowly, his eyes drifted across the battlefield—only to widen in faint surprise.They were sti

  • Chapter 86

    The group gazed up at the colossal fireball looming above Remiel, its infernal glow painting their faces in hues of blood and ash. Terror etched itself into every expression.“What… what’s that beast thinking?” Ragna breathed, eyes locked on the sky. “Has he forgotten we’re still here?”“An attack of that scale could completely obliterate everything on this battlefield,” David said, drawing a steadying breath. “I just hope he has something up his sleeve.”“Hmph. I am not as reckless as you think.”A deep, guttural presence reverberated through their minds as a thin red barrier flared into existence around the group, its surface shimmering like heated glass.Elynora’s eyes widened. “A barrier…? How does a barrier solve anything?”Seran stared at the crimson veil, Equilibrium Sight flaring. His expression shifted.“…This isn’t an ordinary barrier,” He said slowly. “It’s made of compressed energy from his essence.”The barrier pulsed in rhythm with Remiel’s aura above, threads of the sam

  • Chapter 85

    “The rage born from the phoenix's demise has allowed the beast and the demon within him to surface,” Nalaz mused, his gaze fixed on the figure hovering above Lirien. “And yet…” He narrowed his eyes. “It seems he is still the one holding the reins.”~~~~~~~~“Hey, hey… you could've allowed me finish my beautiful speech.”Lirien dusted himself off and stepped out of the crater. He had survived the impact, though a glance downward confirmed the cost: his left arm was snapped.Through the synergy of Covetous Reflection and Green Eyed Ascension, he had successfully assimilated the Septets’ attributes. With their heightened senses andelemental strength coursing through him, he had managed the impossible: tracking Remiel’s light-speed assault. It had been a close call, but he had intercepted the attack at the final second, using his arm as a shield to tank the blow.Crack!With a sickening crunch, Lirien snapped his forearm back into place. His expression didn't flicker, his face a mask o

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