Chapter 218: The End of the Battlefield
"Quick—what’s that?!"
"I don’t know!"
The crowd of the Holy Knight society, gathered in the sky, fell silent as a crimson glow flickered across the vast expanse of the battlefield. The massive, blood-red Lifeform surged upward from the ground, its body splitting open like a wide, gaping maw. The air trembled with power as the creature rose, its form stretching into a towering, towering platform of flesh and shadow.
And the Lifeform it was facing—its twin, burning red, soaring higher into the sky—was no less immense. It towered over the battlefield, its body so vast it dwarfed even the tallest mountains, its presence blotting out the stars. The sheer scale of the two titans was overwhelming.
"Is this… entering the realm of the Cg?"
"Are we supposed to witness the boss battle now?"
"Good heavens, what a spectacle!"
"Alright, we’re ready. We’ve come prepared—this isn’t about our strength alone, but the sheer scale of this battle," said a voice, firm and resolute.
The Holy Knight society watched in awe as the crimson Lifeform surged across the battlefield, its limbs flailing like storm-lashed trees. It tore through the ground, lifting entire mountains like pebbles, and sent shockwaves rippling through the air. The sky itself seemed to scream as the two titans clashed, their movements shaking the very fabric of reality.
A deep, guttural roar echoed from the Great Gloomfang, its voice reverberating across the battlefield like thunder. The sound tore through the air, causing the ground to split open. The Lifeform trembled, its body writhing as if in agony, but it did not fall. Instead, it roared back, its crimson glow intensifying.
"No!"
The Lifeform’s face, a grotesque mask of twisted flesh, twisted in fury as it turned toward the Holy Knight society. The air around it warped, as if reality itself recoiled from its presence. But it was already too late—its body had been torn open, its spirit scattered across the battlefield. It was no longer a unified being, but a fragmented, broken thing, struggling to maintain its form.
"Is this really… all that’s left?"
The Holy Knight society stood frozen, their hearts pounding. The Lifeform had been shattered, its spirit torn apart by the sheer force of the battle. The Holy Knight’s leader, Ku Zhiye, stood at the edge of the battlefield, his eyes fixed on the sky. He knew this was not the end.
"Red!"
A sudden burst of crimson light tore through the air, a blade of pure energy slicing through the atmosphere. It came from the Holy Knight’s own mouth, a beam of Crimson Glimmer fired with precision. The light struck the Lifeform’s core, shattering it completely. The creature let out a final, agonized scream before collapsing into a pile of glowing, lifeless flesh.
But even as it fell, the Lifeform’s spirit—its soul—refused to die. It flickered, struggling to reassemble itself, to rise again.
"No!"
Ku Zhiye raised his hand, and the Soulflare erupted from his body, a wave of pure spiritual energy that swept across the battlefield. The light enveloped the Lifeform’s remains, sealing them, preventing any further resurrection. The spirit was trapped, its power extinguished.
"It’s over."
The battlefield fell silent. The sky, once filled with chaos, now hung still, as if holding its breath. The Lifeform was gone—its body reduced to ash, its spirit sealed away. The Holy Knight society stood in awe, their hearts heavy with the weight of what they had witnessed.
Ku Zhiye lowered his hand, his breath steady. He had done it. The battle was over.
But deep within him, he knew—this was only the beginning.
(End of Chapter)
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