Chapter 775: The Power of the Lifeform Mandate
The sky above the battlefield flickered with unstable energy, a pulsing Lifeform data point labeled “Vitality of the First” flaring into existence.
“He’s there!”
“Quick, find him!”
A sudden, sharp burst of sound erupted from the nearby forest, followed by a deep, resonant roar. The air trembled as a massive, armored Lifeform warrior, its form barely visible beneath the thick veil of war, staggered forward, its glowing eyes scanning the battlefield. It raised one massive hand, its face contorted in a grimace, its chest heaving as it summoned a surge of crimson energy from deep within its core.
It stood there, motionless, its presence a storm of raw, untamed power, utterly still yet radiating an aura so intense it seemed to freeze the very air around it.
“That one’s the big one. They must be far away.”
The voice came from behind, a low, calm tone. The warrior’s face turned sharply, its eyes narrowing as it spotted the figure approaching. It raised its hand again, fingers splayed, and a shimmering crimson glow erupted from its palm—its soul eye flaring to life, locked onto the approaching target.
“You… You’re the one they call the ‘First’?”
The warrior’s voice was a thunderous whisper, its tone layered with awe and fury.
“You’re the one who’s been leading them. The one who’s been hunting us.”
The warrior stepped forward, its heavy footfalls shaking the ground. Its eyes—burning crimson—locked onto the target’s face, its entire being focused on the enemy before it.
“You… You’re just a human. You don’t belong here.”
A deep, guttural laugh escaped the warrior’s lips, its voice echoing across the battlefield.
“You’re nothing but a spark in the storm.”
The Lifeform’s chest heaved as it unleashed a wave of pure energy—its soul eye flaring brighter, a crimson beam lancing out toward the target.
“You don’t even understand the power you’re facing.”
The warrior’s body trembled with suppressed rage, its limbs tensing as it prepared to strike.
“You’re not even worth the effort.”
But before it could move, a voice cut through the silence.
“Big Human,” came a calm, commanding tone, “you’re mistaken. This is not about strength. It’s about purpose.”
The warrior froze.
The figure before it—human in form, yet radiating an aura of authority—raised a hand, palm open.
“You’re not the only one with a mandate.”
The warrior’s eyes narrowed, its crimson gaze locking onto the human’s face.
“You’re not even a real one. You’re just a shadow.”
The human stepped forward, their expression unwavering.
“I am the one who carries the Law of Life. And I am here to end this.”
A ripple of energy passed through the air, and the battlefield fell silent.
“You’re not the only one who’s been watching.”
The warrior’s chest rose and fell, its body trembling with suppressed fury.
“I’ve seen what you’ve done. The lives you’ve taken. The nations you’ve crushed.”
The human’s eyes flickered with something deeper than anger—sorrow, perhaps.
“But you’re not the one who decides what’s right.”
A sudden, sharp crack split the air.
The warrior’s body convulsed.
Its soul eye flared violently—then shattered.
A wave of crimson energy exploded outward, tearing through the air.
“No…”
The warrior staggered back, its armor cracking, its form flickering.
“You… You’re not real.”
The human stepped forward, their voice calm.
“I’m real enough.”
The warrior collapsed to one knee, its body flickering like a dying flame.
“You… You don’t understand.”
“I do.”
The human raised their hand again.
“I know what you are. And I know what you’re becoming.”
The warrior’s face twisted in agony.
“You’re not the First. You’re just a copy.”
The human turned away.
“And I’m not here to fight you. I’m here to end this.”
The battlefield fell silent once more.
The warrior’s form flickered one final time—then dissolved into nothing.
The human stood alone, their back to the fallen enemy.
“It’s over.”
They turned, looking out across the ruined battlefield.
“It’s time.”
(End of Chapter)
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