Lothe’s pupils shrank to pinpricks.
"No..."
It felt as though his very soul had fractured when he saw Seana’s battered body crushed beneath the colossal titan.
BOOOOOOM!!
The fifty-meter crocodile’s ten-ton foot smashed into the earth, burying her deep in the shattered bedrock.
Lothe’s chest seized in agonizing pain. He tried to move, to force his legs to push him out of the crater, but his muscles refused to respond. Three jagged claw marks tore across his torso, exposing broken ribs and torn tissue. Every ragged breath spat blood onto his lips.
[WARNING: Host has sustained critical structural damage.]
[Vitality dropping rapidly...]
Lothe completely ignored the flickering system prompts. His bloody fingers dug violently into the concrete, dragging his broken frame forward inch by agonizing inch.
I have to move... I have to save her...
His body trembled violently under the strain.
In his desperation, a memory surfaced through the haze of pain—the dark purple tendrils he had manifested during the boss fight at the medical building. But ever since that day, the ability had remained dormant, as if it had been nothing more than a fever dream.
Lothe desperately reached into his consciousness, trying to recall the exact sensation, the precise mental spark that had summoned that power.
Nothing.
He tried again, straining his Qi Core.
Still nothing.
BOOM!
His bloody fist slammed into the shattered pavement in sheer frustration.
"Why now...?" his voice rasped out, barely louder than a whisper. "Of all times... why now?!"
Lothe slowly raised his head, staring up at the crimson sky. His physical frame was broken. His spear was shattered into dust. His Qi was virtually depleted.
Yet beneath his blood-soaked brow, his dark eyes burned with an terrifying, unyielding fire.
"No," he growled, clenching his fist until his knuckles cracked. "So what if my spear broke?"
His breathing was heavy and ragged, but his gaze turned as hard as diamond.
"So what if my Qi is empty? That doesn’t mean my will is broken!"
RIPPLE!
Deep within the innermost sanctum of Lothe’s soul, an ancient, deep-purple rune suddenly ignited with blinding brilliance!
His eyes widened slightly as a profound realization echoed through his mind.
If my intent is to live... then beneath these heavens, no existence has the right to claim my life!
An invisible, cosmic shockwave expanded from his body.
RIPPLE—!
The spatial dimensions surrounding the crater violently distorted.
CRACK!
The fabric of space tore wide open beside him. A massive spatial tear flared, spilling endless, ocean-like waves of dense ambient Qi directly into his broken body.
The moment the primordial energy entered his meridians, his Qi Core roared to life, absorbing it with ravenous intensity! His broken ribs snapped back into place. Deep gouges across his chest began closing rapidly as fresh, regenerated tissue wove together, washing away the blood staining his skin.
PING!
[Host has reached the threshold for breakthrough!]
[Commencing breakthrough...]
[Congratulations, Host!]
[You have successfully leveled up to Level 4, Tier 3!]
[Techniques, Passive Abilities, and Core Superpower upgraded!]
BOOOOOOM!!
Lothe’s body shot straight into the air like a purple meteor!
He completely bypassed the endless stream of system notifications floating in his vision. He could review his stats later. Right now, only one person mattered.
Seana.
A violent, superheated aura of purple Qi exploded around his body as he hovered high above the battlefield.
The terrifying, sudden emergence of energy drew every eye on the boulevard upward.
Nyren’s gray eyes widened in shock. Asher froze mid-strike. General Ashford looked up, his jaw slackening. On the distant rooftop, Oren could only stare in paralyzed disbelief.
Shock and awe washed across the faces of every soldier and student.
Lothe ignored them all. He closed his eyes for a fraction of a second, remembering his weapon—the exact weight of the shaft, the curve of the blade, the perfect balance of the steel in his palm.
In his right hand, purple spatial energy condensed, twisting into physical matter.
SHING!
A sleek, razor-sharp black spear materialized in his grip, its dark metal etched with glowing purple runic lines that hummed with spatial power.
Lothe twirled the newly manifested spear once, then released his grip. The spear hovered beside his shoulder.
With a single mental command—
WHOOSH!
The spatial weapon multiplied! One became two. Two became four! Four pitch-black spears hovered around Lothe in a cardinal formation, pulsing with deadly purple light.
His cold, glowing eyes locked directly onto the fifty-meter crocodilian titan below.
BOOM!
Lothe vanished into thin air!
The four floating spears streaked behind him like black lightning.
The first spear slammed directly into the titan’s skull!
BOOOOOOM!!
The massive fifty-meter beast was violently driven into the ground, its head smashing into the street!
Before the monster could recover, the remaining four black spears plunged into the earth around its massive frame—front, back, left, and right—forming a precise square perimeter.
The crocodile roared in fury, attempting to push itself up, but the four spears erupted with a crushing, gravity-defying spatial field!
VRMMMMMM!
An overwhelming spatial pressure slammed onto the beast, pinning its fifty-meter body flat against the shattered pavement!
High above, the sky distorted. Thousands of razor-sharp, translucent Spatial Blades materialized across the clouds, every single point directed straight down at the immobilized titan!
Dense green Qi erupted from the beast’s scales as it looked up at the floating army of blades, its reptilian eyes filling with shock.
Lothe descended slowly from the clouds, a cold, dangerous smirk on his lips.
The sight sent an icy chill down the spine of every survivor watching.
Then, Lothe released his full, uninhibited Level 4 Tier 3 aura.
BOOOOOOOOOOOM!!
An oppressive wave of pure spatial weight flattened the entire boulevard!
Soldiers gasped for air as their knees buckled. Students dropped to the ground, feeling as though a mountain had been placed on their backs.
Even General Ashford, Nyren, and Asher felt their legs tremble under the sheer density of his pressure.
What kind of terrifying power is this?! General Ashford thought, his heart pounding in his chest.
Oren clenched his fists until his palms bled. Why is it always him?! How can he possess this much strength?!
Lothe raised his right hand toward the trapped titan.
"I’ll make you bleed for every drop she lost," his voice rang out, cold as death.
He flicked his wrist downward.
WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!
Thousands of Spatial Blades rained down from the sky like a purple blizzard!
Simultaneously, the crocodilian unleashed a desperate, berserk burst of green Qi, shattering the four-spear stasis square and lunging upward with open jaws!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!
The two forces collided in a blinding shockwave!
The kinetic blast blew away the four spears, sending a tornado of concrete and dust across the battlefield.
CLANG! CLANG! BOOM!
Man and beast clashed inside the dust storm, their movements blurring into sheer speed!
BOOM!
A final, apocalyptic collision shook the foundation of the academy.
Then, silence.
THUD.
Lothe touched down softly on the cracked street, his black robes fluttering in the dying wind. He slowly turned his back on the beast.
He took one step forward.
BOOM!
His passive spatial pressure slammed into the crocodile.
The beast groaned weakly.
Lothe took a second step.
CRACK!
Spiderweb fissures exploded across the titan’s thick green scales.
The fifty-meter crocodile trembled beneath his aura. For the first time since the apocalypse began, a look of absolute, soul-crushing terror filled its reptilian eyes.
Lothe glanced back at it with total indifference.
"Since you’ve agreed to die..." his voice echoed softly. "...then perish."
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!
The fifty-meter crocodilian titan exploded into a fountain of flesh and green blood!
Massive scale plates and dark fluid rained across the boulevard as the titan’s frame dissolved completely.
Among the remains, five distinct items hovered before dropping onto the asphalt:
One Golden Orb, One Deep-Green Beast Core, Two Green Orbs, One Blue Orb.
With a flick of his wrist, all five items were swept into his spatial ring.
The purple Qi surrounding Lothe slowly faded. His body staggered slightly, a wave of mental exhaustion hitting him, but he instantly stabilized himself.
His eyes scanned the battlefield, locking onto the crater where Seana was buried.
With a subtle pull of his spatial ability, Lothe gently lifted Seana’s unconscious body from the rubble, guiding her through the air into his arms.
He cradled her gently, placing two fingers beneath her nose.
He held his breath.
A faint, warm puff of air brushed against his skin.
Lothe’s dark eyes softened completely. A long, shaky breath escaped his lungs.
"Thank God..."
He immediately began channeling his refined Qi into her meridians. Little by little, color returned to her pale cheeks as her internal injuries began to heal.
He was so focused on her that he didn’t notice General Ashford, Nyren, and Asher slowly approaching.
Ten feet away, the group stopped.
Neither the General nor Nyren knew why they hesitated. Was it fear? Respect?
Or the sheer awe of watching someone their age obliterate a fifty-meter commander beast as if it were nothing?
Nyren clenched her fists tightly, her gray eyes reflecting Lothe’s quiet profile.
"Lothe..."
A weak, raspy voice broke the silence.
Lothe looked down. Seana’s eyes were fluttering open, looking up at him in confusion.
"Save your strength," Lothe said softly, his voice warmer than anyone on that battlefield had ever heard it. "Don’t worry. I took care of the beast."
Seana raised a trembling hand, pointing past his shoulder.
Lothe frowned. "What is—"
Before he could finish, violent purple ripples suddenly flared out of control around them!
The space surrounding his boots began to tear itself apart!
Lothe’s pupils contracted. Shit!
He had completely forgotten—his spatial ability was undergoing a realm destabilization following his sudden breakthrough!
"Hold on to me tight!" Lothe barked.
Seana didn’t hesitate, wrapping her arms firmly around his neck.
Purple light enveloped them both. Their forms flickered between physical reality and translucent spatial waves.
RIPPPP!
Massive, spectral hands formed from purple spatial energy materialized out of thin air, grabbing the edges of space and tearing a wide portal open!
An immense, irresistible gravitational pull erupted from the spatial tear.
Lothe held Seana tight against his chest as the gravitational force yanked them off their feet!
"Don’t let go!"
WHOOSH!
The spatial tear swallowed them both whole before snapping shut, leaving behind only a whisper of purple mist.
Silence descended over the ruined boulevard of Crowns Academy.
General Ashford, Nyren, Asher, Oren, the soldiers, and the surviving students stared in utter speechlessness at the empty spot where Lothe and Seana had just been standing.
No one moved. No one spoke.
Only one question burned in everyone’s mind:
Where did they go?
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