Chapter 482 Where the Glyph Ends, the Voice Begins
One second of silence. One breath from Fitran.
Then Voidwright attacked again. The assault came without sound, without anger; only one purpose etched in her mind: to end the form that could not be proven.
"Axiom Pulse: Perfect Resolution"
A wave of destruction swept without form, not made of fire, lightning, or energy, but forcing the entire world to conclude reality absolutely.
As a result, all wild glyphs were destroyed, disintegrating like fine dust in the wind. The Voidlings began to slowly disappear, drawn into the void, and the emotional Pactum—the bond that tied the sorcerers to memories—began to be erased from their minds, the people trapped in a broken history.
Beelzebub's body was severely injured, as if the world was retaliating against every evil act she had committed, and she could no longer stand upright. However, Fitran remained unshaken. His eyes remained fixed on the center of the vortex of absolute systems. Pain coursed through his body, but his heart throbbed with an undefined strength, as if a fire was igniting within him. Amidst his heartbeat, he felt the presence of a defiant love, giving him strength in the darkness of existence.
And at what should have been the end—he did not defend himself.
He simply closed his eyes and said:
"I will not retreat. I will not retaliate. I will just stay here... until you are ready to know love."