Chapter 163 -163-Three Figures
This was the boy’s ultimate move—his strongest technique, one he had honed to the absolute limit. Even a tier-8 Awakener wouldn’t be able to withstand such a devastating blow. This was his trump card, his final, desperate strike.
Under his slightly nervous gaze, the entire region where Owen had stood was engulfed in a void—silent, lifeless, as if all matter and energy had been wiped clean. The boy held his breath, half-expecting to see nothing left of his opponent.
But then, a sharp crack split the silence, like the shattering of glass.
A strange, radiant light flickered into existence, forming a translucent shield that floated mid-air—mysterious and divine. Cracks spidered across its surface until, with a final crisp snap, it fragmented into countless pieces and disappeared.
And there—amid the emptiness, bathed in dazzling golden light—stood Owen.
Not annihilated.
Not grievously wounded.
He looked... untouched.
His aura was calm, unshaken, and flawless. There was not even the faintest trace of injury on his body. The strike that could obliterate a secret realm had been fully blocked—absorbed and dissolved—and he remained standing, unharmed.
The boy’s eyes widened in shock.
He had poured every last ounce of energy into that attack. And yet, it had not even left a scratch.