Chapter 2643: Final Strike
Julian soared high into the sky, golden light trailing behind his wings. His breathing was ragged, but his eyes still burned with fierce defiance. Kronos stood unwavering, confidence radiating from every inch of his battle-worn frame. He raised his scythes once again, ready to end the battle with a final, merciless strike.
Then the air split.
BOOM!!
A deafening shockwave erupted as the two forces clashed again. Blinding light exploded from the collision, forcing many spectators to shield their eyes. When the radiance faded, gasps echoed across the stands.
Mid-flight, Julian’s divine form suddenly flickered. His body stuttered in motion, as if momentarily caught between planes.
"No... not now!" he hissed through gritted teeth, panic flashing across his face.
The Guardian’s Blessing, his divine buff, wavered. The brilliant aura that had carried him this far dimmed to a pale shimmer. His momentum faltered.
Kronos saw it.
And he struck.
Without hesitation, he surged forward, scythes swinging in a devastating arc of temporal distortion. Julian had no time to counter.
Gritting his teeth, he dropped into a defensive posture, pulling his shield close as he activated a desperate measure—[Phase Spiral].
He spun midair, the shield rotating rapidly with him. The technique bent the trajectory of Kronos’s strike, diffusing the force like a spiraling cyclone of light.