Chapter 1595: Humble servant
Chapter 1595: Humble servant
The battle reached its zenith as the six faction leaders all poured the entirety of their powers at Reverend Madness, each blow resonating with a fury that would have flattened entire armies.
Yet what they faced was not a man but an ancient monster half a billion years old. Reverend Madness’s martial skills appeared inexhaustible, and his defenses were monstrous. Even the combined efforts of these Peak Divine Transcendence attacks could only dent the dark exoskeleton covering his body. Whenever a single blow came close to penetrating that shell, black tendrils of energy would emerge from beneath it, intercepting or redirecting the incoming power.
On the other hand, every counterattack from Reverend Madness brought catastrophe. Whether by swinging his bizarre weapon and unleashing massive arcs of black starlight or by hurling blasts of demonic energy from his fists, he inflicted staggering casualties.
One arc of that black starlight, crackling with unholy power, could slice through a formation of Divine Transcendence Masters, leaving twisted bodies and shattered armor in its wake. The battlefield was quickly littered with the wounded, dying, and dead. Blood pooled in the craters left behind, and the air grew thick with the coppery tang of death.
Despite the carnage, the six faction leaders refused to yield. They exchanged silent nods, eyes gleaming with grim resolve. No matter how much they hated each other, they loved living more, so Lucius, Azure, and the others fought side by side with everything they had.
Each time Reverend Madness tore through one of their lines, they regrouped, calling upon the power of their towers to heal, bolster, and strike again. Yet, with every exchange, the futility of their situation became more apparent. The monstrous swarm of insectoid creatures kept the Divine Transcendence Masters occupied, preventing the rank-and-file from offering meaningful support. And the six leaders, however formidable, could not seem to force Reverend Madness to even stumble.
Eventually, the grim moment arrived. Reverend Madness battered the Alliance’s front lines once more, bringing them to the brink of collapse. Hope wavered in the eyes of even the mightiest leaders. But just as the situation appeared hopeless, Afira closed her eyes and summoned five obsidian stones from a space ring. Each stone pulsed with a faint, ethereal glow.
Clutching them in trembling hands, Afira poured her essence into the stones, chanting words in a long-forgotten tongue. The stones shattered into dust, and an immense, spectral energy flared around her. Blood trickled from her eyes and nostrils as she pushed her abilities beyond mortal limits, forging a binding spell that spanned the battlefield.
“Soul Sundering Net!” A colossal net of soul energy converged around Reverend Madness, latching onto him with intangible chains.
The effect was immediate. Reverend Madness paused mid-swing, his body surrounded by shifting layers of ephemeral light. He tried to wrench himself free, but a flash of pain contorted his features. For the first time in this entire engagement, the ancient monster was surprised.
Afira’s face was pale, streaked with bloody tears as she poured everything she had into sustaining the spell. She roared with all her might, “Attack now!”