Alex focused entirely on Morgathis.
The massive primordial dragon dashed toward him at lightning speed, closing the distance in a fraction of a second.
Time seemed to slow as Alex watched the golden outline of Morgathis’ body move.
The abyss was pitch black.
Alex couldn’t see anything except for those golden outlines, which were the only thing keeping him from being completely blind.
Morgathis, the God of the Abyss, and his Chosen One all assumed he was completely in the dark.
And normally, they would be right.
The [Veil of Light] that surrounded the abyss prevented any light from passing through, but that didn’t mean Alex was helpless.
[Kill him.]
‘On it.’
Alex knew what he had to do.
Morgathis had to die instantly.
If he only injured him, the God of the Abyss and his Chosen One would have time to react.
They wouldn’t let him land another hit if they saw it coming.
But Alex had the perfect combination of skills to make sure that wouldn’t happen.
His [Staff of Pure Hatred] still in hand, he pointed it straight at Morgathis.
Heaven’s Chains!
Golden chains erupted from the staff, racing toward Morgathis like lightning.
[Heaven’s Chains: One hundred golden transparent chains emerge from your staff, binding enemies.]
Alex knew the chains wouldn’t hold a primordial dragon for long.
That much was obvious.
But if they could stop Morgathis for even a fraction of a second…
That was all Alex needed.
The chains wrapped around Morgathis, catching him off guard.
“Huh?”
That moment of distraction sealed his fate.
Threads of Fate!
Alex activated the skill.
Golden threads suddenly wrapped around Morgathis, connecting him to the fabric of destiny itself.
‘Oh?’
Alex was surprised.
Even in this total darkness, he could see the golden threads wrapping around Morgathis’ body.
It was something he hadn’t expected, but it worked in his favor.
Morgathis barely flinched as he tore through the chains, unfazed.
“You cannot see me, fool, stop trying with your useless magic!” the dragon roared.
His massive claws swiped at Alex, closing in at impossible speed.
Less than a split second had passed that Morgathis had already broken free.
But…
‘I win.’ Alex smiled.
He took his stance, adjusting his position with precise movements.
And then, he swung.
Bleeding Dragon Claws!
His claws slashed at Morgathis’ neck just as the dragon lunged at him, avoiding the attack.
“How did you avoid—?!”
Morgathis didn’t get to finish his sentence.
A sharp pain tore through his throat.
“ARGH—!”
[Weakness hit, dealing 1000% damage.]
Alex didn’t even need to check Morgathis’ HP to know the attack was devastating.
Just think about it.
250 million base damage.
Add to that 10,000% of Alex’s strength.
His strength was currently at 2,170,548 points, plus an additional 1 million from the [Armor of Pure Hatred].
Altogether, that amounted to 567,054,800 damage, over half a billion in a single strike.
And that was before the weakness multiplier.
With 1000% extra damage…
That became 5,670,548,000 damage.
“HELP—!”
Morgathis tried to call out to his god, but no sound came.
His throat was already too torn apart.
And Alex didn’t stop there.
“Goodbye,” he whispered.
He pulled his claws back, then swung again.
Again.
And again.
Each slash tore through Morgathis’ flesh, leaving deep, gaping wounds.
[Morgathis, Primordial Abyss Dragon, Level 2000]
[HP: 20,000,000,000]
Morgathis had 20 billion HP.
After only four strikes, and within a fraction of a second, he was already dead.
“…”
“…”
Varyn and his Chosen One watched in silence.
They could see through the abyss.
Unlike Alex, they had perfect vision in the darkness.
And yet, even seeing everything, they still didn’t react.
If Morgathis was so weak that he lost to a blind human, then they had no reason to save him.
Eventually, the primordial dragon collapsed.
Ding!
[You have slain “Morgathis, Primordial Abyss Dragon” and gained 100 billion experience points!]
Alex’s eyes flickered.
That was almost as much experience as he gained from killing the entire hallway of participants in the Dragon Trial Temple.
That was the power of a primordial dragon.
Unfortunately for Morgathis, his overconfidence had cost him everything.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
[You have reached level 866, gaining 4 stat points to all attributes and 5 free points to assign.]
[You have reached level 867, gaining 4 stat points to all attributes and 5 free points to assign.]
[You have reached level 868…]
…
[You have reached level 876, gaining 4 stat points to all attributes and 5 free points to assign.]
[Level: 876 – 1,350,000,000/9,800,000,000 experience points.]
Ding!
[Choose something to extract from Morgathis!]
Alex’s panel appeared before him, glowing in the abyss.
He glanced at Varyn and his Chosen One.
They weren’t moving.
They were simply watching.
‘Varyn, you called me here to get rid of another Chosen One… but aren’t the [Chosen Games] happening later?’
‘Yes,’ Varyn grinned. ‘But this one intruded into my domain. That means I can kill him outside of the games. Makes things easier. And while we’re at it, we’ll get rid of Kaelios too.’
‘Perfect.’
In the Abyss, they could communicate through thoughts, allowing for silent conversation.
‘I will assist you,’ Varyn added. ‘It would be stupid to attack alone and lose the advantage.’
‘Yes, that’s true,’ the Chosen One of the Abyss nodded, ‘Let’s get rid of him while he’s focused on that fool.’
‘Well said, Lorien,’ Varyn smirked, raising his hand, darkness rippling around his fingers, ‘Our rise is coming soon. And when the Chosen Games begin, we’ll be so powerful that we can kill the rest of them as well.’
‘True,’ Lorien nodded.
All they had to do was eliminate Alex.
…
Back to Alex.
Three panels appeared in front of him.
These were his extraction options.
[Wings of the Abyss Dragon (Artifact+)]
[Description: Worn by Morgathis. Can be used for the Dragon Bloodline Trial, though there is a chance of being sent to the Abyss if worn.]
[Abyss Core (Divine)]
[Description: Allows access to the Abyss at any time, as well as the ability to leave freely.]
Alex’s eyes widened slightly at the second option.
‘…I could just leave.’
But he shook his head.
‘No.’
He wasn’t leaving.
He wasn’t running away.
He was going to kill them.
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[Abyss Flames (Artifact+ Skill)]
[Description: Summons the power of the Abyss to cast powerful flames at enemies. If mastered, can be breathed like a dragon. Consumes 3,000,000 mana. No cooldown.]
Alex didn’t hesitate.
He selected it immediately.
Ding!
[You have acquired a new skill: “Abyss Flames” (Artifact+)]
He didn’t know how to use it, and it was only at [Basic]-rank, so he would have to test it out, but at this very moment, he knew he couldn’t afford to.
It was a Primordial Dragon’s skill.
It must be powerful.
‘I’ll merge it with the others later,’ he thought as well.
He wanted to reduce his amount of skills, instead opting for having a small amount of them, but extremely powerful ones.
Most of his old spells were starting to fall short. His raw strength had outpaced them.
Spells like [Demonic Spear], [Heaven’s Chains], and [Arc of Divinity] were still useful, but even they were starting to feel weaker.
His mana regeneration was slow, only 10,000 mana per second.
He needed more spells.
He needed more power.
And he already had an idea of how to get them.
But first, his gaze locked onto the God of the Abyss and his Chosen One.
Their small, white pupils gleamed in the darkness.
Then, Lorien, Varyn’s Chosen One, took a step forward.
They were getting ready to attack.
The final battle in the Abyss was about to begin.