“I should finish this,” Jack said. “Now that I think about it again, weren’t these guys a bit too weak for Sovereigns who were direct underlings of Typhaon?”
Jack shook his head.
They were strong, but he wasn’t weak either.
‘I shouldn’t doubt my own abilities.’
Darkness stretched beneath Jack and he activated his Spell, Corpse Memories
It allowed him to take a peek at the recent memories of a corpse.
This Spell would help him find the Child of Mana and the Core of Typhaon.
….
Finally, I’ve completed my Concept.
Thanks, uncle.
The desolate battlefield stretched out endlessly, littered with scorched earth and broken stones.
The sky, shrouded in ominous gray clouds, seemed to ripple around the monster made of red lightning.
“What is that?” Zeus muttered. “That thing is not… human.”
The humanoid figure made of red lightning turned its faceless head toward Zeus.
It had no face or any distinctive feature.
A heavy aura of oppression pressed down on Zeus.
The air itself seemed to grow denser and harder to breathe.
Intense terror clawed at his mind, making his pulse race.
He unconsciously started to sweat.
The ‘monster’ disappeared in a flash, and Zeus felt a breeze pass by him.
Isn’t it too rude to call me a thing, uncle?
The voice echoed from behind Zeus.
Before Zeus could move, blood trickled from his eyes and mouth.
His knees buckled, and he collapsed face-first into the dust.
The metallic scent of his own blood filled his nostrils as strength drained from his body.
‘He attacked me? When? No, how did his attack even bypass my defenses so easily?’
Zeus tried to move, but his body didn’t respond.
He attempted to summon lightning, only to realize his mana was completely depleted.
‘What…?’
Your defenses aren’t strong enough to stop my Death, uncle.
Hearing Neo’s words, realization dawned on Zeus.
Neo’s Death had ascended to a completely different realm of strength.
‘I shouldn’t have let him build up death.’
Even Zeus who could analyze, counter, and copy any technique he could see once was unable to understand Neo’s death.
He glared at Neo.
Neo ignored him, stepping past the fallen man.
With his Concept now complete, his mastery of Death had returned and evolved to reach Expert rank.
“Where are you going!?” Apollo’s voice rang out.
He stood in Neo’s path.
The air grew heavier, brimming with Holy energy.
Bright golden light began to flood the battlefield as Apollo’s Divine Transformation amplified his strength.
The oppressive presence of Holy elementals surged exponentially in the surroundings.
Apollo launched a full-force attack, holy flames crackling as they soared toward Neo when suddenly—
Die.
Neo’s voice rang out, cold and absolute.
The golden sun vanished from the sky as if erased by an unseen hand.
Apollo staggered.
His strength dissipated with Sunshine.
He looked up, his face pale with shock.
“Where did it go…?”
It’s dead
Neo snapped his fingers and Apollo collapsed to the ground, drained of all strength.
Don’t worry. Spirits can be revived if you feed the Spirit Seed enough Divine Energy.
Neo stepped past Apollo.
Ahead, the dark forest loomed ominously.
The twisted trees, with bark as black as coal, swayed unnaturally, as though alive.
The forest was Typhaon’s body, and somewhere within it was Typhaon’s Core.
Since Typhaon could manipulate space, finding the Core was impossible unless Typhaon allowed it.
Neo raised his hand. Explore more at empire
Divine Swordsmanship Seventh Stance: Tenraizen.
He slashed downwards.
Something cracked.
Then, the space within the forest shattered like glass.
Everything in the direction where Neo slashed began to compress.
Since he had killed the space, it was no longer being enlarged by Typhaon and it returned to its original size.
Far ahead, a colossal tree emerged from the shrinking forest.
Its trunk was hundreds of meters thick, and its branches twisted toward the sky like clawed hands.
At the center of the branches, a powerful whirlwind swirled menacingly.
That’s Typhaon’s Core.
Neo walked forward with unhurried steps.
The forest seemed to come alive in response.
Trees and branches writhed like serpents and lunged toward him.
Flames ignited in the air, racing to consume him.
The ground shifted and walls of earth rose to block his path.
Die.
The single word echoed like a Grim Reaper’s command.
Everything fell silent.
The forest’s assault stopped as if the life had been drained from it.
Neo stopped before the colossal tree which was also Typhaon’s Core.
He placed his hand on the tree trunk.
Concept of Eternal Death.
A Death that could kill Immortals.
By forcing them to sleep for Eternity.
It was the Death Neo learned about by himself after spending an eternity in the fourth vision of the Sphinx.
Back then, he wanted to die, and kept thinking about how he could kill himself despite being an Immortal.
The answer he reached was Eternal Sleep (Death).
A death without dreams.
A death from which one couldn’t be resurrected, since sleep was not true death.
Sleep.
A pseudo-death that could become far worse than true death if one was made to sleep for eternity.
Even Immortality couldn’t protect one from Eternal Sleep.
It was Neo’s Death.
Neo placed his hand on the bark of the giant tree.
He pushed his Concept into it.
Earlier, he used Expert mastery Death to attack Zeus and Apollo without adding his Concept.
This was the first time he was using his Concept.
The tree trembled.
It tried to resist.
Typhaon was on the verge of waking up due to the commotion created by their battles.
But it stopped moving soon after and fell into a prolonged sleep.
I guess I need to work harder.
Neo stared at his palm.
Forcing someone to sleep for eternity needed huge amount of Divine Energy.
The best I can do for now is forcing it to sleep for 30 years.
If someone else would’ve heard Neo’s disappointed tone, they would’ve been shell-shocked.
Even an Empyrean Demigod would be troubled to use such long lasting attacks.
He had done it when he was only a Grade 5 Mythic Demigod.
Now the Child of Mana…..
