Free Web NovelChapter 634: 634. A Void Eater Was An EX-Summon? Now, I Do Hope That Fulfills The Hype!
The transformation was not a sudden burst but a grueling, agonizing metamorphosis. The Void Eater did not merely grow; it actively consumed everything around it.
The ribbons of energy from the fallen summons, the heavy granite of the golems, the searing heat of the fire constructs, and the liquid flow of the water spirits were being crushed and compressed into the creature’s singular mass.
The sound was a cacophony of grinding stone and roaring flames, a violent alchemy of the dead. The creature’s form pulsed like a dying star, expanding and contracting as it forced the disparate elements into a cohesive, terrifying whole.
Rex stood motionless, his eyes locked on the spectacle. His internal system worked overtime, processing the sheer density of energy concentrated in that one spot.
Suddenly, a notification flashed in his mind, sharp and gold, cutting through the chaos of the battlefield.
[WARNING: MASSIVE ENERGY DENSITY DETECTED]
[EVOLUTIONARY PATHWAY: UNKNOWN...]
[ANALYSIS COMPLETE: ENTITY CLASSIFICATION EX CLASS (UNIQUE)]
Rex’s eyebrows shot up. EX Class.
A tier that defied the standard hierarchy, a creature born not of a single summon but of the collective essence of a fallen army. It was a singular anomaly, a monster that shouldn’t exist.
The Void Eater let out one final, earth-shaking roar as the last of the silver energy was sucked into its core. It stood there, a towering titan of obsidian and shimmering, metallic sinew.
Its presence was so heavy that the very air around it seemed to warp, creating a gravitational pull that made the dust dance in frantic circles. It was beautiful in its brutality, a masterpiece of stolen life.
Mordecai, still trembling on the ground, looked up at the beast with a mixture of terror and pride. It was his last gamble, his final, desperate prayer to the gacha gods.
Rex didn’t look at Mordecai. He didn’t look at the survivors.
He looked only at the EX Class monstrosity. A slow, predatory grin spread across his face, one that promised nothing but absolute violence.
"No need for backup, Mordecai," Rex said, his voice steady and terrifyingly calm. "You’ve done enough."
"You’ve provided the stage... now let me give the performance."
With a heavy, metallic clack, Rex slammed his fists together. His gauntlets, reinforced by the elemental energies he had mastered throughout the night, hummed with a sudden, violent intensity.
He didn’t call upon his golems or his undead. He didn’t need them.
He was the apex; he was the storm. He wanted to feel the impact of this thing against his own skin, and he wanted to break it with his bare hands.
He closed his eyes for a fraction of a second, letting his foresight expand. The world of the present faded, replaced by the shimmering, translucent overlays of the future.
He saw the Void Eater lunge, a blur of obsidian shadow. He saw the earth shatter under its weight.
And he saw himself dodging, his movements a blur of kinetic perfection.
But then, he saw the real future. He saw a collision of pure, unadulterated force, a moment where his elemental strike met the creature’s core, a flash of light so bright it would blind anyone watching, and the subsequent explosion of shattered obsidian.
The foresight showed him the path to victory, but it also showed him the cost: a battle that would push his very soul to the breaking point.
He opened his eyes, and they were glowing with a fierce, golden light. The foresight confirmed it.
The path was clear. The challenge was worthy.
"Come on then, you fucking bastard!" Rex roared, his voice echoing through the ruined Underlayer.
He lunged forward, a streak of golden light and elemental fury, heading straight for the heart of the EX Class nightmare. "Show me if you’re actually worth the hype!"
BAMMM!
The collision was not a sound; it was a catastrophe.
When Rex’s elementally charged gauntlets met the Void Eater’s obsidian forearm, the resulting shockwave leveled the remaining ruins of the castle gate. A hemispherical blast of kinetic energy rippled outward, forcing the survivors to press themselves into the dirt to avoid being tossed like ragdolls.
BOOOM!
Rex didn’t pull back. He leaned into the impact, his teeth gritted so hard they threatened to crack.
The Void Eater was a mountain of dense, dark matter, and the sheer weight of its strike sent a jolt of agony up Rex’s arms that felt like his bones were being ground into powder.
"Is that it?!" Rex spat, a spray of blood flying from his lips as the creature delivered a heavy, sweeping kick. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ
The Void Eater moved with a terrifying, liquid grace that belied its massive size. It swung a limb of shimmering, metallic sinew, a strike so fast it tore the air with a sonic crack.
Rex tried to parry, but the sheer velocity caught him in the ribs.
CRUNCH.
Rex was sent skidding backward, his boots carving deep furrows in the scorched earth. He gasped, the air driven from his lungs, a jagged crack visible in his side.
But before the pain could even settle into a dull ache, his Supreme Healing kicked in. A golden, ethereal glow pulsed beneath his skin, the broken bone knitting itself back together with a sickening, rapid squelch, and the bruised tissue mending in a heartbeat.
He didn’t even wait to stand fully before the Void Eater was upon him again.
The creature was a whirlwind of obsidian and silver. It unleashed a flurry of strikes, heavy, crushing blows that felt like falling meteors.
THUD. CRASH. SMASH.
Rex danced through the chaos, his foresight guiding him through the millisecond gaps in the monster’s onslaught. He saw the lunge before it happened, saw the heavy swipe of the creature’s tail, and pivoted with a roar.
Rex countered with a concentrated burst of elemental mastery. He thrust his fist forward, a lance of pure, white-hot kinetic energy erupting from his gauntlet.
SHIIIIING!
The beam pierced the Void Eater’s chest, tearing a massive, gaping hole through its obsidian torso. Black, viscous fluid sprayed across the courtyard like ink.
For a moment, the creature faltered, its massive frame swaying.
But the Void Eater was a master of survival. As Rex moved in for the kill, the gaping wound began to hiss.
The silver essence within its body swirled violently, the stolen mana acting as a cosmic glue. Within seconds, the hole was gone, the obsidian flesh sealing shut with an instant regeneration so fast it looked like the wound was retreating into itself.
"Still standing? Fine by me!" Rex laughed, his eyes dancing with manic delight.
The fight descended into a beautiful, violent madness. Rex became a blur of golden light, striking with the force of a collapsing star.
He landed a heavy overhead smash that split the Void Eater’s head open, only to have the creature grab him with its massive, clawed hands and slam him into the ground with enough force to create a crater.
Rex’s arm snapped under the pressure, the bone protruding through the skin. But even as he felt the white-hot flare of the injury, his Infinite Regeneration surged.
The bone slid back into place, the skin sealed, and the muscle rebuilt itself before he could even groan. He was a man who could not be broken, only delayed.
The Void Eater responded by erupting in a wave of dark, gravitational energy. The ground beneath Rex began to liquefy, trying to swallow him whole.
Rex roared, his telekinesis flaring to stabilize his footing, while his gauntlets began to glow with a terrifying, concentrated light.
They were two gods of attrition, clashing in the ruins of a world. Every blow Rex landed was a masterpiece of destruction, and every blow the Void Eater returned was a mountain falling on his soul.
Blood, sweat, and silver essence sprayed the battlefield in a chaotic dance of life and death.
"Come on!" Rex screamed, his voice raw, his muscles bulging to the point of tearing.
He lunged forward, his foresight showing him a singular, narrow window of vulnerability in the creature’s shifting core. "Let’s see which one of us runs out of miracles first!"
The battlefield was no longer a courtyard; it was a churning vortex of pulverized stone, spilled blood, and shattered reality. The air itself felt bruised, heavy with the scent of ozone, scorched earth, and the metallic tang of massive amounts of blood being shed and instantly replaced.
CRACK BOOM!
Rex and the Void Eater collided in midair, a violent explosion of kinetic force that sent a shockwave rippling outward, shattering the remaining standing walls of the castle like they were made of glass. They tumbled to the ground in a chaotic heap of limbs and obsidian, rolling through the dirt in a frenzy of claws and fists.
Rex hammered a fist into the creature’s jaw, a blow so powerful it sounded like a sledgehammer hitting an anvil.
THWACK!
A spray of thick, black ichor erupted from the Void Eater’s mouth, splashing across Rex’s mask. Rex didn’t flinch.
He grabbed the creature’s throat, his gauntlets glowing a blinding, incandescent gold, and drove his knee into its midsection.
KRA KOOM!
The impact sent a shockwave through the ground that made the survivors stumble and fall. The Void Eater’s abdomen buckled, the obsidian skin cracking like a frozen lake.
A torrent of dark, shimmering blood geysered out, drenching Rex in a warm, viscous coat of gore. But as the creature roared in agony, the wound hissed.
The silver essence of the stolen summons swirled into the gap, the obsidian plates sliding back together with a wet, grinding sound, sealing the breach as if it had never been opened.
"Don’t you dare stop!" Rex roared, his voice a primal, guttural sound.
