Free Web NovelChapter 635: 635. There’s No One In The Underlayer Could Challenge Me!
He was covered in a cocktail of his own crimson blood and the creature’s black ink, his tan skin glistening under the carnage.
He swung a wide, sweeping arc with his gauntlet, a blade of compressed air and fire slicing through the air.
SHIIIIING!
The strike caught the Void Eater across its torso, carving a deep, jagged trench through its muscular chest. The creature’s flesh peeled back in violent ribbons, exposing the glowing, silver core of its stolen essence.
More blood sprayed a frantic, pulsing fountain of black liquid that coated the ground in a slick, deadly mire.
The survivors, huddled in the shadows of the ruins, watched with wide, trembling eyes. They were paralyzed by a primal, existential dread.
To them, the battle wasn’t a fight; it was the collision of two gods. They saw Rex take a hit that should have decapitated a man, a massive, obsidian claw slamming into his shoulder with a sickening CRUNCH of bone and muscle, only to see the wound erupt in a golden light and vanish in a heartbeat.
They saw the Void Eater be torn apart, only to stitch itself back together like a nightmare made of sewing needles.
"They aren’t even human anymore..." one mage whispered, her voice trembling as she watched a chunk of Rex’s cheek fly off, only to be replaced by new flesh before the blood could even hit the ground.
"Heck... they’re even worse than us monsters..." One demon whispered back.
Rex was a whirlwind of carnage. He lunged forward, his foresight guiding him into the creature’s guard.
He caught the Void Eater’s massive arm, twisted, and with a roar of pure, unadulterated ego, he snapped it.
SNAP!
The sound was deafening. The obsidian limb shattered into jagged shards, spraying black blood in every direction.
Rex didn’t stop; he used the momentum to drive his glowing fist straight into the creature’s eye socket.
SQUELCH!
The eye burst in a spray of silver fluid and dark gore. The Void Eater let out a scream that felt like it was tearing the very sky apart, a sound of pure, unbridled fury.
It grabbed Rex by the waist, its claws sinking deep into his abdomen, tearing through muscle and organ. Rex gasped, a fountain of bright red blood erupting from his mouth, coating his chest in a crimson mask.
But even as he hung there, impaled and bleeding, Rex was laughing. A bloody, manic, terrifying laugh.
"Is that all you’ve got?!" he screamed into the creature’s face, his eyes burning with a golden, predatory fire. "I’ve felt worse from a goddamn breeze!"
He slammed his palms against the creature’s chest, and a massive, localized explosion of elemental energy detonated between them.
BOOOOOOOM!
The blast sent them both flying in opposite directions, leaving a massive, smoking crater where they had been clashing. The ground was a graveyard of broken obsidian and cooling blood, a testament to a struggle that defied the very laws of life and death.
The battlefield had ceased to be a landscape; it was now a churning, visceral sea of gore and pulverized stone. The sheer volume of blood, Rex’s bright, arterial crimson, and the Void Eater’s thick, ink-like black ichor had turned the courtyard into a slick, steaming slaughterhouse.
CRASH! BOOM! SPLAT!
Rex lunged through the mire, his movements a blur of golden light. He wasn’t just fighting anymore; he was conducting a symphony of destruction. He caught the Void Eater mid-leap, his gauntlets glowing with a violent, unstable violet hue.
He drove both fists into the creature’s solar plexus with the force of a falling mountain.
KRA KOOOOOM!
The impact didn’t just dent the obsidian; it shattered the creature’s entire torso into a spray of jagged shards and black fluid. The shockwave was so intense it sent a wall of blood flying outward, drenching the terrified survivors like a macabre rain.
But as Rex pulled his hands back, his eyes narrowed in a flash of frustration. The silver essence within the creature was already screaming, swirling into the shattered cavity like a frantic whirlpool.
Before the shards could even hit the ground, they were being pulled back into the mass, the flesh knitting together with a sickening, wet slurp.
"Damn it!" Rex roared, wiping a smear of black blood from his forehead. "It’s like trying to punch a goddamn liquid!"
The Void Eater didn’t give him time to contemplate. It lashed out with a whip-like tail of condensed mana, catching Rex across the chest.
WHAP CRACK!
The blow tore through his pectoral muscle, ripping a jagged canyon of flesh from his shoulder to his hip. A fountain of red sprayed the air, but Rex merely grinned through the agony.
His Supreme Healing was working overtime, the golden light of his regeneration clashing with the dark spray of the monster’s blood.
He was satisfied. The sheer scale of the carnage was feeding his ego; he had never felt more alive, more dominant.
But his mind, sharpened by the foresight of a conqueror, was racing. He knew brute force was a stalemate.
He was fighting a cycle of infinite destruction versus infinite reconstruction.
’Think, Rex... think...’
He dodged a massive, crushing overhead strike that turned the ground beneath him into a crater.
THOOM!
As he rolled, his foresight flickered. He didn’t see a way to break the creature; he saw a way to overload it.
"You can’t heal what’s been turned into nothingness," Rex muttered, his voice dropping into a low, dangerous growl.
He began to change his rhythm. Instead of singular, massive strikes, he began a relentless, high-frequency assault. He became a golden streak of lightning, landing dozens of precise, stinging blows every second. freeωebnovēl.c૦m
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He wasn’t aiming for the limbs or the torso anymore; he was aiming for the nexus, the core where the silver essence gathered to perform the regeneration.
He struck the creature’s chest, not with a heavy smash, but with a concentrated, vibrating pulse of elemental energy.
VREEEEEEE!
Every time the creature tried to seal a wound, Rex was there, hitting the exact same spot with a microscopic, high-pressure burst of kinetic force, disrupting the flow of the silver essence.
The Void Eater began to panic. For the first time, its movements lost their grace.
It swung wildly, its massive claws missing Rex by mere inches, the air whistling with the force of its desperation. It let out a distorted, gargling scream as Rex’s relentless strikes began to fray the edges of its very existence.
Rex’s eyes burned with a predatory brilliance. He could see it now: the silver essence was becoming unstable, and the "glue" was losing its grip because he was hitting it faster than it could settle.
"Almost there..." Rex hissed, his muscles trembling with the effort of maintaining the tempo.
He was pushing his own regeneration to the limit, his body a frantic engine of healing and striking. "I’m going to burn the very concept of ’healing’ out of your veins!"
He gathered every ounce of mana he had left, his gauntlets beginning to vibrate so violently they hummed with a terrifying, high-pitched whine. He wasn’t just preparing a punch; he was preparing a molecular execution.
He was going to find the frequency of its soul and shatter it.
"HRAAGGHHHH!!!" Rex lunged toward the Void Eater again.
BAM! BAM! BAM!
The battlefield had transcended mere combat; it was a cosmic meat grinder. The ground was no longer earth but a viscous, steaming sludge of pulverized stone, Rex’s bright crimson blood, and the Void Eater’s thick, obsidian ichor.
KRA KOOOOOM!
Rex was no longer just fighting; he was dominating. He had found the rhythm of the monster’s heartbeat, and he was breaking it.
Every time the Void Eater attempted to regenerate, Rex was there, his foresight predicting the exact microsecond the silver essence would begin to flow. He didn’t just hit the wound; he hit the flow.
With a roar that shook the very foundations of the Underlayer, Rex launched a sequence of strikes so fast they appeared as a continuous golden halo of violence.
BAM! BAM! BAM! CRASH!
He hammered the creature’s core with a concentrated, vibrating frequency of elemental energy. It was like hitting a bell with a sledgehammer; the vibrations didn’t just bruise the flesh; they shattered the molecular bonds of the silver essence itself.
"You’re too slow!" Rex screamed, his face a mask of blood and sweat, his eyes glowing with a terrifying, divine arrogance. "Your ’immortality’ is just a delay!"
The Void Eater let out a sound of pure, existential terror. Its regeneration was stuttering.
The wounds weren’t sealing; they were fizzling. Instead of knitting back together, the stolen energy was being agitated into a chaotic, unstable state by Rex’s high-frequency kinetic pulses.
Rex saw the opening. The creature’s chest was a churning, unstable mess of silver and black, unable to decide whether to heal or explode.
"Now... DIE!"
Rex didn’t just punch. He channeled every drop of his infinite energy into a single, catastrophic point.
He lunged into the center of the creature’s mass, his gauntlets erupting in a blinding, supernova white light. He drove his hands deep into the unstable core, his fingers literally grasping the essence of the stolen summons.
VREEEEEEEEE BOOOOOOOM!!!
He didn’t just strike; he detonated the core from the inside out. The kinetic energy traveled through the creature’s entire nervous system, vibrating every cell at a frequency that defied the laws of physics.
The silver essence didn’t just fail to heal; it turned against the host, exploding outward in a violent, internal chain reaction.
The Void Eater’s body swelled, its obsidian skin stretching to the breaking point, its eyes glowing with a frantic, dying light. Then, with a sound like a thousand glass mountains shattering at once, the creature simply disintegrated.
SHATTERRRRRRRRR!
