NOVGO.NET Chapter 1408 Power
Chapter 1408 Power
Though the first sentinel was spared of the monster he fought, with the light of the world back, the saint’s earlier advantage had returned.
As the god of Asterra and with endless energy, She was nothing but a beam of light that rendered every one of the sentinels’ attacks useless, dominating the battlefield.
Both armies stood back as they fought. The scale at which they battled was not such that they could intervene.
To them, it was clear that their battle had no meaning. The winner would be decided by their leaders and leaders alone.
‘I’m using it.’
The first Sentinel’s eyes narrowed as the second’s thought echoed in his mind. He sent a glance toward him, and was shocked at his companion’s state; battered, with his mask cracked.
Then in a grim, tacit agreement, they both nodded.
The second acted without hesitation.
‘Take the light and basic elements.’
It was at that moment Atticus dropped from the sky into the second’s path with a thrust that split the air.
But the second Sentinel’s gaze only flashed, his thought echoing: ‘do it.’
In the next moment, voices rose across the battlefield,
“Let there be no light!”
“Let the elements of fire, water, air and earth be docile!”
Pillars of light detonated from the Will Guard’s ranks, swallowing the sky.
The world was plunged into a perfect, absolute night. But that wasn’t all.
A second wave folded through the world. Flames dulled, currents stilled, stone and wind obeyed. In the next moment, fire, water, air, earth turned docile as if told to sleep.
In that blank, the Sentinel watched with a cold look as Atticus’s dark crimson glow sputtered and faded.
As his speed stuttered and dropped, the Sentinel’s eyes gleamed.
‘I’ll kill you.’
He detonated in a surge of blackness that struck Atticus and hurled him away. He spun through the skies, regaining his momentum. He turned to see the Sentinel’s gaze filled with pure malice drilling into him.
The sentinel growled.
“Full morph.”
Darkness erupted around him, writhing like living tendrils.
His body began to distort. His bones cracked, muscles swelled beneath his armor as his frame stretched upward.
Tendrils of darkness coiled tightly around his growing limbs, constricting, reinforcing, until his once humanoid shape towered like a war titan.
Two long fangs jutted from his mouth, glistening black, and his eyes ignited with a violent crimson glow.
He roared, and the sound doubled, two voices screaming in unison across the wasteland. The first Sentinel had joined him, their screams merging into one monstrous harmony.
The second Sentinel’s eyes flicked toward Atticus and glinted with approval at the unshaken sharpness within those cold, mechanical eyes.
‘Finally,’ he thought, ‘something beyond his control.’
“I must admit,” he said aloud, voice rumbling. “This battle has shocked me in many ways. I was right, you are more than you seem. Tell me… how did you gain such powers?”
In all his millennia, he had never witnessed someone fusing the elements so seamlessly. It wasn’t that it was impossible, rather, it wasn’t something a mere god from the verge should be able to achieve.
‘It’s like his power. Is the fragment influencing him?’ As his thoughts churned, his response came.
“Telling you is irrelevant.”
The Sentinel’s eyes narrowed. “What do you mean?”
“The information will be useless to you,” Atticus’ tone was devoid of life. He sounded monotone, soulless, inhuman.
“Because you will die.”
The Sentinel’s anger flared.
“Then the time for tricks is over!” he thundered. “Your kind taint this world and breed only chaos…”
Darkness spiraled violently around him, condensing into a vortex that cracked the skies. With a deep dip, he blasted forward, his acceleration dwarfing anything he had unleashed before.
“You will be erased!” he roared.
But in the face of his charge, Atticus moved with a chilling calm. He sheathed his katana.
Then, his voice rumbled through the world;
“Sundering Storm.”
For a heartbeat, the darkness vanished, erased by a flood of radiant purple light that devoured the horizon.
…
‘He’s coming.’
Anorah threw herself to the side, evading the charging monstrosity that was the Sentinel.
“Where do you think you’re running to, you ant? Fight me!” the creature thundered before charging toward her once more, darkness rippling around him.
Once again, the light of the world had vanished, and Anorah found herself being pushed back. In this state, Solvath’s power was the only thing that worked.
But with the strange technology that countered it, along with the sudden increase in power, Anorah had no choice but to fall back.
For Anorah, the silent world of Logoth was one she was already used to. It made her think, made her efficient. And in this situation, it made living reality easier.
But even as she fought, she found images of one slipping through Logoth.
‘Because of me.’
As with any technique, any imperfection in its function was always caused by the user.
Logoth itself was perfect, but only if she maintained it. Though she’d resolved to repay the Will Guard for what they’d done, it was easier said than done.
Her mind was a mess even before she slipped into Logoth. And though she felt no emotions, something deep within her kept on trying to pull her away from Logoth, to make her feel.
With light, Anorah held it off and focused on battling, but as the light of the world vanished once more, she found herself lost in the darkness.
“There it is!” The wicked voice of the Sentinel echoed across the dark. Anorah saw the beast of a man abruptly stop his charge, instead staring at her with an excited glint in his eyes.
He licked his dark lips with a slithering tongue.
“Emotions!” he said with glee, “I can feel it.”
In the next moment, Anorah felt a surge of rage engulf her whole body. She slipped out of Logoth before she could realize.
‘Shit!’
Anorah felt Solvath’s emotions roaring through her but fought it off. She had felt the Sentinel trying to manipulate her emotions earlier, but to no avail. But now, he had been able to slip through the cracks!
‘I have to go back.’
She tried to enter Logoth, but her emotions kept on rising. Anger, grief, vengeance.
She turned toward the Sentinel.
‘He took him away from him.’ Anorah felt her anger roar.
‘I’ll kill him!’
She exploded in an intense surge of purple light that pierced the darkness.
“I’ll kill you!” Anorah thundered, consumed by anger and need for vengeance. She didn’t even register the grin on the Sentinel’s face.
As She blasted toward the Sentinel, he suddenly threw a device that she blindly hit with her sword.
It exploded in a cloud of smoke that consumed Anorah. The purple light around her began to flicker, and she felt solvath’s power wane.
‘My power… what’s happening…’
The Sentinel let out a wicked laughter.
“People have always been so easily manipulated by their emotions!” the Sentinel sneered.
“Die knowing your companion’s death was in vain.”
He closed the distance in a blur, eyes glinting, claws flashing, ready to tear Anorah apart when a cold voice cut through the darkened world.
“Sundering Storm.”