Chapter 433 Go Back! (2/2)

Ying's flame symbolizes the warrior's will, while Ling's light symbolizes his resolve.

The two divine armaments were representations of two forces within Joshua's soul, and brandishing them meant to change those pure will into realistic power. The Radcliffe family heads of old had done so before, inflaming their own will and resolve and wielding their divine armaments to fight against the daemons of Chaos.

In this very moment, Joshua had activated every power around his body, pouring every lifeforce and aura within his two weapons.

Boom–

Colossal energies were turning into waves of luminous mana, spreading across all directions.

Under the pressure, the uncountable fungal pillars were thrust downwards, thunderously reverberating through the sky, the blinding radiance making everything lucid in this subspace.

And amidst the powerful light, the tip of a spear extended.

It was an impossibly threatening gray weapon of murder. As if a plain cross-shaped spear, it flowed with dark-red circuits, the flat and sharp blade stretching and extending to the back until the end where a construct resembling an axe's edge was formed.

His face expressionless, Joshua supplied it with his own strength, and flames started to burn upon the blade. The Nuclear Star forces danced before the edge, as if it would explode at any time and destroy everything before it.

The Dragonslayer Swordspearexists in the mortal realm once more, and the opponent it faces was a great demon of Pestilence, Herlas the Witherer.

Every monster on the land, be it plant or animals, virus or fungus—all life settled down. The foreboding sensation of death echoed throughout the world, petrifying them moving a single inch. Even Herlas, who had completely assumed an inhuman form, could feel a lighting sensation of danger throughout his body, as if he would be totally pulverized by that gargantuan body in the distance in the very next moment.

”I've underestimated you,” he mumbled.

But so what?

Facing Joshua who wields the Spear of Divine Retribution—a weapon that once faced an evil god, Herlas suddenly got an idea. In seconds, his entire body became a cascading liquid metal substance of vigor. The entire world was providing him vigor, allowing the cultist high priest to complete the intricate biological transformation in less than a second.

In that instant, a huge cavity appeared in his chest where a black sphere appeared. Fluid plasma swirled around it, the dark blue high-energy condensation gathering and dispersing. An intention that was sufficient to devour all things flowed from within, breaking apart all earth that stood thousands of meters around Herlas—the shattered land than rose, collected by the sphere.

—Void Shrink.

It was not a technique that could be used by Supreme tiers, but the most powerful divine spell learned after reaching Legendary and mastering the Cult of Pestilence's most powerful codex.

Legend has it that this spell originated from an unnamable deity who was hidden within the Void of Chaos to consume the forces that the world uses. That majestic existence used that power to devour the stars and entire continents, along with the seas and the skies.

Herlas did not master the power either, but he could forcibly use it in a general sense.

Enough.

The sphere quivered, the shapeless ripple spread and ripping space apart. With Joshua at its center, dark dimensional tears spread like a spider web, reaching out wildly towards a certain center as if being drawn in by some terrible vortex.

At the same time, the Dragonslayer Swordspear darted out, the dark-red fluorescence mixed with solar flashes, stabbing towards where Herlas was.

Two powers met.

Sound vanished.

In the lightless world of plagues, a flash that far surpasses the sun suddenly exploded. It shone amidst the sky that was filled with clouds of dark spores, raising ripples from its sheer impact force all around the sphere.

The pillars of fungi were burnt to ash in seconds and blown off by the gale. Even the underground soil where thousands of poisonous insects hid was incinerated into cinders.

But the ruthless power was quickly declining, as if something was quickly absorbing and devouring the power from its very heart.

As the radiance and impact force weakened a little, Herlas, crippled, his rear halo shattered, stared at Joshua who was nearby, most of his flesh contorted by horrendous gravity shift.

”You've lost.”

He said.

”No.” The warrior shook his head, flashing a bright smile. ”You've lost.”

Crack.

A distinct sound voice of something cracking rang in the air.

In an instant, a gigantic dimensional crack broke into the entire subspace of plagues after the collision between the two powers. On the other side of the crack was that familiar riverbank of Magel's Unfrozen River.

In that moment, Joshua who appeared to be so hurt he could not move rose into the air. The swordspear in hand, he took the opportunity as Herlas was left astonished, swept it and briskly sent him flying into the dimensional crack.

”Go back!”猎龙剑枪 from Dark Souls 3.