Brand New Life Online: Rise Of The Goddess Of Harvest Chapter 1921: Heaven Sword

"What power does that sword possess?!" Erika exclaimed, her voice filled with astonishment.

"It is called Emptiness," Elena explained. "It’s a sword technique I developed myself. I believe it can sever this space and allow us to escape, but... the dinosaurs are becoming overwhelming. I will require everyone to guard my back."

The group exchanged glances, their minds made up. Harumi, in particular, was keen on preserving the Imaginarium Cores they had collected, saving them for her brother.

"Very well, it is settled," Matsuo declared. "The chosen location is crucial. I detected a spatial anomaly—that is where the Domain is at its weakest. Follow me!"

With the static barrier deactivated, Matsuo led the charge through the dense jungle. As they advanced, dinosaurs spawned relentlessly, hundreds of them emitting furious roars and giving chase to the party.

Yasuke moved with lethal grace, his katana slicing through the horde, keeping the monstrous beasts at bay until they finally arrived at the area Matsuo had indicated.

The designated spot was directly before a colossal cliff face that plunged into a deadly abyss—the highest elevation within the Domain. Harumi gave a resolute nod and commenced channeling her Stance of Emptiness, her aura erupting in a pure, unblemished white luminescence.

Matsuo gestured towards the open air just above the cliff's precipice. "That is the nexus of weakness!"

Elena acknowledged his words with a nod and surged forward. She channeled her inner power, pushing her aura to its absolute zenith as she prepared to unleash her strike.

While gathering her formidable strength, she kept her katana sheathed. The reasoning was straightforward: among the formidable skills inherited from her Avatar, she had achieved complete mastery over the Draw Technique.

Drawing her blade amplified both attack potency and speed tenfold. This very principle was why numerous samurai kept their swords concealed until the decisive instant—it formed an intrinsic element of the technique.

Behind her, the rest of the group plunged into a desperate, ferocious struggle against the unending deluge of dinosaurs. Crimson fluid saturated the surroundings, mingling with the guttural roars of primeval creatures and the desperate cries of their comrades.

Elena clenched her jaw, channeling ever-increasing amounts of power toward her absolute boundary.

She poured every iota of her might into her blade as the aura of emptiness began to accumulate in distinct layers.

One layer.

Two layers.

Three layers.

Four layers.

With the addition of each new stratum, the total might of her technique achieved exponential multiplication.

Five layers.

Six layers.

The piercing scream of Anna reached her ears as a massive creature inflicted a grievous wound upon her. Elena grit her teeth, suppressing the primal urge to turn and render aid. She could not.

Seven layers.

Eight layers.

Nine layers.

Ten layers!

Elena unleashed a guttural roar that echoed from the very depths of her being. In a single, fluid motion, she drew her blade, executing the Sword Draw Technique, and unleashed the Blade of Emptiness, condensed ten times over.

And then...

Silence.

"...?"

It manifested as a mere sliver, an insignificant incision. Not a soul perceived any shift in the atmosphere. The strike appeared utterly futile.

It had failed.

Their eyes widened in sheer terror. All their efforts had been in vain.

But with astonishing suddenness, all elemental forces surged forth from Elena's aura—fire, water, earth, wind, and more. The various stances and breathing methodologies seamlessly fused into a singular entity.

Only at this precise juncture did Elena commence the true reawakening of her power through that solitary, potent strike.

Because to unlock its ultimate potential, the Heaven Stance had to be layered atop it.

And so...

Elena unleashed her entire aura simultaneously, discarding all other attachments as superfluous burdens. She attained a state of absolute void, devoid of all things.

Yet, paradoxically, through that very emptiness, everything contained within her surged outward, filling the surrounding expanse.

The fabric of reality itself began to distort.

It transpired in the span of a single heartbeat.

A colossal blade-like gash ripped through the heavens. A violent seismic shockwave flung all matter outward as the ground fractured and crumbled under immense gravitational pressure. A massive detonation followed, projecting distorted fragments of spacetime in a chaotic maelstrom of destruction.

Ultimately, the tremor caused the very essence of space to shatter, revealing a vast, luminous fissure.

In all actuality, the necessity to escape had vanished.

Elena's devastating assault had been so overwhelmingly potent that the entirety of the Domain unraveled, disintegrating into countless crystalline shards. In the subsequent moment, all individuals found themselves inexplicably transported back to the confines of the Museum.

She had succeeded.

Elena had channeled the absolute might of her Avatar, further amplified by the totality of her cultivated strength. In that singular moment, she had transcended her own peak condition.

However, the cost was grievously high. The immense expenditure had left her utterly depleted. Her legs buckled, and she plummeted to the ground.

"T-That was astounding! Elena—wait?!" Matsuo exclaimed, his voice laced with concern. "Are you alright?!"

"She cleaved the very sky?!" Erika cried out in disbelief. "W-What in the blazes?! I've never witnessed my father accomplish anything remotely like that!"

"That was unparalleled swordsmanship!" Yasuke marveled. "Ah, Master... I fear her condition is critical..."

"I know...!" Harumi hurried to Elena's side, her voice thick with worry. "Elena! Are you alright?"

"She’s not," Anna declared urgently, channeling mana into Elena. "That attack completely drained her life force! Please, give her some Imaginarium Cores!"

"But..." Harumi hesitated, clearly reluctant.

"Why the hesitation?! She risked everything to save us!" Anna’s voice rose in frustration.

"...You’re right." Harumi finally relented, handing over four cores. Elena began to absorb them, the vibrant rainbow energy swiftly mending her depleted reserves.

Elena’s breathing deepened and steadied as her eyes fluttered open. "D-Did I... did I do it?"

"You certainly did!" Elisa exclaimed, beaming. "That was absolutely incredible, Elena!"

"You saved all of us!" Monica added with obvious relief.

"I-I’m so glad..." Elena let out a shaky sigh. "I... I think we should leave now. Has anyone seen Frank?"

"I can still sense him and the Heroic Spirit nearby," Yasuke reported, his brow furrowed. "They’re inside another Domain! What? Was he trapped in there with it?"

"We have to go to him!" Harumi insisted. "Frank never takes this long to defeat his opponents. The enemy must be far stronger than he anticipated. Let’s move quickly!"

"Wind Wolf, you’ll carry Elena!" Anna commanded, carefully helping her girlfriend onto the beast’s back. "Everyone else, keep up!"

The group swiftly navigated the museum’s winding corridors, arriving at Yasuke’s indicated location—a colossal rift tearing through reality.

"Wait, what is tha—"

A deafening explosion rocked the area. Matsuo reacted instantly, activating a powerful backup talisman. A divine barrier shimmered into existence, shielding them from an attack that would have undoubtedly caused severe injuries.

"What in the blazes, dude?! One disaster after another! I swear I’m losing my mind!" Erika yelled, thoroughly exasperated. "What was that blast?!"

"I’m trying to get a clear view!" Matsuo responded, augmenting his vision with his Magic Aura to pierce the lingering smoke.

As the haze dissipated, stunned silence fell over the group.

The entire Domain where Frank and the Heroic Spirit had been battling had fractured and merged with the Museum itself. A terrifying vortex of shattered landmasses and swirling, distorted colors now churned before them.

"What is happening now?!" Elena stammered, her eyes wide.

"I don’t know, but stay on guard!" Harumi cautioned. "Matsuo, raise the barrier higher so we don’t fall in!"

"Understood." Matsuo nodded, elevating the protective shield. It revealed a gargantuan battle unfolding far below them.

A monstrous, humanoid lizardman resembling a dinosaur let out a deafening roar. This imposing figure, possessing three heads and ten arms, wielded bone-crafted weapons and unleashed devastating claw strikes against a colossal, eight-headed serpent.

It was a clash of kaiju proportions. Their titanic blows relentlessly shattered the very fabric of the Domain. However, what truly shocked the onlookers was the immense meteor hanging ominously in the sky, rapidly plummeting toward the chaotic scene.

"What is that?! What’s going on?!" Elisa cried out in alarm.

"A meteorite?!" Matsuo questioned, his voice laced with disbelief.

"Frank!" Harumi suddenly spotted him, unconscious on a massive piece of floating land, nestled within a newly formed crater.

"That monster... could that be the legendary Yamata-no-Orochi?!" Yasuke asked, his voice trembling. "Why would such a beast be here? And why... why is it a Heroic Spirit connected to my master’s future husband?"

Yasuke then revealed the startling truth to the group. The colossal eight-headed serpent was, in fact, the mythical demonic dragon from ancient Japanese folklore. Frank had apparently summoned it as a last-ditch effort to defeat the monstrous Dinosaur Spirit.

And it seemed to be succeeding. The Dinosaur Spirit was faltering, its form rapidly disintegrating under a barrage of deep, unhealing wounds that struggled to regenerate.

The beast let out a furious roar, raising all its limbs skyward as the meteor crazed its descent.

."

Yamata-no-Orochi spoke, its voice a striking contrast to its fearsome appearance—surprisingly gentle, almost elegant. It chuckled softly at the rampaging dinosaur, addressing it with an air of amusement, as if it were not an equally terrifying entity.

This display only fueled the Dinosaur Spirit's rage. It roared again, a primal sound of fury, as the meteor hurtled relentlessly closer.

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