Endless Evolution: Last Star Chapter 1568 1568: You Are Weak (Part 1)

Whooooosh. Whooooosh. Whooooosh.

Amid a ferocious, blood-soaked tempest, Adam and Vaarh dashed through the chaos of the battlefield, obliterating all that stood in their way. Whenever they drew near, no structure or creature escaped unscathed, whether it be savage beasts or towering icy formations.

Yet, despite their balanced clash where Vaarh held the upper hand, a deep scowl etched across his features.

Adam was down to roughly thirty seconds, perhaps even fewer, until his power faded entirely, the Evolution Tree drained to nothing, and the monster energy overwhelmed him completely.

Vaarh grasped this situation perfectly, yet a sense of impending triumph eluded him. Instead, as each moment ticked by and another foe fell, his pulse quickened relentlessly, surging with not just thrill but a growing dread of loss.

'What's happening?' Vaarh pondered while driving his fist into Adam. 'Why does it seem like he's got a shot at victory? He's got under a minute before he drops dead!!!'

Even with the azure eye's all-seeing vision, Vaarh overlooked a crucial detail that Alexia spotted first.

The golden glow within Adam's gaze intensified steadily, building to its utmost brilliance.

That radiance burst forth from Adam's eyes, briefly dazzling both Vaarh and the azure eye, just as Adam's Path Construct activated.

Click.

A sharp click echoed inside the inner space, where golden streams emerged from the shadowy edges, choosing to surge toward the Evolution Tree as well.

Step. Step. Step.

Lone Blaze, assaulted by the monster energy like every other segment of the Evolution Tree, observed the golden streams creeping forward from the distant voids of the realm.

This occurrence signaled that the power originated straight from Adam in the external realm. It had occurred with the monster energy previously, and now the enigmatic golden power took its place.

"What... is this?" Lone Blaze whispered.

She struggled to pinpoint her emotions: was it thrill, terror, or reverence?

The peril from the monster energy now saturating the Evolution Tree was clear to her, yet her faith in Adam remained unshaken. She trusted that his bold gamble would guide them to triumph once more.

But...

Details on the golden streams eluded her entirely. Such a sight was utterly foreign to her experience.

All she could grasp was that this power had manifested for a particular purpose, triggered by the ongoing conflict beyond.

"Hmm... Can the Evolution Tree take in this power at this moment? Will the monster energy block it?"

Questions swirled in Lone Blaze's mind. She yearned desperately for clarity.

Yet, the sole resolution lay within her own being.

"Agh?"

Lone Blaze's eyes bulged as the golden streams twisted and aimed directly at her. They bypassed the Evolution Tree itself, its roots and limbs, zeroing in on her alone.

The bewilderment across Lone Blaze's expression slowly shifted into delight.

Some unfamiliar force, likely a fresh power from Adam, had selected her among all the Evolution Tree's components.

"R-Right." Her words quivered. "Now it's my chance to grow stronger and aid Adam in claiming victory!"

Crack. Crack. Crack.

The golden streams pierced the gene, funneling into a compact, isolated chamber inside Lone Blaze.

Her grin widened progressively until the golden power contacted her core.

THUMP!

Lone Blaze's eyes flew wide, her pupils contracting amid the searing torment.

"GHA!"

She gripped her chest, desperate to stifle the agony. Her veins bulged as endless golden streams poured in relentlessly, flooding her form.

Resembling a patient on the brink of death, Lone Blaze flailed her limb, seeking any anchor, but only void enveloped her—no barriers, no aid.

"Agh... Agh... Agh..."

Gasping for air, she crumpled to her knees. She wished this torment had concluded, allowing her to regain composure and heal.

But...

The instant she glanced upward, more golden streams barreled toward her. Their numbers had swelled beyond the previous wave, mirroring the ecstasy Adam felt in his perilous duel with Vaarh.

Each prolonged clash drew Adam nearer to oblivion, summoning even greater volumes of golden streams.

It dawned on Lone Blaze at last that this wasn't a gift, but pure torment.

And... She doubted her ability to withstand another surge.

"No... No, no, no!" Lone Blaze cried out, scrambling backward, yet the golden streams had already encircled her.

A harsh light flashed in her eyes right as a harrowing wail of her suffering reverberated across the inner space.

She twisted in anguish, no longer able to bear it.

For Lone Blaze, this marked merely the start, to her misfortune.

The torment burned fiercely, yet it fell short of ending her, especially since Lone Blaze lacked a corporeal form.

This represented just the initial phase of the golden streams, and Lone Blaze stood unprepared for what followed.

Still, alternatives escaped her.

"GRH!!!"

Lone Blaze jerked as a torrent of blood spurted from her lips.

'Am I... injured?' Lone Blaze wondered, staring at the inky blood. 'How is this possible?'

Comprehension hit her hard, flooding her with fresh waves of dread.

'This force... it's ripping me to shreds!'

In typical circumstances, Lone Blaze might attempt to expel the power or refine it to remove its threat.

At present, such actions proved unattainable.

She lacked insight into this power's essence and saw no method to counter it.

Her only option was to endure the suffering and hemorrhage, as the golden streams kept streaming in from Adam's ongoing struggle.

Indeed, Adam's breaking point loomed mere twenty seconds away, but to Lone Blaze, that span stretched into endless torment.

Step. Step. Step.

Suddenly, footfalls approached from nearby, prompting Lone Blaze to lift her head gradually.

Her eyes locked with the Silver Weaver's, who arrived not with compassion.

Rather, he came to inflict the contrary.