My Talent's Name Is Generator Chapter 900 Against The Defender 1

In an instant, I was seated next to North, and the very next moment, my entire surroundings vanished.

The cozy warmth of the home, her companionship, and the peaceful solace of that area had all faded away. I hovered suspended in an immense emptiness.

Nothing existed nearby. No floor, no atmosphere, no sense of up or down. Merely infinite blackness extending everywhere. A lone remote star pierced the desolation, glowing distantly with its dim glow scarcely lighting the area near us.

And Defender Aurora positioned herself right before me.

She hovered there with composure, as though the void buoyed her up. Hands clasped behind her, her stance appeared relaxed. I scanned the surroundings again, verifying the absolute absence of anything else, then fixed my eyes back on her.

"Welcome, Lord Billion," her voice murmured, resonating gently through the void. "I viewed the circulating video. You've become powerful."

I offered a faint smile.

"Thanks for the compliment, Defender Aurora," I responded. "So… what's the plan here?"

Her head tilted a bit.

"Why the rush?" she inquired while advancing toward me across the void. "Allow me to share something crucial first. As another bearer of the Defender title, this is knowledge you ought to possess."

I remained quiet, attentive.

"Your title," she went on, "stems from your efforts in safeguarding the Blue Spiral Galaxy. Yet a superior tier exists—the one I possess. Defender of the Prime Universe."

She halted roughly ten feet from me.

"Currently, thirteen individuals hold that title," she stated. "Just thirteen."

Her stare held firm.

"However, in various galaxies, numerous others resemble you. Defenders who excelled on a lesser scope."

I furrowed my brow lightly.

"Why share this with me?" I questioned.

"Because," she answered plainly, "that must become your subsequent aim. To rank among the thirteen."

I arched a brow.

"And what makes me desire that?"

She gave a subtle smile.

"Threats aren't solely external," she explained. "Occasionally, they arise internally. We can't eliminate any of the thirteen at present. It would shatter our delicate equilibrium. Yet simultaneously… full trust in every one eludes us."

She held a brief pause.

"Thus, it's wiser to prepare a replacement candidate."

My gaze sharpened a touch. Issues plagued even that elite stratum.

"That seems… intricate," I remarked. "But I'll consider my options."

"Excellent," she answered. "Now, regarding this battle. The System has established the terms. Do you know them?"

I shook my head no.

"Oh," she noted, nodding slightly. "In that case, I'm barred from revealing them too."

She advanced one more step.

"Let's start."

Before my reply, the space next to me ripped apart as if sliced by an unseen edge. A precise, razor-like cut materialized from thin air.

Pain erupted next. Blood erupted from my shoulder, slashing diagonally over my chest prior to comprehension. My eyes bulged. Essence surged from my core right away, channeled urgently as the gash sealed swiftly.

"Such negligence," Aurora observed serenely. "Constant readiness is essential."

My awareness flared outward immediately, extending but halting at a mere five feet.

Nothing beyond.

I scowled.

"Hmm," she remarked. "Perception rooted in the soul. Your Psynapse level must be impressive to attain that pre-Saint. Yet it proves useless here. This is my domain."

I regarded her.

"Your domain?" I queried.

She affirmed with a nod. A casual flick of her hand summoned another star afar. Then a further dim glow twinkled even more distant.

The void started shifting subtly.

"What's its name?" I inquired.

"Limitless Horizon," she disclosed.

Next, she directed a finger my way. I countered at once, Essence erupting to erect layered barriers around myself, yet it proved futile.

Space warped.

Something slammed into my midsection squarely. A massive force detonated upon me, like an invisible assailant's blow. My form hurled rearward, blood gushing as control slipped briefly before crashing into an unyielding barrier.

An unseen barrier.

I grunted while rising.

"As mentioned," Aurora's voice reverberated, despite her absence from view ahead, "this is my domain."

I stabilized, channeling additional Essence as the wound mended once more. Scanning about, I sought her location and probed the domain's mechanics.

Yet no tangible framework appeared. No law fusions detectable.

Nothing identifiable outright.

"It's not a fusion," her voice echoed once more, steady and precise. "I have always specialized in a single law."

My eyes narrowed.

"One more thing," she continued.

"I can hear your thoughts in here."

A hush fell over the space.

"...So be careful."

I drew a deep breath, steadying my resolve.

Next, I triggered Right to Insight.

Runes ignited before my vision, overlaying the emptiness like an extra layer of sight, as I started dissecting my surroundings. The darkness held hidden structure, not mere void, concealed beyond normal perception.

Mere moments passed.

"Law of Dreams," I whispered.

A short pause lingered. Then her voice returned, serene as always.

"Impressive," she remarked. "But now that you grasp it… how will you counter it?"

I offered no response.

Instead, I sprang into action.

I invoked Right to Anchor, securing the space nearby. If strikes emerged from the domain, then fixing this area should block their access.

With no delay, I chained it with Right to Isolate.

[Right to Isolate (Active)]:

Within the Absolute Domain, sever the target from its connections—be they Essence flows, elemental bonds, laws, domains, or even the will of its wielder. Once isolated, the target exists in a sealed state where no external force can aid, alter, or reinforce it. Scales with Psynapse and Essence control.

The result struck instantly. Dream influences surrounding me were expelled, shoved past the five-foot limit of my lingering control. The void warped around me, crafting a subtle spherical barrier—a crisp bubble—that cut me off from her domain's expanse.

For the first time in this battle, clear ground was mine.

"Intriguing application of your runes," Aurora's voice resounded.

A trace of admiration colored her words.

She went on.

"But I neglected to mention one detail."

My brow furrowed faintly.

"What you battle now," she explained, "is merely my avatar, Lord Billion. Its power is capped to equal yours."

My gaze sharpened.

"But my comprehension remains unbound. Also, my true rank, and that of all thirteen Defenders, is Demi-god," she revealed. The instant those words landed, the bubble exploded apart.

Right to Isolate and Right to Anchor crumbled together, as though effortlessly overpowered. A fresh assault hammered in before I could move, surging from oblivion to slam my chest.

Bone cracks rang out, ribs splintering under the blow. The power tore through, flinging my form backward into the invisible barrier once again. Agony ripped across my chest as a ragged gasp fled my lips.

Essence surged through my meridians at once, mending the wounds, though the hit had driven home its lesson.

"In laws, you cannot best me, Lord Billion. This marks the first occasion I, a Demi-god, undertake a trial to endorse a Saint rank aspirant. Unleash everything to earn your worth. I claim the opening round," Aurora's voice rang calmly across the void.

I hauled myself upright, features steeling with resolve.

"You have two more."