My Talent's Name Is Generator Chapter 901 Against The Defender 2
Previously on My Talent's Name Is Generator...
I wasted no more time.
"Node 3 activate."
As soon as the command escaped my lips, runes lining my spine burst into flames one by one, unleashing a torrent of power that coursed through every inch of my frame. My heart pounded like a drum, muscles clenched tight while all my stats surged ahead, senses honing to razor sharpness in an instant.
I pressed on without pause.
My Saint Body sprang to life.
A silvery radiance bloomed over my skin, starting faint before thickening into a protective sheath that enveloped me completely. Pressure mounted fiercely within me, yet this time I unleashed it fully.
I allowed it to surge freely.
Next came my domain.
"Veritas Dominus."
The void stirred in response.
Even amidst her dream-woven domain, a change rippled through. Far overhead, where emptiness reigned, ominous violet clouds gathered. They roiled fiercely, expanding rapidly and clashing against the boundless dark.
The space quaked.
Then it materialized. The colossal ancient tablet descended from those clouds, its immense aura warping the surrounding void. Crimson-glowing chains stretched from its edges, securing it as it sank into the emptiness.
Yet this occasion differed. The tablet shimmered with silver light. My Saint Body synced perfectly with my domain, the silver sheen spreading over it and blending with the enveloping violet aura.
I lifted my hand deliberately. Dream energy converged as I tapped my mastery of dream laws—the very laws she wielded—seizing control and threading them into my domain. The violet clouds grew denser, twisting and yielding to my command as I imbued the area with my dream laws.
The domains collided head-on. The tablet kept lowering.
As it advanced, her domain fought back. The void around flickered wildly, ripples forming as her grip sought to overwhelm mine, but I intensified my push, driving my domain further and rooting it with unyielding intent.
The tablet plunged deeper. Finally, it pierced through.
A resounding crack reverberated through the void as her domain splintered at the collision point. The darkness shattered like strained glass, granting me—for the first time in this battle—my own foothold.
A pocket of my space inside her domain.
I lunged forward at once.
"[Essence Rebellion]."
My domain responded without delay. Violet clouds erupted, the tablet throbbed, and a ferocious suction emanated from me. Essence from every angle rushed toward my domain in a relentless tide.
The whole battlefield grew chaotic.
Energy warped wildly.
Space twisted unnaturally.
Her domain's framework buckled under the onslaught, flickering, fracturing, and creaking as if torn asunder from the inside.
Tension skyrocketed until something directly ahead exploded.
Like a fragile pane of glass shattering, a chunk of her domain crumbled away, shards vanishing into oblivion as the ripples settled.
And there stood Aurora.
Aurora herself.
Poised serenely in that breach.
She lifted her hands leisurely and started applauding.
"Your domain is strong," she remarked, tone even and somewhat admiring. "And you are well versed in dream laws."
A subtle smile curved her lips.
"I must appreciate you for that."
The instant she appeared, I held nothing back.
The silver aura cloaking my form blazed brighter as I absorbed Essence, packing it densely into my right fist. The area near my hand warped under the strain, energy compressing to such extremes that even domain light curved toward it.
"Absolute Destruction."
The strike blasted forth immediately.
A compact beam of silver energy ripped ahead, packed with power to shred anything in its way. As it hurtled on, the gap between us buckled, the strike's immense force bearing down on the nearby void.
Aurora remained motionless.
She merely extended her hand.
"Dream Manifestation: Null Frame."
The space before her altered.
No ordinary shield materialized. Rather, a barely perceptible film emerged, as if reality itself was being overwritten. Upon hitting it, my silver beam decelerated, the path it traversed fundamentally transformed.
Collision struck next.
A ferocious explosion of clashing powers rippled across both domains. My assault bored into her creation's framework, while her method stood firm, steadying the space and defying the onslaught directly.
The void fissured.
My domain flared back, violet clouds boiling furiously as the overhead tablet throbbed, channeling extra might into the blow. The strain mounted, compelling her structure to warp, cracks spiderwebbing over its face.
Her domain wavered and grew frail. The silver beam drove further in, shredding her Null Frame and compelling her to retreat a step for the very first time. The collision's shock rippled outwards, rattling everything nearby, with the divide between our domains turning unsteady as the impact's power surged.
The assault then scattered fiercely.
Leftover power burst outwards, ripping the nearby space apart before vanishing, distorting the battlefield into an erratic mess.
Aurora gradually lowered her hand.
Her face showed little alteration, yet a subtle change appeared now.
Recognition.
"Your output has improved," she stated evenly. "But you are still approaching this too directly."
She advanced a step.
"Dream laws are not about creating illusions," she went on. "They are about defining reality. If something can be imagined with enough clarity and control, it can be imposed as truth."
Her eyes locked onto mine.
"I do not block your attacks. I change the conditions under which they exist."
I absorbed her words and grasped her meaning right away.
Before she finished, I acted. This time, though, I skipped my space comprehension. Dream energy swirled around me, bending to my intent as I relocated myself by reshaping my location.
In one instant, I faced her directly.
The next moment, I appeared at her rear.
The shift felt fluid, like I'd always occupied that spot from the start.
My form shone more intensely, silver radiance blending with subtle dream energy strands as I channeled it all into my right arm. All my power, every scrap of might I could muster, squeezed into one spot.
My fist clenched tight.
Then I unleashed the strike.
The blow connected solidly on her back, raw force exploding from my knuckles. Space nearby cracked under the strain, the shockwave tearing her domain as her figure hurtled ahead.
She kept going.
She soared forward and slammed into that same unseen barrier I'd crashed into before, the crash resounding through the emptiness. I clearly heard her bones snap and break.
I breathed out steadily, dropping my hand while the silver shine around me dimmed.
"I win the second round." I said with a chuckle.