Odyssey of the Blind God Chapter 763 Fated Fight (10/10)

The moment Nial had been anticipating finally presented itself.

The Advocate of the Pryard was convinced that Nial had exhausted all his hidden strategies. She was expending her remaining reserves of energy, even drawing upon her life force to sustain the conflict.

Her Divinity had been fully unleashed, yet the Advocate found her energy dwindling, unable to match the intense consumption required to maintain such power.

Having progressed this far, Nial was now positioned to reveal his ultimate trump cards against the Advocate of the Pryard.

Deprived of the ability to sustain her Divinity, the Advocate’s vision reverted to a state not much better than when Nial had originally possessed her eyes.

Seizing this chance, he leveraged his profound understanding of the golden and silver eyes' latent weaknesses. A minuscule delay existed in their mana transmission, a gap Nial intended to exploit by moving with a speed that would surpass this inherent lag, thereby outmaneuvering her.

His secondary trump card encompassed Psy’s stored power and the inherent enhancements of his Dominion ability.

Aware that his window of opportunity was rapidly closing and unlikely to present itself again, Nial’s body began to stir.

His very presence underwent an instantaneous transformation.

An aura of profound calm and tranquility enveloped Nial. The rapid healing that had been mending his body abruptly ceased. The gleaming golden scales adorning his skin vanished, and the shroud of darkness that had cloaked him dissipated into nothingness.

A flicker of doubt crossed the Advocate’s mind, questioning if Nial was conceding defeat. While she found it difficult to believe, she would be foolish to squander such a clear advantage.

She pressed her assault, meticulously monitoring the energy emanating from him, wary of any deceptive maneuvers.

Initially, she detected nothing out of the ordinary. Or so she believed at first.

Then, it happened. An immense surge of energy erupted from Nial. The surrounding environment warped momentarily, the world appearing to flip on its head.

The Advocate’s senses were flooded with every minute alteration occurring before her. However, the sheer volume of information proved overwhelming for her. For the first time in her existence, she was incapable of processing every single detail.

Her eyes accelerated into an overdrive state, absorbing the torrent of data. Yet, her mind struggled to cope with the onslaught. Even as a Divine Goddess, her mental faculties had definitive limitations.

Already pushed to her limits, both physically and mentally, her Divine Energy was completely depleted.

There was no possibility of her managing the colossal amount of information Nial had so meticulously orchestrated.

He possessed an intimate knowledge of his golden and silver eyes, knowledge surpassing anyone else’s. Born with them, he was their true inheritor. The Advocate had seized them without grasping the full extent of their capabilities, for they were not precisely identical to his original eyes.

“ARGHHHH!!!” The Advocate of the Pryard shrieked, her voice echoing with raw agony. Though she could still perceive her surroundings, her head felt on the verge of exploding.

Her gaze remained fixed on Nial, but all she could discern was a subtle, cunning smile on his face. The energy around him showed no change as he suddenly vanished.

Nial reappeared in the air beside the Advocate, his presence shifting once more. He channeled a significant portion of his darkness, his vitality, and most of his stored crimson energy, simultaneously unleashing Psy’s Power.

“Dominion.”

Nial invoked Dominion for the first time in what felt like an eternity. This time, however, the power of Dominion was amplified beyond anything seen before.

Augmented by Psy’s Power, the vital essence within his body, his command over darkness, the fragments of reinforced dark energy forged from consuming the Devouring Flames, and the raw essence of chaos, Dominion ascended to an entirely new echelon.

“Shatter your Divinity!”

Nial’s voice, though quiet, carried an absolute finality.

The Advocate’s eyes widened in alarm. She attempted to react, but Nial’s fingers were already poised before her eyes.

“Destroy your eyes… MY EYES!” Nial bellowed, Dominion surging as the tips of his fingers made contact with the Advocate’s eyes.

Mere moments passed.

Her eyes burst outward.

A piercing scream, laden with terror, agony, and disbelief, reverberated through the fracturing Divine Realm. Nial, in stark contrast, remained unnervingly serene.

The multitude of spectral palms surrounding him ceased their assault; their control was gone.

Conversely, the Advocate plummeted to the ground, utterly weakened and defenseless.

Blood streamed from her empty eye sockets as her screams continued unabated.

Time crawled by. Nial listened to the Advocate’s helpless cries. Only faint vestiges of her divine energy lingered within her, her Divinity irrevocably shattered.

Having pushed past her limits with her preceding onslaught, Nial’s surprise final attack had caught her completely unprepared.

The outcome might have appeared a facile victory based solely on the final maneuver, yet Nial himself was severely wounded. His arms bore burns, and the gaping wound in his shoulder had reopened, worsening significantly.

His internal energy reserves were depleted, insufficient for another decisive strike. This confrontation had to conclude now!

Nial advanced a single step, and the Advocate of the Pryard fell silent, as if anticipating her imminent fate.

"So, this is the end?" she queried.

"Perhaps, perhaps not. But YOU will never discover the answer!" Nial proclaimed, his voice strained, his body drenched in blood as he expended his final vestiges of strength.

A torrent of Crimson Chaos erupted from his legs, compelling him forward despite his exhaustion.

Simultaneously, as his grip tightened around the Spear of Eternal Darkness, it felt as though unseen hands were guiding his own.

Though Nial's mana sense couldn't detect any presence, let alone visual confirmation, he knew.

The Emperor and Empress of the Lacardia Empyrean Void – his birth parents – and the mother who had nurtured and guided him, just as Damian had… they were there.

'Go. Finish her!'

Echoing with the cries of his family, Nial's previously lifeless, milky-white eyes snapped open with sudden clarity.

He lacked the power for elaborate techniques now, nor were they necessary at this precise moment.

Like a streak of crimson lightning, Nial lunged forward. He arched his arms back as far as possible before unleashing the spear with every remaining ounce of his being towards his target.

The spear, wreathed in sinister darkness and chaotic crimson energy, cut through the air.

It shattered the sound barrier multiple times over, diminishing the distance to the Advocate to mere nothingness in an instant.

At this juncture, Nial felt confident that his final assault rivaled the might of the most formidable Divine Gods.

It possessed the power to cleave a galaxy asunder.

Abruptly, Nial sensed a peculiar sensation permeating his entire existence.

The same profound feeling washed over the Advocate of the Pryard.

Both perceived themselves as the sole entities remaining within the boundless expanse of the Universe.

Nial's vacant eyes met those of the Advocate, despite his inability to see or sense her.

In that fleeting moment, a myriad of thoughts raced through the Advocate's consciousness.

What future did she foresee? A tranquil existence devoid of the Dark Successor? A grim reality where all her schemes collapsed? A future where Hoert arrived to consume the Universe? Or perhaps… oblivion?

She would soon grasp the truth of what awaited her.

*Shing*

The point of the Spear of Eternal Darkness struck the protective barrier enveloping the Advocate of the Pryard.

*Crack*

The eternal darkness fractured the defensive layer.

The Advocate shuddered as the spear's tip advanced further, breaching her skin and penetrating the deepest recesses of her being.

"...I..." Her eyes widened in utter disbelief.

"I...!"

The accumulated crimson chaos and reinforced dark energy, stored within the Spear of Eternal Darkness, erupted outwards.

'...I do not wish to perish...' she thought, yet only a scream, laden with terror and agony, escaped her lips.

Darkness enveloped the Advocate, consuming her very form.

Her existence ceased.

All that lingered was a prolonged scream, reverberating through her Divine Halls.

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