Path To Godhood Begins With Marrying Wife And Gaining SSS Rank Skill Chapter 505:Intervation
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Upon witnessing their escape, a palpable shift occurred in Volcanus's demeanor. The initial fury simmering in his gaze intensified, honing into a chilling, focused resolve. He had unleashed a cataclysmic spell, one capable of obliterating mountains, yet the human had emerged, ferrying his people to safety. This outcome was entirely unforeseen by Volcanus, and the implications weighed heavily upon him.
Without hesitation, he propelled himself forward, giving immediate chase. His colossal form sliced through the atmosphere with unwavering intent.
Ethan, having propelled his companions to safety, pivoted to re-engage.
His mind raced, calculating furiously as he advanced. The sheer magnitude of Volcanus's assault, the immense power channeled into the Primordial Conflagration, surely came at a steep cost. No spell of such destructive potency could be unleashed without consequence. Ethan had distinctly sensed a weakening in Volcanus's aura pressure in the immediate aftermath of the blast, even amidst the turmoil of their escape.
"Such a devastating attack must have drained him considerably," Ethan mused aloud, his grip tightening on the greatsword as he surged forward. "Now is my chance to finish this."
Volcanus caught sight of his approach, the corner of his scaled maw twisting into a semblance of a grin. It was a predatory expression, devoid of warmth, belonging to an ancient, formidable entity that had resolved to abandon all restraint.
"Approach, human. I shall reduce you to mere dust."
Ethan's eyes flared with fierce determination as he closed the distance. Suddenly, his feet seemed to lift from the ground for entirely the wrong reason. He halted abruptly, his eyes widening in disbelief as he registered Volcanus's actions.
The dragon was amassing power once more. Not a gentle, ambient accumulation reflective of natural recovery, but a deliberate, potent surge, dense and rapidly escalating.
"What kind of damned sorcery is this?" Ethan exclaimed, his heart pounding against his ribs as he felt the sheer density of the energy Volcanus was drawing together.
He spun on his heel, preparing to evade, when the very sky above tore open.
CRUNGGGGGG!
A jagged network of incandescent light ripped across the heavens for a fleeting, violent moment. A concentrated beam of raw force descended with brutal accuracy, striking the ancient dragon squarely in the chest.
The impact didn't merely halt Volcanus; it propelled him backward with incredible momentum. His form carved a path through the air before violently impacting the mountain slumbering behind him. The peak imploded upon contact, unleashing a colossal plume of dust and debris as the mountainside disintegrated around him.
Ethan turned his gaze several miles into the distance.
A portal shimmered in the air, its edges still ablaze with residual energy. Stepping through it was a woman with vibrant purple hair, moving with an air of unshakeable composure, a staff held casually in one hand. She passed through as though casually opening and closing a door, without missing a beat.
Ethan narrowed his eyes, observing her and contemplating any potential threat when her voice, calm and assured, reached him.
"It is in self-destruction mode."
Ethan's attention immediately snapped back to Volcanus.
"Roarrrr!"
Volcanus let out a shriek of agony as his battered form erupted from the remnants of the collapsed mountain. His descent was uncontrolled, heavy, and undeniably desperate. He was falling, and he could not halt his plunge.
"Roar!"
A mournful roar echoed from the dragon as he plummeted earthward. It was starkly evident that his fate was to fall completely into this human's grasp, a realization that dawned in his eyes with a profound sense of desperation.
He had no inkling why this unfamiliar human had orchestrated such a trap to hunt him, but even in death, he wouldn't allow his adversary to escape unscathed. A flicker of ruthless resolve ignited in his eyes. Without a second thought, Volcanus initiated his self-destruct sequence, preparing to obliterate his own dragon crystal and divine fire in a suicidal explosion meant to take the human with him.
An eruption of violently fluctuating energy radiated outward from Volcanus in all directions, akin to a nuclear detonation on the verge of ignition, imbued with a destructive aura that rendered the very air unstable.
"The dragon intends to self-destruct," Ethan stated, his expression undergoing a dramatic transformation. If Volcanus succeeded, all his efforts would be rendered meaningless. The unleashed destructive force would annihilate the ancient dragon's body in the process – a loss he absolutely could not countenance.
Then, a frigid voice pierced through the escalating chaos.
"Celestial Gravity Seal."
Before he could even attempt to resist, a bone-chilling gust immediately followed, erupting outwards and enveloping his entire being. Frost rapidly snaked across his scales, immovably locking his limbs.
"End him," the woman stated plainly.
The command had barely been issued before Ethan was already in motion, his greatsword scraping the ground in his wake as he advanced in a direct path. The Chaos Sword Art sprang to life, his blade igniting with a fierce, brilliant luminescence. Various energies coiled tightly together along the edge in a spiraling vortex. He elevated the sword as he charged, channeling every last iota of his remaining power into the devastating blow.
Targeting the heart would have been simpler, yet obliterating it meant forfeiting the bulk of this kill's value. The skull presented the only viable option.
With his full might and momentum behind it, he drove the greatsword forward, striking Volcanus squarely upon the skull. The blade fractured the thick bone, plunging deeper as it tore through, then burst entirely into the brain tissue beneath, impaling and shredding it in a single fluid action.
Volcanus attempted to stir. It was futile.
"Diiiiieee!" Ethan bellowed, infusing his entire aura into the sword. It coalesced along the blade for a fleeting moment before detonating.
BOOOOOOM!
The concussive force rent through the skull, shattering it as the blade plunged further, piercing the brain and annihilating it completely.
The explosion reverberated across the war-torn landscape as Volcanus' enormous form finally fell silent.