The Adventures of an Overpowered Knight in Another World Chapter 733- The Divine Oath, the Fall of a Hero and the Truth (5)

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Previously on The Adventures of an Overpowered Knight in Another World...
Reinhardt confronted Mammon, only to find Aurelia held captive in a cage. As Reinhardt moved to rescue her, two colossal Abyss Nests emerged, blocking his path. Mammon then absorbed all shadows in the castle, transforming into a monstrous form and launching an all-out assault on Reinhardt.

Golden sword arcs illuminated the battlefield. Even in the darkness, it was like a sun was rising.

Seeing this, Mammon laughed harder.

"Hehehe... as expected, you really are tough. But..."

His grin widened until it nearly split his face.

"Don’t mistake this... for a fair fight. You still have two more opponents."

Almost instantly, the two Abyss Nests moved.

The larval monster unleashed dozens of colossal feelers simultaneously. Each descended with terrifying momentum. The bacterial Abyss Nest expanded grotesquely. Its countless pseudopods merged together before forming gigantic flesh hammers that smashed downward from every angle.

Unlike Mammon, their attacks contained almost no finesse and were filled only with overwhelming physical force. Every strike possessed enough power to flatten a mountain.

Facing two Abyss Nests and a Heavenly King, even Reinhardt’s expression became serious.

CLANG...

Holy light flashed, and his sword cut through one descending tendril. Yet the severed feeler merely wriggled before rapidly regenerating.

Another feeler slammed into him from his blind side. Reinhardt twisted his body, dodging the attack by mere inches.

However, it was just the beginning.

The next second, the bacterial monster’s gigantic flesh mass crashed down like a falling meteor.

BOOOOOOM...

The battlefield exploded once again.

Reinhardt was no longer facing merely the Seventh Heavenly King. He was battling three monsters at once.

The battle instantly escalated beyond the level of human comprehension.

From the moment Reinhardt clashed against the Seventh Heavenly King and the two Abyss Nests together, the battlefield ceased to resemble a battlefield. It became a catastrophe.

The earth split apart for dozens of kilometers. Snowstorms were blown apart by violent shockwaves, only to reform moments later before being dispersed once again. No one knew how many mountains collapsed that day.

Even the very clouds overhead were repeatedly torn open and stitched back together by the violent fluctuations of holy and demonic power. The shockwaves from their battle spread in every direction.

Thousands of demons unfortunate enough to be nearby were obliterated without ever understanding what had happened.

The distant Demon Legion instinctively retreated several kilometers away. The battlefield surrounding the castle rapidly emptied, becoming a forbidden zone where not even high-ranking demons dared to approach.

No one wished to be caught within the aftermath of monsters fighting monsters.

Against the combined assault of the Seventh Heavenly King and the two Abyss Nests, even Reinhardt could no longer hold anything back.

He simultaneously activated five transcendent states.

[One with the Sword]... [Heart of the Sword]... [Transition]... [Limitless]... [Embodiment]...

Brilliant holy energy radiance exuded out of his body. At the same time, he began unleashing his strongest Level 10 skills.

[Seamless Dominion].

His swordsmanship became continuous like flowing water. Every slash naturally connected to the next, leaving no opening and no wasted movement. One strike flowed into another until it gave the illusion of thousands of brilliant holy swords raining down from the sky.

[Untainted Dominion].

His holy aura expanded across the battlefield like an invisible world. Within this domain, demonic energy was constantly purified. The shadow attacks that entered it weakened drastically, and the Abyss Nests’ flesh continuously burned under the overwhelming saturation of holy energy.

Even Mammon’s distorted shadow body became increasingly unstable. Within this domain, he couldn’t control the shadows he had absorbed, and they escaped from his mouth, nose, and all seven orifices.

That said, it was still not enough.

The two Abyss Nests possessed absurd vitality. No matter how many wounds Reinhardt carved into them, they continued regenerating with terrifying speed.

Mammon had also abandoned all dignity. Instead of confronting Reinhardt head-on, he constantly interfered from every blind spot while the two colossal monsters pinned him down through sheer overwhelming force.

Perhaps if it was a prolonged battle, he could tie these three down and, with the power of holy energy, wear them down. However, with the three attacking together, Reinhardt found himself unable to completely suppress them in a short period of time.

Another violent collision threw all four combatants apart.

Reinhardt landed atop a broken pillar and hurriedly steadied his footsteps.

After exerting himself to the limit, his breathing had become slightly heavier. His golden eyes instinctively looked upward. Toward the birdcage.

Inside, the unconscious woman was still shackled by chains, with the two Abyss Nests next to it.

Aurelia.

The sight caused his grip around his sword to tighten.

"I don’t have time..."

If this battle continued at its current pace, there was no telling what Mammon would do next. He had to end it fast and get her out of here as quickly as possible.

It was for this reason that he had been deliberately luring the battle away from the cage.

Without hesitation, Reinhardt pushed his body beyond its previous limits.

More... more. He needed even more power.

Blazing holy energy erupted violently out of his body before being condensed and absorbed back.

This self-harm technique caused his muscles to scream and his bones to crack. Every cell within his body was being forced beyond its current stats.

Normally, such a foolhardy technique would cause a knight’s body to break down. However, Reinhardt was no ordinary knight. He was one of the few knights in the world bearing the title of Hero of Humanity.

How could such a small roadblock stop him?

At this moment, rather than collapsing, something unexpected happened.

The pressure from the battle. The desperation to save his loved one. The countless exchanges and experiences. The seamless repetition of combat. All of it suddenly converged into a single point.

Through his sheer willpower and confidence in himself, he pushed past the wall stopping his growth and took the next step.

In that split moment between attack and defense, his perception achieved a qualitative change.

The battlefield slowed down.

In his vision, Mammon’s attacks, the movements of the Abyss Nests, and even the flow of holy energy within his body... everything became astonishingly clear.

The holy energy in his body circulated increasingly smoothly around him. If previously he had to consciously control it, then now, with just a thought, he could command it.

The countless Level 10 skills he had painstakingly mastered over the years. The sword techniques, the movement arts, the breathing methods, the holy skills... for the first time, he could see the thread connecting all of them.

They were never meant to exist separately.

There was no need to consciously think. There was no need to deliberately activate each skill individually.

The moment a thought appeared, his body had already chosen the most perfect answer.

BOOM...

Reinhardt forcefully pushed away another descending feeler before stepping into the air once more.

His breathing grew heavier, and blood trickled from the corner of his lips. The strain placed upon his body had already exceeded its limits.

Still, he continued to push forward.

His attacks became sharper, cleaner, and far more seamless than before.

Without consciously intending to, he instinctively began fusing multiple techniques together.

A movement skill naturally flowed into a sword art. A sword art merged with holy power. Holy power intertwined with breathing.

The resulting strike surpassed the power he could unleash before.

Reinhardt was growing amidst the desperate battle.

The skills and attacks he unleashed were no longer at the same level. Although there was no obvious power-up or change in level or stats, those facing Reinhardt right now would know how terrifying the power he was unleashing truly was.

Breaking down and then merging everything he had learned into one. This was harmony.

And where harmony existed, there was naturally dissonance.

Not all powers could exist in harmony. Not all techniques and skills could complement each other. There were bound to be things that disrupted the balance, destroying the flow and preventing the power from manifesting.

Yet despite all those shortcomings, achieving harmony among all power... at that very instant, enlightenment descended upon him.

Reinhardt’s pupils suddenly contracted. A profound realization surfaced from the deepest depths of his soul.

"So this... is the next step."

The path beyond the Fifth Transcendent State of [Embodiment].

The next Transcendent State, the realm that countless heroes had sought, yet only a few managed to ever achieve.

Reinhardt slowly opened his eyes. A unique light of enlightenment reflected within them.

His aura underwent another transformation.

Holy energy no longer erupted out of him violently. Instead, it took on a transformative change.

Reinhardt slowly raised his sword and looked at the holy energy layering it.

Right now, it was no longer in its previous ethereal state, but rather had condensed into a mass of condensed, jelly-like substance.

What’s more, Reinhardt could feel it. The essence of this thing was not just holy energy. There was something else mixed with it. A part of his own power.

The jelly-like substance layering his sword looked calm and perfectly controlled. Yet within that calmness lay overwhelming, terrifying power, ready to erupt at any moment.

At that moment, Reinhardt understood.

He had finally stepped into the next Transcendent State.

The Sixth Transcendent State of [Harmony and Dissonance].

The jelly-like substance coating Reinhardt’s sword pulsed faintly, as though alive.