The Hidden Extra: The Lazy Prince Refuses to Ascend The Throne Chapter 757 The Strongest Being vs Singularity of Chaos (2)

Demon Emperor Zerathos fixed Nolan with a gaze filled with scorching hatred. Since taking the throne, no one had dared to openly insult him.

He drew in a deep breath, his voice chilling as he replied, "Calm yourself. I haven't even begun to exert my full strength."

Raising a hand high, he summoned, "Hellscar!"

BOOM!

The heavens abruptly plunged into darkness as amethyst clouds converged, weaving a colossal vortex directly overhead.

BOOM!

Crimson and ebony lightning ripped through the sky, as if the very fabric of existence was unraveling.

Then, from the vortex's core, a point of light, akin to a distant star, plummeted with terrifying velocity.

As it neared, its true form materialized—a formidable black sword.

The instant the sword settled into his grasp, Demon Emperor Zerathos executed a casual, sweeping motion.

BOOM!

Effortlessly, the ground within a two-hundred-meter expanse fractured and split. It wasn't merely the earth; even the air itself seemed to groan and tear, followed by a thunderous detonation.

Nolan observed the sword with outright astonishment.

"What an insane weapon..." he breathed, utterly captivated.

The blade stretched nearly one and a half meters, its surface an abyssal black etched with faint, luminous veins.

Its design defied conventional swordsmanship; the tip was needle-sharp, possessing a subtle, menacing curve.

Near the hilt, an unsettling, organic eye existed, blinking intermittently.

Never before had Nolan encountered such a horrifying implement.

Zerathos directed the sword's point squarely at Nolan, his tone devoid of warmth. "It has been an age since I last wielded the Demonic Sword, Hellscar. And you..."

A slow, predatory grin stretched across his features.

"Will be the very first to witness its ultimate might!"

He shifted into a lower stance, then erupted forward. In a blink, he materialized five meters above Nolan, bringing the sword down in a devastating vertical chop.

"Perish!"

SLASH!

A torrent of demonic energy screamed toward Nolan with incredible speed.

Nolan dared not let his guard down. Swiftly bringing his hands together, he invoked, "Earth Magic: Golem Hands!"

BOOM!

Two colossal stone hands, each easily three meters tall, erupted from the earth beside him. They clashed together with immense force, intercepting the oncoming energy slash.

However, in the subsequent moment, both stone appendages were reduced to shattered fragments.

Nolan's eyes widened in sheer disbelief. Just as the destructive wave was about to engulf him, his form flickered, reappearing a good thirty meters away.

BOOM!

The demonic energy stream, unimpeded, tore through the very spot Nolan had occupied, carving a deep, jagged ravine stretching across dozens of meters.

He gazed at the devastation, a sense of awe washing over him.

"Such a terrifying strike..." he whispered, truly unnerved.

Fortuitously, his evasion had been timely. Any delay would have resulted in his body being cleaved precisely in two.

SLASH! SLASH!

Demon Emperor Zerathos unleashed a rapid succession of ferocious slashes.

Nolan rocketed skyward, contorting his body in mid-air, narrowly evading each devastating sweep.

"Is that the extent of your power!? Hahaha! How utterly pathetic!"

Demon Emperor Zerathos drove the Hellscar sword into the ground and bellowed, "Shadow Fang Ascension!"

SHRAKK!

A multitude of enormous, obsidian fangs burst forth from the earth, relentlessly pursuing Nolan.

Nolan continued to leap and evade, but the fangs moved with unnatural cunning, tracking his every movement without pause.

"Fireballs!"

Nolan conjured a barrage of fireballs, launching them with full force at the advancing fangs.

BOOM!

A spectacular explosion annihilated the fangs, yet in the very next instant, they reformed and lunged toward him once more.

Catching the unprepared Nolan off guard, one of the fangs struck him directly.

"What!?" His eyes widened in shock.

He attempted to teleport, but another fang pierced his ankle just as he was about to vanish.

The searing pain elicited a groan, yet the onslaught was far from over.

Dozens more fangs converged, impaling his entire being—from his midsection through his chest, all the way to his head, pinning him.

Nolan's mangled form hung suspended in the air, a ghastly spectacle.

Demon Emperor Zerathos beamed, then brought his foot down upon the ground with a powerful stomp.

CRACK!

Nolan's body instantly disintegrated, fragments and organs scattering violently in all directions.

The scene was enough to turn any observer's stomach—except, perhaps, for Demon Emperor Zerathos.

"Hahaha! I must have overestimated you! Is this truly all you are capable of!" he roared with mirth.

This outcome was precisely what he had anticipated.

The Demonic Sword, Hellscar, was a legendary cursed artifact, an heirloom passed down through countless generations of demon lords.

Its devastating power was beyond any doubt.

Even if Nolan possessed considerable strength, victory against Zerathos, while wielding such a blade, was an impossibility.

"Oh? Is that determination I hear? What a shame... I haven't died yet."

A composed voice resonated from high above.

Zerathos froze mid-motion. With movements stiff and unnatural, he tilted his head upward. There, floating in the air, was Nolan—entirely unscathed, not a single mark upon him.

"W-What!? How can this be possible?" he stammered, stumbling backward in sheer terror.

With a low chuckle, Nolan gradually descended, touching down lightly on the tip of one of the fangs that had just pierced his form.

"Surprised? Well, that's understandable. I'll grant you this—your strength is quite formidable, especially with that demonic sword. However, that's the extent of it. You pose absolutely no threat to me," Nolan declared with a mocking smirk.

Demon Emperor Zerathos clenched his jaw, his face contorted with fury.

"In that case, I shall reveal my full might!"

He lifted his sword, plunged it back into the ground, and bellowed, "Seven Pillars of Hell!"

THRUMM!

The earth trembled fiercely as seven obsidian pillars erupted from the ground beneath.

Each pillar soared dozens of meters into the air, intricately carved with various infernal symbols.

Zerathos clasped his hands together and commanded, "Unleash them!"

Instantly, the seven pillars blazed with intense light, coalescing to form a formidable barrier that imprisoned Nolan.

"Burn!"

WUZZ!

Azure and crimson flames erupted from the pillars, engulfing Nolan within the confines of the barrier.

"Hahaha!" Zerathos howled with laughter, preparing to speak again when Nolan's composed voice echoed from within the inferno. "Is that all? Oops… I neglected to mention something. I am entirely immune to fire. In fact, fire is my most potent element."

BOOM!

The seven pillars detonated outward, shattering into a cascade of fragments.

Demon Emperor Zerathos's eyes widened in sheer disbelief.

"H-How is this possible!?"

The Seven Pillars of Hell was a forbidden technique of immense destructive power—once ensnared within its confines, escape should have been nearly impossible.

Yet, right before his eyes, Nolan had not only broken free but had utterly obliterated it.

It defied all logic.

Nevertheless, Zerathos recovered swiftly. He drew his sword and swept it to the side.

Bending his knees, he charged directly at Nolan.

With all his long-range abilities rendered ineffective, only close-quarters combat remained as an option.

Observing Zerathos's charge, Nolan displayed not a trace of apprehension. He balled his fist and met the onslaught head-on.

BOOM!

Fist and sword collided, unleashing a colossal explosion.

Both combatants were propelled hundreds of meters backward, yet they swiftly regained their footing and surged toward each other once more.

BOOM!

BOOM!

Each exchange sent violent tremors through the ground, fracturing and disintegrating the earth beneath their feet.

"Die!"

Demon Emperor Zerathos executed a vertical sword strike, but Nolan skillfully deflected it with his bare fist.

Nolan then retracted his right arm and delivered a powerful blow to Zerathos's abdomen.

Caught off guard, Demon Emperor Zerathos attempted to evade, but it was too late.

BOOM!

His body was blasted skyward. However, Nolan had no intention of allowing him to escape.

He slammed his foot down, raised his left hand, and slowly curled his fingers inward.

"Void: Gravity!"

Zerathos's body, which had been sent flying, abruptly halted in midair. As if ensnared by an unseen force, it plummeted back towards Nolan.

Demon Emperor Zerathos panicked and struggled to break free, but his efforts were futile.

"Argh!"

A pained groan escaped his lips as Nolan's hand fastened tightly around his neck.

Zerathos grit his teeth and glared fiercely at Nolan. In that frozen moment, his entire body stiffened. Nolan's eyes had undergone a transformation.

No longer their customary purple hue, his pupils had morphed into the distinct shapes of a sun—and a star.