Chapter 239 239: Overpowering Evan

Max stood his ground.

He didn't move.

He just took a deep breath.

His two lightning rings crackled behind him, flickering wildly.

The onlookers held their breath.

Was he—

Was he really just standing there?

Then—

Max moved.

Slow. Deliberate.

His right hand gripped his sword.

And then—

He positioned himself pointing the tip of the sword towards the incoming red sphere.

SHIIING!

The moment he did that, the very air trembled.

A wave of pure, razor-sharp intent surged forward, forming an invisible blade of destruction as he concentrated all his 30% of Fusion State aura into the sword.

But—Max wasn't done.

Because this wasn't just a normal sword attack.

It was Point Break.

A technique of the Voidborne Edge: Sevenfold Sword Technique.

A technique that did not slice.

Did not cut.

It shattered.

It destroyed.

Not through overwhelming force.

Not through brute power.

But by focusing everything—every ounce of sharpness, every bit of destruction, every ounce of force—

At a single point.

At the very tip.

His Fusion State Aura surged, intertwining with the black flames and purple lightning coiling around at the very tip of the sword.

The ground beneath his feet instantly shattered as he concentrated all his energy into the sword.

Then—Max took a step forward.

The colossal red sphere of destruction was upon him.

The ground beneath him fractured under the sheer force of its gravitational pull.

Max breathed in.

His sword aligned.

Then—

He thrust forward.

"Point Break!"

BOOOOM!

The tip of Max's sword met the core of the red sphere.

For a single moment—everything froze.

The world stood still.

And then—

CRACK.

A thin fracture appeared across the surface of the red sphere.

Then another.

Then—

BOOOOM!

The red sphere imploded.

The attack collapsed inward, unable to withstand the absolute precision of Point Break.

The battlefield was engulfed in a deafening shockwave, tearing through the air.

The force of the explosion was so overwhelming that even the spectators had to shield themselves.

Dust whipped across the field, obscuring the vision of the onlookers.

And then—

The world fell silent.

The attack was gone.

As if it had never existed.

And at the center of it all—

Max stood tall.

His sword lowered.

His breathing steady.

His eyes eyes locked onto Evan.

For a long moment—no one spoke.

Then—

"He… destroyed it?"

Norton staggered back.

"That was the true power of a Null… and he erased it?"

Kate couldn't believe what she was seeing.

Aurelia's lips parted slightly, unable to suppress her shock.

Envoy Lucas simply smiled, his eyes filled with curiosity.

"That's the difference between a swordsman… and a master of destruction though I wonder what sort of technique he used that can counter the signature move of Nulls."

And then—

A low, broken voice echoed through the silence.

"Impossible."

Evan.

The full-transformed Null stood there.

His entire body tense.

His red ring transformed back to white.

For the first time—

Evan did not move.

He simply stared at Max.

As if his entire understanding of reality had just shattered.

And Max?

He simply raised his sword again, his voice calm.

"You are going down."

Max tightened his grip on his sword.

Lightning coiled around him.

His body felt weightless, unbreakable, unstoppable.

He moved.

And in the instant Evan blinked—

Max struck.

He vanished.

A lightning flash—blinding, instant.

By the time Evan sensed him, it was too late.

Max's sword was already thrusting forward.

"Point Break!"

The tip of his blade met Evan's chest.

The world seemed to stop.

Then—

CRACK.

A thin fracture ran across Evan's torso, his blackened form splitting apart.

A heartbeat later—

BOOM!

Evan exploded backward, crashing into the ground, a crater forming where he landed.

The dust settled.

Max narrowed his eyes.

"Did that get him?"

Then—

A dark chuckle.

A voice echoing from the pit.

"Fool."

Evan stood up.

His body—already knitting itself back together.

The black cracks running along his torso sealed instantly.

Not a scar.

Not a single mark left behind.

Max's jaw tightened.

"Tch."

Evan flexed his clawed fingers.

"You really thought a single attack would put me down?"

Max didn't answer.

He moved again refusing to stop.

He flashed forward—faster than before.

"Point Break!"

BOOM!

Another precise thrust—straight through Evan's left side.

Another explosion of destruction.

Evan staggered—but healed.

Max didn't care.

He struck again.

"Point Break!"

BOOM!

This time, the sword pierced his shoulder, tearing through flesh and bone—if he even had bones.

Evan grunted—but once again, his body repaired itself.

Max gritted his teeth.

He wouldn't stop.

"POINT BREAK!"

BOOM!

A third attack ripped through Evan's chest, shattering half of his torso, sending black blood splattering across the battlefield.

Yet still.

Still.

He healed.

But before Evan could mock him—

"POINT BREAK!"

BOOM!

The fourth strike sent him flying back, tearing his entire left arm off.

His regeneration slowed.

For the first time, it hesitated.

And that was all Max needed.

Lightning crackled violently behind him.

His eyes burned.

The two rings of lightning behind him roared, spinning faster.

It was time.

Max pointed his sword lightly at the air in front of him.

Lightning converged—not into wild, chaotic bolts—

But into order.

Structure.

A rotating shape.

A massive wheel, formed entirely of crackling, devastating purple lightning.

It spun—faster, faster, a vortex of absolute destruction.

The moment it was complete—

The battlefield shook violently.

The air split apart.

The geniuses watching felt a deep, primal fear settle in their hearts.

"What is that…?"

Kate frowned.

Aurelia's eyes widened.

"Again a high level move of a technique."

Even Envoy Lucas raised an eyebrow, intrigued.

But Evan—

He only grinned.

Then—

Max thrust his arm forward.

The Wheel of Samsara spun violently, roaring toward Evan at blinding speed.

Evan tried to move.

Tried to escape.

But—

It caught him.

The lightning devoured him whole.

BOOM!

A cataclysmic explosion tore through the battlefield.

The force sent shockwaves ripping across the land.

The ground was erased.

For a full ten seconds, nothing could be seen.

Then—