Chapter 719: Shadow Sect vs the High Demons (1)
This wasnât Namelessâs doing.
This was Freyâand Frey alone.
With each swing of the blade, Nameless .. watching from afar .. narrowed his eyes.
âHow strange⊠He called himself weak, yet heâs suddenly executing my technique with near-perfect mastery.â
Frey was anything but ordinary.
At first, he could only restore 30% of his power using the ability Nameless taught him.
But during the battle, everything changed.
âRight now⊠heâs recovering more than 90% of the power from each attack he launches.â
As if he had learned ..no, mastered .. this technique centuries ago.
For the first time, Nameless was genuinely impressed by the young man called Frey Starlight.
With that recovery, Frey could unleash Nameless Judgement endlessly, his body barely holding together under the recoil.
It must have been excruciating .. yet Frey endured it without blinking.
âFrey Starlight⊠you are not weak.â
Nameless whispered, then fell silent, witnessing Freyâs final rampage.
Freyâs frenzy lasted longer still.
Only a few minutes .. but to those witnessing it, they felt like an eternity.
The devastation left behind by Freyâs assault erased an enormous region from the face of the earth. What remained was a colossal meteor crater carved into the world.
For a moment, it looked as if Frey would never stop swinging.
But eventually, he did stop ..
Not by choice, but because his body forced him to.
âHuff⊠huff⊠huffâŠâ
Frey gasped for air, barely breathing.
Standing there, his arms dangled uselessly at his sides.
Dark Sister slipped from his hand .. now wrapped in Balerionâs essence .. clattering weakly onto the broken ground.
Frey struggled to remain standing. He could no longer feel his arms.
They were finished .. completely ruined.
Even his regeneration couldnât save them; the damage was unlike anything he had ever experienced.
He couldnât even hold his sword anymore.
Even aura cycling failed him ..his strength was fully drained.
You could say he had given everything.
Yet Frey refused to stop.
Because when he lifted his headâŠ
He saw he was not the only one still standing.
He saw his enemies.
ZibarâŠ
And his father.
Both of them still on their feet.
Zibar looked wretched .. Katarinaâs once-glorious armor shattered in multiple places, dark demonic blood dripping heavily onto the ground.
And Abraham StarlightâŠ
His body was torn open by long, glowing wounds .. each one leaking pure white starlight instead of blood.
Aura scattered around him like drifting star-dust.
They were gravely damaged.
They had been forced to give everything they had.
But they still stood.
And that alone drove the exhausted Frey to lower himself, reaching desperately for his fallen swordâŠ
Reaching for Dark Sister.
His hand trembled forward ..
But he couldnât even close his fingers around the hilt.
âI⊠must keep fightingâŠâ
Frey forced the words through clenched teeth as he tried again to lift the sword.
And just as he finally managed to touch itâ
A dark hand clamped down on his shoulder.
Before he could react, agony exploded through him as Katarinaâs blade pierced straight through his chest.
âYou went too far this time, Frey Starlight,â Zibar growled, ripping the sword free and tossing Frey aside as blood drenched the earth.
âI admit I underestimated you⊠but this battle ends now.â
Zibar approached him, grabbing Frey by his long white hair and lifting his head.
âYou have nothing left to offer. Look over there.â
He gestured toward Abraham, who walked toward them slowly.
âYour father is still here .. still our loyal dog. A dog that will hunt humans one by one.â
Zibar sneered, tapping his own chest.
âAnd I⊠I am still here. I will not die. Do you know what that means?â
He leaned close to Freyâs ear.
âEverything you did⊠was useless.â
The words echoed inside Frey, crushing him further than any wound could.
Fighting unconsciousness, Frey forced himself to remain awake.
âI⊠must keep fightingâŠâ
He tried again and againâŠ
But his body no longer obeyed.
âYou will not fight anymore. You will do nothing. I wonât allow it.â
Zibar clenched his fistâŠ
And drove it straight through Freyâs chest.
His arm burst out of Freyâs back in a horrifying spray of blood.
âYou are nothing, Frey Starlight⊠nothing.â
Blood poured out of Freyâs mouth until he choked on it.
All of this happened in full view of Ada Starlight ..
Who watched from behind the aura barrier meant to protect her.
Her eyes were empty ..dead.
She had already lost hope after seeing her father fight her brotherâŠ
And now her brother was dying.
Her dead eyes shed tears until none were left.
She begged the device to save Frey ..
But no matter how desperately she tried, it would not respond.
It felt⊠like the end.
But deep within Freyâs collapsing body ..
It wasnât over.
Nameless was still there, watching the aftermath silently.
He stared for a long time before glancing down at himself ..
At the emotions that had seeped into himâŠ
Corroding him to the core.
He clenched his fists and stepped toward the campfire within Freyâs mind.
âYouâve poisoned me with your emotions, Frey Starlight⊠so what more harm could you possibly do?â
Nameless walked forward ..
Toward the flames flickering inside Frey.
His eyes glowed.
âSwitch with me⊠Frey Starlight.â
Nameless was ready to fight again.
Ready to take Freyâs body.
Ready to kill the demonâŠ
And free Abraham Starlight.
It seemed the masked king had thought long about this choice ..
And finally accepted it, willing to risk everything.
Nameless was seconds away from taking control ..
From beginning the nightmare that Zibar and every nearby enemy would suffer.
But at the last momentâŠ
He stopped.
He stopped because he sensed somethingâŠ
Something that everyone else sensed too, lifting their heads in the same direction.
There, at the edge of the crater of destructionâŠ
Someone stepped into the battlefield.
Someone whose presence made a smile spread across Zibarâs face.
âFinallyâŠâ
He had emerged at last.
Descending from above, those cold blue glass-like eyes stared down at them.
He lowered his hood .. revealing his face and blue hair.
It was none other thanâŠ
The Engineer.
Gehrman.