The chira’s head slamd into the wall and stayed there for a second, dazed and shaking. Asher didn’t give it any chance to recover. He grabbed the creature by its throat, lifted it up, and smashed it down again. The floor cracked under the impact.
It tried to blink away, but its void core was flickering and unstable now. The teleport stuttered—half ford—then failed completely.
"Not this ti," Asher said and drove another punch straight into its chest.
The core pulsed violently inside the cracked tal.
Across the hall, the Abyss Dragon Knight held the second chira down with its boot, pushing hard enough to bend the creature’s spine. The pinned chira spat blue fire upward, trying to lt through the knight’s armor, but the dragon scales didn’t budge. The knight raised its sword and stabbed downward again.
The blade pinned the chira’s arm to the floor this ti.
The chira scread and tried to blink out, but the knight grabbed its head and slamd it back into the ground. The entire floor shook from the force.
Asher twisted his fist inside the first chira’s chest, grabbed the void core directly, and tore it out. The chira convulsed violently, claws scratching the air.
Its remaining arm lashed out blindly. Asher caught it and ripped it off with a single pull. He then crushed the chira’s skull with a downward stomp. The tal folded under his heel.
The void core in his hand trembled like a living heart trying to escape.
He squeezed.
It shattered into blue dust and vanished.
The chira’s body imdiately went limp and lted into a pool of dead tal.
Asher turned.
The Abyss Dragon Knight was still holding the second chira down, but the monster was thrashing wildly. Its void core spun so fast it sounded like a drill, glowing brighter and brighter. Its flas turned hot white.
It was about to explode.
Asher moved fast.
He flashed to the knight’s side, grabbed the chira’s skull with both hands, and twisted hard. The neck snapped. The chira’s body stopped thrashing, just for a second—that was enough.
The knight yanked its sword free and plunged it deep into the chira’s chest.
Asher shoved both hands into the opening and pulled the core out.
It pulsed once.
Twice.
Asher threw it into the air.
The knight swung its greatsword in a full vertical arc.
The blade cleaved the core clean in half.
A silent shockwave burst out, followed by a rain of harmless blue sparks.
The second chira lted just like the first, collapsing into a steaming puddle that spread slowly across the floor.
The hall finally went quiet.
Asher stood there, chest rising and falling, skin burned, arms bleeding, shirt torn in three places. The Abyss Dragon Knight straightened beside him, sword resting on its shoulder, blue fla glowing calmly again.
Asher wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"...Good work," he muttered.
The knight nodded once.
Asher turned and faced the final door at the end of the hall.
A heavy rumble echoed behind it—deep, slow, too powerful to be anything like the chiras.
He exhaled.
"Alright," he said. "Let’s go et the final guardian."
And he walked forward, with the Abyss Dragon Knight following right behind him.
Asher pushed the door open.
The mont the stone slab slid aside, a wave of pressure crashed into him—heavy, crushing, like a mountain of raw void energy pressing down on his shoulders.
The Abyss Dragon Knight lifted its shield instinctively.
Asher narrowed his eyes.
"...That’s not a chira."
The chamber beyond was enormous—wide enough to fit an entire fortress hall. The air shimred with distortion waves. Blue fire drifted like embers. The floor was covered in long claw marks.
Then a deep growl rolled through the room.
Slow. Heavy. Ancient.
A shape moved in the darkness, large enough to make the chiras look like insects.
Two eyes ignited—blue void flas swirling inside them.
The creature stepped forward, and its full body ca into view.
A dragon.
Not molten tal.
Not demon flesh.
Not a mixed beast.
A pure void dragon—its scales made of shifting liquid black tal, its bones shining through like glowing demonic lines, its wings warped like they were half-phased into another dinsion. Its tail dragged sparks across the floor. Its claws scraped deep grooves into the stone with every step.
And worst of all—
Its void core wasn’t inside its chest.
It floated above its head like a second, burning sun.
Asher stared at it.
"...Fucking hell," he muttered under his breath. "A dragon evolved into a voider. That’s new."
The void dragon lowered its head, void-fire dripping from its teeth. The pressure in the room doubled, then tripled. Stone cracked around its feet.
Asher’s skin prickled. Even the Abyss Dragon Knight shifted its stance, bracing for impact.
Asher clicked his tongue.
"Fifth Stage Higher Being... great. Because nothing is ever easy down here."
The dragon’s wings snapped open with a thunderous crack. Space around them bent like soft cloth. A vortex ford under its paws.
Asher raised his fists.
"Alright, then," he said, exhaling once. "Let’s see if you hit harder than the last three."
The void dragon let out a roar that blew half the torches off the walls.
Asher slid one foot back, muscles tightening.
"Knight," he said.
The Abyss Dragon Knight lifted its greatsword.
"...We go in together."
The void dragon’s core flared like a star.
The instant the void core flared, the dragon moved.
It didn’t lunge—it blinked.
One mont it was thirty ters away.
The next, its entire body was already in front of Asher.
The air detonated.
Asher snapped his arms up and crossed them just as a claw the size of a boulder smashed into him. The impact threw him back like a ragdoll. He slid across the floor, boots carving deep lines into the stone until he forced himself to stop.
"Fast," he muttered. "Too fast for sothing that big."
The Abyss Dragon Knight intercepted the follow-up attack. The dragon swung its tail sideways, the air bending around it like it was cutting through reality. The Knight braced its shield and took the hit head-on.
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