As Eck and the Shadow Elves lent their aid to the people of the Shadow tribe, the battle between Ethan and Dart comnced without delay.
At this juncture, Dart had transford into a colossal Giant of Curse, having mastered every skill associated with this formidable form.
Of course, this transformation also signified his complete corruption by the God of Curses’ Power of Curse.
The Giant of Curse, once Dart, unleashed his enormous Cursed Eye, radiating the Power of Curse in all directions.
This malignant energy began to corrupt the very architecture of the Shadow tribe’s Valhalla.
Under the relentless assault of the Power of Curse, these structures not only deteriorated but also bizarrely gained sentience.
They transford, one after another, into twisted monstrosities.
These newly born creatures, the spawn of Dart’s malevolent design, naturally charged towards Ethan.
Controlled by Dart’s will, they moved as extensions of his malefic intent.
In the face of this onslaught, Ethan remained remarkably composed.
He understood that quickly vanquishing the Giant of Curse was an unfeasible task.
He could sense that the Giant, now Dart, was endowed not only with the Power of Curse but also with the formidable Power of Shadow.
The confluence of the Power of Curse and the Power of Shadow rendered the Giant of Curse a foe not easily vanquished.
Ethan’s only option was to gradually weaken his adversary’s state, biding his ti until the Giant of Curse was vulnerable enough for a fatal strike.
Ethan, wielding the Primordial Light in his hands, thodically eliminated the cursed creatures that dared approach him.
Simultaneously, he persistently attacked the Giant of Curse with his Spear.
This tactic, while being the most prudent, carried a significant drawback.
In the initial stages of the battle, Ethan’s attacks posed little threat to the formidable Giant of Curse.
Perceiving Ethan’s inability to pose a significant threat, Dart, in his formidable Giant of Curse form, unleashed his full onslaught upon him.
With hands that conjured the formidable Power of Curse, the Giant of Curse could curse the surrounding flora, warping them into twisted monstrosities.
His hands, heavy with this accursed power, continuously hamred towards Ethan.
Faced with such an assault, Ethan found himself compelled to evade, as he was still encumbered by the other cursed creatures.
As the Giant of Curse steadily advanced, Ethan was forced to retreat towards the Shadow tribe’s Valhalla.
In his tactical withdrawal, he failed to gauge the closing distance between himself and Valhalla’s walls.
In a mont of evasion, Ethan found himself crashing against the Valhalla’s wall, which, under the influence of the Power of Curse, had morphed into a monstrous entity.
The entire wall sprouted nurous twisted arms, each lined with blood-red eyes that fixated on Ethan with an ominous glare.
These crimson eyes relentlessly imposed their curse upon Ethan, trapping him in their malevolent gaze.
This oversight left Ethan cornered by the Giant of Curse, his situation dire.
His imdiate concern was to extricate himself from the clutches of this cursed wall.
If he failed to free himself promptly from the wall’s curse, the Giant of Curse, Dart’s transford self, would have the opportunity to crush him with his full might.
Ethan channeled the Primordial Light from his palm to his heart, where its power swiftly diffused through his bloodstream, coursing through his entire body.
The formidable strength of the Primordial Light successfully countered the Power of Curse, liberating Ethan from the grasp of the cursed wall.
However, at the very mont he broke free, he was t with a devastating blow from the Giant of Curse.
While Ethan was preoccupied with escaping the cursed wall’s hold, Dart wasted no ti.
He charged forward, slamming his colossal fist into Ethan, who was sent hurtling through the air.
Ethan’s trajectory shattered several massive stone pillars within Valhalla before he managed to stabilize himself at the fortress’s second gate.
Ethan could feel the strength of the Primordial Light within him waning rapidly.
The Power of Shadow that pervaded Valhalla seed to be suppressing the light’s energy inside him.
Confounded, Ethan couldn’t imdiately comprehend why this was happening.
In his view, the Hero Spirits of Valhalla should have been aiding him, not hindering.
As Ethan grappled with this puzzling situation, Dart, in his Giant of Curse form, approached the gates of Valhalla.
In the engulfing darkness, the Giant’s single, blood-red eye was strikingly prominent.
"Ethan, your arrogance is astounding! To think you would dare to engage in a final battle with here in Valhalla."
"You must have already felt the Primordial Light within you weakening rapidly."
"Do you regret it now? Did you not know that I was once a disciple of the previous High Priest of the Shadow tribe?"
"Were you unaware that he shared many secrets of the Shadow tribe with ?"
Dart didn’t step into Valhalla but stood at its entrance, speaking these words with a grave tone.
"The Hero Spirits of Valhalla will not aid you. You are not of the Shadow tribe, so why should they help you?"
"Sherry received assistance from the Hero Spirits of the Shadow tribe simply because he is a mber of the tribe. And now with Sherry in a deep slumber, there is no one left to help you."
Facing Dart’s words, Ethan remained composed.
He knew there was a mix of truth and deceit in his adversary’s statents.
"Indeed, the Hero Spirits of Valhalla have not aided , but they haven’t aided you either. They no longer see you as a mber of the Shadow tribe."
"And I believe you have lost the right to consider yourself a mber of the tribe as well.
"Would a true mber of the Shadow tribe seek the assistance of the God of Curses? Would a real mber willingly transform into a Giant of Curse?"
"You have utterly lost your sanity; you just haven’t realized it yet."
Ethan’s response visibly enraged Dart.
Dart’s gigantic blood-red eye emitted an even more intense Power of Curse, its crimson hue deepening.
"All mbers of the Shadow tribe will eventually beco followers of the God of Curses; it’s only a matter of ti. My return to the lands of the Shadow tribe is to fulfill this destiny. Eliminating you is the first step towards achieving this goal."
As Dart spoke, his gaze stealthily surveyed the interior of Valhalla.
He was uncertain if entering Valhalla would provoke an attack from the Hero Spirits.
His ongoing dialogue with Ethan was a tactic to distract him, a fact Ethan was acutely aware of.
Ethan’s willingness to engage in conversation was a deliberate ploy to buy ti.
He needed sufficient ti to reassemble the Primordial Light’s power within his body.
During their exchange, a subtle shift occurred among the Hero Spirits of Valhalla.
Initially, they rely concentrated the Power of Shadow without choosing to attack either Ethan or Dart.
However, as Dart fully transford into the Giant of Curse, it seed the Hero Spirits were no longer content to remain passive observers.
They began to withdraw the Power of Shadow surrounding Ethan, signaling an imminent change in the tide of battle.
This ant that Ethan would soon be free from the oppressive constraints of the Power of Shadow.
"Dart! I always thought your vendetta was solely against . But now, I finally understand; your true target isn’t at all."
"You’re against anyone who opposes your aspiration to beco the High Priest of the Shadow tribe."
"You don’t even care about the fate of the Shadow tribe; your only concern is your own power."
"Do you truly believe that re strength will make the people of the Shadow tribe acknowledge you as their High Priest? "
"You have completely failed to grasp the true essence of what it ans to be the High Priest of the Shadow tribe. Therefore, you will never be fit to hold that position."
"No matter how formidable your power becos, you will never earn the recognition of the Hero Spirits of the Shadow tribe."
After preparing himself for the continued battle, Ethan deliberately chose words that would enrage Dart further.
He aid to provoke Dart into a state of uncontrollable fury.
The Giant of Curse form was inherently prone to losing control.
If Dart were to beco incensed by Ethan’s words, he would completely lose his rationality.
Once Dart lost his rationality, Ethan’s chances of victory in the ensuing battle would greatly increase.
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