The titans were stunned; they hadn’t expected Vashno to possess the strength to throw Arvin away.
Vashno stood calmly, his body radiating a golden aura. His gaze swept over the Fifth Shackle Realm titans, locking eyes with each one.
"Eztein, I’ll leave the others to you," he said, his voice echoing.
Then, he soared into the sky. A pair of giant golden wings unfurled from his back, bathing the area in radiant light.
[Nine Layers Golden Purple Destruction]!
With a single flap of his wings, Vashno vanished from his position and reappeared before the titans. His massive wings swung downward, unleashing waves of golden energy.
Boom!!
The titans scattered, but Vashno gave them no ti to regroup. He launched a relentless barrage of powerful attacks.
Boom!! Boom!!
Explosions shook the battlefield, one after another.
Arvin pushed himself up, his gaze lifting to the sky. Above, Vashno clashed fiercely with his comrades.
"This guy...!!"
Veins bulged on Arvin’s forehead as fury surged through him. His energy flared violently, and he launched himself into the air.
Clenching both fists, he locked his gaze onto his target.
Swoosh!!
Vashno sensed Arvin’s glare and turned his head. At the sa ti, he felt the other Fifth Shackle Realm titans charging toward him, their imnse energy distorting the air around them.
Without hesitation, he spun around. His massive wings flapped, and in an instant, he vanished—his figure tearing through the sky. In the blink of an eye, he soared above the clouds, with the titans hot on his trail.
When Vashno stopped, a powerful shockwave erupted from his body, scattering the clouds. He gazed down at the titans and slowly opened his hands. In the next instant, his entire body radiated a brilliant golden light.
Raising both hands, he summoned an imnse surge of energy, the air around him trembling under its sheer force.
[Golden Incineration]!!
A colossal golden pillar descended from the heavens.
Eztein watched in awe, his eyes narrowing slightly. The sheer intensity of Vashno’s power caught him off guard.
"Is this what he learned on his expedition...?" he muttered.
He knew that Souta had arranged sothing for each of them. Vashno had been the first to embark on his journey, and now, he had returned wielding devastating new abilities.
Vashno was still in the Fifth Shackle Realm, yet he could hold his own against multiple Fifth Shackle Realm titans and an entire group of Fourth Shackle Realm warriors.
...
Hovering in the air, Vashno gazed down at the titans below. He was powerful, but he knew it wasn’t enough to defeat all of them. His goal wasn’t victory—it was to buy ti. Leef and the others needed every mont they could get to rescue the survivors.
His expedition had taught him much, pushing his strength to new heights. Yet, he hadn’t mastered everything he had learned. There was still room to grow.
His [Nine Layers Golden Purple Destruction] was only at the second stage. There were nine stages in total, and once he mastered them all, his strength would reach an entirely new level.
But more importantly, he had yet to grasp the most crucial part of what he got from the expedition.
Ohm!!
From the rubble, Arvin and the other Fifth Shackle Realm titans erged, their eyes locking onto the figure hovering in the sky, his massive golden wings radiating brilliance.
Among them, a titan nad Nevo scanned the battlefield. His expression darkened, fury surging within him as he saw that so of the Fourth Shackle Realm titans had perished in the attack.
"You...!! Fine! Since you refuse to join us, we’ll eliminate you!!"
A surge of energy erupted from the titans, their elental powers flaring to life. Several of them activated their combat arts, amplifying their presence to an overwhelming degree.
With a powerful stomp, they bent their knees—Boom!—and launched themselves toward Vashno at incredible speed.
Whoosh!!
Vashno let out a chuckle. "Slaves? Hahaha! Perhaps you don’t know, buried beneath the earth as you are, but tis have changed. A certain being rose to power, and because of him, the slave policy was abolished. No force dares to openly keep slaves anymore." Find adventures on .Côm
With that, he flapped his massive wings and charged forward, colliding head-on with the titans.
The collision sent shockwaves rippling through the sky, distorting the air as powerful elental forces clashed.
Boom!!
Vashno unleashed everything he had. His [Elent Drive] and [Dream Power] surged alongside his combat skills as he fought fiercely against the Fifth Shackle Realm titans. At the sa ti, he steadily cut down the numbers of the Fourth Shackle Realm titans.
Even his enemies had no choice but to acknowledge his fearso strength.
"Hahaha! We titans don’t care! We are the masters!" one of them bellowed with laughter.
Vashno sneered. "Oh? You really don’t know, do you? Perhaps that ignorance will be your downfall!"
Just then, his gaze shifted to the right—another titan was rushing straight at him.
The titan swung a fist with enough power to crush a mountain, the sheer force distorting the air around it.
But before the attack could land, Vashno vanished—disappearing in a blur of golden light. In the next instant, he reappeared above the titan’s arm. His massive wings flapped, propelling him forward until he was face-to-face with his towering opponent.
Bang!!
A blast of golden light erupted from Vashno, sending the titan hurtling backward. His entire body pulsed with overwhelming power.
But there was no ti to breathe. The other titans charged at him all at once.
Boom!!
The sky burned with the aftershocks of their battle, the air thick with destruction and raw, unrestrained strength. Once, the titans had stood at the pinnacle—but now, they struggled against a single warrior.
"Let educate you all—your ti has passed," Vashno declared.
While he battled the stronger opponents, Eztein was locked in combat against Third Shackle Realm titans and a few Fourth Shackles.
Forced to unleash his full strength, Eztein activated both [Elent Drive] and [Dream Power] simultaneously. His movents blurred as he weaved through the battlefield, his spear a deadly extension of his will.
Bang! Bang!
One by one, his enemies fell, their hearts pierced by his relentless strikes.
Eztein couldn’t help but glance up at Vashno’s battle. He wasn’t sure how long Vashno could hold out, but judging by his performance so far, he seed to be managing just fine.
"I can take down a Third Shackle titan easily… but anything beyond that—" Eztein narrowed his eyes.
Titans possessed imnse strength and incredibly tough bodies. Eliminating one at the sa level as him was no simple feat. Even compared to the other powerful creatures he had fought in the past, titans stood out for their overwhelming power and defense.
For now, his best option was to avoid direct confrontations with stronger foes and focus on cutting down the lower-realm enemies.
Whoosh!!
Three Fourth Shackle Realm titans charged toward Eztein from different directions.
Without hesitation, he dashed toward the one on his left, thrusting his spear with precision. However, the titan reacted swiftly, deflecting the attack before countering with a powerful kick.
Eztein sidestepped just in ti, narrowly avoiding the strike. In one fluid motion, he adjusted his stance and swung his spear downward, his elental energy tearing through the air.
Bang!!
The titan was sent crashing to the ground, the impact forming a massive crater.
At that mont, the other two Fourth Shackle Realm titans closed in on him.
"Dammit!" Eztein gritted his teeth, trying to evade their incoming strikes, but it was too late. Their massive fists slamd into him, sending him hurtling toward the ground like a teor.
Boom!!
He crashed with devastating force, the impact shaking the battlefield. Blood spewed from his mouth as pain shot through his body—his bones shattered under the sheer power of their blows.
But he couldn’t afford to stay down. Gritting his teeth, he forced his body to move, his powerful recovery kicking in as his injuries nded rapidly.
Then—
Boom!!
A vibrant explosion erupted in the distance, painting the sky with brilliant colors.
Both Eztein and Vashno turned their heads toward the source. A wave of relief washed over them.
It was a signal.
A sign that Leef and the others had successfully rescued the survivors and were already retreating.
That ant there was no reason to waste any more ti fighting the titans.
Eztein unleashed a powerful attack, forcing his opponents back.
Up in the sky, Vashno did the sa. His massive golden wings spread wide before releasing a barrage of golden rays, raining destruction upon his enemies.
The two of them knew it was ti to retreat.
Staying any longer would only drain their strength—and possibly lead to their deaths.
Swoosh!!
Without hesitation, Vashno and Eztein shot into the sky, pushing their speed to the limit as they tore through the air.
Of course, the titans weren’t about to let them escape so easily. They gave chase, unleashing a barrage of attacks. Yet instead of slowing them down, the reckless assaults only widened the gap between them.
Vashno and Eztein skillfully used the force of the titans’ attacks to propel themselves even farther forward. As for the injuries they sustained, they didn’t bother worrying—thanks to the Parasitic Essence Eater within their bodies, they would heal quickly.
This only fueled the titans’ rage, but there was nothing they could do. Vashno and Eztein had already widened the gap.
Before long, they had completely lost their pursuers.
Finally, they ca to a stop in midair, exhaling heavily as they caught their breath.
"Hu~ that was so dangerous stuff." Eztein wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Let’s go," Vashno said.
Without wasting any more ti, they turned and flew off. Before long, they regrouped with Leef and the others. The three survivors were with them—mission accomplished. It was ti to return to camp.
...
Back at the camp, Vashno submitted his report.
Of all the survivors out there, only three had made it out alive. He also detailed the trap laid by the titans, a clear sign that the enemy was growing more aggressive.
The war between Olympus and the Titans was escalating rapidly. On the frontlines, even the Gods had begun to take part—led by Zeus himself.
Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades were confident that Olympus would ultimately prevail. However, they knew the cost would be high. Countless mortals would be caught in the crossfire.
After all, the titans’ power remained as formidable as ever. But the higher-ups of Olympus were certain of victory.
By their calculations, this war would last only a few more months.
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