The entire fortress shook violently, cracks splintering across the obsidian floors, walls collapsing under the sheer weight of the abyssal energy flooding the air.
The laugh—deep, ancient, filled with sothing far beyond malice—echoed through the crumbling chamber, sending a chill down my spine.
Then—
The dungeon itself began to shift.
The broken remains of the Summoner's staff were suddenly pulled toward the ground, lting into the stone as if devoured by sothing... alive.
Henry and I took a step back, weapons raised, our instincts screaming at us that sothing far worse was about to happen.
Malakar—who, just monts ago, had been an untouchable entity—fell to his knees, trembling.
"No... No, no, no... This isn't possible." His voice was shaking. "I was the ruler of this war! I was the hand of the abyss! I was—"
A massive abyssal claw burst from the ground, impaling him mid-sentence.
SHRRRIIIK!
Malakar let out a choked gasp, his body twisting violently, abyssal energy ripping through his form, as if sothing far greater had just claid him.
Then—he was gone.
Not dead. Consud.
The air went silent.
Then—
The system notification flashed again.
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[SYSTEM ALERT!]
⚠ TRUE MASTER OF BLACK HOLLOW DUNGEON HAS AWAKENED.
??? – Nyxroth, The Abyssal Monarch
Threat Level: UNCLASSIFIED (Beyond asurent)
Abilities: Unknown
Warning: All previous dungeon restrictions are now removed. Escape is impossible.
---
I exhaled sharply, my hands clenching into fists.
"Unclassified?" Henry muttered, his eyes locked onto the massive dark vortex forming where Malakar had died.
It was growing. Expanding.
Then—it stepped out.
A being beyond description.
Nyxroth, The Abyssal Monarch.
Ten feet tall, clad in shifting abyssal armor, its form looked both solid and ethereal, as if reality itself struggled to contain its presence. Its face was an endless void, with six glowing abyssal eyes, each burning with a malevolence that made Malakar look like an insect in comparison.
When it spoke, its voice wasn't just heard—it was felt, pressing against my very soul.
"You... are not supposed to be here."
Henry tightened his grip on his sword, his golden aura flaring violently.
"Too bad. Because we are."
Nyxroth's eyes narrowed, the space around us warping as its re presence twisted reality itself.
"Then you shall die here."
----
The mont Nyxroth moved, reality itself shuddered.
Not just the dungeon—not just the space around us—but the very fabric of existence.
The air ripped apart, turning into a storm of black void energy as Nyxroth's towering figure lood over us. Its six abyssal eyes burned like dying stars, each one glowing with a different hue of destruction.
Then—it vanished.
"Fuck—!"
I barely had ti to react before sothing massive slamd into , sending flying across the collapsing battlefield.
I crashed through layers of broken abyssal stone, my body skidding across the ruins like a ragdoll before I finally slamd into a shattered pillar.
CRACK.
Pain exploded through my ribs, and I coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"Samuel!" Henry's voice rang out.
I barely had ti to register his voice before Nyxroth appeared in front of again, its claw already descending toward my chest.
I moved on instinct—
Void Step.
I phased out of reality just in ti, Nyxroth's strike obliterating the ground where I had been standing a fraction of a second earlier.
I reappeared behind it, my Abyssal Gauntlets flaring with destruction, and threw a full-powered punch at its spine—
Only for Nyxroth to phase as well.
"Oh, you've got to be fucking kidding —!"
It reappeared mid-air, its claw now coated in a burning abyssal energy, and swung toward my head with planet-shattering force.
Then—
A golden flash of light split through the void.
Henry intercepted, his Sword of the First Dawn clashing against Nyxroth's attack.
BOOOOOOOM!!!
The impact sent a shockwave so violent that the collapsing dungeon was torn apart even further—what remained of the fortress was now disintegrating into the void.
I landed hard, rolling before getting back to my feet, my breath ragged.
"Henry—!"
Henry gritted his teeth, his golden energy barely holding against the abyssal force pressing down on him.
"We need a plan!" he shouted. "This thing isn't just strong—it's learning how we move."
Nyxroth tilted its head, its empty void-like face twisting into sothing almost amused.
"Yes."
It vanished again.
Before either of us could react, it reappeared between us, grabbing Henry by the throat with one hand—
—and slamming through the ground with the other.
CRAAAACK!
I felt the entire dungeon shatter beneath , my body breaking through layers of abyssal stone, my vision flickering as pain tore through every fiber of my being.
Henry let out a choked gasp, trying to raise his sword, but Nyxroth tightened its grip, lifting him effortlessly.
"Your light will die here."
Then it crushed him through the air, sending Henry plumting into the abyss below.
"HENRY!" I roared.
Nyxroth turned to next.
I barely had ti to breathe before its claw stabbed straight into my stomach.
I choked, my vision blurring as a burning abyssal energy flooded my veins.
It was trying to erase .
To unmake my existence.
Nyxroth leaned in closer, its abyssal eyes glowing in triumph.
"Kneel, Mortal King."
Everything went dark.
---
(Henry's POV – Pushing Past the Limit)
Falling.
That was all I felt.
The abyss was endless, the darkness consuming, my divine energy flickering, barely holding on after the crushing impact.
But my mind?
My mind was only focused on one thing.
"Samuel."
Nyxroth had him now.
And if I didn't get up, if I didn't move right fucking now—
He was gone.
I clenched my fists, my bones screaming in protest.
"Co on, Henry..." I muttered through clenched teeth.
I forced my eyes open.
And then—
I felt it.
Sothing inside snapped.
A deep, primal power, sothing I hadn't touched yet.
The system flared violently.
---
⚠ WARNING! LIMIT BREAK ACTIVATED!
Divine Core Unleashed: Celestial Overdrive Mode Engaged.
---
My body ignited.
Golden light exploded around , pure divine force pouring out of my very soul.
The abyss?
It couldn't touch anymore.
I shot upward, moving faster than I had ever moved before.
Nyxroth's head snapped upward, its abyssal eyes widening just as I reappeared above it, my sword burning with a light so powerful that even the darkness of the void couldn't suppress it.
"Get your fucking hands off my brother."
I swung.
And everything burned.
---
(Samuel's POV – The Final Strike Begins)
My mind was fading, my body barely holding on.
Nyxroth's abyssal energy was consuming , trying to erase my very existence—
Then suddenly—
A blinding golden light erupted.
Henry was back.
Nyxroth's grip snapped away from , the abyssal energy retreating as my body was pulled back from the edge of destruction.
I gasped, coughing up blood, but my vision cleared just in ti to see Henry standing above —
No.
Not Henry.
Not just Henry.
He was sothing more now.
Golden flas surrounded his entire form, his Celestial Overdrive making his presence feel godlike, sothing even the Abyssal Monarch itself now hesitated to face.
"You still alive, Samuel?" Henry's voice was steady, unwavering.
I let out a weak laugh, grinning despite the pain.
"Barely. But yeah."
Henry lifted his sword, his golden aura burning even brighter.
"Then let's finish this bastard."
I forced myself up, my Abyssal Gauntlets roaring back to life.
The air cracked as Nyxroth's aura flared, but this ti—
It wasn't facing two warriors.
It was facing two kings.
And this ti?
It was our turn to end the fight.
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