MIGHT AS WELL BE OP Chapter 922: World Ender

Chapter 922: World Ender

The mont the clones of himself created by Aura Nova were destroyed, Kingsley vanished from his position entirely. One instant, he stood amidst the remnants of shattered light and dissipating mana; the next, he appeared beside Aura Nova herself, his presence abrupt and overwhelming. His fist collapsed forward as he deployed another technique without pause or warning.

[Universal Technique: Fist Type: World Ender]

The air around his clenched fist swelled violently, trembling with maddening intensity as though reality itself recoiled from what was about to be unleashed. Pressure built upon pressure until the space around his arm could no longer endure it. Then it collapsed outward in a catastrophic release as Kingsley punched forward with titanic force. Space shattered upon itself, folding, cracking, and tearing as his fist tore through existence with unstoppable montum.

Aura Nova did not hesitate for even a fraction of a second. The mont Kingsley moved, her mana erupted from her core in full force, surging outward in a radiant torrent as she responded instinctively, her control absolute.

Omniedit: Command: Source Edit: Spatial Vacuum

At her command, the shattered space reconstructed itself according to her will, twisting and reforming to create a vast, yawning vacuum between herself and Kingsley. The void stretched wide and deep, swallowing light, sound, and force alike as reality bent to her authority.

With cataclysmic impact, Kingsley’s golden fist collided head-on with the spatial vacuum. The world stilled for a single, fragile mont, then it quaked, then shook, then trembled, then spasd violently, before erupting into an all-consuming madness of destruction and ruin. Black, blue, and gold flooded the separate plane as an unknown energy and raw mana tore into one another with apocalyptic fury.

The resulting shockwave slamd directly into both Aura Nova and Kingsley, carrying with it the intent to erase them from existence entirely. Yet without even a flicker of hesitation, both vanished, each employing vastly different thods to evade annihilation.

The entire separate plane convulsed. For a brief instant, it appeared as though the space itself stood on the brink of implosion under the devastation wrought by these two beings. Then, just as suddenly, it nded itself. Fractured space stitched together, warped laws stabilized, and the entire space regained cohesion with frightening ease, effortlessly withstanding their destruction as though it had endured such calamities before.

Omniedit: Command: Logic Hijack: Endless Spatial Blade

Another imnse wave of mana erupted from Aura Nova’s core. Her reserves appeared inexhaustible, her output limitless, as she manipulated reality without restraint or consideration for conservation. The air scread under the strain of her authority as the entire sky dyed itself a deep, unnatural blue. Clouds vanished instantly, erased by the sheer density and weight of her mana.

In the next instant, space itself obeyed her thoughts.

Reality fractured violently, tearing open into warped slits that twisted and bent into razor-thin blade lines, edges capable of cleaving through anything and everything that existed. Their numbers multiplied like malignant cells: one beca two, two birthed twenty, twenty multiplied into a thousand, a thousand into a million, and a million into endless infinity.

The entire separate space scread in silent apology, as though begging for rcy. The air grew suffocating beneath her control, compressed and distorted to the brink of collapse. Yet Kingsley did not move. He simply steadied himself, muscles tightening as he braced for the incoming apocalypse. Without hesitation, without rcy, and without restraint of any kind, Aura Nova unleashed the attack.

Around Kingsley, grid-like webs of interlinking spatial blades ford instantaneously. They surrounded him from all directions before collapsing inward, converging with lethal precision, each blade intent on reducing him to countless fragnts and tearing him from existence entirely.

Kingsley did not dare hesitate.

He activated his Zero-step Displacent movent ability in a flash, vanishing as though he had never occupied that position to begin with. However, Aura Nova had already accounted for this outco. Without pause, she continued to channel her mana endlessly, maintaining and expanding the formation of her literal endless spatial blades.

Kingsley’s body beca a flicker of golden radiance, his form shifting between positions and layers of reality with terrifying speed and fluidity. Yet the blades kept pace. They chased him relentlessly. They missed, they adjusted, they pursued again. He dodged, they slashed, he vanished. The sky transford into an endless stage of obliterating madness, a ceaseless bombardnt that threatened to tear the heavens themselves apart.

Kingsley knew he could not dodge forever.

He was not a man who wielded mana, and he could not gauge whether Aura Nova’s reserves were rely abnormal or outright absurd. What he did know was that remaining passive would lead only to eventual destruction. Though his body was resilient beyond normal comprehension, harder than anything most beings could even imagine, he could feel the genuine threat behind her attack.

[Universal Technique: Fist Type: Continuous Rampage]

Without hesitation, he shifted into another technique. His fists ignited with searing golden intensity, power coiling tightly beneath his skin. In perfect tandem with his Zero-step Displacent, he surged forward. This ti, he no longer dodged, he t every spatial blade head-on.

Each strike was precise, brutal, and absolute. Every blade he struck collapsed violently, tearing through the reality of the position he had just vacated. Kingsley never lingered. The mont one blade fell, he moved to the next, his movents fluid and relentless. His form beca a living embodint of martial perfection, a pure martial artist operating at the absolute peak of his craft.

Aura Nova floated in place, watching him intently. Her sky-blue eyes danced within their sockets as she followed his movents, her gaze sharp, calculating, and undeniably curious, as though she were already weaving her next plan.

Omniedit: Command: Logic Hijack: Spatial Exchange

The instant she issued the command, reality blinked.

Kingsley felt it imdiately. Space twisted violently around him, distorting his perception and balance. Before he could react, he was forcefully teleported from his position. A spatial distortion appeared where he once stood, and the mont he reappeared elsewhere, a barrage of spatial blades rendered into him with point-blank, irrediable force.

They tore into him like sharks drawn to blood.

Kingsley could not move. He could only grit his teeth and endure as he deployed a technique at the very last mont.

[Universal Technique: Body Type: Shimring Defence]

The defensive technique flared around his body, shimring with golden resilience, but it barely held. Cuts and gashes of various sizes tore through him ceaselessly, endless and unforgiving, blood trailing through the warped air. Then, without warning, the barrage ceased.

The next mont, under Aura Nova’s absolute will, the spatial blades detonated with inauspicious might.

Kingsley’s body was hurled downward from above, crashing violently into a swamp below. His impact carved a massive sinkhole into the terrain, the force and montum behind the attack utterly unforgiving as the earth shattered beneath him.

Aura Nova hovered above for a mont, gazing down calmly. Then she descended from the sky, at least what remained of it, for she had erased it in its entirety. Yet the separate plane was already healing at full speed, reality knitting itself together once more, and within re seconds, a new sky began to form overhead.