The air above the Dwarf Palace was no longer a realm of oxygen and light; it had become a Domain of Absolute Ruin

  Thrain Ironhand stood at the epicenter of a spatial collapse, his figure shimmering with an unholy brilliance that threatened to blind any mortal who dared to gaze upon him. He was a man who had stepped beyond the boundaries of the living, a Tier 3 powerhouse currently fueling his existence with the very essence of his soul. In the parlance of the ancient cultivators, he was a "Dying Sun,"

  Jai, his golden robes tattered and stained with the emerald blood of his allies, stood firm. His mind, connected to his comrades through the Listener Artifact

  "Listen to me, all of you!" Jai’s voice echoed directly into the souls of Zayn, James, and the surviving Ministers. "Thrain's 'Destroyer' state is not a pinnacle of power; it is a Vessel of Defects

  Zayn Stone, his breath coming in ragged gasps, leaned heavily on his Ice-Soul Bow. "Arthur! Explain it simply! My mind is clouded by the pressure of his aura!"

  Jai took a deep breath, his own Dantian vibrating with the effort to stay upright. "The Destroyer TechniqueGod-Seeker's Physique

  "The golden mist from his chest is the Lightning EssenceVoid EssenceLight EssenceVital Cracks

  James, his eyes sharp with the heritage of the Chenwongo line, nodded. "The 'Defect of the Destroyer.' Lord Beatrice once warned us that a star is most vulnerable at its vent. We have to strike those three locations simultaneously."

  "But how?" Winston interjected, his voice trembling. "His skin is now harder than Heavenly Star-Iron

  Jai’s gaze hardened. "We do not attack with brute force. We attack with Unified IntentSpiritual Pressure

  The Ministers, their Dao Hearts bolstered by Jai’s clarity, roared in unison. They knew that Thrain was currently a ticking time bomb. Then zayn asked: "Arthur What if he explode and collapse. He is going to die, right?". Then jai replied :"If he achieved a Total Core Collapse

  Thrain Ironhand, sensing the shift in the battlefield’s rhythm, let out a sound that was half-laugh, half-growl. His demonic face, now etched with glowing violet veins, looked toward the heavens. He knew his time was measured in minutes.

  This book's true home is on another platform. Check it out there for the real experience.

  "You scurry like rats in the shadow of a falling mountain," Thrain’s voice boomed, vibrating the very marrow of everyone present. "You seek my end? I shall give you the end of all things!"

  In an unbelievable display of wealth and power, Thrain’s interspatial rings shattered. Forty-eight Divine Artifacts

  The battlefield transformed. Each artifact acted as a node in a Grand Slaughter Array

  "DEFENSE!" Zayn screamed, raising his bow to create a wall of frost.

  The Ministers collapsed their offense, forming a dome of elemental shields. Winston used his "Aegis of the Silent Wind"

  While the plaza burned, a darker tragedy was unfolding in the shadows of the medical wing. RezoMorisa

  "Your brother is a fool, and your father is a ghost," Rezo hissed, raising a dagger glowing with toxic green light. "Your blood will be the seal upon the new world."

  But as the blade began its descent, the temperature in the room dropped to absolute zero. It wasn't the cold of ice; it was the Cold of the Grave

  Rezo’s arm didn't just stop; it ceased to exist. A blur of black and gold light flickered through the room. In the blink of an eye, the ten elite guards Rezo had brought with him were reduced to piles of fine, grey ash. They didn't even have time to scream.

  A man stepped out of the darkness. He was tall, with hair like spun gold and eyes that held the depth of the primordial void. He wore a simple black shirt and pants, yet the air around him warped and bowed as if in the presence of an Emperor.

  This was the hidden guardian who had been appointed by Lord Beatrice and followed Jai and James from the Human Kingdom, through the Linston Town skirmish, and into the heart of the Dwarf Palace. He was the one who had watched them from the rafters when they rescued the children, and the one who had shielded them from the unseen assassins of Zenos.

  Jai found him when they were saved from the enemies who kidnap Morisa. But, he choose silence because, so then Jai used him as the shield. Then the same thing happening right now.

  Back in the plaza, the 48 artifacts were about to deliver a finishing blow to the exhausted Ministers. Thrain raised , ready to cleave the world in two.

  Suddenly, a massive Vortex of Sovereign Intent

  Only Jai and James remained standing because of the same bloodline, their eyes wide with recognition and a deep, filial piety.

  The golden-haired man walked onto the battlefield, holding the shivering Morisa in his left arm as if she weighed nothing more than a feather. He stepped through Thrain’s artifacts—beams of light shattered against his skin like glass against stone. He didn't even blink.

  He stopped in front of Jai. With a graceful movement, he handed Morisa to the stunned Zayn Stone, who could only stare in mute shock.

  Jai and James immediately knelt, their foreheads touching the cold, blood-stained marble. "Greetings, Master! Greetings, Uncle!"

  The plaza fell into a deathly silence. Jai looked up, his voice ringing with newfound hope. "Everyone! This is the man who forged our blades and our spirits. He is the Supreme Commander of the Human Kingdom

  "Alaric Chenwongo

  Alaric looked up at Thrain. His eyes, filled with the "Six-Element Reversion" (Light, Storm, Void, Water, Fire, and Dark), locked onto the dying God-General.

  "Thrain," Alaric said, his voice a calm breeze in the middle of a hurricane. "Hundred years ago, you fled from my aunt's shadow. It seems you've spent that time learning how to commit suicide with style. But you’ve forgotten one thing."

  Alaric’s aura flared, a brilliant white-gold light that pushed back the black flames of .

  "A Chenwongo never leaves a job unfinished. You were supposed to die in the Valley of Mourning. Allow me to correct that historical error."

  The final act of the Dwarf Kingdom’s tragedy had just found its director. The "Destroyer" was no longer the strongest being on the field.