Amber Sword

"Antitina, step aside a bit, I’ll attract its attention." Ben gently spoke, releasing the Staff Lady’s hand without turning back.

"Lord, be careful." Antitina replied, but ultimately obediently took a few steps back.

Even having walked back and forth on the path of The Dead, she had countless things she wanted to say to Ben. But she knew at this moment, she understood that everyone must give their all to oppose the fate belonging to Erune.

Ben raised the Earth Sword, simultaneously letting out a roar. Like a lion, he charged alone at the Titan Statue. It was a relentless battle, facing the Titan Statue’s fist as enormous as a mountain.

It was a war between ants and a giant.

The Titan’s arm had already transformed into converging electricity in mid-air, a punch crashing down where Ben was, but Ben didn’t dodge at all and faced it head-on.

Antitina let out a gasp, then covered her mouth.

"Ben, are you crazy?" The Elf Sister almost couldn’t believe her eyes.

Sparks exploded instantly centered on Ben, then blossomed outward in all directions, one after another, like lines of fireworks.

Ben of course wasn’t crazy.

But he knew dodging was meaningless; this was the highest masterpiece of the Bujia Wizard, and the attack of the Titan mastering thunder couldn’t be dodged. Rather than struggling fruitlessly, it was better to decide victory or defeat in one move.

It’s either victory, or defeat.

There’s no third way to go.

Countless lightning bolts stabbed into his skin like sharp blades, then pierced him completely, his surface charred and curling, hair igniting and burning, yet Ben stepped forward, like a giant advancing through a storm, nothing could stop him from taking his steps.

Life instantly dropped to the lower limit, status shifting from healthy to dying, then two large words written: Death.

Yet Ben continued advancing.

Unyielding Talent burned fiercely like the last Torch, powerful Law infused from the Void into his body, supporting his flesh and soul, allowing him to stand resolutely on the Earth.

𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

The Lightning Storm finally passed.

But Ben still held aloft the Longsword, looking at the Titan, only one sentence could express the wildness in his heart at this moment.

"Come on, bastard!"

He lifted his head boldly and roared, the roar piercing through the entire battlefield. The Titan Statue froze for a moment, or perhaps the one controlling this terrifying war machine inside froze.

Probably never imagined that after suffering a full blow from itself, this young man, merely a Golden Peak Element Manifestation, hadn’t died.

But it accepted Ben’s provocation.

Titan raised its left hand, a lightning bolt seemingly responding to its call strikes down from the sky, hitting its palm. Roaring thunder gathered in its palm into a bright thunderball, at that moment it was the Sovereign of lightning—the storm’s giant, Traminir.

The Titan grasped this thunderball, as if handling a tangible object, stretched it into a beam of lightning, transforming it into a lightning spear.

Since you seek Death, then Death shall be granted. In countless worlds, lightning brings Fire to civilization, also decrees destruction. Titan thrusts forward, lightning converges into an infinitely bright point, piercing straight towards Ben.

"Get out of the way!" Saint Ausor completely didn’t understand what Ben intended, feeling this young man was absolutely mad, having never seen such a wild side of him, facing the power of Death without reservation.

That moment only reminded her of that night in Buqi, when she first saw this young man, it was precisely because of the same power that made her truly decide to make him her Inheritor.

But that scene repeated.

The young man charged forward like a lion in rage, facing his enemy, or perhaps death. For him, this was the sole slim chance.

A sound like the world being torn apart. Lightning scattered over the meadow, densely converged arcs twisted nearly into some hot golden gaseous substance, sweeping through, turning everything it passed into flying ash.

But a scene that left all witnessing it in disbelief occurred.

Ben seemed as if the Thunder God descended, surrounded entirely by lightning, his hands parted the white gaseous clouds, advancing through the thunderstorm with unstoppable momentum. Everyone saw the black flames rising from his eyes, the same power brimming within him, the furious Dark Dragon’s power ruling Ben at this moment.