Chapter 472: The Starlight Requiem (2)
It devoured everything in its path ..
Including Gavid Lindman and Gvardiol.
V’s fire attack consumed a massive section of the battlefield, ensuring I had nowhere to dodge.
His strike harmed his allies too ..
But Gavid Lindman used his Phantom Form to become fully intangible,
While Gvardiol’s metal body simply withstood the flames.
Neither of them suffered any damage.
I, on the other hand, was completely incinerated.
The black flames scorched me so thoroughly that most of my body was reduced to charred flesh.
The stench of burning skin and meat filled my nose.
I must’ve looked horrifying ..
I realized that when I saw the reflection of my face on my blade.
I had been burned to a crisp.
And yet...
Even as a walking lump of coal ..
I kept fighting.
Dodging their attacks.
Returning damage with every clash.
The three of us moved so fast, the eye couldn’t track our movements.
The clash of blades was the only sound that echoed through the battlefield.
A whirlwind of swords.
A blazing metallic inferno that consumed everything around it.
"He can still fight like this... even after all that?!"
Gavid Lindman, stunned by my tenacity, couldn’t understand how I was still standing.
"Sorry, but pain doesn’t mean much to me."
Continuing to fight them both while enduring V’s scorching flames...
My enhanced senses registered everything happening around the warzone.
My awareness expanded ..
Taking in every detail, including the dire situation behind me, where the Empire’s forces were struggling.
After taking massive damage from the Nightmare Beasts, the Ultras ships launched a full assault ..
Encircling the Empire’s forces from all sides.
They had deliberately avoided the zone where I was fighting Gvardiol and the others ..
Instead focusing their power on the Empire’s fleet.
That must’ve been Gavid Lindman’s plan ..
A command he gave at some point while I was busy battling Gvardiyol.
It had to be.
First, wear down the Empire’s fleet with Nightmare Beasts and destroy most of their ships ..
Then finish off the rest with a massive final assault from the Ultras main fleet.
They had already guessed the Empire wouldn’t send its full strength from the start ..
And would begin with a smaller vanguard.
That’s why they sent 35,000 men, a force overwhelming compared to what we had.
As for me...
Despite being a potential threat,
They were confident I wouldn’t survive a deathmatch against all three of them.
And what was happening now only proved them right ..
I had become a charred corpse, covered in dozens of horrific wounds.
Gavid Lindman and Gvardiol had beaten me to pulp, While V burned me again and again in perfect coordination.
Even though I kept resisting until the bitter end, It was becoming clear how this battle would end.
This was what it meant to face three warriors .. each beyond SS rank.
Even if I managed to unleash SS+ level power myself...
3 vs 1 was still nearly impossible.
’He’s going to fall soon.’
That was probably what Gavid Lindman thought.
The fact I’d lasted this long was already a miracle in itself.
"In the end... how dull.
So this is all you’ve got?"
Gvardiol spoke, his voice tinged with disappointment as he began to lose interest in me.
He had expected to fight some kind of monstrous legend .. But his opponent had fallen faster than he ever imagined.
It made him realize that he had overestimated me...
Using one of his trump cards against a mere boy.
The battle was already over.
Abraham Starlight had been a special case ... And it was a mistake to compare his son, Frey, to him.
Miracles only happen once.
And the Starlight family... had already used up theirs.
.
.
.
Frey Starlight had been completely defeated.
The young man whose very name struck terror into the hearts of the Ultras...
...was now on the verge of collapse.
"Your death will mark the beginning of the end... for the Empire, and everything it stands for."
As they ripped his body apart,
Gavid and Gvardiol continued to spit poison into Frey’s ears.
"If this were Abraham Starlight, he would’ve handled the situation with ease.
But the son... is nothing like the father."
From the very beginning, comparing him to the Starlight family’s greatest star had been nothing but a fantasy.
The Black Death?
A meaningless title .. earned only by killing a handful of the weak.
Frey Starlight built his reputation on a lie.
And that lie was finally about to collapse.
With his features burned beyond recognition, The so-called Lord Starlight had never looked more pathetic.
’Time to end this.’
Readying his blade once more,
The masked V prepared to deliver the final blow .. watching Frey from afar.
His opponent looked utterly defeated,
That much was obvious.
And yet, for some reason...
V couldn’t stop staring into those eyes.
Those eyes of the Lord Starlight.
They glowed with a violet light,
The only thing still shining in his charred, broken form.
Eyes... calm, deep, and composed.
Eyes that made V question ..
What exactly was Frey Starlight seeing?
Was he even here in the first place?
He had held out well... longer than expected.
But that was all.
In the end, he would fall like the rest.
Still, V couldn’t shake that gnawing feeling ..A strange discomfort that refused to leave him.
As if something was deeply, horribly wrong.
And right as that foreboding thought surfaced...
Frey ..charred and broken .. curled his lips into a pitiful smile, Before speaking, his voice strained and low:
"Abraham Starlight is Abraham Starlight.
And I... am simply Frey Starlight.
I’m not a copy of my father, Nor his second coming. I am who I am. That’s all."
He said those words...
Then vanished.
Teleporting between Gavid Lindman and Gvardiol with seamless, perfect precision.
The movement was so clean,
So fast, That there was no way to perceive it at all.
Gavid Lindman scowled, narrowing his eyes at Frey’s newly revealed skill.
’His spatial ability... it’s on par with Mergo’s...’
A teleportation of that caliber wasn’t something one could just learn casually.
Yet Frey executed it as if it were second nature.