Chapter 473: Nameless Judgement
Raising both his swords...
A violet flame surged over his body,
Reconstructing it with terrifying speed.
The Lord Starlight’s face appeared anew,
Clean and untouched.
"My apologies, gentlemen,"
Frey said with a renewed calmness.
"It took me a bit of time to come up with the right plan."
Releasing that ominous aura once again,
He shook the entire battlefield.
"A plan to deal with both of you...
And the fleet behind you."
The pressure emanating from Frey now ..
Was undoubtedly the peak of what he could produce.
Since mastering the third stage of Shadow Adaptation,He had gained full control over his aura.
As a result, His strikes had grown far deadlier.
But what he was about to unleash now...
Was on a whole different level.
A terrifying level that sent chills through the hearts of his enemies.
It drove them to attack immediately ..
But it was already too late.
Standing precisely where he had intended,
Frey targeted his next strike not only at them... But everything behind them as well.
’If I’m being honest, I could’ve continued fighting in better ways.’
There was more he could have done,
More tricks he hadn’t used.
But Frey had taken his time ..
Planning the most optimal way to end this.
Understanding the dire position of his allies, He didn’t have the luxury to prolong the battle any longer.
He also wanted to know exactly ..
How his current power measured up against his strongest enemies.
From deep within him, A dark aura fused with shadows exploded outward ..
A twisted, cursed energy wrapped in black flame.
That power coiled violently around Frey’s twin blades, Like furious serpents ready to strike.
The pressure it radiated...
Was unmistakably within the SSS rank.
"The idea first came to me during my fifth month of training."
As his body surged with energy, drowning the world in darkness, Frey’s mind drifted back to his days in the Eastern Nightmare Lands.
"Ignition had always been my strongest attack... But it was never efficient ..just a massive explosion that destroyed everything indiscriminately."
Ignition was powerful, yes,
But it was meant for large-scale battles ..
Situations where Frey was surrounded by weaker enemies.
It was never suited for one-on-one duels.
And so, Frey dedicated most of his time to creating something new.
"It shares the same core principle as Ignition."
An attack that channels all of his power into a single moment ...
But instead of releasing it chaotically,
He pours everything into his swords.
Just a single swing.
A simple, seemingly harmless motion ..
Yet space itself tore apart before that "harmless" strike.
In the past...
Frey Starlight spent long, agonizing months doing nothing but swinging his sword.
He swung again and again,
Until his arm cracked,
His fingers bled,
And the very cells in his hand died from overuse.
But he simply regenerated them... And repeated the process.
Again and again, He destroyed himself—
And rebuilt stronger each time.
A madman’s training .. One no sane person could endure.
But Frey endured.
And by the end of those eight brutal months...
He had become something else entirely.
His blade cleaved through mountains,
Tore through forests,
Ripped the sky,
And scattered the clouds ..
All with a single swing that didn’t even use aura.
A perfect swing.
Now...
Frey was about to pour SSS rank aura into that one swing.
And the result ..
Was catastrophic.
A natural disaster.
The earth itself seemed to shriek in terror at what it was about to witness.
That one swing...
It was more than enough to be the final stage Frey personally added to his ultimate style:
"Ten Thousand Steps of Shadow:
Frey Starlight’s Technique — The Nameless Judgement."
A truly nameless strike.
A strike that carved Frey Starlight’s name into history.
That single swing...
Marked the end for many.
The colossal wave of darkness Frey unleashed obliterated everything in its path.
Gvardiol, Gavid, and V were swallowed instantly ...
And as the dark slash continued, it tore the sea itself in two,
Ripping through the Ultra fleet that had launched the assault on the Empire’s forces.
In their final moments, The soldiers of the Ultras saw nothing but pitch-black oblivion ..
A darkness that sent them to their graves without mercy.
The damage was on a cataclysmic scale.
The Nameless Judgement showed no restraint ... Threatening to consume everything in its path into oblivion.
But then .. As if by magic ..
The catastrophe vanished completely as it approached the Empire’s ranks,
Revealing Frey’s absolute control over his newfound power.
All of it...
Happened in a matter of seconds.
Just seconds ..
That redefined what true overwhelming power meant.
Seconds that reshaped the map itself—
As the Sea of Shezclar was cleaved in half.
Out of 35,000 Ultra troops...
Over 15,000 perished in an instant ..
Erased by the void that had come from nowhere.
Back on the battlefield...
Gavid Lindman was the only one lucky enough to survive the strike clean, Thanks to his ghost-like ability that allowed him to phase out of reality.
Staring at the aftermath, His expression turned grim ..
Especially as he saw Gvardiol’s body, cleanly sliced in half, Despite the man’s monstrous defense.
As for V ..
He survived only by activating his Berserker Shield at the last second.
Even so, Despite using an SS-rank artifact,
V suffered such tremendous damage that he lost consciousness on the spot ..
Removed from the fight entirely.
Of the three...
Two were taken down.
Of the 35,000 soldiers...
15,000 were gone in a blink.
With a wide smile,
Frey looked up at the sky.
"This... is my current peak."
That strike ..
Was everything he had.
Perhaps it was still insignificant compared to those above ..
But it was the first step he needed.
"Are you watching? I wonder..."
Were they still observing him from afar?
"If the answer is yes,
Then keep watching from the front row seats.
Watch as I rise .."
"Rise to a level that shatters every limit this world has to offer."
And on that day...
Frey Starlight declared his existence to the entire world.