A colossal palm of divine purple lightning formed above him, stretching out like a celestial hand.
Its very presence distorted the battlefield.
The sky rumbled. The world held its breath.
"Heaven’s Thunder Palm."
The first move of the Ten Hands of Lightning God.
A legendry rank technique.
Everyone be it the leaders of the five major guilds or the four super families including the young geniuses, they were all shocked seeing the huge purple lightning floating atop Max’s head.
The energy it was overflowing with was enough to sent a chill down to the young geniuses.
As they gazed at the purple lightning palm in shock—
It struck.
BOOOOOOOOM!
The titanic lightning palm surged forward, meeting the abyssal wind wyrm head-on.
Lightning met corruption.
Heaven met void.
The two monstrous forces clashed, and for a moment—silence.
Then—
A detonation.
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A supernova of destruction.
BOOOOOOOOOOOM!
The entire battlefield shook violently, debris launching into the sky as waves of energy tore through the land.
The black wyrm screamed, its form disintegrating under the wrath of thunder.
The storm… was crushed.
Lightning surged through the air, wiping away the abyssal storm as if it had never existed.
And standing tall amidst the fading chaos—
Was Max.
Evan, pushed back through the air, his blackened form flickering, stared at him.
"You!"
Evan’s voice boomed across the battlefield.
"I will kill you!"
Max’s eyes narrowed.
Something had changed again.
Evan’s voice—it was completely different now.
Less controlled. Less refined.
More feral.
More like Veylin.
Like the Nulls.
Then it happened.
The black goo writhing along his face and right arm suddenly surged.
Like a living entity, it spread.
Across his left arm.
Down his waist.
Over his legs.
Until—
Evan was completely engulfed.
A full-body transformation.
A monstrous being of pure abyssal corruption.
Max’s eyes widened in shock when he saw that.
He had expected Evan to have master the Null transformation.
But the scene in front of him said otherwise.
It was the Null within him that was slowly taking control of him.
***
Silence.
Absolute silence.
Even the strongest leaders of the Five Great Guilds and Four Super Families froze in place.
Kate’s face darkened, her voice grim.
"He’s gone full Null Transformation."
Her hand instinctively clenched around her sword.
She had seen Veylin’s transformation, but this—
This felt different.
More dangerous.
More complete.
Aurelia frowned, her gaze shifting toward Cain, who still hovered calmly in the air.
"This is bad… but it doesn’t seem like he’s going to stop the battle."
Cain, as composed as ever, simply watched, as if Evan’s transformation had been expected all along.
Envoy Lucas sighed, his usual smirk absent.
"The battle of the Ascension Ceremony doesn’t end until one party admits defeat."
His expression turned serious.
"Even if Evan goes berserk… Cain won’t interfere."
A wave of dread settled over the battlefield.
***
"Now this… this is what I call power."
Evan’s featureless, blackened face tilted upward, his tone filled with raw excitement.
His entire form pulsed, his new Null body writhing like a mass of living shadow.
A being of pure abyssal corruption.
His glowing white ring eyes flickered as he looked down at Max.
"You’ve been a nuisance to me for far too long."
His voice echoed unnaturally, layered with something deeper.
Something that wasn’t entirely his own.
Then, with absolute arrogance—
"It’s time I end this."
BOOM!
The black aura around his body exploded outward, creating a surge of energy so suffocating that the entire battlefield trembled.
A pillar of dark light shot into the sky, crashing into the dome Cain had formed above the battlefield.
The moment the black light hit the dome—
Everyone froze.
The energy radiating from it was—
Dark. Cold. Devoid of life.
It was not just Null energy.
It was something worse.
The air became heavy. The very essence of existence trembled.
And in that moment, Max’s face darkened.
Because he knew this power.
He had felt it before.
The same suffocating aura. The same monstrous presence.
This… was exactly what happened to Veylin.
But more than that—
Max felt something far more disturbing.
Evan… was gone.
Not physically.
But mentally.
Whoever was speaking now—whoever was in control—
It wasn’t Evan anymore.
It was the same eerie sensation he had felt when Veylin transformed.
Something had taken over his body.
Something that wasn’t human anymore.
The black pillar of light faded.
And from its vanishing glow—Evan emerged.
His blackened, twisted form pulsed, the abyssal energy in his body alive, writhing, hungering.
"I will start by—"
He never finished.
Because in the next instant, his hand was already clutching Max’s face.
Max’s entire body froze.
His mind screamed.
His Three Dimensional Body had seen nothing.
Not a blur. Not a movement.
Just Evan standing still one moment… and the next, his clawed hand was already wrapped around Max’s face.
A cold chill crawled down Max’s spine.
’This speed… was way faster than Veylin’s...’
Then—
A worse realization hit him.
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Max’s eyes widened.
He was being drained.
His energy was being devoured.
Just like when Veylin had tried to consume his soul.
But this time—
He came prepared.
"Void Cloak!"
FWOOOSH!
A shroud of black flames erupted, engulfing his body.
The moment the dark flames cloaked his form—
Evan jerked back, his claw twitching violently.
"Huh?!"
His voice turned strange, distorted, disbelieving.
He tried again.
Tried to devour Max’s energy once more.
Nothing.
Tried to devour Max’s soul.
Nothing.
Tried to consume his physical body.
Nothing.
Evan’s head twitched unnaturally, his glowing white-ringed eyes narrowing.
"NO!"
His voice exploded with rage.
"HOW CAN YOUR SOUL, BODY, AND ENERGY BE STRONGER THAN ME?! YOU ARE CLEARLY AN ANT!"
His fury was palpable, his aura shaking the entire battlefield.
Then—he moved.
BOOOM!
Evan rocketed into the sky, Max still in his iron grip.
And then—he threw him down.
"DIE, ANT!"
Max’s body plummeted, tearing through the sky like a missile, the force shaking the very air.
The ground rushed up to meet him—
But at the last second, Max’s instincts kicked in.
He managed to halt himself mid-air, just a hair’s breadth from hitting the ground.
Exhale. Relief.
Then—PAIN.
BANG!
A monstrous impact crashed into his back.
Evan had already followed up.
Before Max could even register it, he was slammed into the ground.
The impact shattered the earth, sending a shockwave across the battlefield.
A crater formed beneath him.
Dust and debris shot into the air.
"Cough… cough."
Max emerged from the crater, his body covered in dust, his breath slightly ragged.
He wiped the little bit of blood from his lip, his eyes locking onto Evan’s monstrous figure.
His expression darkened.
’He’s too strong.’
The raw power in Evan’s full Null form was overwhelming.
Too fast. Too strong. Too relentless.
Even with all his skills, Max knew—
He couldn’t win like this.
Not unless—
"How?!"
Evan’s voice roared, his black aura boiling in fury.
"How can you not be injured?!"
His hands clenched into trembling claws, his body twitching in rage.
"How can your bones not break from my fist?!"
Max tilted his head.
Then, he smirked.
"That punch just now?" He stretched his neck, rolling his shoulders. "It only felt like a bee sting to me. Nothing else."
Evan froze.
Then—his aura erupted.
The sheer rage in his Null form distorted the air, black tendrils of abyssal wind whipping violently around him.
But Max ignored it.
Because—something was changing.
Behind him, the dimmed purple lightning ring that had been flickering throughout the battle suddenly—
IGNITED.
Lightning poured out of his body endlessly like a never ending a source of lightning generated out from Max’s body.
Then—
BOOM!
A second lightning ring manifested behind his back, spinning wildly, sending waves of raw electric power surging through the battlefield.
The moment it fully materialized—
The ground beneath Max’s feet shattered.
His white hair straightened, lifted by the sheer voltage surging through his body.
Every muscle in his body pulsed.
A storm of crackling arcs of lightning coiled around his arms and legs like living serpents.
And then—he exhaled.
A breath of white smoke.
His eyes flashed with power.
"2nd Gear…"