Episode 609

With a commanding shout, Zeke’s sword erupted in a brilliant light that surged upward.

Whoooosh!

The entire stone chamber was engulfed in the radiant glow of the holy energy.

Amidst this dazzling light, something began to take shape.

The beams of light from Zeke’s sword coalesced, forming a hazy figure.

Baron instinctively stepped back, overwhelmed by the immense presence emanating from the figure.

“What is this…?”

It was a presence unlike any demon or celestial being—a spirit of pure light summoned by Zeke’s call.

Buzzzzz!

The spirit, composed entirely of light, hovered in the air, vibrating like the wings of a thousand bees.

Even the transcendent beings known as the High Table were left speechless by the spirit’s extraordinary presence.

The first to regain composure was Nabu.

Pointing at the luminous figure, he stammered, “Is that… could it be…?”

Before he could finish, the spirit’s will resonated in their minds.

【Who has summoned me?】

Though not spoken in any known language, the message was clear—a higher form of communication.

Nabu gasped, shouting in disbelief, “This is insane… that’s the King of Light Spirits!”

The other High Table members, equally shocked, turned their eyes to Zeke, who had transformed into an elf.

Summoning a Spirit King, especially one of light, was a feat unheard of for a human.

Yet Zeke, unfazed, addressed the King of Light Spirits.

“Enka, King of Light Spirits. I have summoned you.”

He spoke with confidence, as if calling upon such a powerful entity was an everyday occurrence.

Pointing to Baron and the dark angel, Zeke continued, “These beings disrupt the world with their profane power. I seek your aid to restore balance.”

Buzzzzz!

The King of Light Spirits, Enka, turned his gaze to Baron and the dark angel.

His form flickered momentarily, and his will once again filled their minds.

【It is remarkable for a being of this world to summon me. Yet, I cannot intervene lightly, for it may disrupt the balance.】

Zeke pressed on, “Even if they intend to destroy the world using the power of the Watchers of the End?”

Enka considered Zeke’s words, his form flickering once more before a bright light emanated from him.

【They have twisted the seeds of the end with distorted causality.】

Zeke nodded in agreement. “As a Spirit King, a guardian of dimensions, you must act. I will bear the necessary consequences. Help me.”

Nabu was taken aback by Zeke’s audacity, addressing the Spirit King so directly.

Spirits were the first creations of the primordial light, and the Spirit Kings were the most revered among them.

Especially the King of Light, the oldest and most noble of all.

“This madman… to speak so boldly to a Spirit King.”

Yet, the King of Light Spirits responded.

【Summoner of the purest light, I accept your will.】

Buzzzzz!

Enka’s form shimmered with even greater brilliance.

The hazy figure stepped forward, pointing at the dark angel.

【You, who should not exist, return to nothingness and cease to disrupt the balance.】

With those words, the dark angel was enveloped in a blazing white light.

Whoooosh!

The dark angel, engulfed in the searing light, tried to escape by spreading its wings and soaring upward.

But it could not break free from Enka’s light.

The flames of light clung to the dark angel, burning away its dark energy.

Sssssss—

Enka’s spirit-infused light consumed the dark angel’s corrupt energy, eradicating it completely.

Watching the dark angel gradually vanish in the white light, Baron scowled.

“Zeke Draker! How dare you!”

He removed his glove, releasing a black mist from his hand.

The mist spread throughout the chamber.

Zeke shouted to the King of Light Spirits, “Enka! That mist is the source of the corruption!”

Enka extended his hand, scattering white light like snowflakes, which neutralized and dissipated Baron’s black mist.

Buzzzzz!

Suddenly, Enka’s form began to flicker rapidly.

【Summoner, it seems this is as far as I can assist you.】

Even as a Spirit King, there were limits to how much he could intervene in the world, despite Zeke’s willingness to bear the consequences.

Enka’s form ceased flickering, and he vanished, scattering radiant light that lingered, purifying the dark energy from Baron and the dark angel.

Zeke then summoned Ignis, the high spirit of fire.

Fwoooosh!

Ignis appeared amidst a great blaze, taking the form of a fiery entity.

“Ignis, take care of that dark one.”

With the King of Light Spirits having appeared, the presence of a high fire spirit was no longer surprising.

Yet, the High Table members were still in awe of Zeke’s seemingly endless abilities as Ignis, accustomed to Zeke’s commands, soared into the air, unleashing flames upon the dark angel.

Fwoooosh!

The pure flames of Ignis, combined with the light’s fire, consumed the dark angel.

Ordinary fire would have been ineffective, but the ancient power of a pure spirit’s flames could counteract the dark energy of the external beings.

The dark angel writhed in agony, its body twisting.

Suddenly, its smooth form erupted with boils, which burst open to reveal tentacles lined with sharp teeth.

Screeeeech!

The tentacles, sprouting from the dark angel’s body, thrashed wildly in pain.

Ignis’s flames clung to the newly formed tentacles, burning even faster as they spread through the acidic blood.

Crackle!

The tentacles turned to ash and disintegrated, allowing the light and flames to penetrate the wounds, causing the dark angel to lose its form.

Crackle!

Finally, the dark angel’s body contorted, reverting to its original mass of dark flesh.

Seeing this, Zeke released his polymorph, returning to his human form, and summoned a shadow.

Rumble!

A massive shadow rose from the ground like a breaching whale.

The shadow split into two, its jaws closing around the burning dark flesh.

Sssssss—

The flesh, filled with corrupt power, was absorbed into Zeke’s shadow.

The flesh, imbued with the power of external beings, angels, and beasts, replenished the vast karma Zeke had expended.

Baron watched Zeke absorb the dark flesh with his shadow, speaking calmly.

“The divine has foretold that you, Zeke Draker, will be the greatest obstacle to the new era.”

His gaze grew fiercer.

“I once thought the divine’s concerns were excessive. I repent for my irreverence.”

Baron raised his blackened hand, stepping forward.

“The divine’s words never miss their mark. Zeke Draker, I will use all my power to eliminate you.”

With those words, Baron’s hand transformed.

Crack!

The black energy morphed into daggers, as if made of bone.

Baron gripped the daggers in reverse, raising one hand and lowering the other.

Zeke furrowed his brow at Baron’s stance.

“This isn’t dragon-slaying technique. It’s something new…”

In an instant, Baron vanished.

Startled, Zeke extended his senses, anticipating Baron’s attack from a blind spot, raising Ascalon and unleashing holy energy.

At that moment, Zeke sensed something.

But Baron wasn’t targeting Zeke.

Swoosh!

Baron charged at the fallen Nigel and the guardian Mana.

Baron emerged from the blind spot of Manna’s barrier, brandishing a black dagger.

Sssshhh!

The barrier Manna had erected was sliced through effortlessly by Baron’s dagger, as if it were nothing.

Not stopping at the barrier, Baron swung his weapon towards Nigel, who was still unconscious.

Whoosh!

In response, Manna exhaled deeply, releasing her clasped hands to unleash a powerful double palm strike at Baron.

Boom!

The force from Manna’s strike hit Baron with a sound like shattering metal.

Crash!

Baron was hurled backward, slamming into the wall.

Manna resumed her protective stance over the unconscious Nigel, hands clasped once more.

Thud!

Baron, buried in rubble, pushed aside the debris and stood, gripping his daggers tightly.

Just then, a massive bolt of lightning struck down upon him.

Boom!

The thunderous force, imbued with sacred energy, engulfed Baron.

Simultaneously, Zeke’s sword attack rained down upon him.

Infinite Sword Technique

Holy Spirit Art

Light Slash

A colossal blade of light descended with the intent to cleave Baron in two.

Crash!

Baron raised his daggers to block Zeke’s radiant strike.

Crack!

But the power within was beyond anything Baron could have imagined.

The solid stone floor shattered beneath him as his feet were driven into the ground.

Baron gritted his teeth, crossing his daggers to withstand Zeke’s assault.

Sizzle!

Electricity crackled as Zeke’s sword clashed with Baron’s daggers, sending sparks flying.

Zeke’s sword, imbued with brilliant light, began to pierce through Baron’s defenses.

Crack!

A fine crack appeared on Baron’s dagger, and seeing this, Zeke let out a battle cry, pouring more energy into his blade.

“Haahhh!”

With his shout, the holy energy within him erupted outward.

Baron’s dagger, unable to withstand the force, shattered into pieces.

Shhh—

With the dagger destroyed, Zeke’s sword sliced through Baron’s body in an instant.

Baron staggered back, trembling from the direct hit.

Thud!

A strange sound accompanied a line splitting down from Baron’s crown, and his body fell apart, collapsing to either side.

Thump!

Even after Baron’s body lay split and lifeless, Zeke remained on guard.

Those who had received Arthur’s mysterious baptism were unpredictable, beyond the realm of common sense.

Zeke extended his hand towards Baron’s unmoving corpse, invoking the power of decay.

Ssssss—

As the decay spread, Baron’s body rapidly decomposed.

Soon, all that remained was a sticky, black organic residue where Baron had fallen.

Only when Baron’s body had completely vanished did Nabu, who had been watching from behind, let out a sigh of relief and slump to the ground.

“Finally, it’s over. Those guys are tough.”

Unlike Nabu, Zeke stayed vigilant, scanning the surroundings.

‘It can’t be this easy.’

He spread his shadow, searching the stone chamber for any other movements.

And then it happened.

Rumble!

To everyone’s surprise, the sealed stone chamber door began to open.

Nabu, startled, turned to Ivan.

“What, what’s going on? Ivan, did you open it?”

But Ivan, too, was staring at the door, his face pale with shock.

Zeke raised his sword, aiming it at the opening door.

As it slowly swung open, something began to emerge.

Zeke furrowed his brow as he recognized the figure.

“Harvey Draker.”

Astonishingly, Harvey Draker, who had fled from Zeke before, reappeared.

His red eyes gleamed as he spoke to Zeke.

“I’ve won, Zeke Draker.”