Dark Magus Returns

Chapter 1635: A Real God

Raze continued to fight against Gizin, pushing himself harder with each passing second. Now that he was fully utilizing the Blazer, he could block the massive, devastating attacks Gizin threw at him, attacks that would have obliterated him earlier in the battle. Even so, the underlying problem remained, lingering like a shadow over his every movement. And the worst part was that Gizin understood that issue too.

"So what!" Gizin shouted, fury and arrogance twisting his face as he swung his staff through the air.

A gigantic line of golden energy tore forward like a crescent-shaped wave, humming with divine Qi and blazing light magic. The sheer pressure of it distorted the air itself.

Raze’s expression tightened. He lifted his sword, runes beginning to flicker and form along its length. Lightning sparked and crawled across his feet, gathering power.

He raised the blade above his head and caught the attack head-on.

The collision forced him downward, pushing his heels deep into the ground. The overwhelming force of Gizin’s combined divine Qi and light mana pressed against him like the weight of an entire mountain. Raze’s muscles trembled under the pressure, and cracks spread across the earth beneath him.

But even while being forced backward, he resisted. He gritted his teeth, shifted his stance, and pushed off the earth with renewed strength. Inch by inch, he surged forward, running straight toward Gizin despite the river of destructive energy pouring against him.

"VOID PULSE FORMATION!" Raze roared.

He dashed forward, his voice echoing through the destroyed arena. Magic burst behind him like a shockwave, propelling him into a sudden burst of speed. At the same time, he activated the abyssal chant formation. Runes that had formed along the sides of Gizin’s attack all detonated in a violent chain reaction. The explosions tore apart the golden line of energy, shredding it and breaking Gizin’s technique.

Smoke and dust instantly flooded the battlefield, swallowing Gizin in a thick cloud. The sudden blindness made him vulnerable.

Raze’s sword cut through the haze, piercing straight into Gizin’s torso.

The blade passed clean through.

And nothing happened.

Gizin didn’t flinch, didn’t bleed, didn’t stagger. His body didn’t even ripple from the impact.

"This is annoying," Gizin growled. "You keep trying the same thing again and again, but it won’t work!"

Above him, several enormous golden beams materialized. All at once, they fired downward, aiming directly for Raze’s body. The light magic hummed with enough power to obliterate dozens of mages at once.

Raze spun, and the Blazer flared to life around him. A vortex of dark energy formed, absorbing the beams instantly, consuming them before they could leave so much as a scorch mark on the ground.

Before Gizin could react, Raze reappeared behind him, boots skidding across the broken terrain. He stomped his foot on the ground, beginning the First Descending Step.

Qi surged.

He moved immediately into the second step. Then the third. His movements accelerated, each step building momentum and pressure around his body. The air began vibrating, trembling under the gathering energy.

"Gizin," Raze shouted, his voice cracking through the battlefield, "you might have Divine Qi, more light magic and mana than I could ever dream of, but in the end, it’s all just energy! You have no idea how to use it!"

Gizin thrust his cane forward and unleashed another massive beam. But this time Raze had already leapt into the air, flipping gracefully as he completed the seventh step, then the eighth, then the ninth.

His entire body spun violently as he unleashed the tenth.

He had successfully completed all ten of the Descending Steps. Qi flooded around him in rippling waves, vibrating so intensely that the very air felt like it was shaking apart.

And because of the Blazer, and the dust clouds created by his earlier earth magic trick, he had finally bought the time needed to pull this off.

This was it.

His strongest attack.

The ten Descending Steps combined with the Eclipse Strike.

While techniques like the Eternal Night formation improved his combat adaptability, none of them came close to the destructive raw power of this strike.

Raze swung.

The Eclipse Strike exploded outward, a colossal wave of dark energy consuming the sky. The radiant battlefield dimmed in an instant. Darkness spread upward, covering the heavens like a living shadow. Even the light from above trembled and bent under the sheer density of the attack.

For miles across the Underside, mages felt the pressure of the energy swirling violently through the air. Walls cracked, buildings trembled, and water from the sewer systems spiraled upward in twisting vortexes, pulled by the chaotic storm of Qi and mana.

The attack crashed downward with catastrophic force, hitting the ground where Gizin stood. The land split apart for miles, deep fissures carving through the earth. Dust and rubble erupted upward before quickly disintegrating under the lingering dark energy.

Raze hadn’t unleashed a strike of this magnitude in a long time, not since becoming a Seven Star Mage. And now, he didn’t have to hold back. He didn’t have to fear exhaustion.

Because he had the final step.

He activated his time magic.

In an instant, he was rewound back to a previous position on the ground. His Qi was restored. His mana returned. His injuries were undone. Even memories that may have been damaged by the Blazer’s curse flickered back into clarity.

He exhaled slowly.

When he looked ahead, he could only see devastation. The entire battlefield was torn apart so thoroughly that much of the rubble had been vaporized by the dark magic.

"Is it over...?" Raze thought. "That would have been an impossible battle if I never learned time magic... and if I hadn’t faced Ibarin first and discovered how to fully use it."

A heaviness pressed into his chest.

"It worries me... about how the last two battles will go."

Just as the thought crossed his mind, golden energy began forming again, gathering from every direction. Particles converged from scattered fragments across the arena, rising and weaving together. Bit by bit, they coalesced until a humanoid shape stood before him once again.

Gizin.

Completely restored.

"That was a pretty strong attack," Gizin admitted, smiling coldly. "I’m confident it would have taken out any of the other Grand Magus, apart from me, of course."

He tapped his cane lightly on the ground.

"That Blazer of yours may be a type of god-tier item... but right now, Raze, you are facing the closest thing to a real god."

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