The Adventures of an Overpowered Knight in Another World

Chapter 767- The War Comes To An End (4)

A fierce glint flashed through Reinhardt’s eyes. The next instant... a terrifying amount of divine energy erupted from his body.

The golden radiance that normally surrounded him suddenly became violent and poured toward his sword. It surged through the weapon as though it had developed a will of its own, causing the air around the blade to tremble.

The solar edge began glowing.

WHOOM... WHOOM...

The light that was spreading outward began compressing. All of it, every fragment of divine energy, was forced toward the edge of the blade.

Soon, the radiance became thinner and sharper. The enormous amount of divine energy was now gathered around a single line along the blade’s edge, no thicker than a finger.

Then...

Crack...

Faint black sparks appeared around the sword. They looked like lightning, but they weren’t. They were cracks in space itself.

Because the power had been compressed to an extreme degree, the surrounding space could no longer withstand the concentration of divine energy. It began splitting apart along the blade, creating tiny black fissures that vanished and reappeared in rapid succession.

Reinhardt slowly lifted his sword and muttered, "Normal Skill, [Judgement Nova]."

The moment he activated the skill, an annihilating pressure pressed down on everyone. Across the battlefield, knights and demons alike stopped what they were doing and turned toward Reinhardt.

More precisely, they looked at his sword, which was releasing black lightning at that moment. The cracks around the blade twisted like living things, swallowing the light around them before disappearing into the air.

"What is that...?"

The knights who weren’t even near the area felt their skin crawl just by looking at the sword in Reinhardt’s hands. The hairs on their bodies stood upright, and their instincts screamed at them.

Danger...

It was not danger to their lives, but something beyond that. Something their instincts recognized as absolute destruction.

Even the demons who were fleeing with all their strength looked toward Reinhardt in horror. Their steps slowed as they stared at the golden-haired knight standing in the center of the battlefield.

"This... that power..." Beleth muttered in despair. "No. This isn’t something a human should possess."

He tried to run, desperate to escape from the great demon butcher who had already destroyed the entire battle formation. However, Brutus firmly blocked his path.

"Hahaha... What’s the rush?" Brutus laughed, raising his weapon. "Accompany me for a great fight, will you?"

Beleth’s expression became ugly. Behind him, countless demons were running for their lives, but Brutus stood between them and escape like an unbreakable wall.

Near the center of the battlefield, Erza stared at the golden-haired man. Her eyes widened slightly.

"Reinhardt..."

She had seen him unleash frightening techniques one after another. Even the [Sacred Sanctum], the enormous dome above them, was terrifying in its own right.

At this point, she had thought that no matter what Reinhardt did anymore, it would not cause any waves inside her. Only to be proven wrong once again.

This technique was different.

She could tell that the terrifying aspect of it was not the amount of power. It was the concentration.

All the power Reinhardt had released was fully compressed at the edge of his sword. There was no wasted energy. Not even a tiny whiff leaked away.

Everything had been forced into a single point. Even the surrounding light seemed to be pulled toward the blade, as if the sword had become the center of the world.

Erza could not even imagine what kind of destructive might a vast amount of power compressed to the extreme could display.

"This much should be enough to warn them," Reinhardt said to himself.

Although the skill he was about to unleash fell into the Normal category, it was by no means a weak skill. In terms of destructive power, it was only below the Ultimate Skills.

The reason [Judgement Nova] was considered a Normal Skill was because the fundamentals of the technique were not complex. Any knight who had mastered divine energy could learn it, provided they dedicated enough time to understanding its principles.

Once they grasped the technique of concentrating and compressing their power around the edge of a sword, they too could unleash it. However, the degree of power they could display with the skill would depend entirely on their mastery and personal strength.

In Reinhardt’s hands, even the simplest concept could display space-shattering power if it was pushed to the extreme. The black lightning appearing around his sword was proof of that.

Reinhardt looked at his opponent.

Had Astaroth been in his usual state, he would have fled the moment he saw those black sparks. No matter how proud he was, the Eighth Heavenly King possessed enough battle experience to understand the danger of the technique.

However, the Astaroth standing before Reinhardt had already lost himself. His crimson eyes were filled with nothing but instinct.

There was no reason left within him. No strategy, caution, or fear. Only the ancient bloodline surging through his body and the desire to destroy the enemy before him.

ROOOOOAR...

Astaroth roared and jumped upward. His enormous body rose into the sky, surrounded by raging flames.

For a brief moment, he hovered above the battlefield. Then he turned his body and dived down.

His enormous frame erupted forward like a flaming mountain. The heat radiating from him caused the clouds above to twist, while the earth below began melting under his descent.

Seeing him drop down while using his entire body as a weapon, Reinhardt shook his head.

"In the end, you became nothing but a beast."

With that, he swung his sword.

The blade moved.

A brilliant arc of golden light swept across the battlefield. It was not wide, nor did it appear particularly complicated, but everything within its path began to tremble.

The moment the sword was about to make contact with Astaroth...

CRACK...

Black spatial sparks exploded outward from the sword.

For one second, the world turned golden. The entire demonic encampment, the mountains, and the surrounding Tainted Lands were covered in a radiant golden hue.