The Extra Can't be A Hero

Chapter 324: The Great Fall (2)

Moments earlier, within the sealed dimension where the final battle had been taking place…

The clash between old and new gods had reached its breaking point.

Agos no longer bothered hiding the truth of his existence. The colossal ruler of the Titans abandoned the form he had used throughout the war and revealed his true self—a vast, formless Titan whose body flowed like living matter.

He was no longer bound by shape. His form twisted and shifted endlessly, transforming into whatever he desired: towering stone giants, storms of living energy, or abstract masses that seemed to defy the laws of physics entirely.

To Agos, space and reality were nothing more than clay.

The Titan King bent them to his will with casual ease.

Yet the being standing against him was no ordinary opponent.

Amon had also transcended his former limits. Empowered by the Moon and elevated by the divine acknowledgement of the Will of Heaven, he had stepped into the realm of true divinity.

For all intents and purposes, Amon had become the Moon God.

Under that celestial authority, the balance of power had shifted dramatically.

The Titan King could no longer seal Amon away as he once had, nor could he tear the young god apart from within by manipulating the dimension itself.

Instead, Amon had seized control of the battlefield. The sealed dimension transformed under his command. Dark voids of space unfolded across the sky while endless constellations ignited in the distance. Waves of silver radiance spread across the realm as moonlight and starlight replaced the chaotic energies that had once dominated the pocket world.

Above everything, Amon's nine moons rose into the heavens.

Slowly… they merged.

One after another, the celestial bodies fused until a single perfect full moon hung in the sky, flooding the dimension with endless lunar brilliance.

Within this domain, Amon wielded his Lunar Mystic Arts without restriction. Silver arcs of power deflected the Titan King's assaults while waves of moonlight tore through the shifting forms Agos conjured. Again and again, the young god repelled attacks that would have destroyed entire continents.

But the Titan King was not a being that would fall easily.

With a roar that shook the dimension, Agos twisted reality itself. Space fractured violently. Storms of collapsing gravity spiralled across the battlefield as enormous asteroids materialised in the sky. Thousands of meteors ignited at once before crashing downward like a cosmic bombardment.

The sealed dimension had become a falling galaxy.

Amon moved instantly.

His blade flashed through the heavens as he cut through meteor after meteor, the explosions lighting the battlefield with bursts of silver fire. In the same breath, he launched a devastating counterattack that tore through the Titan King's position.

Yet the blow passed harmlessly through Agos' body.

The Titan King's form dispersed like mist. He had become intangible—phasing through the physical world like a ghost that could not be touched. Realising brute force would not easily defeat his opponent, Agos decided it was time to reveal his true trump card.

It was an ability neither Amon nor Yue had ever seen before.

The Titan King lifted his hand, and…

Snap!

The sound echoed like the breaking of reality itself.

In an instant, the battlefield vanished. The starlit domain collapsed around Amon as space twisted violently. When the distortion settled, the lunar god found himself standing somewhere entirely different. Amon had been transported into another dimension.

But this one was far more hostile.

It was the deepest point of the planet itself—the molten core of the world.

An endless ocean of magma surrounded him. Rivers of liquid fire churned beneath collapsing continents of stone while superheated flames raged through the air. The temperature alone was enough to vaporise an ordinary human within seconds.

Yet Amon did not waver.

Instead, he embraced the heat.

Deep within his soul burned another power—the solar mana he had inherited through the authority of Heaven. As the infernal environment closed in, Amon drew upon that power and allowed the blazing heat to strengthen him instead of destroying him.

Golden light surged through his body. Ever since inheriting Heaven's Will and ascending as the Judicator of the Heavens, Amon had rarely relied on the techniques of the Solaris House.

But Agos was unlike any opponent he had faced before.

To defeat the Titan King, Amon would need everything. Moonlight. Starlight. Solar fire.

Every weapon in his arsenal.

Unfortunately for him… The Titan King had no intention of giving him the slightest mercy.

"Heh, what a monster."

"I could say the same to you."

"And to think you've only lived for a few decades? No wonder Agnosia warned us about the human potential."

Titans were powerful from birth… it was both their blessing and their curse.

For aeons, the Titans had ruled through unquestioned supremacy. Their power was so overwhelming that nothing on the planet could threaten them. Their mere existence was enough to dominate entire continents, and their will alone could reshape the forces of nature.

They were born powerful. Destined to be rulers.

But that same supremacy had planted the seed of their downfall.

Because the Titans had never truly been weak, they never understood what it meant to struggle for strength.

They grew stronger over time, yes—but their growth was painfully slow, tied to the planet's growth as a whole.

There had never been a need to sharpen their abilities, to test their limits, or to innovate through battle.

Why train… when no enemy could challenge you?

Why evolve… when the world already belonged to you?

That complacency had been the reason the Dragons once rose up and stole dominion of the world from them.

And now… Humanity had taken that defiance to an even greater extreme.

In the span of a single mortal lifetime, a human could rise to rival beings that had existed since the dawn of the world. To the Titans, such a concept was utterly unfathomable. Yet the proof stood before him.

Amon.

Seeing the battle slipping beyond his control, Agos snapped his fingers once more. Reality twisted again. The molten core vanished.

In the next instant, Amon found himself plunged into the crushing depths of the ocean. Endless darkness surrounded him as colossal pressure collapsed inward from every direction, strong enough to crush entire mountains.

But Amon endured.

His divine body held firm as he coated himself in protective energy. Gripping Nyx, he swung forward with immense force. The strike split the ocean itself, carving a violent current through the water as he surged toward the Titan King.

Agos clicked his tongue in annoyance.

Snap.

The world shifted again.

This time, they stood within an ancient moss-covered forest. Thick darkness shrouded the towering trees while the ground pulsed with primordial life. Without warning, Agos unleashed a barrage of high-speed projectiles. Explosive spheres of compressed energy shot through the forest like meteor shells, detonating the air and tearing apart the space around Amon.

But the young god responded instantly.

His Lunar Mystic Arts ignited.

Silver arcs flashed through the forest as Amon deflected the incoming attacks, redirecting each explosion with precise strikes. The blasts scattered harmlessly into the surrounding wilderness.

Agos frowned.

Even these extreme environmental shifts were failing to slow his opponent.

So the Titan King made one final decision.

He snapped his fingers again.

This time… They appeared in outer space.

The cold emptiness of the cosmos stretched endlessly in every direction. No air. No gravity. Only silent darkness and distant stars.

Amon reacted immediately.

Divine energy coated his body as he shielded himself from the vacuum of space, preventing his lungs and blood from collapsing under the brutal conditions. Agos, meanwhile, calmly lifted his hand once more.

Another snap.

The void around them suddenly filled with motion.

Thousands of meteors materialised across the cosmic battlefield, each one the size of a mountain. The celestial bodies ignited as they hurtled toward Amon from every direction. The Titan King had decided. If Amon was going to win… He would have to survive everything.

But once again, Amon defied expectations.

Recognising that this was Agos' final stand, he abandoned restraint.

The young god drew upon both halves of his power.

Solar mana. Lunar mana.

The two opposing energies surged together within his body, merging into a single overwhelming force.

For the first time in battle, Amon unleashed his greatest martial discipline.

The Eclipse Mystic Arts.

The first technique emerged… Twilight.

Golden sunlight and silver moonlight fused together, forming a swirling aura of black and white energy around Amon's body. The power radiating from it was so immense that it could have melted continents.

With a single motion, Amon released the energy outward. The blast expanded across the void like a collapsing star, obliterating every meteor in its path. Thousands of celestial bodies disintegrated instantly, leaving nothing behind but drifting cosmic dust.

When the storm of destruction faded… Only two figures remained.

For the briefest moment, the Titan King froze.

Then he moved to snap his fingers again.

But Amon was faster. Gathering every remaining drop of energy within his body, he invoked the most potent technique of the Eclipse Mystic Arts.

Eternity. The universe slowed.

Time itself crawled to a near halt, the flow of seconds stretching into an endless stillness.

Within this distorted world, Amon moved freely while everything else remained suspended in place. In Agos' frozen perspective, the young god vanished.

In the next instant, Amon stood directly before the Titan King. There was no hesitation. No warning. He unleashed the final technique.

Eclipse Mystic Arts: Infinity.

Solar and lunar energy converged in a devastating eruption. The attack tore through Agos' existence itself, ripping through body and soul simultaneously. The Titan King felt his entire being turned inside out.

Wounds he had never imagined possible appeared across his form. His divine structure collapsed under the assault as the attack shredded through his spiritual core.

There was no counter. No escape.

By the time the technique ended, Agos' soul had suffered catastrophic damage. The Titan King dropped to his knees.

The sealed dimension—sustained only by Agos' immense power—began collapsing violently.

Space cracked apart as the artificial world crumbled.

Amon himself was barely standing.

Using Eternity and Infinity had come at an enormous cost.

Though his divine body could slowly heal the damage to his soul and flesh, the exhaustion remained overwhelming. His mana reserves had been drained nearly dry. Recovery would take time.

But the battle had already been decided. Agos had fallen.

And with the Titan King's power failing, the sealed dimension finally shattered completely.

Moments later, the two combatants were cast back into the real world—where the remaining Titans looked on in horror at the broken state of their king.

"Like I said… your era is over."