Starting With an SSS-Rank Goddess Summon!

The vibrant healthy color returned instantly to her pale sunken cheeks.

The terrifying skeletal thinness of her frame began to physically reverse as the Gold Core aggressively regenerated her lost cellular mass and muscle density in real-time.

Her beautiful silky white hair actively thickened, instantly regaining its lustrous healthy shine as the shedding completely stopped.

In a state of overwhelming shock from the sudden, massive influx of divine concentrated vitality, Elm’s subconscious stubborn grip on her sacrificial magic completely and entirely failed.

FSHHHHH!

She let go of the Four-Leaf Clover spell.

The massive glowing white array permanently etched into the stone floor beneath the shattered tank flickered violently for a fraction of a second, then permanently died.

The tether was officially broken.

Elm sat up slowly in Evelyn’s arms, her hands clutching her chest as she panted heavily, looking around the ruined room.

She was completely healed.

”What... what just happened?” Elm whispered with her voice clear and strong.

She looked down at her own healthy, completely restored hands in bewilderment, flexing her fingers without feeling a single ounce of the agonizing pain that had trapped her for such a long time.

Evelyn stared at Silas with her jaw dropped completely open and her dark eyes wide with an incomprehensible level of pure shock.

He hadn’t just stabilized her bleeding... He hadn’t just paused her death...

He had miraculously cured a shattered core that the medical facilities she had been able to use in Central City couldn’t even manage to touch.

Silas calmly pulled his hand back, resting his arm casually on his knee. He looked directly, intensely into Elm’s wide shocked silver eyes.

”You have a Lord who is completely willing to sell her entire empire and all of her pride just to save your life,” Silas stated bluntly with his deep voice echoing in the chamber and leaving no room for any argument. ”Do not ever throw that precious life away on a foolish suicide spell again. Value your life, Elm.”

Silas stood up slowly from the boiling fluid, wiping his hand on his trousers as he looked over his shoulder toward the smoking ruined iron doorway.

”Now,” Silas said calmly, his golden eyes narrowing slightly as he checked the surrounding area. ”Well we won this, so I hope you’re ready to give me rewards...”

...

Far away, back in the devastated center of the ruined field.

The exact second Elm’s shock caused her to let go of the tether spell...

Hiro’s perception world completely collapsed.

The massive ocean-like flow of purple mana that had been actively fueling his internal circuits and sustaining the spatial lock instantly vanished.

PSSSSHHHH!

’N-no...’

Hiro stood alone in the center of the crushed, sixty-foot crater, surrounded by an unstoppable apocalypse of incoming spells.

Hundreds of Aeliana’s celestial starlight orbs.

The roaring fifty-foot wide destructive tornado of Talira’s volcanic fire and razor-sharp emerald wind blades.

The chaotic crushing gravitational pulls of Rowenna’s massive multi-colored runic magic circles.

His brain had already been lagging heavily.

It had already been screaming in white-hot physical agony from the incomprehensible processing load of reading the exact spatial trajectories of every single attack.

And now, the external fuel was completely gone.

”No...” Hiro whispered softly, his voice completely, instantly lost in the roaring deafening noise of the Vanguard’s combined assault.

CRACK! SHATTER!

The terrifying, deep purple light of the Mind’s Eye domain violently, visibly glitched in the air!

The massive three-dimensional geometric web etched into the atmosphere completely shattered like incredibly brittle cheap glass.

The suffocating purple sky dissolved instantly, replaced by the brilliant and utterly blinding explosions of the Vanguard’s combined high-tier magic.

Hiro’s perception was broken as the overwhelming sensory overload had completely short-circuited his brain.

He was suddenly blind again in the middle of an active war zone.

And the Vanguard exploited his vulnerability with merciless perfection.

KRA-THOOOOOOM!

Aeliana’s Starfall Barrage slammed brutally into the crater floor.

Hundreds of volatile starlight orbs detonated in a massive deafening chain reaction of pure cosmic destruction.

The overlapping concussive force of the astral explosions completely obliterated Hiro’s footing, throwing him violently off balance.

FWOOOOOOSH!

Before he could even attempt to physically recover or execute a blind spatial blink, Talira’s volcanic fire tornado engulfed him entirely.

The white-hot liquid-dense flames aggressively scorched his high-tech uniform, completely incinerating the outer protective layers.

Simultaneously, the incredibly fast, razor-sharp emerald wind blades violently shredded the remaining fabric, leaving dozens of deep bleeding gashes entirely across his exposed arms, his chest, and his scarred face.

Hiro desperately swung his bare hands through the air, trying frantically to use whatever tiny microscopic fraction of spatial mana he had left in his core to deflect the burning flames away from his vital organs.

But the runic triggered after. It was clear that the girls weren’t trying to kill him or else how would he have survived all this?

HUMMMMM!

Rowenna’s gravity well triggered perfectly beneath his shifting boots.

A crushing agonizing twenty-times atmospheric downforce slammed violently into his shoulders.

”Ghk! Ahhhhhh!”

The raw gravitational weight forcefully and brutally dragged him entirely down onto one knee in the burning, completely scorched mud, pinning him helplessly in place.

”Brida!” Rowenna called out calmly with her voice carrying clearly and elegantly over the massive overlapping explosions.

”I GOT HIM!” Brida roared at the top of her lungs.

The Grand Titan Bastion surged violently through the roaring white-hot flames, completely ignoring the intense thermal heat thanks to her immense Vitality stat.

Brida didn’t draw her heavy axe as she didn’t want to accidentally cut him in half.

’I think it’s only fair to attack him for leaving a gash in my shield.’

She used her massive unbreakable adamantine tower shield.

’Let’s go!’

She executed a brutal fully committed shield bash, slamming the heavy, flat metal face perfectly and flawlessly into the exposed side of Hiro’s ribs!

CRUNCH!

”GAAAAAH!” Hiro screamed in genuine agony as the massive impact instantly shattered several of his ribs.

His entire body was violently launched incredibly high into the air, spinning completely out of control through the thick black smoke and burning fire like a broken toy.

’I want to die...’

He was completely overwhelmed.

His domain was broken, his mana core was empty, his brain was fried from sensory overload, and his physical body was completely ruined by the force of the assault.

As Hiro spun helplessly through the air, attempting desperately to orient his broken body for a landing...

A dark terrifying blur of absolute speed intercepted him entirely mid-air.

Tasmin.

The S-Rank Shadow Commander had used her Phantom Leap the exact second the purple domain shattered, instantly restoring her unrestricted access to the spatial seams and shadows.

Tasmin appeared directly above Hiro’s rapidly falling body.

”If you survive this then perhaps you deserve to live...”

WHAM!

Tasmin drove the heavy reinforced heel of her dark leather combat boot precisely into the center of Hiro’s chest.

The massive uncontested downward kick forcefully accelerated his fall, sending him crashing brutally and violently back down into the solid unyielding bedrock of the crater floor.

KRA-THOOOOOM!

Hiro slammed heavily into the stone.

A massive billowing cloud of dark dust, crushed rock, and splattered blood erupted violently from the impact point, completely shaking the surrounding terrain.

”Gah...”

Hiro groaned incredibly weakly with his entire body undeniably broken.

He couldn’t lift his arms to defend himself.

He couldn’t move his shattered legs.

His heavily scarred empty eye sockets stared helplessly up at the sky as he tried to force himself up with his die-hard veteran instincts demanding he continue to fight to the death to secure victory for Lord Sky.

But his muscles simply refused to obey...

He couldn’t move a single inch.

Tasmin landed perfectly, smoothly on his chest, pinning his broken body entirely to the crushed bedrock with her physical weight.

SHRRRR-ING!

With a smooth practiced motion, Tasmin completely pressed the razor-sharp dark mythril edge of her shortsword directly against his exposed throat.

The freezing cold metal rested exactly over his pulsing jugular vein, ready to sever it with a single microscopic twitch of her wrist.

Tasmin leaned closely over him, her glowing eyes lacking any mercy, hesitation, or doubt.

”You’re done,” Tasmin declared.

Her voice was a cold final whisper that completely sealed his ultimate fate on the battlefield.

Hiro completely froze.

He felt the cold unforgiving steel resting tightly against his neck and he felt the undeniable defeat settling deeply into his exhausted bones.

The blind vanguard let out a long shuddering breath, completely surrendering his remaining combat tension.

He let his bruised head fall back heavily against the crushed mud, accepting his loss.

The battle against the spatial perception domain was over.

High above the devastated Umbral Basin, the dark suffocating purple light completely dissolved, retreating and vanishing from the upper atmosphere.

The bright, golden, completely natural light of the morning sun violently broke through the lingering thick clouds of gray ash and dark smoke.

The sunlight illuminated the completely devastated and heavily scarred hellscape of the main battlefield.

High up in the clear sky, the hundreds of hovering high-tech network drones finally successfully rebooted their systems.

Their mechanical lenses flashed bright green, instantly reconnecting the live visual broadcast feed directly to the massive Sovereign Network.

Across the entire globe, from the towering skyscrapers of Valoria City to the deepest, most heavily fortified underground bunkers, over a billion viewers collectively held their breath as the visual feed finally cleared of static.

Nobody on the live stream had actually witnessed the terrifying strategic fight against Hiro.

The forced perception of the purple domain had completely blacked out the cameras, leaving the audience in total suspense.

But as the thick smoke entirely settled over the central clearing... the aftermath of the clash was undeniable.

Ignis and Frost, the hyped dual elemental Wardens of the Unmovable Wall, lay completely unconscious and buried deep in the dirt, their expensive armors entirely shattered.

Gideon, the legendary Last Dragon-Slayer, lay completely dead in a massive crater with his corpse completely missing its head from a clean starlight execution.

Kassandra of the Divine Aegis, the immovable defensive juggernaut, was face down in the mud, knocked completely cold by a highly accurate sniper’s toxin arrow.

And Hiro, the ultimate, completely untouchable blind vanguard who manipulated space itself, was currently pinned helplessly to the bedrock by the Vanguard’s Shadow Commander with a dark blade resting against his throat.

The supercharged infantry army of The Unmovable Wall, who had previously been charging forward with a massive multiplier, had stopped their advance.

They stood frozen in the distance with their weapons lowered helplessly to the grass, staring in terrified awe at the six women standing victorious in the absolute center of the ruined battlefield.

Everyone watching on the global network, from the lowest tier rookie Lords to the highest most powerful members of the elite World Council, could agree on one single undeniable truth.

The Blessed Land had won the Lord War.

It was a complete victory over an established classic powerhouse.

Standing tall in the center of the crater, with her heavy boot firmly planted on Hiro’s chest, Tasmin slowly raised her free hand high into the air.

She looked over at Brida, who offered an exhausted but triumphant grin.

She looked at Rowenna, who smoothly and elegantly wiped a single speck of dust from her pristine white robes.

She looked at Talira, who puffed a small, satisfied ring of smoke from her lips.

She looked high up at Aeliana, who floated gently down from the sky with a beautiful smile.

And she looked out at the distant high stone ridge, where Fenna stood incredibly tall with her composite bow.

They had fought through crushing twenty-times gravity, roaring infernos, kinetic shields, and a domain of pure space.

And they had completely crushed them all.

Tasmin threw her head back, her eyes burning with fierce undeniable pride for the Lord who had summoned them.

”HAIL BLESSED LAND!” Tasmin screamed.

Her voice echoed incredibly powerfully, carrying completely across the entire devastated basin.

Instantly, without a single moment of hesitation, the rest of the Vanguard threw their weapons proudly into the air.

”HAIL BLESSED LAND!” Brida bellowed wildly.

”HAIL BLESSED LAND!” Talira roared into the sky.

”HAIL BLESSED LAND!” Rowenna, Aeliana, and Fenna cheered perfectly, flawlessly in unison.

Far away in the pristine Keep, standing in the middle of the kitchen wearing a frilly white apron, Morwenna heard the cheer echoing everywhere.

’Finally we can cheer...’

A massive thrilled smile completely overtook her face, and she slammed her leather-clad fist happily against the counter.

”HAIL BLESSED LAND!” Morwenna cheered loudly, her voice joining the chorus.

”You haven’t brought my tea yet, virgin! Chop chop before I get tired! I can only wait so long!”

’...Fuck you.’