Emperor's Reckoning - Chapter 1168: Lyon vs Eternal Golem (Past IV)
“Do you think this is enough?!” the Eternal Golem bellowed, his voice echoing through the battlefield, a challenge thrown at Cecile.
Cecile, undeterred, met the colossal axe with her mighty Trident. The clash of these two immense forces sent shockwaves through the air, creating a spectacle that held the attention of all onlookers. The sheer force of the impacts resonated in the ground beneath their feet, a testament to the colossal strength locked in combat.
As the colossal axe and Trident collided, sparks of energy erupted, casting an ethereal glow upon Cecile’s determined face. The radiant gleam of Heaven’s Prism at the blade of Trident intensified, imbuing the scene with an otherworldly luminosity. The contrast between the unstoppable force of the Eternal Golem and the unyielding stance of Cecile painted a vivid portrait of the ongoing battle.
With each clash, the shockwaves rippled through the air, creating an almost rhythmic pattern to the relentless exchange. The battlefield became a canvas for this dynamic dance of strength, each clash revealing the indomitable spirit within Cecile. The roars of the Eternal Golem and the resolute determination in Cecile’s eyes echoed the intensity of the ongoing struggle, a battle that transcended mere physical might and delved into the realm of unyielding wills.
Lyon’s eyes flared a vibrant red as he descended with incredible speed, landing a powerful punch on the side of the Eternal Golem. The colossal entity, caught off guard by Lyon’s sudden intervention, staggered from the impact. The shockwave rippled through the battlefield, creating a momentary pause in the clash between Cecile and the Eternal Golem.
As Lyon made his presence felt, he flashed a confident grin. “Looks like I need to step in and save the day again, huh?”
Cecile, breathing heavily but determined, acknowledged Lyon’s assistance with a nod. “Don’t get too comfortable; I had it under control.”
The Eternal Golem, caught off guard by Lyon’s unexpected assault, let out a roar of frustration. “You again, pest!”
Lyon, undeterred by the colossal opponent, grinned confidently. “Did you miss me?” he taunted, his voice echoing through the battlefield.
The battlefield shifted as Selena gracefully joined Lyon on the other side, creating a formidable trio that now confronted the colossal Eternal Golem. The radiant glow of Heaven’s Prism illuminated their determined faces as they stood united against the overwhelming force before them.
The Eternal Golem, now facing the combined might of Lyon, Selena, and Cecile, seemed momentarily taken aback. The rhythmic clash of the colossal axe against Trident paused as the golem assessed the new challenge before it.
Lyon grinned confidently, his red-flared eyes reflecting a spark of defiance. “Looks like it’s a party now, huh?”
Selena, her expression cold and composed as ever, readied her sword with a silent nod. Cecile, muscles strained from the prolonged clash, flashed a determined smile. “Let’s end this, together.”
As the trio prepared for the next phase of the battle, the onlookers, including the other adventurers and citizens of Eldora, watched with bated breath. A collective hope surged through the crowd as they witnessed the unexpected alliance standing against the colossal threat.
The Eternal Golem, its eyes gleaming with malice, roared with renewed fury. “You insects think you can defy me? I am eternal, and you will be crushed!”
“I can do this! Go forth, big brother!”
As Harvestasya invoked her magic, a surge of energy emanated from her tiny form. The cat ears atop her head twitched with heightened focus, and her cat tail wiggled excitedly. Instinct guided her as she tapped her staff, channeling the magical forces within her.
“I… I can do this!” Harvestasya exclaimed with determination, her small frame suddenly glowing with a soft, radiant light. The magical brand she invoked materialized simultaneously below Lyon’s feet and the colossal feet of the Eternal Golem. A collective gasp swept through the onlookers as the mysterious symbol formed on the battlefield.
“You think your little magic can defeat me?!” roared the Eternal Golem, feeling the mystical energy beneath his colossal feet.
“No, but she is good at this,” Lyon remarked with a snap of his fingers. The magical brand beneath both Lyon’s and the Eternal Golem’s feet shimmered simultaneously. In an instant, the colossal figure of the Eternal Golem vanished, leaving the onlookers in shock and disbelief. Lyon, too, disappeared from the battlefield.
As the dust settled, confusion swept through the crowd. The sudden disappearance of two significant figures left an air of uncertainty. The adventurers, who had been engaged in the struggle against the golems, looked around in bewilderment. The absence of Lyon and the Eternal Golem created a void in the once tumultuous battlefield.
Meanwhile, at the vintage point, Harvestasya gasped for breath as she collapsed, facing the sky. The strain of channeling such powerful magic took a toll on her young form. The spectators, realizing her contribution to the mysterious vanishings, exchanged astonished glances.
“I think I… I… earned my… grilled fish!” Harvestasya exclaimed with raspy breaths, holding onto the satisfaction of her magical contribution.
Cecile, ever quick to adapt, rallied the group, “Charge! They’re headless now!”
“Now’s our chance!” Graham shouted, his smaller frame grappling against the mighty golems approaching them.
“Don’t worry, we got this,” Jan reassured as he followed closely behind Graham.
“Jan! Go somewhere else!”
“Nah, I need to watch your back,” Jan replied just before being unexpectedly punched from a wild angle. His blood trailed, but so did his smile, revealing his enduring spirit. Despite the blow, Jan remained in the game.
The adventurers, empowered by the disappearance of Lyon and the Eternal Golem, seized the opportunity to turn the tide of battle. Cecile’s decisive leadership, Graham’s unwavering determination, and Jan’s selfless commitment inspired the group to face the headless golems with newfound vigor.
“Now to peek inside,” Harvestasya declared after catching her breath. Her hidden eye, reminiscent of a god’s, beheld the scene where Lyon and the Eternal Golem confronted each other within the confines of the spatial dimension. The sheer difference in size alone presented a formidable spectacle, yet it was Lyon’s unmatched confidence that set him apart. n(-O1n
From her vantage point, Harvestasya observed Lyon’s cocky grin and the determination in the eyes of the Eternal Golem.
“So this is your plan all along?” remarked the Eternal Golem, finding himself in a confined and spatially complex realm with an endless grid beneath. Facing Lyon, he questioned, “To have a one-on-one fight against me?”
Lyon, wearing a smirk, responded, “Don’t be too worried. This space is large enough for both of us, limited only by time. I stumbled upon the spell in the graveyard of a famed tribal leader who happened to be a proficient Spatial Element Cultivator. I simply passed it on to Harvestasya, the little cat girl.”
“You gave such a powerful spell to a child and not yourself?” inquired the Eternal Golem.
“She was curious, and I indulged her,” Lyon shrugged. “However, this space’s limitations are determined by the strength of the invoker.”
Within the confines of the spatial realm, Lyon and the Eternal Golem stood ready, each gauging the other with a keen eye. The endless grid beneath their feet hinted at the vast possibilities contained within this unique battleground. Lyon’s smirk hinted at confidence that seemed to transcend the spatial constraints, while the Eternal Golem, though still imposing, bore a flicker of uncertainty in his gleaming red eyes.
As the two adversaries prepared to clash, the spatial magic woven by Harvestasya dictated the tempo of their duel. The limited time within this artificial dimension added urgency to their movements, intensifying the stakes of their confrontation. The confined yet dynamic space echoed with the clash of metal and the resonating shockwaves of their attacks.
Lyon, exhibiting his trademark arrogance, taunted the Eternal Golem, “I hope you’re ready for a taste of defeat, my rocky friend. This space might be confined, but it’s enough to showcase the vast difference in our strengths.”
The Eternal Golem, determined to prove its dominance, retorted, “This trickery won’t save you. I’ll crush you within the limitations of this space and leave nothing but your shattered remnants.”
“Did you know that rock shatters more easily than skin?” Lyon taunted, crossing his arms with a confident smirk.
“Sharp tongue, but it won’t save you,” retorted the Eternal Golem as he wielded his colossal axe. “I’ve heard of your crazy blessings, and I dare say that they are quite powerful. But they are not enough to sustain in that very little body! And with rasping breath, you will not be able to summon your Regalia then!”
With determination, the Eternal Golem charged forward, aiming to deliver a devastating blow. Lyon, unfazed, faced the incoming swing of the colossal axe with a well-timed kick, parrying the attack and pushing the Eternal Golem back.
“In case you want information, I have yet to attain a Regalia,” Lyon calmly stated, revealing a tidbit about his abilities. “Want to know why?” Lyon grinned before opening his arms, “None of them are worthy.”