Emperor's Reckoning - Chapter 1169: Lyon vs Eternal Golem (Past V)
“Not even a single Regalia is worthy for you?” mocked the Eternal Golem. “Your arrogance knows no bounds! But rejoice, for you will learn humility in your death!” He charged forward, the colossal axe raised menacingly.
“Teach me then!” Lyon retorted defiantly, meeting the charge head-on. The clash between Lyon and the Eternal Golem intensified, their strikes echoing in the confined spatial dimension. Lyon’s confidence and sharp taunts fueled his every move, while the Eternal Golem’s overwhelming power and determination were embodied in each swing of the colossal axe. n)-))–)-)-.)I)-n
The confined space crackled with energy as the two forces clashed relentlessly. Lyon’s agility and strategic maneuvers were pitted against the brute force of the Eternal Golem.
As Lyon continued to parry the strikes of the Eternal Golem, he seized every opportunity to counter with swift and calculated movements. The clash of their powers created shockwaves that rippled through the spatial dimension, distorting the surroundings. Harvestasya, observing from her vantage point, marveled at the intricate dance between Lyon and the Eternal Golem.
“Interesting,” she mused to herself, her mystical eye capturing the essence of their battle. The enchantment of Lyon’s prowess and the Eternal Golem’s relentless assault painted a mesmerizing picture within the confined space.
Meanwhile, Cecile and the others faced the relentless onslaught of the golems outside the spatial dimension. With Kesya still recovering from her earlier attempt to aid Lyon, the remaining adventurers struggled to hold their ground against the colossal foes.
Jan, despite being punched away earlier, managed to regain his composure and rejoined the fight. His resilience and determination mirrored Lyon’s own spirit. Graham, Liu, and Selena fought alongside Cecile, their collective efforts aimed at fending off the golems until Lyon’s return.
Back within the spatial dimension, the clashes between Lyon and the Eternal Golem reached an intense crescendo. Lyon, though smaller in stature, demonstrated a tenacity that defied his physical form. The Eternal Golem, fueled by its determination to crush Lyon’s defiance, swung the colossal axe with unrelenting force.
“What a waste of talent!” said Eternal Golem as their fight continued in the confined place.
“You have every right to sit on a throne with that much power!” “Ruling? Perhaps in the future,” said Lyon, “For now I want to be carefree!”
“Carefree?” Eternal Golem moved swiftly and managed to kicked Lyon using his colossal feet, propelling him far. “Then in death you will be forever free!”
Lyon, propelled by the force of Eternal Golem’s kick, soared through the confined space. The impact sent shockwaves rippling through the mystical grid, distorting the surroundings. As Lyon regained his composure mid-air, he twirled gracefully, utilizing his momentum to land with agile finesse.
“Freedom doesn’t come from the absence of challenges but from the courage to face them!” Lyon declared, his voice echoing in the confined space. Despite the powerful kick, Lyon’s demeanor remained steadfast, embodying the spirit of resilience that defined him.
Eternal Golem, undeterred by Lyon’s words, charged forward once again. The colossal axe cleaved through the air with immense force, aimed at Lyon’s midsection. Lyon, however, evaded with swift acrobatics, narrowly avoiding the devastating blow.
“Courage won’t save you from the inevitable,” Eternal Golem taunted, his voice resonating with an air of superiority. The axe, now embedded in the ground, served as a testament to the power he wielded.
Lyon, seizing the opportunity, dashed towards Eternal Golem. With impeccable speed, he executed a series of intricate maneuvers, closing the distance between them. His fists, encased in ethereal energy, delivered rapid strikes to the colossal form before him.
The confined space reverberated with the impact of Lyon’s blows, and a glimmer of uncertainty flickered in Eternal Golem’s eyes. The relentless assault pushed the ancient force to reassess Lyon’s capabilities.
As Lyon continued to dance around his opponent, the mystical grid responded to the ebb and flow of their battle. Harvestasya, watching intently, could sense the intricate interplay of energies within the spatial dimension.
The Eternal Golem’s eyes flashed red in the midst of the barrage. He burst his anti-mana and staggered Lyon before the latter received a swift blow from the axe, propelling him once more.
The Eternal Golem looked at his opponent and realized beads of sweat starting to glaze the latter’s face.
“Haha, hahahaha!” Eternal Golem’s laughter echoed through the confined space, a sound that resonated with a blend of arrogance and assurance. Lyon, while maintaining his combat stance, allowed a small smirk to grace his lips.
“Had enough, little human?” mocked Eternal Golem, towering over Lyon with an air of superiority. “Your futile attempts to defy me are entertaining, but they won’t change the outcome.”
Lyon, catching his breath, met the gaze of the colossal entity before him. “Entertaining, you say? Well, I’m just getting started,” Lyon retorted, his smirk evolving into a confident grin.
The Eternal Golem, interpreting Lyon’s resilience as mere bravado, prepared to unleash another onslaught. He raised his colossal axe, the gleaming blade reflecting an imposing determination. With each step, the confined space seemed to resonate with the impending clash.
“Your stamina may be endless, but so is my will,” Lyon proclaimed, his voice resonating with unwavering determination. The spatial dimension responded, amplifying Lyon’s words as if acknowledging the strength of his resolve.
As Eternal Golem tightened his grip on the colossal axe, a resolute determination etched on his rocky visage, Lyon, in contrast, prepared for their final clash. The mystical grid surrounding them shimmered, amplifying the tension between the colossal entity and the human harbinger of untamed power.
The Eternal Golem, perceptive to the change, adjusted his stance and positioned the giant axe against his shoulder. A monumental clash loomed as both adversaries readied themselves for the decisive moment.
In a synchronized charge, the opposing energies collided—anti-mana versus mana. The very essence of their powers, opposing forces seeking supremacy, clashed violently in the confined space. The spatial dimension quivered as the collision generated shockwaves that resonated within the mystical grid.
Their clash became a spectacle, a testament to the paradoxical nature of their confrontation. A colossal entity, fueled by ancient forces, faced off against a seemingly diminutive human infused with a savage power that defied the natural order.
Harvestasya, the keen observer from her hidden vantage point, found herself captivated by the unfolding clash between Lyon and the Eternal Golem. The air seemed to crackle with an energy that transcended the physical realm. In the intricate dance of mana and anti-mana, she sensed the ebb and flow of power that held the destiny of Eldora in its sway.
On the battlefield below, Selena, known for her acute perception and stoic demeanor, felt the subtle shifts in the surrounding space. The battlefield, once dominated by colossal clashes between golems and adventurers, now quivered with an undercurrent of an even more profound confrontation. Selena’s sharp gaze pierced through the chaos, her instincts attuned to the nuances of the mystical dimensions at play.
The resonance between Lyon and the Eternal Golem reached a crescendo, marked by a feral growl that emanated from Lyon’s transformed state. The primal energy coursing through his meridian lines painted a vivid picture of power at the intersection of human and beast, a force that defied conventional understanding.
“Red-Eyed Tiger Art…” Lyon’s voice, a mere whisper, carried the weight of an ancient martial legacy. His eyes, now aglow with a ferocious red hue, reflected the intensity of the power he harnessed. In a seamless motion, he leaped forward, his entire being focused on the impending clash.
Meanwhile, the Eternal Golem, recognizing the urgency of the situation, swung its colossal axe with a precision that defied its massive form. The convergence of Lyon’s calculated leap and the golem’s decisive strike unfolded within the collapsing spatial boundaries, transporting both combatants back to the heart of the battlefield.
The sudden displacement caught everyone off guard, pushing them back and freezing the battlefield in a suspended moment. As the dust settled, an ominous silence gripped the air, a prelude to the impending collision. In the midst of this charged atmosphere, Lyon’s words reverberated with an almost supernatural resonance.
“Conqueror’s Will.” Lyon’s right arm surged forward, a testament to the indomitable spirit that fueled his every action. His shaking fist met the colossal axe head-on, the clash sending shockwaves through the very fabric of reality in an instant. The cataclysmic clash between Lyon and the Eternal Golem resonated with the force of a nuclear detonation. The shockwaves rippled through the battlefield, hurling all combatants away, and the intense heat transformed the ground into a sea of shifting sand.
As the dust settled, the scene transitioned back to Lyon, who found himself once again standing before the grand mural. The intricate depiction revealed a man—himself—standing with arms crossed, a symbol of unwavering strength and determination. The eyes of the mural Lyon seemed to gaze into the very essence of his being, reflecting the culmination of his journey.
“Conqueror’s Will…” Lyon muttered as he looked at his palm. The size of his hand was insignificant compared to the damage that was depicted on the mural.