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Chapter 252 - Ant King’s Fall

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The cavern was a chaos it was a battlefield carved by two titans. Stone cracked and splintered under every collision, the walls groaned with the force of their strikes. The air itself seemed to warp around their speed, blurs of violet and black slashing, clashing, weaving like a deadly dance too fast for mortal eyes. 

Arthur's Kamish Twinblade hissed through the dark, slicing sparks into the cavern stone as it met Beru's monstrous claws. The Ant King's exoskeleton gleamed with its strange black sheen, wings thrashing as he pressed forward. Each impact rattled the chamber. 

Slash for slash. 

Fist for fist. 

The cave trembled with their fury. 

Arthur ducked beneath a sweep of claws, pivoted, and with a precise strike severed one of Beru's legs clean. Acidic blood splattered across the ground, sizzling where it landed. The Ant King howled a shriek that made the cave quake. 

Arthur stepped back calmly, planting his boots on the stone with weight, his twinblade resting at his side, streaked in green acid-like blood. His eyes glowed faintly violet, his smile sharp and unbothered. 

"You are quite strong," he admitted, voice calm in contrast to the chaos around him. "Especially with this little cheat of yours. No matter how much I cut…" he lazily twirled the blade, flicking off drops of blood that hissed when they hit the ground "…you just can keep regenerating." 

His smile widened, daring. "But there's a limit, isn't there, Ant King? You'll run out of mana. Out of stamina. And when you do…" he tilted his head, amusement flickering in his eyes, "…you'll be mine." 

Beru's breathing was heavy now, even his monstrous form showing cracks of strain. His leg reformed, black chitin knitting itself back into place with a crunch, but he panted through the effort. His mandibles clicked furiously as his wings spread wide, his glowing eyes locked on Arthur with hatred that burned like fire. 

"Foolish… human…" he screeched, voice distorted, guttural. "I will consume you… and ascend. Stronger. Greater. Beyond your understanding!" 

Arthur chuckled softly, mockery laced in every note. "Of course you will." He gave the Ant King a mock bow of his head. "You will ascend, but only under my command." 

The words struck like a spark. Beru screeched, his voice filled with rage, wings hammering the air as he launched forward at super speed. The cavern shook from the force of his acceleration, his claws a blur, aimed to shred Arthur. 

Arthur's eyes narrowed, violet light pulsing from them as he braced. Kamish's Twinblade rose in time, steel meeting claws in a collision that echoed like thunder. The force shoved him back a step, stone cracking beneath his boots. 

Beru did not relent. His attacks came wild, frenzied, like a storm without rhythm. Slashes from every angle, strikes that didn't follow logic or pattern, just sheer animalistic ferocity. Beru was no longer fighting with usual style, now he was just an animal, his one goal is to kill his target no matter what. 

Arthur gritted his teeth, his calm composure tested. He could usually read his opponent patterns, intent, strategy. But this was chaos embodied. A beast lashing out simply to kill. 

His blade sang as it deflected blow after blow, sparks scattering in the dark. His arms strained under the barrage, each strike heavier, more reckless. And then 

something slipped through. 

Arthur hissed as pain lanced through his right hand, a wound raking across his flesh. venom burned into his veins instantly, his hand seizing as if gripped in ice. His fingers stiffened, nerves screaming. 

Kamish's Twinblade slipped from his grip, clattering against the stone floor with a shrill ring. 

Arthur staggered back a step, staring down at his hand as it trembled, dark veins spreading like cracks through glass beneath his skin. His jaw tightened, his breathing steady despite the poison gnawing at him. 

Beru reared back, his laughter a screech of triumph. His claws twitched with hunger, wings spreading. 

Arthur flexed his left hand slowly, his eyes still glowing violet. Despite the poison, despite the loss of his weapon, he smiled. 

"Well…" his voice was low, steady, calm as a blade unsheathed. "…that's inconvenient." 

Beru loomed over him, mandibles clacking, wings trembling with barely contained bloodlust. His tongue dripped venom, and his glowing eyes fixed on Arthur's stiffened arm like a predator savoring its prey. The Ant King's laugh was guttural, broken, a rasping screech that echoed through the cavern. 

"This is it for you, human," Beru hissed, his voice shaking with triumph. "Your flesh will be torn, your bones ground beneath me. You will be nothing." 

Arthur lifted his head slowly. For a moment his expression was calm. Then he laughed, mocking. 

"Not really." 

The veins in his poisoned arm pulsed once with unnatural light. His violet eyes flared, and then 

[Harmful substance Cleared] 

The poison vanished like smoke in a gale. His fingers flexed, strength rushing back as though he had never been touched. 

Beru froze, claws hovering mid-strike. "Wha..what…?" 

Arthur tilted his head, amusement curling his lips. Without moving a step, he reached out with Ruler's Authority. The Kamish Twinblade flew from the ground into his waiting hand. 

"Now," Arthur said softly, "where were we?" 

He blurred forward. 

[Mutilation] 

The Twinblade carved through the Ant King in a storm of silver light and violet trails, each slash precise, brutal, merciless. Beru's shrieks filled the cavern as limbs were severed an arm, a wing, a leg, chunks of chitin torn apart in sprays of acid blood. His body scattered, his form crumbling beneath the sheer ferocity of the attack. 

Arthur stopped, exhaling once as the echoes of steel faded. Beru collapsed in a heap, a ruin of mangled limbs twitching as regeneration fought desperately to restore him. His claws scraped weakly at the ground, dragging him back up inch by inch. His mind swirled with disbelief. 

'Why… why is it that I can't do anything against this human?' 

Arthur approached slowly, his steps slow, boots splashing through sizzling pools of green blood. His blade rested against his shoulder, but his glowing eyes never left the broken creature before him. 

"I know what you're thinking," Arthur said, his voice calm, unshaken. He stopped only a breath away, staring down into Beru's wide, glowing eyes. "But this is it, ant. It was… a decent fight." 

Beru's survival instincts screamed. His wings beat frantically, and from the depths of the tunnels came the answer: the rumbling skitter of countless legs, the roar of a hive awakened. The ground trembled as his kin rushed to their king's call. 

But then Arthur's bloodlust unfurled. 

It was not a shout, not even a surge. It was an abyss opening, an ocean of killing intent so vast it drowned everything. The cavern froze. The very air thickened, heavy with the energy of death. The ants skittering toward them stopped at once, trembling, collapsing into stillness, their instincts shackled by primal terror. 

Even Beru's wings locked mid-beat. His body shuddered, eyes wide, mandibles quivering. 

"No… it can't be…" he whispered, paralyzed in the grip of something greater than fear. 

Arthur's expression was unreadable now, calm as a man delivering sentence. He didn't need to speak. His silence was more dangerous than any threat. 

In the blink of an eye, he moved. 

[Sword Rush] 

He became a blur with Speed Step, a streak of violet and steel. The Twinblade split the air with divine precision, striking once, twice, thrice an executioner's rhythm. The final blow cleaved through Beru's core, snapping his body in two with a burst of light and blood. 

The Ant King's voice faltered into nothing. His eyes dimmed, There was no struggle. No counter. Only the silence of a beast who had lost the will to fight. 

Arthur stood over the corpse, his blade dripping acid blood, his breath steady as if nothing had happened. His violet eyes glowed faintly in the dark, watching as the last flickers of life left the once-proud ant king. 

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