With his hand pressing down on Raiyaglen's head, now brimming with angelic energy, Orsaga felt a sharp sting run through his palm—like he was touching raw corrosive power.
It was the feeling of two opposing energies violently clashing and eating away at one another.
But he didn't care.
After all, Raiyaglen was undoubtedly feeling the same thing. As long as he wasn't the one at a disadvantage, it didn't matter.
Still laughing maniacally, Orsaga grabbed Raiyaglen's body and slammed it into a nearby asteroid.
It exploded into dust on impact.
Every microsecond, Orsaga blinked—teleporting to another location.
And every time he appeared, there was something solid next to him—just so he could smash Raiyaglen into it.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
One asteroid after another crumbled into powder. Craters across various celestial bodies were obliterated.
The thunderous collisions echoed through the vacuum of space like invisible ripples.
As Raiyaglen's energy drained like a dam with its gates thrown open, he fought to stay conscious. Gritting his teeth, he waited until the moment Orsaga attempted his next spatial jump—
Then triggered a violent explosion in the surrounding spatial turbulence.
A massive shockwave tore through the area, forcing them apart.
Raiyaglen didn't waste a second. He gathered a massive concentration of pure angelic energy in his right hand, forming a blazing golden angelic sword—
Then slashed it backward!
Just before the blade struck, Orsaga's figure reappeared, materializing in the exact spot behind him.
Seeing the angelic sword already inches from his face, even with multiple layers of protection, Orsaga still felt the sting of its presence.
But instead of dodging—his eyes lit up with wild excitement.
He bared his razor-sharp teeth—
And bit down directly onto the flaming divine blade!
Then clenched his jaws with bone-shattering force.
CRACK!
The angelic sword snapped in half.
BOOM!!!
The broken blade exploded like a holy bomb.
Golden flames surged outward, completely engulfing Orsaga—turning him into a blazing pillar of divine fire.
"Hahahaha!!!"
As the sacred fire poured into his body, trying to incinerate him from within, Orsaga burst into hysterical laughter.
"This stuff? It's not even that bad—it can't even burn me to death!"
A moment later, his bloodflame ignited violently, completely engulfing the golden flames—
And consuming them.
Watching from nearby, Raiyaglen's expression twisted with a mix of frustration and helplessness.
If Orsaga couldn't break his shield...
Then he couldn't kill Orsaga either.
No matter what kind of attack he used, the results were the same—there was visible damage, but it never stopped Orsaga from regenerating.
Worse, unlike his own shield, which consumed vast amounts of energy to block incoming damage, Orsaga's abilities seemed passively active.
They didn't drain him at all.
Now, with more than half of his power exhausted, Raiyaglen could see that Orsaga was still operating at full strength.
It felt like he was slowly being ground to death—unable to kill, unable to escape.
If it weren't for the tracking mark Orsaga had placed on him earlier, he might have already run.
A flicker of hesitation flashed across his face before he finally opened his mouth:
"I'm willing to offer compensation. Let's end this here. What do you say?"
There was a hint of shame in his voice—but in the face of inevitable defeat, he was willing to compromise.
Orsaga's response?
A brutal roundhouse kick:
"Hell no!"
Raiyaglen raised a flaming fist of holy fire in defense—
Only to be launched backward like a ragdoll.
The physical strength gap between them was colossal—at least a thousandfold.
And with Orsaga having cast over a thousand buff-type spells on himself, each strike carried hundreds of negative effects.
If it weren't for the sheer durability of Raiyaglen's innate barrier, Orsaga's kick would have killed him instantly.
Raiyaglen finally came to a stop mid-space. Seeing that Orsaga had outright rejected his offer—
He said nothing more.
He was done begging. Even he was starting to look down on himself.
Resolved, he sacrificed half of the remaining eyes on his body—obliterating them permanently.
In return, his power surged—even stronger than his peak state.
Brilliant white radiance burst forth around him, forming countless angelic phantoms in the air, accompanied by the distant echo of divine hymns.
Just as Orsaga prepared to strike again, he suddenly felt a premonition of danger.
Without delay, his bloodflame erupted like a tidal wave—rushing outward from his body.
Golden runes began to appear throughout the surrounding void—interweaving and entangling with the bloodflame.
Though Orsaga couldn't decipher all of them, a few familiar symbols stood out.
It was a sealing ritual.
Just like many opponents before him—
Realizing he couldn't kill Orsaga, Raiyaglen now wanted to seal or banish him.
Frankly, Orsaga couldn't blame them. When dealing with someone you just couldn't kill, sealing them was often the best option.
But that didn't mean he had to like it.
Successfully interrupting the ritual, Orsaga lunged forward and struck again with both fists.
The brawl resumed—this time covering an entire planetary system.
---
Several hours later, deep inside a star's core—
Amidst the seething fusion reactions and temperatures in the hundreds of millions of degrees...
Orsaga once again pinned Raiyaglen down.
His fists rained down like a storm, each blow shaking the star's interior.
The resulting shockwaves disrupted the core's energy balance, intensifying solar flares and triggering violent eruptions of radiation and particle storms.
Meanwhile, Raiyaglen's protective shield trembled under the onslaught.
At last, when the shield's frequency reached a breaking point—
Orsaga drove all ten of his fingers into ten critical energy nodes.
And tore it open.
Then, under Raiyaglen's hateful glare—
Orsaga bit down.
A single chomp, and Raiyaglen was instantly killed.
Drained of energy and burned out, he didn't even have the strength left to self-destruct.
---
After finishing the meal,
Orsaga lay back inside the star, letting the plasma-rich gases wash over him.
It felt... relaxing.
Like taking a hot bath after a satisfying brawl.
But then—
He sensed something.
His instincts told him: someone far away was watching.
Someone weak.
---
Several light-years away—
Staring at the monitor, which now displayed only one remaining energy source, Gloux turned to the ship's AI.
"Is the spatial field stabilized yet?"
[Stabilization complete]
"Good. Prepare for hyperspace jump."
[Initiati—%$#@&—]
The AI's voice was instantly drowned out by a surge of static and distortion.
Gloux blinked. "What?"
Before he could ask—
The ship's main display began to flicker wildly.
His instincts screamed danger.
Without hesitation, Gloux kicked the pilot aside, slammed his captain's clearance card into the console, and smashed the emergency warp control.
Buzz... bzzzzzz…
The ship groaned.
Sparks flew.
In Gloux's eyes, despair began to bloom.
His captain's card spontaneously combusted.
And on the main screen—
A red-gold eye appeared.
Massive. Unblinking.
When its gaze swept across the ship—
Gloux's heart almost stopped.
He shut his eyes and dove for cover.
But the other crew weren't as lucky.
The moment their eyes met that gaze, their bodies tore open with shrieks of agony.
From within the cracks, Deathblossom flowers bloomed.
Seconds later, those flowers unfurled—
Forming a ring of crimson mist.
And from it...
A figure stepped through, entering the ship's control room.
It was Orsaga—now in human form.
Gloux, trembling, dropped to his knees.
"L-Lord, I—"
SPLAT!
Before he could finish, his head exploded.
His body slumped to the floor.
Orsaga's tail gave a casual flick, flinging off the blood.
"Tch. Ugly thing. Why so much talking?"
From the moment he locked onto the crew's signal, he already knew everything.
No interest in chatter.
He scanned the ship once—
And every remaining crew member, regardless of distance, dropped dead simultaneously.
Watching his evolution points tick upward, Orsaga nodded calmly.
"Not a bad bonus."
Then, with a lazy wave of his tail, he unleashed a wave of bloodflame.
It ignited everything—metal, energy shields, alloys—none of it slowed the fire down.
Within seconds, the command room was an inferno. The flames spread quickly to the rest of the vessel.
With everything done, Orsaga stepped back into the crimson ring—
And vanished.
Half a minute later, the colossal starship—measuring several kilometers long—
Had been reduced to ashes, with no trace left behind.
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