Bro, I'm not an Undead!

Chapter 1072: The Logic-Defying Clash Across Null Remnants! (13)



Vohnvolt had been doing three things ever since he hid himself, temporarily leaving the heated battle whose setting he had created.

For one, he had been observing.

Indeed, there were several dangerous foes here and it was pretty much a life-or-death battle, but since he had assumed the form he had now, the amalgam thought simply struggling bitterly to win against all the enemies would be waste. There was so much more he could accomplish before the timer for [Bringer of All] reached its limit.

Of course winning wasn't as easy of a task to begin with, as evidenced by how the Herald powered up and unleashed his hidden cards, how leisurely reactive the Null Devil King was being, and how easily the masked man was able to establish himself as a great threat to everything around because of the peculiar way he fought.

Thus, the amalgam decided to watch and learn. He had applied [Consecutive Realm Transmission] with the intent of adding environmental tension - if it could even be called out - so as to spurn his opponents into not holding too much back. He wanted them on their toes. After all, if there was anything worse than facing an unknown opponent, it was facing an unfamiliar environment.

So far, everything was working well for Vohnvolt. He had picked up a few tricks already, especially from the Null Devil King.

'Heh. No wonder you were so cocky, Red Rage. The [Blessing of Serenity] is way too good!' Vohnvolt thought as he flexed his new bone arms.

Just like him, the masked man had been able to escape the maw of the Genuine Incarnation, but just narrowly. Blood still leaked from the base of his mask, and he seemed a little exhausted, but that hadn't stopped him from working up a miracle.

That said, the necromancer was far from happy.

Naturally, as a very efficient Undeath User, he had sensed the Undeath energy blazing from the amalgam's arms.

The dark creature looked directly at him with a mocking grin, and he couldn't help but curse. How was that possible?

Not only was the amalgam using Undeath, but bits of his own personalized version - the blackish-green variant of Undeath - were sparking amid the commonly seen red hue around his enemy's bones.

Actuass scowled.

Several meters from him, Jerthrax fell over the collection of massive skyscrapers, breaking them easily as he went on to skid on the streets between them.

He grunted aloud and then spoke:

"RESTORE MY LOYAL SHADOWS."

A Rule!

At once, the blazing shadows which had been burning over him seconds ago returned! The Herald felt much safer now. However, he decided that the method of combat he had been using before, was inefficient as it didn't allow for the benefit of synergy. Perhaps that had just been because he had many enemies, all of them pressuring him some way, thus limiting how much he could coordinate different attacks, but still...

The dragon's body shifted. His muscles and bones returned to being primed for a quadrupedal stance. Thus, Jerthrax stood on all four of his powerful limbs. His Incarnation was the one that retained a humanoid posture and fighting stance, its weapons of Aura and Divine energy in hand.

Jerthrax, like the masked man, turned his attention to the amalgam. He needed this bastard gone.

Unbeknownst to the two combatants, however, what was making them nervous about what had just occurred with Vohnvolt, had the same origin.

The amalgam was pleased to find that he had added to the tenseness two of his major opponents were experiencing.

'I'm just getting started,' he thought, as the purple-gold light particles glowing on one of his original hands changed form. It became akin to a porous sphere wrapped around the Null Lifeform's limb like a mitt. The many holes on it were shaped like triangles, and through some of them, it was easy to identify the handle within it which the amalgam's hand gripped tight.

This sphere, a product of Replicus' new concept - Maximum Catalyst-condensing to attain a physical form, was not a weapon. However, it did serve to direct the effects of Maximum Catalyst on external targets efficiently.

What were the effects of this new, Rule-Level Concept?

Well...

Prisma Vohnvolt delightedly gazed at the dragon, raised the sphere around his hand and swiped down in a relatively relaxed manner.

In contrast to his own slow motion, however, a thick, purple-gold mass of light barreled down from seemingly out of nowhere and smote the Herald!

Sadly, the Herald couldn't react to it.

He could barely discern that a purple light had even dropped onto him, after all, it moved at more than fifty times the speed of light... and was impossible to dodge because of the essences that had been used to make it!

Once again, the Herald found that his shadows... were gone!

Not even a second later, the world turned white and a thick, single-edged bolt of Levin that might have been a hundred meters long, exploded towards the dragon's chest; where his scales were removed!

[Nullmancer's Unforgiving Lancet]!

...!!!

Jerthrax was alarmed, but unlike the purple-gold light, he was comfortably able to react to

this!

The weapons his Incarnation held crossed in front of the dragon and blocked the massive attack with little difficulty!

The amalgam smirked.

'Good.'

He could tell that the dragon was rattled.

He didn't need to say it aloud for his enemies to understand the message he was presenting.

Vohnvolt could use Maximum Catalyst multiple times!

This extreme concept allowed him to harness two overwhelming forces that he decided to call Reversion and Progression.

The Maximum Catalyst was made from the evolved versions of Ordinal Disruption, Spatial Lightning and Lambent Phosphor - All-Encompassing Transubstantiation; Inexorable Unveilment and Complete Omnipresent Registry.

The combination of these through the External Fragment of Realised Choices - the evolved Harmonic Ember - had created a mutated form of what Replicus had wanted. Something scarier than the ability to simply tear down techniques.

Reversion allowed the amalgam to pick a specific target on an opponent and wind it back as

far as he pleased.

An instance of Reversion was when the amalgam used Maximum Catalyst on the dragon's

shadows.

He didn't destroy the shadows or disrupt them. He simply broke them down, causing them to evolve backwards in a way. That was why Jerthrax had felt them recede back to the ground and become normal, just like they had been before he awakened them using his Divine powers!

The amalgam had also used Reversion unknowingly on the masked man's undead earlier. Since there were so many targets at the time, and he hadn't known how it worked - how to pick a specific aspect on all the millions of targets - Maximum Catalyst chose to affect the thing the undead all had in common; their Undeath energy,

The result right then had led to the amalgam to discover something interesting about Undeath, but that was for later.

For the biggest application of Reversion the amalgam had used, one could look no further than when Vohnvolt forged back his arms just now.

The amalgam had used Maximum Catalyst's on himself, targeting his arms specifically.

As Reversion could wind back the target as much as its user desired, the amalgam... was able

to manifest his original, skeletal arms; the ones he had back when he was a lowly, Moronic

Undead!

However, the reason and plots he had in mind for these two arms could wait.

For now, the amalgam wanted to mount the pressure on the dragon.

Thus, he activated Progression, targeting his vast pool mana.

Then, after cheating his way towards the dragon's vulnerable spot using his dominance over

the Null Remnant, Vohnvolt pulled back hist fist and sent it bashing into the dragon's rough

skin!

However, it wasn't simply his raw might that applied, bolstered by the amount of Null Life Essence he had, the special trait of his Dual Mana-Sourcing Impact and several other skills.

No.

The massive volumes of mana the amalgam had also poured into his fist... and transformed into Nitros, making the ferocity of his strike much, much, more painful than the Herald could

have ever imagined.