Chaos' Heir - Chapter 1108

Chapter 1108: Mine
The Great Old One only saw purple-red light filling half its vision before the pain arrived. Khan had stabbed the lightning bolt directly into its eyes and let it detonate there, inflicting untold damage.

Finally, the ancient snake shrieked back, retracting its massive head in an attempt to escape the crackling sphere of destruction the lightning bolt had generated. A simple gesture from its huge neck could make it retreat for hundreds of meters, but the danger didn’t diminish.

Soon, another thunderous explosion resounded, and then another. Lightning bolts kept piercing and detonating on the snake’s head, and sharp energy waves dived inside it, ravaging its insides.

Khan couldn’t give the Great Old One the chance to retaliate. He didn’t know much about snakes, and that ancient creature probably had a different physiology, so he could only go for obvious weaknesses. The eyes and head were among the few of them.

Khan threw lightning bolt after lightning bolt while flying across the snake’s head. He mixed scarlet slashes into his attacks, inflicting as much damage as possible. However, his hopes weren’t high, and his true target was elsewhere, too.

The Great Old One endured the barrage valiantly, relying on its incredible body while descending toward the sea, trying to get away from Khan. However, that small figure reappeared before its remaining eye, lightning bolt in hand.

Khan was about to throw the lightning bolt when a familiar movement ran through the gargantuan snake. A tall wave ran for part of its body, culminating in its immense head, which suddenly came to a stop.

The snake could snap its tail, so it could snap its head, too, and Khan was directly before it. The attack displaced a chunk of the sky and turned it into a shockwave, ready to crash on him. Escaping it was impossible, but Khan could play around it after experiencing it once. However, he didn’t do either.

As Khan flung the lightning bolt forward, blood vessels clotted all over his body. The spell met the shockwave and exploded, unleashing its destructive sparks everywhere.

An invisible and blinding force clashed in mid-air, quickly revealing a clear winner. The shockwave crossed the explosion and unleashed the entirety of its remaining power on Khan, who saw all the clotted blood vessels on his torso burst out.

Nevertheless, purple-red sparks pierced the shockwave, too. Their main attack had crumbled, but those smaller, destructive lumps of energy flew forward, hitting the snake’s head. Some even landed on its giant blue eye.

Khan couldn’t see the outcome of the clash since his body flew backward at his speed. He lost control of himself, and his chest felt unbelievably heavy. His lungs struggled to expand under that pressure and the weight that had landed on his torso, but he eventually managed to stop.

Khan coughed violently, large lumps of blood mixing with his saliva as he spat toward the sea. He didn’t feel good at all. His chest had become a mess of torn skin, and blood poured everywhere. Khan was closer to a corpse than a human, but his crazed eyes still rose to meet his opponent.

The snake had recovered earlier than Khan. After all, it didn’t need to stop itself from flying away. Yet, its giant head had simply risen to point its damaged nose at Khan, seemingly waiting for him to restore his balance.

The damage was evident by then. The lightning bolt couldn’t pierce the Great Old One too deeply, but many could and did. The snake’s head was littered with wounds and broken scales now, with the most significant ones still leaking blue blood. Also, the creature’s eyes weren’t fine at all.

The snake’s right eye was open but almost empty. The lightning bolt that had exploded there had devoured its moist membrane, carving a hole that cut its vertical pupil in half. It was a proper cavity, but Khan couldn’t confirm whether it had gone blind.

Instead, the left eye was better. Some sparks had cut through its blue parts, leaving dark wounds behind, but the snake seemed able to move it freely. Blood fell from its edges, but the loss didn’t look significant.

“You are valiant, Heir to the Nak’s Chaos,” The Great Old One announced, hissing. “We commend your struggle.”

Khan scoffed, tasting blood once again. He wasn’t good at all, and his head started to feel light, but the violent cries inside it kept screaming. His opponent was still alive, so he wasn’t done with the battle.

“Tell me one thing, Great Old One,” Khan called. “Do you know where the Nak are?”

The ancient snake fell silent, seemingly pondering the question. It looked unwilling to answer, but a hiss eventually escaped its half-closed, immense mouth.

“No,” The Great Old One replied, “But we will find them, too.”

“Pity,” Khan sighed. “No point making any deal then.”

“What deal, Nak’s Heir?” The ancient snake asked.

“I was thinking,” Khan revealed. “If you won, I’d let you eat me. If I won, you’d have to tell me where the Nak were before dying.”

“The Nak are everywhere,” The Great Old One said, “And nowhere. Only their Heir can find them.”

“A place is a place,” Khan declared. “If they are somewhere, anyone can find them, especially me.”

“You are puny, Nak’s Heir,” The Great Old One stated. “Small and ignorant. Only we can shake the galaxy in our wake. Only we are mighty.”

“So, if I kill you,” Khan replied, “I’ll be mighty, too.”

“You will die, Chaos’ Heir,” The Great Old One declared. “We will take the only piece the Nak didn’t provide us with. We will transcend past might and mana. We will evolve, and the galaxy will evolve with us.”

“No point, I guess,” Khan muttered, shrugging his shoulders, ignoring the pain the gesture caused. “Let’s resume killing each other.”

“You are disappointing, Heir to the Nak’s Chaos,” The Great Old One exclaimed. “You can’t kill us. Your Chaos is weak.”

“And you have evolved in the wrong direction, Great Old One,” Khan revealed, his eyes wandering in his surroundings. “I can’t believe you spent millennia making something so brittle.”

Khan didn’t give the ancient snake the time to reply since he lifted his right arm, and the symphony shook. He had fought for a while now, so that invisible environment had changed, tainted by his influence.

Thunderous noises resounded through the clear sky as the air behind Khan turned purple-red. Mana converged in different spots, gathering until it turned into blinding lightning bolts that pointed forward.

“I admit you are big,” Khan exclaimed, “But the mana is mine.”