Cosmic Ruler - Chapter 487

Chapter 487: Fate VII
The abyssal titan’s body convulsed, twisting, its six glowing eyes flaring with desperation. It reached out with its soul-bound chains, trying to anchor itself to the plane of existence—but Aiden’s power was absolute.

[Authority Activated: Dimensional Extraction.]

—𝘙𝘌𝘕𝘋—

A mass of twisted, black energy was forcibly dragged from the folds of space. The moment the Abyssal Guardian’s true core was exposed, its form withered, the regeneration faltering.

“𝙄𝙢𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙗𝙡𝙚—!”

Aiden’s sword shone with a light that cut through the darkness of eternity.

“Nothing’s impossible.”

And then—he swung.

—𝘚𝘏𝘖𝘖𝘖𝘖𝘔—

The blade met the core.

The impact rippled through dimensions, an explosion of light and void.

Nyx’Tal let out a final, horrifying scream—one that echoed across realms. Its entire body disintegrated, collapsing into nothing but flickering shadows. The chains binding its form snapped, and the souls trapped within were freed, their whispers fading into peace.

[Abyssal Guardian Nyx’Tal has been destroyed.]

[You have gained 10,000 Abyssal Karma Points.]

[Calculating Reward…]

Aiden exhaled, feeling the weight of the battle leave his shoulders. His vision blurred slightly as the exhaustion crept in. He had burned through a lot of energy—but it was worth it.

The battlefield was silent.

The once-unstoppable Guardian of the Abyss was gone.

But Aiden didn’t relax just yet.

This was only one of the trials waiting for him in the Abyss.

And if the Guardian was this strong…

What kind of monster was waiting at the Abyssal Throne?

Aiden narrowed his eyes and sheathed his sword.

“Guess I’ll find out soon enough.”

—𝘍𝘖𝘖𝘖𝘚𝘏—

As the remnants of Nyx’Tal’s abyssal energy dissipated, the battlefield seemed to exhale with relief. The very air, once thick with suffocating darkness, began to stabilize. Aiden clenched his fists, feeling the lingering energy of the Abyss still brushing against his soul.

A notification flickered in his vision.

[Reward Processed.]

You have gained: Abyssal Rift Core (Sealed).

Aiden’s eyes narrowed. “A core?”

In his palm, a pulsing black sphere emerged, swirling with fractured space. It radiated an ominous energy, as if whispering forbidden knowledge to whoever dared gaze into it.

Before he could analyze it further, Myne’s voice crackled through the communication channel.

“Aiden, we need to move. Now.”

He turned, catching sight of Myne standing on the remnants of a broken structure, her shadowmancy still flickering around her. Her normally calm expression was tense.

Rick and Dren reappeared from the battlefield’s outskirts, both looking worse for wear. Rick wiped blood from his lip, his coat torn and scorched from multiple energy blasts. Dren had a noticeable gash across his arm, but his stance remained steady.

Aiden didn’t need to ask. He could feel it.

Something was coming.

—𝘛𝘏𝘜𝘔—

The ground shook. A wave of pressure suddenly crashed against them, making even the air hum with power. It was different from Nyx’Tal’s presence. More… refined.

Aiden instinctively raised his guard, his golden aura flaring to life.

Then—

A figure emerged from the Abyss.

Tall. Draped in a black and crimson cloak that seemed woven from shadows themselves. Their presence was suffocating, as if reality bent around them. The Abyss recoiled at their arrival, making it clear.

This was no mere entity.

This was a ruler.

Their voice, smooth yet filled with something ancient, cut through the silence.

“You have slain my guardian.”

Aiden’s grip on his sword tightened.

The figure took a step forward, and the world seemed to darken in response.

“Do you truly believe you can defy the Abyss?”

For a moment, no one spoke.

Then, Aiden took a single step forward, his aura intensifying. His golden energy clashed against the encroaching darkness, neither side yielding.

He exhaled slowly.

“…I guess we’re about to find out.”

The Abyssal Ruler tilted their head slightly, as if amused by Aiden’s defiance. Beneath the hood of their shadowed cloak, two piercing violet eyes glowed, brimming with an eerie, boundless depth.

“Interesting,” they murmured. “Then let us test the weight of your conviction.”

With a mere flick of their wrist, the very fabric of space twisted. The battlefield, already in ruins, distorted—as if reality itself were being rewritten.

—𝘊𝘙𝘈𝘊𝘒—

A massive, jagged rift tore through the sky above, a swirling abyss of pure darkness manifesting at the ruler’s command.

From within, countless writhing forms began to emerge. Not mere abyssal foot soldiers—these were something… else. Nightmare-born creatures, their forms shifting between shadow and existence, their eyes gleaming with an unnatural hunger.

Rick let out a sharp curse. “That’s a damn summoning spell! We have to—”

But the words barely left his mouth before the first wave of creatures lunged forward.

Aiden reacted instantly. 𝘚𝘞𝘖𝘖𝘚𝘏—!

His sword slashed in a blinding arc of golden light, cleaving through the nearest abomination with precise efficiency. The creature didn’t just die—it was erased, its form disintegrating into nothingness.

Dren was already moving as well, his fists glowing with concussive force. He pivoted on his heel and launched a devastating punch that shattered another creature’s skull upon impact.

—𝘉𝘖𝘖𝘔—!

A shockwave blasted outward, sending debris and abyssal spawn flying.

Myne was a blur in the chaos, her shadowmancy weaving into deadly razor-thin threads that slashed through the incoming horde with precise lethality. Each strike landed where it counted, no motion wasted.

Rick, meanwhile, had positioned himself at a vantage point, his gauntlets pulsing with charged energy. He raised both hands and fired off a rapid barrage of piercing blasts, striking weak points and disrupting the enemy’s formations.

But the Abyssal Ruler remained unmoved.

“Mortal struggle,” they mused, as if merely watching a spectacle. “No matter how brightly you burn, the Abyss is eternal.”

Then they raised a single hand.

—𝘊𝘙𝘈𝘊𝘒—

Aiden barely had time to react before the world inverted.

One moment, he was standing on the ruined battlefield. The next—

—𝘛𝘖𝘖𝘔—

An indescribable force crashed down upon him, like the weight of an entire dimension collapsing at once.

His vision blurred. His body locked in place.

Gravity had been rewritten.

Everything around him—his teammates, the battlefield, the very sky—was suddenly warping, stretching, breaking apart. He could feel an unknown force trying to drag him into the abyss itself.

“…Shit.”

Aiden clenched his jaw, forcing his body to resist. But it wasn’t just physical. This was something far more intricate. His soul itself was being suppressed.

The Abyssal Ruler finally took a step forward.

“Your light flickers.”

Their hand extended toward him—

And that’s when Aiden moved.

—𝘍𝘞𝘖𝘖𝘖𝘚𝘏—

His golden aura exploded outward, shattering the abyssal grip in an instant.

His sword pulsed with radiant energy, no longer merely a weapon but an extension of his will. Aiden exhaled sharply, adjusting his stance.

“You talk too much.”

Then—he charged.

—𝘉𝘖𝘖𝘖𝘔—!

The battlefield erupted as Aiden clashed with the Abyssal Ruler, light and darkness colliding in a cosmic storm. The very air rippled with the sheer force of their blows, space itself fracturing at the impact.