The void trembled as Elito and Lacolone clashed, sword to sword, shockwaves erasing entire pyramids around them. The ground beneath the triangle collapsed into nothingness. Lacolone gritted his teeth, eyes burning scarlet-white. Elito smirked: "You've grown. But not enough." Their blades sparked into miniature stars. Reality itself bent to their fury.
Lacolone teleported above Elito, firing three bullets mid-swing. They vanished and reappeared inside Elito's shadow, detonating half his torso with soul-fire. Elito reformed instantly, swinging back. Their strikes left burning scars in the void. Every cut carved more than flesh — it carved existence.
Elito slammed his Eclipse Blade into the void. Scarlet chains erupted, wrapping Lacolone. He roared, katana fracturing the chains. "You won't bind me!" The chains reformed as spectral wolves gnashing at him. Elito's power gave despair a body.
Lacolone overloaded his katana with all five Pillars. Blade gleamed with impossible geometry, splitting into afterimages. He fired a volley of Riftquake bullets mid-swing. Elito blocked two — three detonated inside him. For the first time, he staggered. Hope cut through shadow.
Elito removed his limiters, vessel cracking apart. His body distorted, half-light, half-nightmare. "This is twenty percent. Enough to erase your world." His aura collapsed the battlefield into a storm of ruins. Lacolone braced, shielded only by his will. The abyss revealed its fangs.
They traded a hundred strikes in a single second. Sparks ignited constellations in the void. Lacolone took a slash across his chest, blood spraying. Elito grinned, cheek cut open. Both vanished, reappearing mid-air, blades locked. Neither yielded, neither blinked.
Valgor, broken and bleeding, rose and slammed the ground. "You're not fighting alone!" His Riftquake punch propelled Lacolone forward. Elito intercepted, cracking his shoulder. Walid threw his broken blade like a spear. Even shattered, allies still struck.
Elito swung, annihilating Walid's attack. Scarlet fire incinerated Valgor, sending him down. "Stay down, insects," he hissed. Lacolone teleported behind him, katana cleaving his spine. Elito's body collapsed, then reformed instantly. Despair was immortal.
Maya knelt at the Sumerian sword, hands glowing with healing light. "Lacolone… only you can end this," she whispered. Blood dripped from her nose as she forced her aura into the blade. The sword pulsed brighter. Elito noticed, eyes narrowing. The key to victory awaited its hand.
Elito unleashed his ultimate domain — the Void of Illusion. Reality twisted, showing each hero visions of their worst deaths. Jessica screamed, seeing herself erased from time. Walid saw his family's graves. Lacolone alone walked forward, eyes burning. Heaven in Hell — where surrender meant erasure.
Lacolone's katana cut through illusions, erasing false worlds. His gun fired, bullets cracking Elito's aura. "You dare?" Elito snarled. "I don't dare. I do," Lacolone said. His strike cut across Elito's face, nearly splitting him. Defiance turned to destiny.
Elito detonated, a scarlet sun exploding. Maya shielded the others with every drop of power she had left. Her hands burned, flesh peeling. Jessica dragged Eden into cover, barely alive. Walid covered Valgor's body. The world ended again and again.
Above the triangle, Lacolone and Elito fought mid-air. Each swing left trails like galaxies shattering. "Even kings bow here," Elito said. "Then I'll burn the throne itself," Lacolone replied. The eye spun faster, cracks forming across it. Their fight scarred the throne of history itself.
The five Pillars ignited around Lacolone, forming a burning halo. Dark energy joined — Justice in shadow. Elito's smirk faltered. "You… you're the Chosen?" Lacolone raised sword and pistol, blazing. The sword had found its master.
Maya finally pulled the Sumerian sword free, hurling it upward. Lacolone caught it mid-air, aura merging with the weapon. The blade glowed with ancient inscriptions. Elito snarled: "I will erase that relic." "No. I'll erase you," Lacolone shot back. The duel was reborn.
Lacolone charged, dual-wielding katana and Sumerian sword. Elito met him, Eclipse Blade howling. Sparks erupted into black and white fire. Their strikes shook the dimension apart. Maya collapsed, whispering: "Win…" The battle of kings began in earnest.
Lacolone cut through one of Elito's arms. Elito stabbed through Lacolone's chest. Blood sprayed as both refused to yield. Elito regenerated instantly, vessel burning worse. Lacolone channeled all five Pillars plus dark justice into one strike. Blades beyond the world sang.
Splash: Lacolone and Elito clash in the center of the burning triangle — Eclipse Blade vs Sumerian Sword — both unleashing final blows. The eye above cracks fully, flooding the void with apocalyptic light. Allies lie broken, Maya unconscious, but all eyes are on the two titans.
"The throne demanded blood. One would fall. One would rise."