Volume 3 — Chapter 22
The Peak of Frenzy
The hall trembled violently, its foundations bending under the sheer force of Icarus' corrupted Void Authority. Fragments of marble and crystal floated like islands in a storm, some disintegrating entirely as the Eyes of Nihyron burned through reality itself. The Void tendrils coiled and struck unpredictably, fracturing matter, warping space, and erasing entire sections of the hall almost instinctively.
The Nexus screamed in mechanical precision, trapped inside his consciousness, issuing warnings that barely scratched the surface of what was unfolding:
[Host stability: critical]
[Energy overflow: maximum]
[Predictive fragments: failed]
[External interference: ten high-level entities detected]
[Warning: Eyes of Nihyron fully berserk]
Even the five original Descendants, working in perfect synchronization, struggled to maintain the lattice. Each pulse of corrupted void energy introduced micro-errors that compounded, creating cascading failures in their adaptive algorithms.
The five new Creator's Descendants—the combat specialists—moved with lethal precision, striking at Icarus' void tendrils with adaptive counters. Each maneuver was calculated in real-time to match and redirect his energy. Yet the corruption from the potion amplified his instincts unpredictably, creating attacks that were almost alive, bending probability and evading every counter with instinctive brilliance.
[Containment probability: 58%]
[Corruption spread: critical]
[Host aggression: extreme]
Kael Virex gritted his teeth, holding onto a floating chunk of debris. "They can match him… for now. But those micro-errors—he's tearing the lattice apart faster than they can adjust."
Lyra Voss' gaze remained sharp. "…And the Eyes of Nihyron are starting to erase matter independently. The hall… the city… the world even—nothing is safe if this continues."
Icarus' grin widened, even in his frenzy. The Eyes of Nihyron burned like molten shadows, consuming everything in sight. Void energy pulses surged outward, fracturing space, erasing matter, and corrupting the lattice with every flicker. The Nexus scrambled, attempting stabilization:
[Containment probability: critical]
[Energy overflow: catastrophic]
[External intervention: necessary]
Seraphine hovered slightly above the chaos, her seven Void Warriors in precise formation around her. Her aura subtly stabilized portions of the hall, but the Nexus could not predict her intent.
[Entity Influence: High]
[Intent: indeterminate]
[Action recommendation: monitor]
Icarus' gaze flicked toward her briefly. Even in complete frenzy, he recognized her influence. The Void Authority pulsed differently as his corrupted instincts registered her presence.
The hall erupted as Icarus lashed out with both arms. Void tendrils shredded the environment, fracturing floors, tearing walls, and erasing matter indiscriminately. The five containment Descendants reacted instantly, folding space, reconstructing floors, and stabilizing energy fluxes, but each corrective measure introduced minor void tears that compounded the corruption.
[Warning: Containment lattice at 52% efficiency]
[Corruption spread: critical]
[Host aggression: uncontrollable]
Outside, the city shuddered. Magic Stones pulsed violently, some cracking and releasing volatile energy. Dragons and other untamed monsters froze, instinctively retreating from the epicenter of destruction. The world's system broadcasted another global alert:
[WORLD ALERT]
[HIGHER BEING IN FRENZY]
[VOID AUTHORITY: UNCONTROLLED]
[ALL ENTITIES: MAXIMUM DISTANCE REQUIRED]
[WARNING: POTENTIAL CITY-WIDE CATASTROPHE]
The five new Descendants engaged directly. Their movements were flawless, adaptive, and synchronized. Every pulse of void energy was countered with precise calculation, but the corrupted Void Authority twisted reality in ways they could not anticipate. Minor void anomalies formed, fracturing debris, erasing fragments of walls, and creating localized spatial tears.
Kael whispered, awe-struck, "They're holding him… but barely. One misstep and…"
Lyra finished his sentence: "…the Eyes of Nihyron will erase everything in sight."
Icarus surged forward, void energy spiraling violently, tearing the hall apart with every step. The Eyes of Nihyron burned without control, erasing matter and reality indiscriminately. The Nexus attempted stabilization, issuing alerts:
[Containment probability: critical]
[Host behavior: approaching dimensional collapse]
[External intervention: necessary]
Seraphine stepped forward, her aura stabilizing the surrounding chaos slightly. The seven Void Warriors mirrored her, maintaining the flow of energy around the hall. Even the Nexus noted her influence, though her true intent remained inscrutable:
[Entity Influence: High]
[Intent: unknown]
[Action recommendation: monitor]
Void energy spiraled outward, fracturing space violently. The five original Descendants strained against the corrupted void, attempting to stabilize the hall, while the five new Descendants engaged in direct combat. Every strike, every pulse, every adaptive response collided in a storm of destruction, creating shockwaves that rippled throughout the city.
Minor void anomalies formed everywhere, fracturing floors, walls, and floating debris. The Nexus recorded:
[Containment probability: 47%]
[Corruption spread: critical]
[Host aggression: extreme]
[Predictive fragments: failed]
The storm reached its apex. Icarus raised both arms, void tendrils spiraling outward with overwhelming intensity. Fractals of void energy ripped apart space, erasing anything they touched. Even the adaptive Descendants struggled to contain the chaos, the lattice straining under the compounded corruption.
Outside, the world watched in silent dread as the system broadcasted a continuous global warning:
[WORLD ALERT]
[HIGHER BEING IN FRENZY]
[VOID AUTHORITY: UNCONTROLLED]
[ALL ENTITIES: MAINTAIN MAXIMUM DISTANCE]
[WARNING: CITY-WIDE CATASTROPHE IMMINENT]
Nihyron watched from the Void, infinite grin stretching wider as Icarus' corrupted frenzy escalated. The Eyes of Nihyron burned uncontrollably, erasing everything in sight. The Creator observed as well, communicating in Nullscript, rippling through the battlefield in indecipherable, living code.
The storm of Void Authority and adaptive Descendants had reached its peak.