Neraxis broke into a twisted grin, laughter spilling from his mouth like madness itself. His fingers twisted into a hand sign as he muttered—
"Supreme Expansion of Space."
Endless VF… all that RVT usage…
If it were anyone else, their brain would malfunction for at least a second.
You're built different, Kael Draven.
Their spaces collided.
Kael's barrier-bound space surged outward, attempting to swallow Neraxis's barrierless domain whole. Space screamed as pressure stacked infinitely upon itself.
Neraxis activated Reverse Vital Technique, flesh knitting back together even as the clash continued.
They pushed.
They crushed.
They devoured.
Neraxis sat calmly upon a throne formed within his space — a grotesque seat piled high with the bodies of those he had slaughtered. Corpses layered upon corpses. Blood soaked into fractured streets. Buildings split and collapsed. Windows shattered miles away.
In nearby cities, people collapsed to their knees — vomiting, trembling, their bodies unable to endure the pressure of clashing supremacies.
Kozuki Toya whispered, stunned,
"That's… insane."
The Principal nodded, sweat dripping down his face.
"They're both too good."
Then—
Neraxis's space dissolved into nothingness.
Kael's eyes narrowed.
You used RVT during the clash.
That delayed your domain's landing — even if only by a fraction.
My space has speed superiority in direct clashes.
Your barrierless expansion gave you advantage… but the delay was fatal.
As I expanded—
my space swallowed yours.
My Supreme Expansion landed first.
Kael muttered, his voice sharp, steady, filled with absolute certainty—
"Eclipse Of Identity"
Neraxis froze.
His eyes widened as reality flipped. He was no longer above — no longer untouchable.
He was inside Kael's space.
In 0.03 seconds, blood streamed from Neraxis's eyes. His nose burst red. His body trembled as the pressure crushed his existence itself.
Just as his knees began to buckle—
Crack!