Chapter 1325: Chapter 213: Then I Won’t Hold Back!

As both sides unfurled their Aether True Form, the battle commenced.

The so-called Aether True Form is a new existence that emerges when a Sublimator’s Heart Light Body combines with their life itself. Due to the ‘Master Throne Inheritance’ shared within the Blood of the Ten Kings, all of the Bloodline’s fifth energy level eventually exhibit certain plant-like characteristics, similar to the ‘World Tree.’

Campari’s Aether True Form, the ‘Dust Mist World Tree,’ is exactly this kind of power. The giant tree roots formed by pure subspace power surged forward like a tsunami. If it were an ordinary person, they would turn into a mist of blood instantly if swept by the illusory wave, as every part of their body would be torn apart and devoured by the subspace fissures as fine as dust, eventually decomposing entirely, with the soul and flesh becoming nourishment for the World Tree.

This is the power of the ‘National Domain.’ The Domain Blood can bring extremely powerful subspace control abilities. Some domains can transform their National Domain into an absorber of all external energies, halting all movement phenomena in a ‘Silent Domain,’ while others can invert their realm, manifesting inner demons that stand against their original owners in a ‘Reflective Domain.’

However, the ‘Misty Dust Nation’ is even more straightforward and terrifying: within those fragmented subspace fissures, the brilliance of nuclear fission suddenly ignites. Instantly, a swarm of tiny suns blaze in the shadows, with terrifying radiation accompanied by subspace blades powerful enough to cleave through atomic nuclei rushing forth!

It is both dust and blazing suns, the so-called Misty Dust is the brilliance shining from the minuscule, misty regions!

But Yafada was unfazed, gripping his staff tightly. At the tip of the staff, a silver-core, rainbow-ringed gem was rapidly rotating, and the silver-rainbow colored ‘Gate’ enveloped all the surrounding space.

If Campari’s ‘Dust of Destruction Light’ is the tsunami wave that shatters atomic nuclei and space-time, then his ‘Gate’ is the strongest, unyielding shield!

The light’s tide surged in, absorbed by the Gate with no clash or explosion; eight kilometers away, a loud explosion erupted as a new gate opened.

This is the power of the ‘Silver Gate’ bloodline. This bloodline only shows exceptional traits upon reaching the third energy level. With the Heart Light Body as the boundary, they can directly open a ‘Gate’ to the material world through the Domain of Void, enabling freedom of teleportation or diverting attacks.

Of course, teleporting further, especially after knowing specific coordinates, is achievable through charging, placing them in a stable form of invincibility, holding a ‘Shield that can’t be penetrated.’

And possessing an attack, forming a ‘Spear that can pierce all.’

The next moment, Yafada launched an attack, and the silver staff glowed. This Aether Armament, forged with the Silver Gate bloodline, known as the ‘Key of Dreams,’ is a weapon capable of entering the Domain of Void tangibly to directly open the ‘Dream’ and ‘Mind’ doors within others’ brains, making it effortless to open a teleportation gate in the real world.

Thus, in just a moment, from seventeen different directions, fierce subspace rifts tore towards where Campari was located.

A destructive attack launched directly from the Domain of Void/subspace layer is hard to resist. Without the relevant properties, even the most solid shield would be cleaved open, even the The Unyielding Fortress would be breached, poisoned… And National Domain and Silver Gate are especially adept at such bloodline True Form mastery.

Aside from raw power, Yafada’s skill is astonishing. If the subspace rift is seen as a sword, then his seventeen swords exploited ‘indeterminacy’ to an extreme, all cunningly intricate with changing sword-force.

A sword that can cut through anything, combined with attacks initiated from any angle, even the world’s greatest swordsman would be a bit flustered in responding, but Campari took them all.

No technique involved, no redundant actions. The black-haired girl merely extended her hand, gently tapping away all the incoming rifts, and these subspace blades, nearly indestructible by external force, shattered and disintegrated into dispersed dust.

[Not bad. Your current limit actually extends to eight thousand meters… in other words, you can teleport eight thousand kilometers at once, from the northern region of Terra directly to the southern region.]

Campari effortlessly dismantled Yafada’s researched attack using basic skills, even having the leisure to comment: [But don’t be too arrogant, the weakest of the Silver Gate’s fifth energy level can offset five hundred kilometers with their defensive limit; they can step from Terra directly onto Illusory Moon…]

With that, he pointed out with one hand, a condensed to extreme Spirit Energy impact burst forth—not just one, but dozens! These dozens of Spirit Energy attacks continuously traversed through the subspace fragments as fine as dust, reflecting like light in mirrors, and with each attack’s superimposition, the already substantially materialized Spirit Energy beams surged towards the Silver Gate.

Naturally, Yafada’s gate teleported it eight kilometers away, but in the next instant, the Spirit Energy attack, now exhibiting a pale golden hue, automatically returned, zooming towards Yafada eight kilometers away once more.

Tracking attack. To this, Yafada could only open a gate, allowing these two gates to interchangeably shift, repeating the teleportation of the Spirit Energy attack within the gate’s range to exhaust its strength… But how could an attack of Spirit Energy, meticulously condensed by Campari, be so easily worn down?

“You’re commendable too, being able to induce nuclear fission effortlessly with Fourth Energy Level power, condensing near-material Spirit Energy attacks that are hard to dissipate in a short time.” After taking this hit, although Yafada’s expression remained unchanged, his heart tightened. He had used Aether Armament and seized the opportunity while Campari was weakened to come, yet didn’t expect the opponent, although appearing consumed, still exercised profound control over subspace.

National Domain signifies ‘domain size,’ while Silver Gate signifies ‘space-time reach’… sourced similarly from World Tree City, the space-time abilities, if unified, could potentially recreate the super-dimensional jump engine power of the world tree city origin body, the ‘Generation Ship’… yet due to ancient enmity among elves, what should be united—as two bloodlines—are now adversaries.

Though owing to the opponent not suppressing his power anymore, freely using Golan’s body is a factor, but… the echo’s weakening is considerably insufficient, wasn’t it agreed to destroy the other’s body once before Golan’s body was fully controlled, forcing Campari to sustain the ‘Body’ with his Spirit Substance?

—Damn it, in the past always keeping promises, why abandon it at such a crucial moment now?

—Moreover, if the Echo didn’t seize the ‘Master Authority’ of the Subspace Labyrinth, I fundamentally can’t suppress Campari’s power!

Though angry, Yafada was helpless.

A fair one-on-one confrontation, avenging his brother, has always been his thought, but reason disallowed it.

Because his opponent was so formidable!

Campari National Domain… one hundred and fifty years old, once the first genius of the National Domain Department, experienced over four hundred assassination attempts, countless poisonings and ambushes; he’s Canaan Moore’s most powerful subspace technology master in history, thanks to him, the seal against the underground ‘Deity’ became more stable, thus paving the way for the development of World Tree mainframe technology.

Before inheriting the Master Throne, he toured numerous countries, undefeated. On the second day of reaching the fifth energy level, he only used a branch to collapse fifteen mountains between Sudden Rain Wetlands and Suen’s enclave, then stood motionless amid the collapse, defeating fifteen thousand rebels occupying the place, annexing them into an autonomous territory.

During his prime era, be it Hiliard, Yinaiga, or the Great Khan of the north, they were all emerging talents, juniors. If not for the two freakishly strong beings from the Empire emerging later, interrupting Campari’s rise, he might have truly become Canaan Moore’s strongest.

But he ultimately fell, never emerging from the shadows. Even if the Black Sun fell, Canaan Moore’s sun never rose again.

Facing such an opponent, Yafada naturally laid intricate traps, using various external means to bridge the gap in power and experience. But now, it seems the gap between them is still substantial.

Especially for those with space-time and subspace-related abilities, experience shortfall leads to power disadvantage!

[Come on.]

At this moment, Campari calmly said: [Your strength is more than this, moreover you have allies, don’t you? Just relying on yourself, even if you defeat me, there’s no way to capture me… If you want to influence my main body through this Split Soul, you definitely have reinforcements.]

[Call your allies, all of you attack together!]

“You said so!”

But just then, a voice emerged on the left, astonishing both Campari and Yafada, for this voice was neither of theirs and belonged to someone unknown!

[Who?!]”Who?!”

Yet, needing only their attention to be captured for a moment, an echo, a subspace labyrinth, naturally opened to the right, an enormous dark-golden dragon surged forth, terrifying gravity wave breath turned to lightning, rushing towards Campari like a landslide and tsunami!

“Then I won’t hold back!”