CHAPTER 138: THE BATTLE BETWEEN TWO SINGULARITIES (3)

For mages, mastering more than two elements is an incredibly difficult feat.

Of course, difficult doesn’t mean impossible. There are genius mages capable of mastering two, three, or even... four elements.

The four primary elements—fire, water, earth, and wind—are known as the foundational forces of the world.

Beyond these, there are rarer elements such as darkness, light, lightning, poison, and space.

Only a handful of mages are born with the talent to control any of these advanced elements.

Those who can are often regarded as pillars of great powers or magical institutions, such as the Tower of Silence.

But what Nolan demonstrated shattered Malverna’s understanding of magic.

He had not only mastered space and a strange element that could absorb all matter, but also light, earth, and fire!

It was something she had never witnessed in her entire life. Even a thousand years ago, during the age of racial wars, no one like Nolan had ever existed.

"Is this the power and talent of a Singularity?" Malverna whispered, pressing her pounding chest.

Only now did she truly understand what Nolan meant when he said that Singularities were anomalies—beings who shouldn’t exist in this world.

Their power was so overwhelming, it could shake the balance of the world and threaten its peace.

Meanwhile, Nolan hovered in the sky with a calm, detached expression. He looked down at the calm sea, where the Singularity of Light had seemingly vanished.

Zrrk!

Suddenly, a streak of light flared a hundred meters to his right. Nolan turned his head—it was the Singularity of Light.

Yet his condition was far from majestic. He looked disheveled and worn out.

His golden hair was tousled, his skin slightly scorched, and his once-pristine golden robe was torn, revealing his muscular frame.

He panted lightly, but his eyes burned with a deep, unwavering hatred.

"Singularity of Chaos!"

His furious roar unleashed a supersonic shockwave that crashed toward Nolan.

Had an ordinary person been struck by that attack, their brain would have exploded instantly.

But Nolan simply waved his hand—and in the blink of an eye, the storm vanished without a trace.

"Noisy," he muttered lazily.

The Singularity of Light gasped for breath, tightening his grip on the sword in his right hand.

Buzz!

Golden light surged around his body and the blade he held.

The surrounding space distorted, and the air expanded as if the temperature had suddenly soared to several hundred degrees Celsius.

"Oh?" Nolan’s eyebrows lifted slightly, and a playful smile formed behind his mask. "Are you finally getting serious?"

A few seconds after his quiet remark, a slash of lightning energy shot toward him.

Unlike before, this one stretched hundreds of meters high.

Its lower arc scraped across the sea’s surface, splitting it in two. Any creature within a one-kilometer radius was instantly scorched to death.

The speed was astonishing—but in Nolan’s Eyes of Chaos, it meant absolutely nothing.

Zrang!

Nolan tilted his body to the side, and the slash whizzed past him—missing by only a few centimeters.

Boom!

The powerful explosion carved a thirty-meter-deep crater into the seabed. Seawater within a seven-hundred-meter radius instantly evaporated, only to surge back moments later, filling the void.

Zrang!

Two more slashes followed at lightning speed, but once again, Nolan dodged them effortlessly.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion echoed through the sky. In the same instant, the Singularity of Light abruptly materialized beside Nolan.

He swung his sword in a sharp horizontal arc, aiming for Nolan’s abdomen.

Whish!

But Nolan vanished in a flash of light and reappeared behind him.

"Damn it!" the Singularity of Light gasped, trying to dodge—but the space around him suddenly froze, locking his body in place.

Bang!

Nolan struck him hard in the back, launching him into the air.

Without hesitation, Nolan opened his eyes wide and spoke coldly, "Chaos Fire."

Fwuosh!

Black flames burst into existence on the Singularity of Light’s left hand, sending him into instant panic.

"Bastard!" he cursed, trying to extinguish the flame with his aura.

But to his shock, the fire refused to die out. It crept steadily up his arm—reaching his elbow, then his shoulder.

Without a second thought, he spun his sword and slashed off his left arm.

Golden blood spurted like a fountain, but his aura quickly sealed the wound.

"Hah... Hah..." His breathing turned ragged as searing pain throbbed from the stump of his shoulder.

With hatred in his eyes, he glared at Nolan and muttered, Eyes of Chaos...

The Eyes of Chaos—a unique ability possessed only by the Singularity of Chaos.

In all their previous battles, Nolan had never used it. This was the first time he had witnessed it in action.

And only now did he realize... Nolan had been using those eyes the entire time.

No wonder every one of his attacks—even those moving at the speed of light—had been dodged so effortlessly.

After a few moments, he took a deep breath, calming his rage and regaining focus.

Boom!

A golden aura erupted from his body once more, but this time it was entirely different—more majestic, more terrifying. Its sheer power was enough to shift the weather itself.

The once-calm sky turned stormy. Black clouds surged from all directions, and golden lightning crackled wildly, as if heralding the arrival of a thunder god.

Buzz!

The Sword of Oruntar blazed with brilliant golden light, arcs of lightning dancing along its edge.

He raised the blade high, then slashed it downward while shouting, "Heaven’s Judgment!"

Zrkk!

A colossal slash surged forward at the speed of light. The air tore apart, space quivered, and the sea below evaporated in an instant. The earth split open, leaving a massive wound hundreds of meters deep.

But this time, Nolan didn’t move. He simply raised his hand and whispered softly, "Reality... destroy."

The slash stopped—just four centimeters in front of him.

Then, like crumpled paper being squeezed by an invisible hand, the strike was compressed by space—smaller and smaller—until it vanished without a trace.

The Singularity of Light’s eyes widened in shock. But before he could react, Nolan’s figure appeared right in front of him.

Bang!

A devastating punch slammed into his chin, launching his body high into the sky.

To prevent any counterattack, Nolan froze the surrounding space, trapping his opponent in place—completely rigid and immobile.

Raising his palm, Nolan summoned a bow of black flame that slowly took shape in the air.

Its presence alone sent the temperature within a five-hundred-meter radius soaring.

He drew the bowstring, and an arrow of black fire began to form—throbbing with deadly energy.

Then, in a cold, commanding tone, he said, "Accept your punishment!"

Whoosh!

The arrow shot forward at the speed of light. The Singularity of Light’s eyes widened in horror, but there was no chance to evade.

Srck!

The arrow pierced his abdomen, and in an instant, black flames erupted from the wound—spreading like relentless vines that refused to let go of their prey.

From afar, Malverna took a deep breath and whispered, "Is the Singularity of Light... dead?"