Revenge: A Path of Destruction
Chapter 105: Final Clash (2)

Chapter 105: Final Clash (2)

As Alex reappeared in front of the axe-wielding giant, his form streaked in a blur of lightning, he looked absurdly small, like a defiant spark challenging a mountain. The giant’s eyes pulsed with primal power, locking onto Alex’s approach with uncanny awareness. There was no delay.

With a roar that cracked the air, the titan moved.

The giant’s massive arms swung its stone axe horizontally, the weapon carving through the air with the speed of a cannonball. The pressure it generated created a concussive shockwave that blasted dust and rubble across the battlefield. Despite its sheer size, the motion wasn’t clumsy. It was precise. Intentional. Deadly.

Alex’s pupils contracted.

Fast.

Mid-air, he bent his knees and summoned a circular disk of lightning beneath his feet—a Thunder Platform, sizzling and sparking violently against gravity’s pull. He kicked off it an instant before the axe could connect, flipping forward and landing on the flat of the massive blade as it cut across the ruined terrain.

Sparks flew beneath his boots as he skidded along the axe’s edge, his katana drawn and glowing with crackling arcs. He dashed forward, attempting to use the weapon’s momentum to vault up the giant’s arm and reach its core. But the moment his foot stepped toward the golem’s stone body—

Something felt wrong.

Danger.

His entire instinct screamed.

He obeyed without hesitation.

Alex twisted mid-run, gritting his teeth as his foot slipped and gravity pulled him off the edge of the axe. For a moment, he was falling again, spinning uncontrollably as mana surged from his boots to stabilize. He landed hard, rolling across the cracked earth before flipping upright, katana raised, golden arcs rippling across his limbs.

Above, Khepri’s voice echoed like a satisfied teacher watching a student stumble.

"Impressive. Your instincts are sharp, if you had continued....." he said, standing regally on the shoulder of the distant archer-giant. "That would have been your doom."

Alex didn’t respond.

Khepri continued, amused. "You see, I knew the natural inclination would be to climb them. They are big, easy targets to scale, yes?" He tilted his head. "So I added a little surprise. Any living being that touches their bodies... will have their mana drained, then the life force."

His voice carried a smirk.

"To be honest, it took me years to anchor that addition to the Law. Earth isn’t naturally suited for draining... But it is perfect for giving life. So I bent that part. Reversed it."

He held out his arms.

"Do you like it?"

Alex’s face darkened with a frown.

Just great. As if giants made of living earth weren’t enough, now touching them was suicide.

But there was no time to dwell.

The axe-wielder charged again, and this time, it wasn’t alone.

To the left, the spear-bearing giant surged forward, moving with terrifying grace. Its weapon extended far beyond any normal reach, the tip vibrating with embedded runes that seemed to hum in resonance with the earth itself. Each of its steps sent up quakes that fractured the battlefield, dirt splitting in jagged lines as mana bled upward like steam.

Alex didn’t retreat.

He surged forward, katana now wrapped in golden lightning so intense it illuminated the battlefield like a second sun. Every movement he made was precise, fueled by instinct and calculation, with Nova feeding him real-time adjustments and mana flow readings.

The axe came down like a mountain trying to crush the sky.

Alex vanished.

A sonic boom echoed.

He reappeared between the two giants, mid-air again—his body twisting violently as he avoided the spear that came from the left and slashed at it mid-dodge. The edge of his blade connected with the rune-metal shaft. Sparks flared, but the spear remained whole.

A sound like thunder cracked behind him as the axe hit the ground, creating a deep crater and launching debris in every direction. The shockwave threw Alex into the air again, but this time he caught himself, flipping backward and summoning another Thunder Platform.

"Above!"

Nova’s warning came a fraction before Alex looked up.

The archer-giant had released its shot.

The arrow was no mere projectile. It was a spear of compressed mana-light, humming with so much energy the air warped around it. It fell like a divine punishment.

Alex crossed his katana in front of him, bracing for impact.

Nano suit: Mana shield

A shield of overlapping mana discs formed in front of him, spinning rapidly. The mana arrow struck and detonated.

The explosion lit the entire battlefield, sending shockwaves in every direction. A column of smoke rose into the sky. Even the other giants staggered under the recoil.

From the dust, something shot out.

Alex.

His body was singed. His right suit had been blown off, revealing charred skin rapidly regenerating under surging mana. Blood trickled from his lip, but his eyes—his eyes were burning.

The greatsword-wielding giant charged next, slamming its weapon into the earth.

Spikes of jagged stone erupted from below, shooting toward Alex like a barrage of earth-made spears. He dodged left, spinning between them, only to find the fifth giant-a—shield and sword wielder—waiting for him, arms raised in a scissor-like slash.

Alex gritted his teeth, then shouted:

"Thunder Control: Katana Form — Fifth Art."

His entire body vanished into golden arcs.

When he reappeared, he was upside-down, above the shieldman’s arms, his katana flashing as it sliced downward across the blades. Lightning tore through the metal, and though it didn’t break the weapon, the momentum staggered the giant back a step.

"Now!" Nova called out. "Strike their cores. Only they’re not protected by the life-drain effect."

Alex’s eyes darted across the bodies of the giants—searching, analyzing, calculating.

He saw them.

Embedded deep in their chests, barely visible under the rotating mantle of earth and mana, were glowing circular sigils—each one different in design, but all made of living earth.

Those were the anchors. The concept cores.

A plan was formed.

Alex exhaled.

Time to break a law.

He kicked off the ground, lightning spiraling behind him, his katana held in reverse grip.

The spear wielder lunged again.

Alex ran toward it.

At the last second, he jumped, using the spear’s shaft as a pivot point. The moment his boot grazed it, lightning exploded beneath him, propelling him upward like a bullet. He flipped, then stabbed his katana directly into the giant’s chest, aiming for the core—

He didn’t touch the body.

He wasn’t stupid.

The katana never made contact with the stone—it cut through the air in front of it.

A condensed arc of lightning compressed into a blade-shaped wave erupted from the tip.

It struck the core dead-on.

BOOM.

The core flared violently. The entire giant seized. Its mana pulsed once, then began to unravel as cracks spread from the core outward, like fissures in ancient rock.

One down.

Alex landed hard, panting slightly.

The other four turned their heads toward him, their glowing eyes narrowing.

Khepri raised an eyebrow.

"Well... That wasn’t supposed to happen so soon."

Alex pointed his blade toward the next one, his voice low, defiant.

"I told you. I don’t care what the concept is."

"I’ll break it anyway."

And with lightning wrapping his form again, he vanished into the storm, ready to tear down another one.

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