Novel Full Chapter 2408: Clash Of Venerables II [44]
Chapter 2408: Clash Of Venerables II [44]
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Mitsuhide was completely overwhelmed. His monstrous form was covered in wounds, losing more and more energy, burning with pain. His eyes widened as he realized he might not be able to fulfill his lord’s promise.
"No... No...! I cannot lose...! All my life, I have fought and fought and fought! I am Akechi Mitsuhide! The Crimson Blade! THE SCARLET VIPER!!! SHYAAAAAHHHH!"
He roared, channeling whatever power he could muster. A giant snake emerged from his aura, hissing at everyone. A powerful shockwave pushed the group back, trying to help him break free from the domain.
Everyone knew that if he succeeded, everything would return to the beginning. They simply could not allow that.
"Don’t give up!"
Benladann commanded every dragon. They opened their jaws and roared, unleashing a mighty draconic cry that made the surroundings tremble constantly, shaking the entire domain and dominion.
In fact, the dominion was designed to empower all dragons inside it. Rivers of golden essence flowed into their bodies, boosting them even further.
"RAAAAAHHHHH!"
As they roared and grew stronger, the spark within their souls glowed brighter, beginning to break through its own barrier. Cracks spread everywhere and crumbled down.
Until finally...
As he fought Hajun, Drake smiled for a moment.
"I knew you would make it!"
FLASH!
The spark of golden light shifted into many colors, all the colors of the spectrum, embodying every element dragons commanded.
"UUUOOOHHHHH!"
The dragons glowed brightly. Their golden forms became even more radiant, as if made of glass. Their scales turned almost crystalline yet still metallic, reflecting various brilliant colors.
Their horns grew longer, and their crowns gained an emblem representing their element, infusing them with an evolved form of their power.
Their hybrid form between dragon and archetype had helped them reach this new level.
"{Primordial Dragon King Transformation}!!!"
"W-WHAT?!"
Mitsuhide was shocked as the dragons roared angrily and rushed toward him, giving him the beating of his life. Punches, piercing spear attacks, axe-cleaving strikes, slashing sword attacks, bombardments, and explosions of powerful burning magic, all of it at once.
"D-DAMN IT! DAMN IT ALL! DO YOU EVEN HAVE LIMITS?! DON’T YOU GET TIRED?!"
"DRAGONS HAVE NO LIMITS!"
Their souls and voices unified as one. They had reached a new realm of power. Their attacks not only tore Mitsuhide’s gigantic body but shredded his very soul, each blow ripping away a large piece.
"M-MY LORD...! NOBUNAGA-SAMAAAAAA!"
Mitsuhide attempted to hold his ground. His power was weakening, yet he concentrated on one last attack, aimed at everyone simultaneously.
"Oda... my lord... lend me the strength to die worthy..."
RUMBLE!
The dragon family gasped as the entire formation and dominion shattered in an instant. Mitsuhide’s blade fused with his phantom swords, growing to titanic size.
"{Final Fang Rebellion: Oda, Grant Me Ruin – Shūga no Hangyaku: Oda yo, Horobi o Tamaware}!!!"
TRUUUM!
From within Mitsuhide’s dying body, the figure of Oda Nobunaga manifested. His eyes glowed brightly, sending shivers down everyone’s spine.
This man... he was truly, utterly mad for his lord.
"RAAAAAHHHHHH!!!"
However, the dragons could not give up now. They roared mightily and charged toward Mitsuhide. Their auras fused into a giant katana—an imitation of Drake’s Muramasa.
Yuki and Andromeda joined them, strengthening their Soul Unification. The torso of Drake emerged, born from his family’s love and trust in him.
"{Divine Dragon Soul Aura Unification}: {Primordial Dragon King’s Blade: Muramasa}!"
The gigantic katana, made of swirling and colorful energies, clashed against Mitsuhide’s destructive crimson katana. Explosions and ripples tore through space and time, accelerating and slowing it constantly.
RUMBLE!
"Fufu... Fuahahahaha!"
Mitsuhide laughed as he realized he had run out of energy. His technique was being pushed back. He looked at the sky, remembering his life as a bloodthirsty yet loyal subordinate.
Yes... loyal. Despite how many times he had considered betraying that madman—even though his real-life counterpart had done exactly that in Japan’s history—he could never bring himself to do it in this timeline, in this recreation of Japan’s history and mythology through Zipangu.
Because his master, despite everything, always charged into battle alongside his soldiers. He was a vicious, bloodthirsty general who never hid behind his subordinates and always fought by their side.
Oda Nobunaga wasn’t just his lord like in the original Earth’s history.
No...
He was his comrade in arms.
"I face the gods and cowards alike! My blade carries regret, and my soul—rebellion! Oda! See me now! See what I became when left to bleed! Fuahahahahaha!"
Mitsuhide laughed, drawing strength from nothing, and charged toward the dragons. Muramasa began cutting through his own katana, splitting it apart.
CRAAASH!
As his katana shattered into countless pieces and the specter of Oda Nobunaga disappeared...
Akechi Mitsuhide smiled. An explosion of bright light engulfed his body and soul.
"{Eternal Pinnacle}!!!"
His family screamed, recreating one of Drake’s strongest techniques. A pillar of bright, colorful light pierced through Mitsuhide’s chest and soul, finally...
Finally ending his life.
"Fufu... they were truly... very amusing..."
BOOOMMM!!!
Mitsuhide’s last memories flashed through his mind as his soul was torn into countless pieces. He disappeared as light engulfed him.
Yet his consciousness did not fully fade. His soul’s eyes opened. He felt the light that had burned him now gently cradling him.
All his soul fragments were gathered together as he flew through a tunnel of light.
To the Afterlife.
"You forgive my soul despite everything...? Fufu... You’re too kind for this old demon..."
He looked down at the Dragon Family one last time.
"Perhaps you did have... some honor..."
He knew they were listening in silence.
Were they mourning a monster like him?
He couldn’t help but feel flattered.
"My Lord sold his soul to gain immense power and accomplish his goals to unify a chaotic realm... But by doing so, he became the puppet of that detestable demon."
Benladann’s eyes widened.
"What?"
"I know your king is fighting Hajun... but perhaps that won’t be enough... and if they come back... please... defeat Hajun... and let my lord’s soul find eternal rest... I... implore you..."
Suddenly, a small crimson crystal fell from his body. Yuki caught it in her hand. She noticed the Decaying Goddess lying on the floor, struck by their technique, slowly regenerating.
"That is... a small fragment of what controls her... heheh... at the end I did betray him... how ironic..."
Mitsuhide’s soul vanished as he ascended to the Afterlife. Yuki and the others remained, staring at the small, cursed crystal.
FLASH!
"Where... is this leading me? Ah!"
Mitsuhide’s eyes widened as he saw several familiar faces—all his fellow generals, all those who had died for Oda Nobunaga, even the souls of countless warriors and soldiers.
They were traveling together to this Afterlife, whatever it might be.
"Everyone... I am glad to die by your side... My dear comrades... let us depart... to new lands to conquer!"
"OOOOHHHH!"
As they traversed endless light and dimensional membranes, their consciousness slowly faded. Yet Mitsuhide lingered, barely glimpsing what awaited their souls.
His soul’s eyes widened as he beheld an endless, beautiful heaven and a library filled with countless floating books, feathered wings, and golden eyes gazing down at all the arriving souls.
A giant book floated in the center. On its cover were the words "Oblivion Records".
"Welcome! You are all worthy heroic souls. One day, a child will inherit your will and use your power to protect not just their world, but the universe. Until then, sharpen your souls. Your journey is not over yet."
FLAAASH!
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