Chapter 481 - 481: Invasion [47]

[World Partition] (Active – SSS)

Description:

The user asserts sovereign dominion over local space, fracturing the battlefield into multiple overlapping dimensional strata. All entities within the designated radius are forcibly redistributed across parallel spatial layers that coexist within the same coordinates but remain completely isolated from one another.

Entities separated by partition cannot perceive, communicate with, or physically interact across layers unless they possess equivalent or superior spatial authority.

The user retains absolute traversal rights and may freely shift between layers at will.

Effects:

Divides the battlefield into 2–5 dimensional layers depending on mana investment.

Randomly or selectively distributes targets across separate planes.

Prevents cross-layer interference, assistance, or coordinated attacks.

Grants the user unrestricted dimensional movement between partitions.

Allows controlled collapse of a selected layer, compressing space and inflicting severe spatial damage to all entities within before reintegration.

Duration: Variable (scales with mana output).]

Cost: 1000

Restriction: Targets possessing superior dimensional authority may resist forced separation.

Note: While active, spatial manipulation efficiency increases within all partitions under the user's control.

"World Partition."

I uttered the words, and everything went silent.

Not because the sound had disappeared, but because the space around me suddenly seemed to lose its connection to the world outside. It was as though something had been severed between this place and everything beyond it, leaving the entire area suspended in a strange, unnatural stillness.

Then a crack appeared in the space beneath me.

It wasn't a crack in the ground.

It was a fracture in space itself.

From within that fracture, faint blue-white lines began to spill outward, thin at first, almost delicate, before rapidly stretching across the ground beneath me. They continued forward, climbing over the terrain and rising upward as they spread.

The lines passed over buildings and trees, wrapped around structures, crossed over enemies, and continued rising until they reached the sky.

They connected with one another as they spread, forming an enormous geometric boundary that divided the entire area into a vast enclosed space.

For a moment, it looked as though the entire battlefield had been trapped inside a gigantic glass structure.

But there was no glass.

Nothing physical had appeared.

It was the space itself that had been partitioned.

And then the real effect began.

The battlefield began to separate.

Or rather, I began separating it.

Since I had dominion over this place, I could manipulate the space within my partition and divide the figures inside it into different dimensional strata, separating enemies from allies without physically moving a single one of them.

I started with Zarah.

I had already sensed her being held by the neck by one of the enemies, and the sight alone made my blood boil. I focused on her position and issued the command, forcing the space around her to shift.

Zarah's body immediately began to flicker.

For the goblin holding her, it happened so suddenly that he didn't even have time to react. One moment she was in his grasp, and the next, her form blurred and vanished from his hands.

He was left standing there with his fingers still curled around empty air, staring at the spot where she had been with a look of complete confusion.

My attention shifted to Raghul.

He was preparing to kill Flogga and the goblins sheltering behind her. I could feel the danger surrounding them, and I immediately began manipulating the space around them as well.

Then I moved on.

Battlefield after battlefield.

One group at a time.

I separated the enemies from my goblins, forcing them into different dimensional layers within the partition.

It wasn't as simple as moving them.

I had to maintain the partition while simultaneously determining where each individual belonged, making sure I didn't accidentally separate my own people or place an enemy inside a layer occupied by an ally.

The strain was enormous.

My mana began dropping at an alarming rate.

I could feel the drain throughout my body as the skill continued consuming more and more energy to maintain the enormous spatial structure I had created.

But I didn't care.

I pushed through the exhaustion and continued until every battlefield had been accounted for.

Moments later, it was done.

Five distinct layers now existed within my partition.

Two belonged to the enemies.

Three belonged to my allies.

Now I could deal with each side without worrying about my people being caught in the crossfire.

I dove into one of the layers.

The moment I entered, my attention immediately locked onto Zarah.

She was lying on the ground, completely unmoving.

For a split second, my heart tightened. Then, in a blink, I was beside her.

Her eyes opened slightly when she sensed my presence.

"Chief... you're here."

I didn't waste time responding.

I hurriedly opened one of the healing potions I carried and poured the contents into her mouth, making sure she swallowed before lowering the bottle. The potion immediately began working, restoring some of the damage throughout her body, but it was obvious that one potion wasn't going to be enough.

She had taken far too much damage.

I grit my teeth.

Whoever had done this to her was going to regret it.

I was going to fuck that bastard up.

But first, I needed to make sure she survived.

"Let's get you some help," I said, carefully lifting her into my arms.

Zarah looked as though she wanted to say something, her lips parting slightly, but she was too exhausted to force the words out.

I tightened my hold around her and immediately dove into another layer.

As I left the previous layer behind, I collapsed it, as maintaining five separate layers was draining my mana far too quickly, and there was no reason to keep a layer active after everyone inside it had been dealt with. By collapsing the empty layer, I could recover a small amount of the energy tied up in maintaining it and extend the duration of the remaining partitions.

*

Gobbo, Dribb, Veyra, Doro, and Sheera froze mid-movement, their weapons still raised as they stared at the space where the undead orcs had been fighting them only moments earlier.

The enemies were simply gone.

There had been no retreat, no sudden movement, and no indication that the undead had been destroyed. One moment they had been charging toward them, and the next, the entire group had disappeared as though someone had erased them from the battlefield.

"What the hell?!" Dribb exclaimed, lowering his axe slightly as he looked around. "Where did they all go?"

Nobody had an answer.

The others exchanged confused glances, each of them trying to make sense of what had just happened. Then, without warning, a figure suddenly appeared before them.