Novel Full Chapter 607: A Proper Climb
Chapter 607: A Proper Climb
The wind near the summit of King’s Mountain no longer sounded like wind.
It sounded like a war.
Nine thousand eight hundred kilometers above the base, the atmosphere itself had become violent. The sky churned with violet storm clouds so dense that lightning crawled across them continuously like veins of living electricity. The clouds were not below anymore.
They were everywhere.
The mountain pierced through them like the tip of a colossal spear.
What little terrain remained was a network of knife-thin ridges twisting upward toward the summit spire. Black stone formations jutted outward at impossible angles, forcing climbers to weave through jagged corridors of rock and storm.
The summit was visible now.
Only two hundred kilometers away.
But King’s Mountain was not finished.
The storm exploded.
The cloud layer beneath the ridge tore open and something massive surged upward.
Then another.
And another.
More than sixty monsters burst into the sky at once.
Tier-10 Storm Dragons.
Tier-9 Lightning Manticores.
Colossal thunder beasts made entirely of condensed lightning that stretched hundreds of meters long.
The sky filled with wings.
The air filled with roars.
Natalia burst out laughing.
“Finally! The mountain’s trying!”
Her baton spun through the air.
The orchestra answered instantly.
Over a hundred instruments ignited around her like a constellation of weapons. Violins trembled with razor-sharp frequencies. War drums rolled like thunder. Golden resonance lines spread across the sky in spiraling patterns.
She swung the baton downward.
The entire orchestra struck.
A tidal wave of sound detonated across the storm.
The nearest flock of manticores disintegrated mid-flight, their bodies ripped apart by layered resonance that shredded wings, armor, and bone alike. The shockwave continued forward, slamming into the storm dragons behind them and scattering the entire formation across the sky.
But the swarm kept coming.
Storm dragons dove through the lightning clouds like meteors, their jaws crackling with plasma energy.
Kayla moved.
Even here, nearly ten thousand kilometers above the ground, life still answered her.
Roots burst through the mountain.
They forced their way through the black stone ridges like green serpents ripping through the skeleton of the world. Massive tendrils erupted outward and wrapped around two diving storm dragons mid-flight.
The roots tightened.
The creatures were crushed against the mountain wall with a thunderous crack.
But dozens more monsters poured through the storm behind them.
Saffa lifted both hands and laughed.
“Alright then!”
Chaotic frost erupted outward.
Purple crystalline constructs formed instantly in the sky around her. Hundreds of jagged spears rotated in violent spirals before launching forward like artillery shells.
The projectiles slammed into a flock of lightning manticores and exploded into expanding rings of freezing shockwaves. Wings snapped. Bodies froze solid before shattering against the mountain cliffs.
Above the battlefield, Galvaren descended like a falling star.
His eight storm wings expanded to their full span, lightning cascading down their edges like waterfalls of electricity.
His spear moved.
Thunder answered.
A bolt of lightning thicker than a castle tower tore through the clouds and obliterated an entire cluster of storm dragons in a single strike.
Meanwhile Velkris had already entered the swarm.
Space warped around him like a broken mirror.
Manticores suddenly found themselves flying sideways into each other as spatial distortions twisted their trajectories. Several monsters smashed together mid-air before tumbling helplessly into the storm layer below.
Alfred floated silently beside Almond.
Spectral chains formed around his arms.
With a flick of his fingers, the chains erupted outward across the sky and wrapped around three thunder beasts simultaneously. The massive creatures froze mid-flight as the chains constricted and shattered them into fragments of fading lightning.
But even this was not enough.
More monsters came.
Always more.
At least eighty now filled the sky around the summit ridge.
The battlefield had become a hurricane of claws, wings, lightning, and magic.
And in the middle of it all—
The rival team appeared.
They cut through the battlefield like a blade.
Ten figures moving in perfect formation.
Their leader surged ahead.
A towering armored warrior wielding a black gravity hammer the size of a small siege engine.
He launched himself into the swarm and swung once.
The hammer struck the air.
Gravity collapsed.
The entire space around him imploded.
Storm dragons, manticores, and lightning beasts were crushed downward by a sudden gravitational singularity that slammed them against the mountain like insects.
Natalia whistled.
“Okay.”
“Now that’s not trash.”
Behind the hammer warrior, the rest of his team surged forward.
A silver-haired woman spun through the air while summoning rotating blades of wind that carved through monster formations like spinning guillotines.
Another fighter launched chains of violet energy that dragged storm dragons out of the sky and smashed them into the cliffs.
They climbed quickly.
Very quickly.
Fast enough that the distance between the two teams shrank rapidly.
The summit spire loomed closer.
Only one hundred kilometers now.
The rival team saw it too.
Three of them broke formation and accelerated upward toward the summit ridge.
Natalia’s eyes sharpened.
“Oh hell no.”
She flicked the baton.
The orchestra condensed instantly.
Instead of spreading across the sky, the instruments aligned into a focused array behind her like a massive cannon.
She fired.
The harmonic blast ripped through the air like a collapsing star.
The leading rival climber was thrown backward across the ridge and slammed into a stone pillar.
But two others broke through the blast.
One of them unfolded blazing wings of energy and surged toward the summit like a comet.
Four rival players were now only seconds away from reaching the peak.
They just needed one more.
Almond saw it immediately.
“Push.”
His voice carried calm authority.
He moved.
The Exalted Grimblade ignited.
Violet fracture light crawled along its edge like cracks spreading through reality itself.
He swung.
Voidfracture Bloom erupted.
Ten fracture lines burst outward and spread across the sky like invisible lightning bolts.
Six charging manticores split apart instantly.
Three storm dragons were carved in half before they even realized the attack had reached them.
The path opened.
Natalia surged beside him.
Kayla followed.
Lily’s Dreadlings exploded forward in a living swarm that intercepted the next wave of monsters.
The rival team refused to slow.
Their hammer warrior launched forward again.
His weapon rose.
The air bent.
Gravity compressed into a crushing sphere above the ridge.
If that strike landed, the entire summit path would collapse.
Almond stepped forward.
Calm.
The Grimblade moved.
The fracture line met the descending hammer.
For one impossible moment the two forces collided in silence.
Then the hammer shattered.
The gravitational field exploded outward.
The armored warrior was blasted backward across the ridge before disappearing into the storm clouds below.
Natalia laughed.
“That was beautiful.”
But two rival climbers still remained near the summit.
And the mountain unleashed its final defense.
The clouds detonated.
More monsters surged upward.
Over fifty.
Lightning serpents.
Storm leviathans.
Winged thunder beasts that filled the sky like living storms.
The battlefield became chaos again.
Lily lifted both hands.
Her Dreadlings answered.
Hundreds of creatures erupted outward.
Winged hunters slammed into diving dragons.
Serpentine horrors wrapped around manticores and dragged them screaming into the clouds.
Shadow predators burst through the storm layer and ambushed lightning beasts mid-flight.
Ainen snapped his fingers.
Crimson flames spiraled across the sky.
The fire burned through monster bodies and devoured their energy, feeding directly into his reserves.
“Excellent ingredients,” he murmured calmly.
Then the path opened.
Just for a second.
Almond moved.
Natalia beside him.
Kayla rising from below.
Lily following.
Ainen close behind.
They reached the summit ridge together.
The final rival climbers lunged upward.
Galvaren landed behind them like a falling thunderbolt.
His wings detonated.
Lightning exploded across the ridge and forced the rivals backward.
Velkris twisted space again.
One climber appeared five meters to the side instead of forward.
He missed the ridge.
His body vanished into the storm below.
The final rival climber tried to leap past them.
Almond stepped forward.
The Grimblade flashed.
A single fracture line sliced through the air in front of the man.
The climber froze.
He knew exactly what that meant.
He stopped.
Five figures landed on the summit spire.
Almond.
Natalia.
Kayla.
Lily.
Ainen.
The moment their feet touched the peak—
The mountain trembled.
For a heartbeat the storm went silent.
Then the system voice thundered across the sky.
GAME OVER!
Golden light exploded from the summit.
The clouds below rolled like a vast ocean as the announcement echoed across all ten thousand kilometers of King’s Mountain.
Natalia stretched her arms and laughed into the storm wind.
“Now THAT,” she said with a satisfied grin,
“was a proper climb.”