Getting a Technology System in Modern Day-Chapter 1041: The FINAL FIGHT V

“I knew he was strong, but this is way beyond my imagination,” Seraphina said, her scales standing upright, expressing her goosebumps as she watched the number of mana the emperor was outputting on the massive cube that was containing the Grand Xor’Vak increase its density with the intent of forcing him to either surrender or be crushed.

Her surprise wasn’t limited to the amount of mana the emperor was outputting, but also the strength that the Grand Xor’Vak himself had shown. It made her realize that he had made sure they all underestimated his strength and held the belief that with enough resources, they could create a powerful enough challenger to take his position.

It was clearly impossible to bridge the gap realistically based on the amount of resources an individual could consume, which, due to the limited procurement avenues, meant that even a daily limit wasn’t reached. The same couldn’t be said for the Grand Xor’Vak, who had access to them in abundance, meaning that even before these challengers were born, he was already consuming those resources to the maximum possible daily limit and never missed a single day.

Her belief that the empire providing her with resources for the past few years might be enough to bridge that gap was immediately shattered. She realized that if the Grand Xor’Vak had chosen her as the challenger, she would have definitely died without being able to fight back at all. This made it clear that the emperor, who stood toe-to-toe with and was now even overwhelming the Grand Xor’Vak with mana, was a monster, as he was only a few decades old while the other was millennia old.

“He could have crushed our entire planet if he wanted,” Birch, the creator of the light elves, said as she remembered how the creator of the dark elves attacked the emperor when he came to visit their star system for conversations between the two sides.

“Why are you reminding me of that?” Oak, the creator of the giants, said as he closed his eyes, not wanting to think about it since it would have meant he wouldn’t have gained access to all the knowledge he had the opportunity to, thanks to the empire and the emperor.

“But do you think it is enough to end the fight with just that?” Cypress, the creator of the fairies, asked, changing the topic without diverting her eyes from the one-to-one recreation of the fight they were watching from inside the private instance.

“The scales of the fight are so out of proportion that even commenting on it seems impossible. He might be able to come out of it if he repeats the same large attack, or he might not even be able to attempt anything, but we won’t know until the fight actually comes to an end. After all, I’m sure we haven’t seen the hidden cards from both sides being used, though it might be because they don’t need to or the opportunity wasn’t even given for one of them to be used,” Crabapple, the creator of the dwarves, said as he shifted the camera angle, trying to see the expression on the Grand Xor’Vak’s face.

As if to reward him for his curiosity, the moment the face was in focus, it finally had a strained expression, with the scales surrounding him starting to make a snapping sound as if they were forced to slide against one another, trying to move when there was no space to do so in the first place.

Before they could react........... POOF.

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There was a momentary pause when everyone watching saw a mist of blood. They tried to comprehend what they were seeing, wondering if they had just witnessed the so-called strongest person in the Conclave turned into a mist. Humans held themselves back from celebrating before they got confirmation, with the completely opposite feeling being held back by the Xor’Vak viewers as they wondered if they had just seen their leader being killed with their own eyes.

They wanted to celebrate, but the AI acting as the judge hadn’t yet made any announcement that the fight was over. Rather, the screen showed that it had returned to super slow motion as the massive cube started shrinking rapidly, trying to compress everything that was inside the mist, as if the mist was just a cover for something.

And they weren’t wrong. The camera instantly zoomed into the blood mist as if it were a microscope. Just when it was thought that it was an endless blood mist, the camera finally went through, revealing the Grand Xor’Vak back in his humanoid form, in the middle of lowering his hand to initiate an attack that had induced spatial fractures, making it clear that he was not dead and was still fully in the fight.

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“What was that?” Oak asked Seraphina, who didn’t seem surprised at all by what was happening.

“He went through metamorphism in a rapid state by sacrificing some of his scales in order to make it happen in an instant. The only reason our shift to humanoid and back to the draconic form takes long is because we need to realign our scales to fit the form we are trying to turn into. But if you want to skip all of that, you can just discard some of the scales, which removes the delay caused by realignment.

But it is an extreme choice, since it means that if you turn back to the draconic form, you are going to be vulnerable to attacks that were previously being passively defended by the scales, a large portion of which you just discarded,” Seraphina explained without peeling her eyes from the fight. She knew that what happened next was going to determine the direction of the fight, since it seemed like the emperor was still holding the upper hand.

“So it means that he was forced to make an extreme move that risked his scales, meaning the emperor has the upper hand?”

“I don’t know, because if he resorted to that, it means it was a worthy sacrifice for whatever he had in mind.” Just as Seraphina said that, the same highlight that came as a precursor to spatial fractures appeared inside the cube, making it clear that it was going to be broken if such an attack was allowed to materialize.

“But wasn’t the cube absorbing all of the mana?”

“It was doing so through the tight contact it had over the entire body, which it now didn’t have since it is still in the middle of adjusting its size to match the smaller body,” answered Birch. The empty space was still being enclosed, but the speed at which it was happening was slower than the Grand Xor’Vak’s movements, meaning if things remained as they were, the attack was going to arrive first, before the cube could adjust.