Returning to the Mysterious Era-Chapter 663 - First Time Im This Stuffed

Crack!

A terrifying radiance of white energy surged out of the Totem King's body. The three resplendent rings on his broad chest spun clockwise rapidly. The speed kept rising, as if he were about to explode and come apart.

Totem King Kassares's final remnant of Will slipped into madness. At that moment, he had only one thought: to drag Cassius and Blood Vulture Dominator Fist to die with him! Even if they did not die, he would make them pay a grievous price.

"You want me to fall!?" Then go to hell with me!!!"

Scree!

A red light exploded from the earth. Blood Vulture Dominator Fist turned and plunged into the pillar of light. At the same time, the Golem who had grappled the Totem King launched a final strike, driving the Thorn Sonic Death Armament into his skull. The power of the Southern Dipper's three forces, fused as one, crushed all before it.

Boom! Bang, bang, bang...

A horrific explosion erupted as white light expanded like an exploding star. Its corona swallowed everything around. Air, clouds, mountains, and the scarred earth alike fused into one in a sacrificial blast of energy.

Voooom...

They turned into white ash. A shockwave like that of a nuclear bomb rippled over the black mountain range, drawing the attention of countless dark creatures. They stopped gnashing fangs and halted bloody brawls to raise their heads. They saw vast ripples that warped the clouds and twisted the light of the Blood Night. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

An unprecedented aura erupted like a supernova, making every dark creature feel a terror deep in their bones. Some beasts, frightened out of their wits, even had their vitals rupture and fell dead to the ground.

But in the next second, that aura ebbed away. It was as if it had never appeared at all. Ordinary dark creatures did not know or understand what it meant for an Ultimate Dark Form's aura to flare and vanish so quickly. Nor did they grasp the significance of the aura's owner, Totem King Kassares.

However, the other Ultimate Dark Forms understood perfectly. Almost the instant the Totem King fell, some mighty, mountain-sized beings raised their heads in shock in several hidden and horrific places. Cruel eyes turned into overwhelming astonishment with a trace of nameless fear!

"Totem King Kassares! Has...has fallen!!!!?"

"No... impossible!!!"

"Who in this world could kill him? Even Blood Vulture Dominator Fist..."

"Was it mutual destruction!?"

In an instant, all kinds of uneasy conjectures arose. All the Ultimate Dark Forms were shaken. Their Wills, that were placid for millennia, now fluctuated wildly. Totem King Kassares held an exalted rank and vast influence on the side of calamity. He and Yumila had stood as chiefs, second only to Xiadu. Now, one chief had fallen!

It was too shocking, too insane, and too demoralizing. The more one pondered, the more terrifying it was... Who had brought down the Totem King? What exactly had happened there?

Rumble... boom...

Many Ultimate Dark Forms began to rise. The terrible energies circulating within them slowly revived, and they tried to head toward the disturbance. However, some would never allow it. The Holy Fists still in good shape and those already burned nearly dry struck decisively.

All firmly pinned their foes in place. They too had sensed the fall of Totem King Kassares!

Wild joy surged and morale soared as their once-hazy Will hardened into iron. The resolve that rose after the surge of emotion was united and instant. They must not allow the Ultimate Dark Forms they held to leave or aid the Totem King's side! Humanity's fruits of victory must not rot because of them!

Therefore, even not knowing the situation, whether the one who slew the Totem King had left or whether he was safe, the Holy Fists restraining the Ultimate Dark Forms forced their foes to stay, even if it would hasten their own fall.

That was their resolve! It was the resolve to stake one's life regardless of the road ahead. The Holy Fists of humanity had come to the World of Calamity with such resolve and courage. They had fought away from home and had held on so long.

On a battlefield in a valley, a Holy Fist lowered his head as the source energy in his body turned into chains and a cage, trapping an Ultimate Dark Form. No matter how the being howled, it could not break free.

"I have done all I could... I hope all is well over there..."

At the same time, at the origin of calamity, the stellar blaze faded, revealing almost nothing remaining. Everything had been leveled.

At a glance, it looked not like a black mountain range but a vast plain. Fine white drifting sand fell slowly through the air, like boundless snow. The ground too was carpeted with a thick layer of pure white sand, which was the sheen left when life burned out.

Sss-sss-sss...

The sound of sliding sand rasped as it drifted across a ruined giant statue. It was smoking black and on one knee. It used a cracked forearm that was missing a hand to brace itself against the earth. Fine white sand settled on it, sketching hazy edges along the hard armor like a vast translucent veil.

Rumble!

The giant rose to stand tall on a single twisted, malformed leg. The other had been shattered to the root. Both arms had lost their hands. One was cracked up to the forearm and the other broken off at the upper arm. Its heavy body was riddled with holes and cracks as plates of armor fell free. Despite such grievous wounds, a humming low laugh sounded beneath the giant's helm.

"Heheheh... I did not labor to raise my body to the level of an Ultimate Dark Form in vain. My Golem Covert Martial Arts truly lives up to mimicking the near-invincible flesh of the Golem. The side effects of using the Thorn Sonic Death Armament so intensely, plus Totem King Kassares's partial self-detonation, still wasn’t enough to make my body completely collapse. This is indescribably reassuring. After this, I finally understand the limits of my physique..." Cassius reflected as he simply ignored his wounds.

As long as he did not die on the spot, he could recover quickly through life vibration energy. A moment's weakness and missing limbs counted for nothing.

The Golem lifted its head and looked at the colossal figure ahead. "Kassares, you still failed to drag us to hell..."

The ruined bronze gargoyle body lay motionless, its lower half buried beneath the earth. Its upper half was smoking black. The dense totem powers on its surface had all gone dim. The three rings on its chest each bore a crack through the middle, with no aura at all. All of Kassares's life and Will had vanished from his body.

The Totem King had utterly fallen under the Southern Dipper lineage's joint assault.

"Entanglements of millennia finally draw their curtain this day..."

A small, aged figure slowly emerged before the Golem. Scarlet Qi coiled over his body. His steps faltered slightly and his voice sounded wan. Blood Vulture Dominator Fist coughed twice; his energy fluctuated and his once-overbearing aura wavered.

He peered ahead deeply, then spoke slowly.

"You are called Cassius? Good name... haha—cough, cough... a good name! I had once imagined that the Southern Dipper lineage already had successors in the surface world but I never imagined successors to this degree. To kill the Totem King is absolutely a terrifying level of achievement..."

"You cultivated my Red Falcon Fist. And the Waterbird Fist? There even seemed to be a trace of the Sonic Snake Fist... Are you someone who cultivated all three fists together? Forget it, let's put that aside. Let us leave here first. The Totem King's self-detonation just now pried open my shield. Ultimate Dark Forms will surely sense this battle. Though we killed the Totem King, our condition can only be called miserable. We should not engage in another fierce battle. Let's first find a quiet place to recuperate and speak after we recover a bit..."

When he finished, Blood Vulture Dominator Fist broke into another violent cough. Fatigue and age showed between his brows, and his blood-red Qi seemed to blur and diffuse. After millennia of battle and the frenzied clash just now, even Blood Vulture, one of the Southern Dipper's three Holy Fists, was struggling to hold on.

Indeed, had Cassius not used his Golem body to shield him from the blast, Blood Vulture Dominator Fist might have been in even worse straits.

"My state is nearing its limit, but I can still support one or two more fights." Blood Vulture continued.

He laid his cards on the table to avoid a misjudgement if they were suddenly encircled by Ultimate Dark Forms.

"As for you, you likely cannot fight even once. Your body is very badly injured, and your limbs..."

Crack... Rumble...

A silver giant hand scooped Blood Vulture Dominator Fist along with the patch of sand under his feet. Blood Vulture Dominator Fist spun around, only to see the Golem's giant hand ascending from the ground toward the clouds like a high-speed elevator.

"Hm? Wasn't your arm already..."

During the ascent, his gaze swept the Golem's whole form from feet to body to head. It was now intact and brand-new, exuding lithe strength. Newly grown armor plates glimmered faintly. Some gashes which had not healed were jetting white steam as a mysterious energy churned within. In a breath or two, a wound as long as a skyscraper healed.

This greatly surprised Blood Vulture Dominator Fist, and he asked, "Is this the Covert Martial Arts you cultivated? I could feel that although it manifested like an Ultimate Dark Form, its inner core was Covert Martial Arts. You created it? You actually tempered your body to such a degree..."

"Yes. I created it myself. It is called Golem Covert Martial Arts." Cassius replied ever-calmly. "This Covert Martial Arts gave me an incredibly powerful physique and also let me obtain a strange substance called life vibration energy. That substance can heal injuries swiftly, reaching a kind of immortality. So as long as I do not die on the spot, I can recover quickly..."

"I see! Truly a wondrous Covert Martial Arts." Standing on the Golem's palm, Blood Vulture Dominator Fist remarked emotionally. "I envy you, seeing you do not need a long time or effort to recover. Since you have recovered, what follows will be much easier..."

"No need to envy." The Golem Cassius rumbled, "The life vibration energy of the Golem Covert Martial Arts can be passed to others besides myself. Before I joined your fight with the Totem King, I had foreseen today's dire situation. So I preemptively slaughtered many dark creature tribes, turning their lives into life vibration energy. It is absolutely enough to relieve our urgent need..."

"Oh?" Blood Vulture Dominator Fist arched a white brow, quite intrigued. He felt nothing amiss about Cassius's great slaughter. Indeed, it suited his tastes. A Southern Dipper Red Falcon Fist heir ought to act as such.

Cassius gathered a vast amount of life vibration energy into his palm and passed it to Blood Vulture Dominator Fist.

"Blood Vulture, heal first. I will do something else..."

Sensing the harmless warmth of that energy, Blood Vulture immediately opened his pores. His whole body drew in the torrent of heat like a great vortex. He sat cross-legged, floating in midair. His eyes closed as his immense Qi churned.

The Golem's palm lowered and Cassius strode thunderously toward the distant body of Totem King Kassares. He was about to enjoy the richest loot of his battle!

The famed Totem King Kassares, one of the top ten among Ultimate Dark Forms! Now that he had fallen, how vast would his life vibration energy be?

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The Golem came to the Totem King's remains and, almost without hesitation, thrust both hands into its sundered body. A domineering life magnetic field descended, brazenly plundering the Totem King's life vibration energy. A sense of fullness, like oil coating every cell, grew stronger, and Cassius savored every second of it.

"This is the first time I've eaten until I'm so stuffed... Next, let me see your limits, Totem King. How much can you raise my Golem Covert Martial Arts progress?"