My attributes are increasing infinitely Chapter 383: Killing the hunter

Ethan remained standing amidst the swirling gray debris, his grip tightening around the hilt of his weapon.

The fabric of reality did more than just distort as the Sword of Infinity manifested completely; it fractured. A specific frequency hummed from the blade, vibrating in perfect resonance with the foundational layers of existence.

In a heartbeat, a violent shift occurred in Ethan’s aura. His presence, previously anchored at the peak of the Primordial Realm, surged upward like a crashing wave. It surged past the Genesis Realm without pause, piercing straight into the Axiom Dominion Realm.

"Your marrow," Ethan remarked, his voice echoing with a strange dual resonance, resembling a celestial choir joined by the roll of thunder, "will serve perfectly to enhance my artifact. Now, be a dutiful child and surrender your life before your Sovereign."

The being occupying Rafael’s form narrowed its gaze. While the mockery in Ethan’s tone was biting, it was the title of Sovereign that caused the creature to recoil instinctively.

"Drawing power from a mere tool does not grant you divinity, brat," the entity spat.

"Let us put that theory to the test against a god," Ethan countered.

"Body of the Supreme One. Activate."

A towering column of holy white light erupted from Ethan’s frame. As the radiance dissipated, Ethan’s form had been transfigured.

A crown of crystalline brilliance sat upon his brow. His complexion shimmered with a pearlescent luster, and his eyes had become twin vortices of silver flame. He gazed down at the inverse entity not with malice, but with the dispassionate, freezing stare of a magistrate delivering a final verdict.

A chill the entity hadn't felt in millennia washed over it. The self-assured smile on Ethan’s face wasn't a facade; it was the look of a predator that had already tasted its prey's blood.

"Let us begin this dance, O inverse being," Ethan murmured. "Shall we?"

Ethan didn't wait for a reply.

He drove the heel of his boot into the earth with immense force.

"Ultimate Domain."

A wave of translucent energy surged outward at the speed of thought. It didn't halt at the horizon; instead, it carved out a colossal spherical void, severing the two of them from the rest of the cosmos. Within this isolated space, Ethan applied a second layer of authority.

The Law of Entropy.

The sky within the domain shifted to a bruised, dark purple. The stars vanished from sight. The atmosphere grew heavy, thick with the scent of simultaneous decay and rebirth.

The entity tried to back away, only to collide with an unseen wall. Its eyes widened in shock.

"A severed dimension? You’ve trapped us inside?"

"No," Ethan corrected him with chilling calm. "I have trapped you inside. I am merely the host presiding over your funeral."

The hunter’s expression contorted as the visage of Rafael began to crack and peel away like desiccated paint.

"Boy, I intended to end you quickly," the creature growled. "I planned to show mercy. But you leave me no choice but to demonstrate why I am feared as Rozers the Executioner."

Rozers snapped his fingers.

Rafael’s physical form disintegrated outward. In its place emerged a nightmare. Rozers possessed a face that was hauntingly beautiful, yet sharp and cold as ice. Four massive wings of obsidian tore through his back, casting sweeping shadows. Six majestic horns curved from his forehead, resembling a crown made of thorns.

The overwhelming aura of a true Axiom Dominion exploded. The ground beneath them crumbled into dust under the sheer weight of his presence.

"You shall face the fury of an Executioner!" Rozers bellowed.

The conflict didn't start with physical motion, but with the total collapse of space itself.

Moving like a living shadow, Rozers manifested a scythe crafted from Condensed Nothingness. He swung the weapon, targeting Ethan’s very soul.

Ethan parried the blow with the Sword of Infinity.

The resulting shockwave from the collision stripped away the topmost layer of the terrain.

Clang!

"You possess remarkable strength for a child of the inverse world," Rozers snarled, his four wings flapping violently to stir up corrosive gales. "But your physical body is a prison. It cannot sustain this level of power for long."

"My body is a temple," Ethan responded without emotion.

He twisted the Sword of Infinity, discharging a torrent of radiant Creation Energy.

"And you are the filth I am purging from it."

Ethan then triggered the ultimate technique he had just forged from the Law of Entropy.

"Sovereign’s End. Total Decay."

He funneled five percent of the Law of Entropy into his blade. The sword turned an absolute, pitch black, as if light itself was terrified to touch the metal. With one slash, ripples of entropy tore through the air. Whatever they brushed against didn't just break; it lost the fundamental concept of existing.

Rozers watched in horror as the edges of his obsidian wings began to fray. He was stunned. Usually, physical matter from the positive world was useless against his nature, and his inverse status made him immune to standard attacks.

However, Ethan’s Law of Entropy flowed from the same origin as his own strength.

It was the singular force capable of wounding him.

"You have pushed me to this!" Rozers shrieked, his eyes glowing a deep blood red.

He snapped his fingers once more, pointing them directly at his own heart.

"Thalor Mandate Bloodline. Activate!"

Rozers’ aura multiplied exponentially. He forcibly broke past the constraints of the Axiom Dominion Realm, grazing the boundary of the realm that lay beyond. His skin began to split under the pressure, unable to hold the massive energy. Black blood began to weep from his eyes.

"Hahaha!" Rozers cackled with madness. "You are doomed! Even if this vessel perishes, I will pull you into the Void with me!"

"Null Expanse of Stillness!"

Rozers unleashed his own domain. A tide of absolute silence and frozen movement rushed toward Ethan. This authority was designed to seize the heart, bind the soul, and bring time itself to a standstill.

Ethan felt the grip of death tightening. His limbs grew heavy. The crystalline crown on his head flickered. For the first time in a long era, the icy breath of the end brushed against his skin.

But simultaneously, within Ethan’s inner dimension, a different struggle was taking place.

The Creation Lotus, his primary tool for devouring entropy, began to falter under the weight of the encroaching Stillness. Sensing the threat, it tried to retreat into itself to shield its core.

Ethan’s energy levels plummeted at the most critical moment.

Then, the World Tree reacted.

The ancient, silent tree that had stood as an eternal companion within Ethan’s inner world suddenly surged. Its massive, glowing roots didn't strike the Lotus; they merged with it.

The World Tree had already fused with Ethan’s Infinite Source. It was no longer just a plant; it was the very spine of his existence.

Its roots burrowed deep into the Lotus, forcing the flower to remain open.

It was a moment of divine convergence.

The World Tree served as the anchor.

The Lotus became the engine.

The inner dimension stabilized instantly. A fresh tide of golden-green energy flooded through Ethan’s Meridians. It carried the unyielding vitality of the Tree and the infinite flexibility of the Lotus.

Back on the field of battle, Ethan’s eyes snapped open.

Rozers’ Stillness was mere inches from his chest.

"I am the Sovereign," Ethan whispered.

He didn't swing his blade.

He simply stepped forward.

With the fusion of the World Tree and Creation Lotus complete, Ethan’s mastery over Entropy reached a new height. He grasped a fundamental truth.

Stillness was nothing more than a lesser manifestation of Entropy.

He reached out and grabbed the edge of Rozers’ Null Expanse with his bare hand.

Crrrk.

The domain shattered like fragile glass.

Rozers gasped, coughing up dark blood. "Impossible. How can you touch my mandate?"

Ethan offered no answer.

He drove the Sword of Infinity straight through Rozers’ chest.

The Law of Entropy flooded the Executioner’s body. Rozers didn't just die; he unraveled. His wings turned to ash. His horns crumbled away. His once-striking face melted into a void of nothingness.

"What... kind o...f law is this?" horror filled his fading eyes.

Ethan cast the remains into his inner dimension to nourish the lotus and harvest the marrow, along with pure divine energy to fuel his further evolution.

The Sword of Infinity faded away. Hovering before him was the heavy, thrumming Primordial Astral Marrow—the distilled essence of the being he had just annihilated.

He reached out and took hold of it.

"Nini," Ethan said, his voice a blend of exhaustion and victory. "We have the components. It’s time to evolve the Space Cube."