My Talent's Name Is Generator Chapter 753 Destructive Laws

My senses extended across the area, enveloping the whole asteroid platform dominated by the Eternals in a single pass. Layer upon layer, the tower's framework revealed itself to me, its central heart laid bare without obstruction. The energy streams inside became visible, along with the desperate shifts occurring as the destruction seeped deeper.

I observed my summoned allies in action too.

Knight advanced like a shadowy void come alive, ripping apart the phantoms with brutal precision. Units that had been tightly organized moments before now lay in pieces, disintegrating quicker than they could rally. The abominations no longer posed a real threat. They fell as mere side effects, smashed, incinerated, or wiped out incidentally instead of facing proper combat.

The Feran troops had come to a halt.

The Eternal warriors who had been advancing on them just seconds earlier were now shattering their lines, forsaking the frontline completely as they hurried back to their stronghold. Protection had overtaken attack. Staying alive had supplanted dominance.

I pinpointed the functioning portals scattered throughout the platform, spatial tethers vibrating as they readied urgent backup waves.

I refused to let that happen.

A distortion in space emanated from my position. The portals imploded silently, the fabric of space creasing closed as though they had never been there.

Then the alert appeared.

The System's voice had grown routine by now.

A quest for Merit Points.

Wipe out phantoms and abominations.

Seal the rift.

Seize the Eternal.

A soft laugh escaped me.

"Fine," I whispered. "This time, I'll capture him."

I looked toward the ruined tower and the chaotic motions inside it.

"And I'll gift him to you."

The structure at my back trembled, chunks of broken rock and warped steel sloughing off as the Eternal broke loose. He covered the gap in a flash and stopped right in front of me, silver symbols still pulsing over his body.

He resembled Ash perfectly. His strength matched too.

The identical lean, exact frame. The identical dull gray hide. The identical blank visage encircled by that eerie calm typical of his race. Even the obsidian, glassy gaze echoed my past memories.

A deep murmur rose from me.

While examining him, my Executor's Halo awakened, a keen tension mounting at the borders of my mind, ready to impose its will. Power pushed against its limits, the very fabric of existence tilting ahead expectantly. I held it in check. The timing wasn't right yet.

The Eternal lacked such restraint.

His presence boiled fiercely, erratic and hostile, silver power leaking out as his control splintered. I sensed it sharply now, the lone obsession fueling him.

He craved my demise.

The Eternal struck first.

Reality cracked as he blinked out of sight, materializing to my flank with a weapon already shaped in his grasp. When my awareness grazed it, I understood it was a formation of packed Destruction encasing a blade-like nucleus. Not forged from steel. It was nothingness honed to a point. He slashed abruptly, the curve slashing the emptiness aimed at my throat.

I drew upon my recently gained law of sealing.

The area ahead of me warped as symbols emerged and clamped down right away, the slash crashing against an unseen barrier and shattering into a fierce burst of silver shards. The recoil warped the Eternal's stance for the briefest instant.

That sufficed.

Down below, Ragnar barreled through yet another group of abominations, smashing forms into charred wreckage. Their tainted essence poured over the asteroid's face in heavy flows, hissing softly upon touching split rock.

I grasped for it.

The essence obeyed.

It wrenched away from the surface in elongated, whipping threads, ascending like reversed downpour. Scores of dark red-black strips leaped high, intertwining in the air, solidifying beneath my command into spiked spears.

I directed.

They assaulted the Eternal from the rear, from underneath, from directions ignoring his view. He countered at once, Destruction igniting as he spun, cleaving three spears in one turn. The cut essence didn't drop.

It shifted.

The bits reformed while airborne, growing denser, twisting about his arms and legs like animated bonds. The essence wasn't pure. It bore taint, defiance, craving. It resisted him even while he sought to annihilate it.

His presence swelled.

The weapon he held glowed brighter as he merged Destruction with his armament law, the tip howling as it slashed wide in a sweeping surge. Essence vaporized beneath the blow, turned to dust and mist.

I sealed once more. His weapon this round.

Symbols blazed around his blade and gripped it, right away dulling it by trapping the Destruction law inside.

The expanding force crumpled inward, the ruinous pulse reversing and bursting pointlessly at his back. His gaze shifted to me for the initial time with a hint of annoyance.

He attempted to phase away.

The effort collapsed.

The region surrounding him was already locked down, stacked and bolstered prior to his choice to shift. He collided with the limit like a caged missile, Destruction and deathmist sparking futilely against total rejection.

I pressed forward.

Additional essence lifted from the ground, denser now, weightier, coiling about my limb and crafting a rough glove. I didn't form it with care. I packed it until it could fracture against Destruction instead of melting away.

I swung.

The impact lacked speed.

It landed on his torso carrying the burden of piled carnage, essence bursting out on contact, spraying over his form and sticking fast. He reeled backward, silver presence wavering.

I lifted my free hand.

Barriers stacked across his figure, sequence by sequence. Then the essence rushed and started encasing him in a shell.

The Eternal bellowed, deathmist erupting chaotically as he battled enclosure.

I approached steadily, without haste.

"There's no need to struggle," I said softly. "I'm not even trying hard yet."

 The shell sealed him entirely, thick enough that his presence faded from sense.

Symbols kindled over its exterior.

Binding patterns meshed together in succession, space anchored. Each bid for Destruction within got quenched before taking shape.

The shell throbbed once.

Then fell motionless.

I dropped my hand to my side and looked elsewhere, interest already fading.

The Eternal was secured.

That was the key point.

I swept my focus over the battlefield a final time and sensed it plainly, battles of this scale required no real strain anymore. Grade-four rifts turned into dull hurdles. Phantoms dropped after one or two clashes at worst, whereas abominations scarcely deserved personal attention now, their forms crumbling under the raw force of my summons' aura.

I connected with Aurora.

'Are you sensing anything watching us?'

A short delay. Then her response returned, calm.

'No. Not this time.'

I queried the rest too. The replies matched everywhere.

So that lead chilled once more. I had been aiming to pinpoint our hidden observer.

I spotted Steve and North briefly. Their presences had grown denser, ranks rising swiftly after their advancements. This location had fulfilled its role.

"All right," I announced, words projecting clearly. "Pack it up. The Ferans have already contacted their headquarters."

Gradually, my summons withdrew, retreating from the wrecked platform. The Feran ranks were in total withdrawal, lines dissolving as they rushed to salvage what remained.

I lifted my hand.

Essence stirred.

The emptiness itself appeared to elongate, emerald flows arriving from distant spots beyond the rival strongholds, merging toward me in twisting, elongated paths. My generator nucleus reacted similarly, purple Essence flowing out, compact and directed. The dual powers collided before my fingers, squeezing smaller and smaller until they shaped an orb barely bigger than my skull.

The hues clashed against one another, emerald and purple clashing until they blended into a profound, volatile brown that shone from deep inside.

Steve materialized next to me, gaze locked on it. "That's going to—"

I inclined my head once. "Yes. Go."

The orb launched ahead and impacted the tower's foundation.

It didn't detonate right away.

It burrowed.

The brown radiance seeped into the build, coursing through the tower and the asteroid below like fiery channels. Fissures spread rapidly, the whole bulk illuminating from within.

Then I uttered gently.

"Explode."

The orb swelled.

BOOM!

The tower disappeared in the first instant, obliterated utterly. The asteroid came next, fracturing in a quiet, savage torrent, splitting into countless radiant shards that flung into the emptiness, still smoldering brown internally as they floated away.

And I received several alerts as my levels started to rise.