My Talent's Name Is Generator Chapter 825 Contract Nullification

The red slash refused to dissipate following the first impact. It advanced relentlessly, scraping fiercely against the plummeting golden finger amid savage friction. Up in the heavens, the clashing powers resembled battling currents, with neither side backing down right away. Thick waves of scarlet glow thrust upward as heavy streams of golden brilliance cascaded downward, each force striving to devour its rival. The atmosphere quivered from the confrontation, while the finger's exterior undulated at the spot where the energy edge carved into it.

Cracks propagated over the golden formation, yet the skies overhead reacted swiftly. The rift stretched even wider, unleashing a more concentrated deluge of golden illumination that enveloped the finger like added support. The force grew fiercer, shoving back at my slash in an effort to submerge it with overwhelming quantity.

The tension hit me hard.

Almost every bit of my Essence had poured into that blow already. My pathways still scorched from the abrupt depletion, and Prarambh vibrated in my hold as if craving beyond what I dared to offer.

Suddenly, amid that fierce battle, a system panel appeared before my eyes.

It blinked briefly, its words somewhat garbled as though fighting for sharpness.

[@#%# contract exist with the System]

[Nullify]

[Yes]

[No]

Right there in the heat of combat, comprehension struck.

The golden manifestation wasn't just an assault. It served as enforcement. Some contract provision buried deep in the System's core rules had activated, and the finger represented its fulfillment.

My hold on Prarambh clenched tighter. Doubt never crossed my mind.

"Yes," I declared.

As soon as the choice solidified, the blade responded.

The scarlet streak down its middle blazed into vivid crimson again, but this surge didn't sap my stores any further. Rather, a different change occurred. The golden glow encasing the finger spasmed wildly, like its protective shell had been peeled off.

The System's influence over the formation started to disintegrate.

The solid golden sheath that had bolstered the finger broke apart into scattered threads of light that dispersed into the heavens. Deprived of that anchoring coat, the projection lost its unity. My crimson slash drove ahead without obstruction.

The energy blade sliced straight through the structure.

The enormous finger divided into halves. The sections parted along the strike's path. Gravity seized them. The chopped pieces tumbled toward the enclosed city beneath.

Before those chunks could plummet too far, I thrust both palms out and summoned several devouring whirlpools overhead. Shadowy funnels emerged in the sky, broad and ravenous. They yanked at the descending golden chunks, ripping them into flows of pure power.

The debris broke down in mid-fall, sucked into the whirlpools as elongated bands of dimming glow.

The consumed power channeled straight to the generator heart. Essence flooded back into my pathways, replenishing vigor at a rapid pace. The void from the prior attack refilled gradually, the heat in my center easing as renewal took hold.

Overhead, the split sky mended fully.

The golden aura disappeared. No further aid arrived, and silence descended on the area.

Prarambh's glow softened step by step, the crimson tint in its core reverting to silver while the devouring funnels shut down sequentially. The final traces of golden power got refined and taken in.

I eased the sword down and commanded Prarambh to return to the Dawn Core. The weapon melted from my fingers in a subtle gleam, slipping back to its spot on the ascending metal landmass inside.

Beneath me, the aged Naga stayed kneeling, gazing up as if he'd seen a corpse revive.

"How can this be," he whispered, tone empty.

A subtle grin pulled at my mouth. "Even I don't fully grasp it. I just swung my sword, and that was it."

His head jerked side to side. "No… no, no. Impossible. We struck a pact with the System. No…" His cry escalated into a shattered yell. "No!"

I lunged ahead and slammed my foot directly into his features. The blow whipped his skull rearward and flung his frame to the dirt with devastating might. The soil buckled under him, sending clouds of debris and shattered rock flying.

Before he could even try to recover, I struck once more. In the blink of an eye, I loomed above and locked the area encircling his damaged form. It stayed trapped in a static position, incapable of twitching even a digit.

"I'll return," I stated calmly. "Just stay put for a few moments."

With no more to say, I rocketed skyward.

I climbed far over the barricaded city and halted, floating freely in the breeze. For an instant, I shut my eyes and directed my senses inward.

Inside the Dawn Core, the secret inner island throbbed softly. The scarlet link Amun had implanted in me lay there, wrapped around my essence's heart. I summoned it without a sound.

The chain stirred.

A wave emanated from my frame, traversing the planet's dimensional weave.

It happened quickly. I sensed it.

A hidden realm housing the world core.

I snapped my eyes open.

With one stride, I warped space and reached the veiled edge. The atmosphere ahead wavered slightly, exposing a fragile barrier dividing the external realm from the secret room beyond.

I reached out and pushed ahead.

The barrier split open.

Without pause, I crossed over.

Past the barrier, the area transformed into a shadowy void akin to prior world cores I'd faced. The air hung heavy and still, choked with deathmist that twisted in dense coils. At the heart hovered the six-sided world core, spinning leisurely on a upright pivot. Its panels gleamed dark and steely, every side carved with stacked runes that throbbed dimly amid the haze.

Deathmist streamed into it in constant flows, fueling its turn.

I skipped idle inspection.

I stretched my palm and triggered the Abyss Core. The deathmist reacted at once, ripped from the void in fierce torrents as it got swallowed and pulled inside me. The murky haze contracted swiftly, yanked from the hexagonal core and devoured prior to renewal. In exchange, I unleashed violet Essence.

The void altered.

The formerly shadowy core lit up as violet force inundated its pathways. The spin stuttered momentarily, then steadied beneath my command. The runes on its panels altered hue, changing from muted black to subtle violet streaks as my Essence supplanted the deathmist in its makeup.

In mere seconds, the world core escaped Hollow Star's grasp.

It obeyed me now.

Beyond, the impact struck right away. A violet undulation radiated from the core across the planet's dimensional grid. It swept through layers of rock, seas, skies, and settlements alike.

Then data started pouring in. The bond fully linked, and the world laid bare.

Urban areas bloomed in my mind, sequence by sequence. I spotted zones where various peoples mingled closely, seeming harmonious on the surface. Yet as my probe deepened, the harsh reality sharpened.

Rage built gradually inside me.