[Retreat! You must not allow him to wound you again!]
Sunny severed the ocean of clawed limbs rending at his armor, and frowned beneath the visor of his black helmet.
[Why? He's.. he is losing.]
Cassie answered in a tense, concerned tone: [He is deceiving you. This battle is a ruse.]
"That damn bastard..."
The onslaught of attacks Sunny unleashed upon Asterion ceased, and he summoned the grounded battle style of Saint, switching to impregnable defense instead.
Cassie continued:
[He knows that he cannot defeat us, so he is using the battle against you and Nephis to assimilate your lineages. He has already absorbed the lineage of Sun God, and now... now, he is trying to absorb yours. He still believes that you are the heir of Shadow God!]
Sunny's frown deepened, and as the monstrous chimera descended upon him in the frenzy of insatiable hunger, he took a step back.
Asterion believed that once he absorbed Sunny’s lineage, he would become a true incarnation of Divinity — the heir of all six gods. And just like fragments of the Weave enhanced each other as more of them were collected, embodying the complete lineage of the primordial Flame would make him a being whose power and potential nobody knew.
However...
What would happen if he absorbed the lineage of Weaver, instead?
Sunny did not know. Blood Weave had devoured the drop of Shadow God's ichor once, so if Asterion stole it, he could very well end up being destroyed and devastated. Or... he could become incomparably more powerful, having fed the Weave five more Divine Lineages and therefore making it that much stronger.
In any case, Sunny could not allow Weaver's lineage to fall into Asterion's hands.
A lineage that had to be forgotten, falling into the hands of an immortal being whose existence spread like a plague? That was a recipe for disaster.
That was a path to the end of existence.
To think that they almost allowed it to happen...
His expression darkened.
[How did you even find out?]
Cassie remained silent for a moment, then answered quietly:
[It's Mordret. He read it in the Dreamspawn's mind... if he weren't on our side, if he wasn't whole again, and if he hadn't challenged the Dreamspawn to a soul duel, we would have never known. The Dreamspawn would have stolen your Lineages and fled with them.]
Sunny smiled.
So countless coincidences had to happen to thwart Asterion’s sinister backup plan. Fate... was truly working against him.
[Alright. I'll retreat.]
Sunny could not continue this battle...
But that didn't mean that the battle was over.
Because he was connected to Nephis now, and even if he removed himself from the clash against Asterion, he could still contribute to the Dremspawn's demise by becoming Neph’s strength.
The Jade Titan collapsed into a torrent of darkness, and a radiant figure rose from it, wielding an incandescent blade.
That blade pierced into the very heart of the hideous chimera, incinerating its hungry heart.
At the same time, in the Soul Sea of the fallen Sovereing, Mordret pierced Asterion's chest with his hand, grabbing his heart and rending it out with cold ruthlessness reflected in his mirror-like eyes.
And at the same time, Cassie finally erased the memory of Asterion from the mind of his last human thrall.
The monstrous chimera convulsed.
Sunny felt the Will of the Dreamspawn reaching a breaking point.
It all happened fast after that.
Asterion still struggled ferociously against his enemies, but it was of no use.
His authority grew light like a feather, failing to bend the world to his will. His monstrous body grew weak.
His power was dwindling, and his presence was diminishing...
Until he resembled no more than a shadow of his former self.
It was then that Sunny activated the [Chain] enchantment of the Curse.
In the past, he had used it to prevent himself from being destroyed.
But it had a different use, as well...
It was also meant to bind his enemies.
A shadow of a chain rose from Neph's shadow, and bound the shadow of the hideous chimera like an inescapable vice. The monstrous mountain of flesh grew still and then rippled, collapsing into a flood of ash. Soon enough, the wind dispelled the ash, and only a human figure was left in its wake, bound and kneeling on the shattered glass. Nephis assumed her human form, while Sunny rose from her shadow. Moments later, Mordret stepped out of the reflections, sparing them an aloof glance. The three of them stood above Asterion, who was straining hopelessly to free himself of the black chain.
In the end, he looked at them and smiled, powerless fury burning in his eyes.
"Do you... really think you've defeated me?" Asterion laughed.
"Ah, Anvil and Ki Song thought so, too..."
The furious gaze of his golden eyes fell on Nephis, and his smile widened.
"And Broken Sword thought that he could not be defeated. But who was laughing in the end?"
Sunny glanced at the bound Sovereign with quiet menace nestling in his dark eyes. "What is there to laugh about, bastard?"


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