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Chapter 638: Voices Over the Battlefield (1) · Nov 01, 2026

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601 Chapter 601: The Dawn of a New Path 2026-11-01
602 Chapter 602: Lord Vessel (1) 2026-11-01
603 Chapter 603: Lord Vessel (2) 2026-11-01
604 Chapter 604: Broken Vessel (1) 2026-11-01
605 Chapter 605: Broken Vessel (2) 2026-11-01
606 Chapter 606: Pure Vessel (1) 2026-11-01
607 Chapter 607: Pure Vessel (2) 2026-11-01
608 Chapter 608: Pure Vessel (3) 2026-11-01
609 Chapter 609: The Legendary Vessel 2026-11-01
610 Chapter 610: The Red Moon’s Descent (1) 2026-11-01
611 Chapter 611: The Red Moon’s Descent (2) 2026-11-01
612 Chapter 612: Threads of Destiny 2026-11-01
613 Chapter 613: War of Schism (1) 2026-11-01
614 Chapter 614: War of Schism (2) 2026-11-01
615 Chapter 615: War of Schism (3) 2026-11-01
616 Chapter 616: Rebirth in Gold 2026-11-01
617 Chapter 617: The Hero Emerges 2026-11-01
618 Chapter 618: Crimson Benediction 2026-11-01
619 Chapter 619: Dawn’s Final Stand 2026-11-01
620 Chapter 620: The End of Shadow and Light (1) 2026-11-01
621 Chapter 621: The End of Shadow and Light (2) 2026-11-01
622 Chapter 622: The Soul of Reincarnation (1) 2026-11-01
623 Chapter 623: The Soul of Reincarnation (2) 2026-11-01
624 Chapter 624: Surrounded by the Empire 2026-11-01
625 Chapter 625: Not Alone 2026-11-01
626 Chapter 626: Prelude to the Final Act 2026-11-01
627 Chapter 627: The Fated Descent (1) 2026-11-01
628 Chapter 628: The Fated Descent (2) 2026-11-01
629 Chapter 629: The Fated Descent (3) 2026-11-01
630 Chapter 630: The War of Three Fronts (1) 2026-11-01
631 Chapter 631: The War of Three Fronts (2) 2026-11-01
632 Chapter 632: Glimpses of a Doomed Future (1) 2026-11-01
633 Chapter 633: Glimpses of a Doomed Future (2) 2026-11-01
634 Chapter 634: The Plague of War (1) 2026-11-01
635 Chapter 635: The Plague of War (2) 2026-11-01
636 Chapter 636: Dance of the Broken Knight 2026-11-01
637 Chapter 637: From Knight to Nightmare 2026-11-01
638 Chapter 638: Voices Over the Battlefield (1) 2026-11-01
639 Chapter 639: Voices Over the Battlefield (2) 2026-11-01
640 Chapter 640: The next step (1) 2026-11-01
641 Chapter 641: The next step (2) 2026-11-01
642 Chapter 642: Frey Starlight vs Zibar (1) 2026-11-01
643 Chapter 643: Frey Starlight vs Zibar (2) 2026-11-01
644 Chapter 644: Frey Starlight vs Zibar (3) 2026-11-01
645 Chapter 645: Frey Starlight vs Zibar (4) 2026-11-01
646 Chapter 646: The Awakening 2026-11-01
647 Chapter 647: My Name is Frey Starlight 2026-11-01
648 Chapter 648: The Key of Darkness (1) 2026-11-01
649 Chapter 649: The Key of Darkness (2) 2026-11-01
650 Chapter 650: Snow Lionheart vs Geppetto’s Champion (1) 2026-11-01

Chapter 638: Voices Over the Battlefield (1)

The barren lands of the Ultras once again hosted one of the bloodiest battles yet ..

Hollows and their forces against the Empire.

Soon after, the world witnessed the fall of one of the oldest Hollows of all: Pontiff Sulyvahn.

He died ..and with him, the story that would never be told.

Only Frey Starlight, the man who slew him, knew it.

Frey finished the Pontiff swiftly, then returned to the fight as if nothing had happened.

Near the site of their duel, Frey’s friends approached the Pontiff’s corpse at a slow, wary pace.

What they found was wretched: the body ruined by Frey’s brutal technique—those relentless, lightning-fast cuts the Pontiff could do nothing to stop.

Standing over the Hollow’s remains, the former Temple students struggled to process what they had just seen.

“So this is what Frey is capable of now…” said Seris Moonlight as she descended from the sky.

She’d been nearby the whole time, ready to help the instant Frey needed her.

But he handled his foe with ease—and it was the Pontiff who would have needed saving, not Frey.

“I’ve heard a lot about him, but this is the first time I’ve seen him fight right in front of me… He really went easy on me that day,”

Frost Moonlight said with a strained smile, recalling his friendly spar with Frey.

After watching Frey fight seriously ..with the intent to kill ..Frost realized Frey had never taken him seriously at all.

“He’s grown so strong he can keep fighting right after killing a Hollow… like he’d just cut down an ordinary soldier. I can’t believe he’s the same person who was once my classmate at the Temple.”

Examining the Pontiff’s corpse, Dawn Polaris remembered the days he trained alone with Snow and Frey.

Once, he’d been their peer.

He’d always been strong ..but never out of reach.

Now, they couldn’t even grasp his shadow.

The gap had become immeasurable.

And before that overwhelming power, everyone present could only wonder:

“What did he do? What did he have to sacrifice to gain strength like this?!”

They were exhausted from battle, so they took a moment to breathe.

Strength soon returned as a soothing golden light washed over them.

Turning toward its source, they saw Uriel joining them.

“The Saint…”

“Good work, all of you. Let me bring you back to your best as thanks for what you’ve done.”

Uriel’s new golden power was far stronger than the old holy Aura ..its effects cleaner, deeper.

In moments, everyone felt themselves restored simply by basking in that radiance.

“Seeing you and Frey here… does that mean the fight against the Church is over?” Ellen White asked, coming up to Uriel as an old friend would. Uriel nodded.

“Yes. We won.”

As her words faded, thunderous explosions rolled in from every direction.

Snow Leonhart was there too, shaking the battlefield with an endless arsenal of elements.

Vermithor gleamed in his hands brighter than ever; he had become a flamboyant, terrifying war machine.

The pressure Snow gave off was anything but ordinary; everyone quickly realized he, too, had grown far stronger than before.

Even Daemon Valerion stood out ..his feral style and the way he crushed foes with his bare hands set him apart.

In these final stages of the battle ..when the ancients and the great had fallen ..

the new generation became the Empire’s main strength.

Without them, the war would have been lost long ago.

Ironically, most of them had survived the purge of the past ..

the very talents the Ultras had once tried so desperately to kill. They failed, and now they were paying for that failure.

“Our allies are strong, but they can’t win alone… so please, fight at their side,” Uriel urged, inviting everyone back into the fray.

For a moment it seemed like people like Frey and Snow could do everything by themselves.

Uriel stressed that wasn’t true.

No matter how small help may seem, it matters.

She feared their friends might feel inferior before Frey and Snow’s overwhelming power.

Seris’s reply proved otherwise.

“Don’t worry, Uriel Platini. Even if you’d said nothing, I planned to fight anyway.”

Unfurling her ice wings, Seris rose into the air again.

“Because this isn’t their war alone ..it’s ours.”

Frey, Seris ..each had their own reason to fight this war.

That had never changed.

It seemed everyone present shared Seris’s resolve, and Uriel felt relief.

They all returned to the battle, with Uriel supporting them from the rear.

Chaos deepened ..and with the Pontiff’s fall,

the Empire seized a crushing advantage.

The barren Ultras wastes, as ever, cradled one of the bloodiest clashes ..

Hollows and their hosts against the Empire.

And when Frey and Snow tore through hundreds of enemies with terrifying speed, the tide broke ..

especially once Frey plunged deep into the puppet ranks.

Slash!

With a single sweep of his blade, he triggered dozens of explosions, turning puppet bodies into shrapnel.

He was too fast. No one could stop him.

“Simon Manus! Show yourself!”

He roared it, shredding more and more puppets.

Earlier, when he spread his Aura, Frey had only sensed the Pontiff—meaning Simon hadn’t been nearby.

But that wasn’t certain.

So Frey tried to draw him out. Simon Manus could see and hear whatever his puppets saw and heard.

“I know you can hear me… Simon ..come out and face me!”

Slash!!

Leaving ruin in his wake, Frey pushed farther in.

“Do you plan to keep hiding until I smash every precious puppet you’ve made? Is that it?!”

Slash!!

“No problem then! I don’t mind!”

Slash!!

“I can fight your flimsy toys for days and they won’t even scratch me!”

Blades whirling, Frey turned the battlefield into a vast graveyard of puppets.

He could handle them all ..but somewhere inside, he was genuinely surprised by their numbers.

It was as if Simon’s puppet army had multiplied many times over since their last fight.

Simon had a grotesque method for turning people into puppets using a strange blue substance ..worse, in its way, than foul demon blood.

It was how he’d turned Clana Starlight into a puppet in the past and sicced her on Frey.

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