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Chapter 818 The Night Before the End (1) · Nov 01, 2026

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801 Chapter 801 A Smile in the Snow (1) 2026-11-01
802 Chapter 802 A Smile in the Snow (2) 2026-11-01
803 Chapter 803 Black Hole Sovereign 2026-11-01
804 Chapter 804 A Choice for Death 2026-11-01
805 Chapter 805 After Death Was Challenged 2026-11-01
806 Chapter 806 Where Empires Turn to Ash (1) 2026-11-01
807 Chapter 807 Where Empires Turn to Ash (2) 2026-11-01
808 Chapter 808 The Pursuer (1) 2026-11-01
809 Chapter 809 The Pursuer (2) 2026-11-01
810 Chapter 810 The Devouring of Death (1) 2026-11-01
811 Chapter 811 The Devouring of Death (2) 2026-11-01
812 Chapter 812 AFTER THE FALL OF DEATH (1) 2026-11-01
813 Chapter 813 After the Fall of Death (2) 2026-11-01
814 Chapter 814 Imitation (1) 2026-11-01
815 Chapter 815 Imitation (2) 2026-11-01
816 Chapter 816 Tools of War (1) 2026-11-01
817 Chapter 817 Tools of War (2) 2026-11-01
818 Chapter 818 The Night Before the End (1) 2026-11-01
819 Chapter 819 The Night Before the End (2) 2026-11-01
820 Chapter 820 The Eve of Catastrophe (1) 2026-11-01
821 Chapter 821 The Eve of Catastrophe (2) 2026-11-01
822 Chapter 822 War is a game (1) 2026-11-01
823 Chapter 823 War is a game (2) 2026-11-01
824 Chapter 824 The Tide of Black Flame 2026-11-01
825 Chapter 825 Supernova Ignition 2026-11-01
826 Chapter 826 The Lie of Existence 2026-11-01
827 Chapter 827 Against the Duke of Hell 2026-11-01
828 Chapter 828 The Truth Beyond Demons 2026-11-01
829 Chapter 829 A One-Sided Slaughter (1) 2026-11-01
830 Chapter 830 A One-Sided Slaughter (2) 2026-11-01
831 Chapter 831 The Shattering (1) 2026-11-01
832 Chapter 832 The Shattering (2) 2026-11-01
833 Chapter 833 Beyond Despair (1) 2026-11-01
834 Chapter 834 Beyond Despair (2) 2026-11-01
835 Chapter 835 The Meaning of Terror (1) 2026-11-01
836 Chapter 836 The Meaning of Terror (2) 2026-11-01
837 Chapter 837 The Meaning of Terror (3) 2026-11-01
838 Chapter 838 The Last Chain Shattered (1) 2026-11-01
839 Chapter 839 The Last Chain Shattered (2) 2026-11-01
840 Chapter 840 Nameless vs Agaroth (1) 2026-11-01
841 Chapter 841 Nameless vs Agaroth (2) 2026-11-01
842 Chapter 842 Perseverance 2026-11-01
843 Chapter 843 The Price of Salvation 2026-11-01
844 Chapter 844 Ashes That Challenged Eternity (1) 2026-11-01
845 Chapter 845 Ashes That Challenged Eternity (2) 2026-11-01
846 Chapter 846 Endless Struggle (1) 2026-11-01
847 Chapter 847 Endless Struggle (2) 2026-11-01
848 Chapter 848 Alexander Rybak 2026-11-01
849 Chapter 849 Dark Devotion 2026-11-01
850 Chapter 850 Fractured Origin (1) 2026-11-01

Chapter 818 The Night Before the End (1)

Seated atop a hill overlooking the Shadow Sect, Frey gazed into the distance with quiet composure.

His dark eyes were still—like the surface of a flawless mirror, untouched by even the faintest ripple.

At the center of each eye, a V-shaped sigil had formed, symbolizing his Void ability ...

a power that had become an inseparable part of him, active at all times.

He looked down upon the living, breathing Shadow Sect…

the place that now sheltered everything that remained of humanity.

An entire race… on the brink of extinction.

The Eyes of the Void allowed Frey to see everything within ...

the people, the streets, the buildings.

If he focused, he was certain he could even see through walls.

But he didnʼt.

Instead, he simply watched them… for a while.

In those rare moments of peace and stillness, Frey found himself recalling what the Sect had been like years ago.

How he had first entered it… drenched in his own blood.

”Back then, it was just me and those statues—

the only inhabitants of an abandoned, ancient place…”

”And now… it has become the last city of mankind.”

Frey smiled faintly as he exhaled a cloud of warm breath into the cold air.

The atmosphere was crisp… refreshing.

”It almost feels like winter has come again…”

For a moment, it truly seemed as though winter had returned.

But that wasnʼt the case.

The chill in the air did not come from nature ...

but from a human being.

From time to time, Frey would quietly observe his former companions as they trained day and night, striving to catch up.

Among them, Seris Moonlight stood out the most.

Her control over the ice element had reached an advanced level.

Her body was adorned with markings that resembled petals of frozen roses.

Her aura output was remarkably high compared to others of her generation.

”SSS-level output… but it isnʼt truly her own power.”

Frey immediately recognized the foreign force within her.

The legacy of the Moonlight lineage had somehow settled inside her body.

”Itʼs somewhat similar to my situation with Nameless… yet fundamentally different.”

It seemed that Semiramis Moonlight had chosen to remain in a spiritual state rather than a physical one, making it impossible for her to manifest like the other ancient human heroes.

Instead, she chose Seris as her vessel—

granting her immense power while leaving control entirely in her hands.

Aside from Seris, Uriel Platini was equally noticeable.

Her golden, sacred aura ... granted by the Churchʼs ancient saint radiated brilliantly.

Her strength had evolved to the point where she could heal injuries instantly and automatically,

in addition to gaining numerous offensive abilities specifically effective against demons.

”Sheʼll be a valuable asset in the coming battle… without a doubt.”

Frey continued observing the others.

Dawn Polaris, whose strange world-breaking ability had piqued his curiosity.

Selena, the witch, whose offensive power was devastating.

And Daemon Valerion, who had fused his body with a golden armor.

Then there was…

Sansa.

The demonic girl his eyes unconsciously searched for every time.

Sansa had isolated herself from the others.

She never appeared in the training grounds, nor among the soldiers.

Instead, she remained inside one of the buildings ...

with her uncle, Oliver Khan, the only family she had left.

The masked fighter had survived the previous horrors…

but suffered severe damage that rendered him unable to return to the battlefield.

As for Sansa—

She was a special case.

Unlike the others, her power had not increased at all.

Her level remained stuck at the peak of SS+, no matter how hard she tried.

And though she had once stood among the strongest at the beginning of the war—alongside Frey and Snow ...

the gap between them had now grown vast.

Because her power… was merely a fragment of someone elseʼs strength.

Sansa carried mixed emotions about this reality.

And Frey had never been there for her.

She had no choice but to face it alone.

”Weakness is a sin in this world…”

”But Sansa… when it comes to you…”

”Itʼs okay to be weak.”

He said quietly, averting his gaze from her before lifting his eyes toward the sky.

”Youʼre not required to achieve anything.”

”Thereʼs no reason for you to grow stronger than you already are.”

”So… youʼre not meant to walk this dark path.”

Among all of them ...

There was only one person truly suited to walk that path with him.

Ghost.

The one Frey had chosen himself.

”What about me? Am I suited for it?”

A familiar voice suddenly echoed from behind him.

Frey smiled faintly as he turned.

It was his radiant, golden companion.

”You?” Frey said with a soft chuckle.

”Youʼre far too bright compared to me.”

”And youʼre far too dark,” Snow replied, stepping beside him.

”So dark that you prefer hiding in the shadows… watching your friends from afar instead of going to meet them.”

Snow stood next to him, looking out in the same direction.

”Theyʼre planning to begin the final battle tomorrow.”

He turned toward Frey.

Frey nodded slowly, without meeting his gaze.

”I know.”

”Then you also know that you and I are classified as final weapons—

not to be used until the very end of the battle.”

Snow spoke, outlining the plan agreed upon by the leaders of the Shadow Sect.

”Almost everyone will be sent into battle.”

”And weʼll do nothing but watch… until the strongest on the enemyʼs side step in.”

He paused.

Then added quietly:

”Which means… you might not see them again.”

”Today is your last chance.”

”…Are you really going to settle for just watching?”

The final battle—

humanityʼs last stand against the demons—would begin tomorrow.

No one was certain they would survive.

Anyone could lose their life… and die.

You might stand beside someone today ...

only to lose them forever tomorrow.

Most of the former Temple students had been selected to participate in the first clash, with the exception of Frey and Snow.

The two of them would not take part unless the Higher Demons or a Duke of Hell appeared.

Until then, they would remain in the rear—alongside Fulghor the Planet, the Dragon Emperor Kalameet, and the Engineer Gehrman.

The only supreme powerhouse permitted to enter the battle from the beginning was Abraham Starlight, who had been appointed as the overall commander of the army.

He would be supported by the warriors of the Shadow Sect, the ancient human heroes… and the gathered Dragon Kings.

Frey understood this clearly.

Today might be his last chance.

”I think watching from afar is more than enough for me.”

”Thereʼs no need for me to meet them.”

He seemed content with the distance he had created…

almost as if he were deliberately maintaining it.

Even Snow was no exception.

Had Snow not come to him on his own, Frey would not have bothered to seek him out ...

despite the fact that the two of them were, in practice, the most synchronized pair within the Shadow Sect.

To the point that they had once managed to combine their world-breaking abilities against Wesker—

an extraordinary feat that spoke volumes about their compatibility.

”You seem different,” Snow said, voicing his thoughts aloud.

”As if something inside you has changed…”

”Do you really think so?” Frey replied calmly.

”If you ask me… I think Iʼm still the same as Iʼve always been.”

”Iʼve simply found my path.”

His voice was quiet… cold.

Snow stared at him for a moment before letting out a sigh.

”I suppose thatʼs fine.”

”As long as weʼre still fighting side by side, I have nothing to complain about.”

Snow stepped back slightly, creating some distance as he stood facing Frey.

”I heard your power has grown significantly after your battle with Thanatos.”

”How about we test that… a little?”

He drew his sword, inviting Frey to a duel.

Frey rose to his feet in response.

”Are you confident you can endure the disappointment?”

As he spoke, the dark Valerion gauntlet formed around his arm, and the Dark Sister manifested in his grasp.

Snow laughed.

”Weʼll see about that.”

For a brief moment, the two of them shared a light laugh.

Then—within less than a second—

their expressions turned completely serious, as if they were about to enter a battle to the death.

Frey remained cold.

Snow grew sharp… cautious.

Despite the friendly atmosphere moments ago, Snow found it difficult to fully understand the current Frey.

So instead of words ...

he chose the sword.

After all, it was the truest language between warriors.

With a single glance, Snow understood just how powerful Frey had become.

Frey had advanced two stages at once, reaching the third stage of SSS rank.

Meanwhile, Snow still remained at the first stage.

The first stage enhanced all SSS attributes.

The second expanded a warriorʼs limits and potential significantly.

The third granted the innate power of oneʼs race.

But Frey had not awakened the human trait.

Instead… he had manifested the nature of Namelessʼs race—the one that once existed on Krat.

On top of that ..

Frey possessed far more world-breaking abilities than Snow.

Frey had eight.

Snow had only two.

It was clear ... Frey had surpassed him once again.

And yet ...

Snow wanted to experience that difference firsthand.

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