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Chapter 430: Interesting-1 · Oct 09, 2026

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401 Chapter 401: Kingsley Sky [Daplug]-2 2026-10-09
402 Chapter 402: My brother 2026-10-09
403 Chapter 403: First Mission 2026-10-09
404 Chapter 404: Bullet 2026-10-09
405 Chapter 405 405: Stealth 2026-10-09
406 Chapter 406 406: Fractured World 2026-10-09
407 Chapter 407 407: HOLOCAUST 2026-10-09
408 Chapter 408: The Storm 2026-10-09
409 Chapter 409: Spiritual Construct 2026-10-09
410 Chapter 410: Shadow [Ko-Fi Bonus chapter] 2026-10-09
411 Chapter 411: Gunslinger [Ko-Fi Bonus Chapter] 2026-10-09
412 Chapter 412: Conceptual Destruction 2026-10-09
413 Chapter 413: Children Of Blue Planet 2026-10-09
414 Chapter 414: Poisonous Murky Plain 2026-10-09
415 Chapter 415: The Temple of Binding Chains 2026-10-09
416 Chapter 416: The Shifting Labyrinth 2026-10-09
417 Chapter 417: The Forgotten Court 2026-10-09
418 Chapter 418 418: The Threshold Of Oblivion 2026-10-09
419 Chapter 419 419: Miracle 2026-10-09
420 Chapter 420: The Flood Above All Floors 2026-10-09
421 Chapter 421: Severed Crown Of Echoes 2026-10-09
422 Chapter 422: Riddle-1 2026-10-09
423 Chapter 423: Riddle-2 2026-10-09
424 Chapter 424: Riddle-3 2026-10-09
425 Chapter 425: Riddle-Final 2026-10-09
426 Chapter 426: Consequences 2026-10-09
427 Chapter 427: Heartbeat 2026-10-09
428 Chapter 428 428: Shock 2026-10-09
429 Chapter 429 429: Revelation 2026-10-09
430 Chapter 430: Interesting-1 2026-10-09
431 Chapter 431: Interesting-2 2026-10-09
432 Chapter 432: Scheming Mind 2026-10-09
433 Chapter 433: Raze 2026-10-09
434 Chapter 434: Laid Back 2026-10-09
435 Chapter 435: Talk Too Much 2026-10-09
436 Chapter 436: Path 2026-10-09
437 Chapter 437: Lifesaver 2026-10-09
438 Chapter 438: Mission Report-1 2026-10-09
439 Chapter 439: Mission Report-2 2026-10-09
440 Chapter 440: The normal world 2026-10-09
441 Chapter 441: Veylanthar Clan 2026-10-09
442 Chapter 442: Curiousity 2026-10-09
443 Chapter 443: Cursed By Knowledge 2026-10-09
444 Chapter 444: Blank Check 2026-10-09
445 Chapter 445: War 2026-10-09
446 Chapter 446: Grand Marshals 2026-10-09
447 Chapter 447: Traitor? 2026-10-09
448 Chapter 448: Interrogation-1 2026-10-09
449 Chapter 449: Interrogation-2 2026-10-09
450 Chapter 450: One day 2026-10-09

Chapter 430: Interesting-1

As they advanced, the Executioner grinned and extended his hand, as though summoning something unseen.

And indeed, he was.

The sword, which had hovered motionlessly at his side since the very beginning, vanished in an instant, only to reappear in his grasp.

A mysterious energy surged around the blade, enveloping it with effortless fluidity.

Then, with a fluid motion, he swung forward to meet the oncoming attacks.

With an apocalyptic boom, Anthonyʼs katana and Kingsleyʼs fist collided with the Executionerʼs blade.

In that instant, the entire chamber imploded.

The ground fractured violently beneath their feet; the ceiling caved in with a thunderous roar, while walls and windows shattered under the sheer force of the impact.

Seraphim, Dale, and Reynold were hurled backward like ragdolls, the spiritual barrier around them disintegrating, shattered like glass beneath a hammerʼs strike.

”One wielding Intent. The other, a Concept. Both dabbling in powers far beyond what their age and time should permit”

The Executioner remarked, his tone calm and detached, as if merely observing a passing breeze.

Their combined assault, to him, was nothing more than a childʼs tantrum.

In a blink, the three figures disappeared.

A cold, confident grin lingered on the Executionerʼs face.

In contrast, Anthony and Kingsleyʼs eyes were sharp, etched with ice and unshakeable resolve.

The clash of metal rang out through the hall, which groaned in protest as it struggled to reconstruct itself amidst the chaos.

Anthony materialized before the Executioner, his katana descending with a force that seemed capable of cleaving a star in two, his sword intent sharp, wild, and relentless.

Yet with effortless precision, the Executioner shifted his stance, diverting the strike with a subtle movement of his foot.

His blade snapped forward in response, aiming straight for Anthonyʼs head.

But space trembled.

And in the blink of an eye, Anthony vanished, teleporting away just as the edge of death brushed past him.

While the Executioner was still in motion, Kingsley emerged like a phantom, his fist lancing upward with deadly precision.

His lips parted as he moved, voice low but resonant.

Concept Destruction

The very same force that had once torn open the sky now surged through his strike.

But the Executioner was no ordinary man.

With an elegant twist of his waist, his body flowed in perfect synchronicity, his movement flawless, almost divine.

His palm moved forward, as his own lips parted in calm defiance.

Concept Reflection

The Executionerʼs hand closed around Kingsleyʼs fist, effortlessly, almost lazily.

The world seemed to fall silent.

Time itself held its breath.

Then it struck.

Destruction.

The very fabric of reality trembled as the laws of Concept twisted, inverted, and surged back, slamming into Kingsley with unforgiving force.

Everything behind him was annihilated, reduced to scattered atoms and fading echoes.

Kingsley was launched backward like a broken kite caught in a storm, his body spinning through the air with no control, no resistance.

Kingsleyʼs entire arm ruptured on impact.

Blood sprayed through the air, veins snapped out of place, bones were pulverized into dust, and muscle tore like worn fabric.

Though his body had long since adapted to pain, this was something else, something transcendent in its cruelty.

He gritted his teeth, every nerve alight as agony tore through him like wildfire.

His body instinctively tried to adapt, to stabilize, but Concept was no ordinary force.

It operated above mere flesh, beyond instinct.

The Executioner watched him with detached amusement and spoke, his voice steady and cold.

”Youʼre just a child… playing with a power that doesnʼt even belong to this galaxy”

He had done the unthinkable, reflected Kingsleyʼs own Concept back at him.

Anthony appeared beside the Executioner in an instant, his katana slicing through the air, aimed cleanly at the manʼs neck.

But the Executioner merely took a single step back, his expression untouched, watching the blade pass across his face as if time itself had slowed.

He had seen it coming.

So had Anthony.

Mid-swing, his blade halted, then redirected with blinding speed, crashing downward with a force that threatened to fracture the very laws of the hall.

Yet the Executionerʼs smile never wavered.

With effortless grace, he raised his sword.

Steel met steel.

BOOM.

The impact roared through the chamber, shaking its foundations with a violence that threatened to bring the entire structure down.

Anthonyʼs Sword Intent raged like a storm, slicing, tearing, devouring all in its path. It howled with purpose, raw and unrelenting.

Yet to the Executioner, it was nothing more than a breeze.

He swaggered through it all without effort, as if swatting away the tantrums of a child.

But Anthony didnʼt relent.

His style shifted, fluid and sudden.

The air around him grew colder, heavier.

Void energy bled into his sword intent, merging with his katana until the very edge of the blade shimmered with raw power.

Then he moved.

A single slash tore through the space between them.

[Endless Technique: Katana Series: Existential Nihility]

A strike, one Anthony had unleashed only once before.

A technique capable of erasing not just matter, but the very concept of existence itself.

”Interesting”

The Executioner muttered, his gaze sharpening as he recognized that Anthony had tapped into the void, a power far beyond the ordinary.

The air around the Executioner shimmered, ripples of energy emanating from his blade.

It moved with deadly elegance, carving arcs through the very fabric of space as it met Anthonyʼs attack head-on.

Anthonyʼs body shuddered under the force, blood trickled from his lips as his internal organs were crushed, reduced to a pulpy mess within him.

But Infinite Regeneration kicked in immediately, repairing the damage with brutal efficiency, the wounds knitting together almost before the pain had fully registered.

ʼWhat is this energy around his sword?ʼ

Anthony thought, his focus razor-sharp as he fought on.

The Executionerʼs blade pulsed with a strange, unknown energy, one that seemed to nullify Anthonyʼs Sword Intent as if it were nothing more than a fleeting illusion.

Anthonyʼs gaze flickered briefly to Kingsley.

ʼIt seems even his body struggles to adapt to an attack from a Conceptʼ

The thought lingered in his mind, clear and unyielding.

Indeed, Kingsleyʼs body, his flesh, his very being, was fighting against the unnatural force that had shattered him.

An attack born from a Concept wasnʼt simply powerful, it transcended the boundaries of the galaxy itself.

A clone of Anthony materialized beside Kingsley, casting Light Magic in an attempt to heal him, but it was futile. Even potions, normally reliable, offered no respite.

Frustration flickered in the cloneʼs eyes as he called out to the system.

ʼSystem, give me anything that can heal himʼ

[Ding]

[Affirmative, Host]

[However, it will cost the Host all points for this month, as the attack is derived from a Concept]

ʼNo problemʼ

Without hesitation, the clone agreed, and a small, seed-like object appeared in his hand.

He didnʼt waste time asking the system for the seedʼs details.

He knew better than to waste precious moments.

With a swift motion, he threw the seed into Kingsleyʼs mouth.

The effect was immediate.

Within a fraction of a second, Kingsleyʼs body surged with energy, his wounds knitting together as though they had never existed.

In the blink of an eye, he was back on his feet.

”Thank you”

Kingsleyʼs voice was filled with gratitude, but there was a flicker of something more, something knowing.

The clone regarded him silently before speaking, his voice calm but tinged with inevitability.

”I know your Concept abilities, under your Talent, make you so overpowered. But they are meaningless against someone with a greater mastery over Concepts than you”

Without waiting for a response, the clone vanished, leaving Kingsley standing in the aftermath of the encounter.

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