Abyss Draconis-Chapter 479: The Techno Forge Ruin
Chapter 479: The Techno Forge Ruin
“Just where is this?” Ryuk muttered to himself as he stepped across various floating platforms, racing forward—albeit at a slow and steady pace.
He had been moving for seven hours straight now, and all around him were broken buildings floating in the air.
There had been some danger zone, scattered with fragments of ruined structures and oddities—some places had gravity wells that sucked everything close into them.
But he was easily able to pass through this chaotic space without blinking an eye.
Still, it seemed to stretch on for miles, making him wonder if this was actually part of a real world.
Perhaps it was just a fragment of one, preserved or abandoned and left to float here.
“But just what could have caused such massive destruction in this place?” Ryuk muttered to himself again.
The moment he said those words; he paused in his steps as the air around the area suddenly destabilized.
With surprise, he noticed as holographic figures began appearing all around him—glitching in and out of existence like projections attempting to cross from the digital realm into reality.
Different races stood there.
Titans.
Beastmen.
Mutated Beasts.
Humanoid robotic warriors covered in masks.
And they all surrounded him, flickering in and out of existence.
RIIIIIIIIPPPLLLLLLLEEEE
A strange ripple suddenly spread from above, and Ryuk turned his gaze upward—just in time to see a figure materializing out of thin air.
He was surrounded by unreadable energy—vast, dense, and ancient.
A five-meter-tall being.
Clad in a jet blue techno alloy armor, layered with draconic scale plates, trimmed with runic blue lines that pulsed like neons across his body.
The armor looks both heavy, yet impossibly sleek with its centre bearing a peculiar insignia of an eye.
His face was hidden behind a runic mask seemingly forged from the same material as his cloth and on it was a wide opened area where its eyes ought to be expect with no two holes but a long line instead, releasing pulses of blue light from the opened space leaving only his ocean blue hair flowing freely behind him.
Behind him was a cape seemingly made of glimmering liquid metal fluttering unnaturally as it flapped behind him without any sign of air at all.
By his side was a hovering blue-covered grimoire, hovering silently as the armored figure descended from the hover in the space directly a meter above.
“You have uttered the Word of Doom,” the being said, his voice layered like hundreds of voice speaking at the same time.
“and now what has befallen this realm shall befall you. But you will be given the same pass—a fate to fight out your death.”
“These here,” he continued, gesturing around, “are those who brought ruin upon this place. And now, you will have to fight a total of three of them—without pause—to negate your doomed fate.”
Ryuk looked around him. The glitching figures remained still, all of them frozen as though only his choice could awaken them.
But Ryuk’s attention was drawn, almost instinctively, to the one holding the book.
If everyone else here was locked in a passive mode, waiting, while this one figure acted of his own volition and delivered the orders—then wasn’t it likely that he was the strongest among them?
This trial was meant for kids at the Psymancer realm which correlates to the Dominion Stage, but Ryuk power level was that of an Eternal.
If he wasn’t fighting the strongest here, then this would hardly be a challenge.
And for that reason, he didn’t hesitate.
“You!” he relied calmly extending his hands, pointing a finger to the futuristic soldier.
“I choose you!”
Everything in the realm suddenly paused.
The rhythmically floating buildings froze mid-air. The various creatures glitching in and out of existence paused, mid-flicker.
Gravity, space, and even time seemed to pause in response to Ryuk’s choice.
He raised an eyebrow at the sudden stillness, then watched as a miniature rift tore through the fabric of space around the futuristic soldier.
His figure began glitching uncontrollably like a broken holographic device.
But then, before Ryuk’s eyes, the glitching form changed completely.
He gained a physical body—clearer and more solid than any other holographic figure.
His hovering grimoire solidified as well, now floating steadily beside him as he grasped it in his palm.
“You have triggered a Primordial Code with your choice.”
The words didn’t come from the blue-armored warrior this time—they resonated throughout the entire space.
“All Primordial Laws of the Techno Forge Ruin are now suspended.”
“New rules have been established.”
“Defeat the Ascendant General Oblivar of the Techno Forge Ruin and all power of the Techno Forge Realm will be bestowed upon you—including all of its Glitched Warriors and Zones!”
Ryuk’s heart trembled at the declaration, but his focus remained locked on the futuristic general before him.
He watched as the glitched energy around him suddenly exploded outwards.
His eyes widened in awe as waves of raw power shook the air.
Segments of floating buildings shattered and dropped away.
The remaining Techno Warriors backed off, leaving behind a wide, open space—nearly a thousand meters in diameter—for Ryuk and Ascendant General Oblivor.
“Punishment for failure is death.”
“Good luck.”
There was a note of mocking amusement in the voice, but Ryuk mere shrugged it off.
“It would’ve been death before if I had chosen some random warrior and lost, so this isn’t any diff…” he said but went silent as barely a split second later, his eyes flashed, and he instinctively crossed his arms in front of him.
RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP!
CLLAAAAAANNNG!
All Ryuk felt was the sound of space being slashed followed by a flash of blue.
A long sword cut through the void and appeared instantly before him, its edge slashing out diagonally straight at him.
The collision was the scream of metal clashing against ether as Ryuk was sent flying downwards disappearing into the unending void below.
The eyes of the futuristic warrior flared beneath his runic mask and in the next instant, it glitched downwards at insane speed—his three-meter-long sword in his right hand and his grimoire floating behind him.
“Hmmm,” Ryuk hmmed as he looked at his body.
Both of his hands had a long, deep slash across it, and another diagonal one ran across his chest.
Through the tears, he could see pieces of Nanotechs shimmering beneath the wound.
It was the first time something had managed to cut so deep into his new body.
Rising to his feet, he could feel the heat from the descending general above—his sword raised overhead as the grimoire floating behind him had its pages open itself before letting out a brilliant flash of runic blue light
And then—
RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP!
It came down like the wrath of a god.
