Seraphielle raised her hand and Light spread outward, wrapping around the other four Infinities, even Zylarith.

Their movements became faster, their recovery quickened and using the new buff, Ul’Thakar rushed in, Zylarith’s Chaos followed behind him, twisting every path Nux could take, Equarios imposed Balance over the whole battlefield, three of Orravyn’s relics moved at once.

A silver chain to bind Nux.

A black tablet to preserve Nux’s wounds, making it impossible to heal them.

A broken crystal eye to record his movements.

Nux’s thoughts returned to him and he punched, this time, the Law of Destruction was infused into the Force his punch generated.

And he destroyed the silver chain that came to bind him.

Or at least...

That’s what Nux thought would happen but—

Even with the Chain shattered, it moved towards Nux, binding him.

Nux’s eyes widened in surprise, Orravyn, on the other hand, just smiled.

This was Orravyn Eternity’s Law.

The Law of Absolute Archive.

It gave him the power to record, preserve, store, reproduce, study, and weaponize anything that could be known.

To Orravyn, knowledge was not just information. Knowledge was power, structure, memory, and reality. If something had happened, if a Law had been used, if an attack had taken form, if a Primordial Energy had moved in a certain pattern, Orravyn could record it inside his Archive and once something was recorded, it was no longer lost to time. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

He could preserve it, recreate it, seal it inside a relic, or use it as a counter later.

This was what made him so terrifying, his Relics were not normal weapons, they were physical ’pages’ of his Archive, one relic may contain a recorded attack from the past, another may replay a moment, seal a movement, store a Law pattern, or reproduce the effect of a Primordial Energy.

So even now, as Nux destroyed his Relic, his Archive still preserved its function, allowing the relic to move and fulfil its function till it was erased from the Universe.

One second.

That was all Orravyn’s broken chain could buy him and that second was enough since Ul’Thakar was here and—

BOOOOM

His punch covered with endless darkness struck Nux’s stomach.

"Kkhkarrkkkk!!!"

Nux’s body folded as he coughed blood, Seraphielle appeared behind him as Light burned his body, Zylarith’s Chaos twisted the impact, making the pain even more severe—

"RRAAAAHHHH!!!"

Nux roared as he punched Ul’Thakar. The Infinity of Darkness scattered, but the attack damaged him anyway.

"Grrhh."

Ul’Thakar groaned in pain. Equarios moved to balance the damage, half of it shifted from Ul’Thakar to Nux.

"Krrkhhrrr!"

Nux coughed blood again.

He tried to move back, but Orravyn’s relic slowed him again, just for a moment, but that was enough, Seraphielle, Ul’Thakar, Zylarith, all moved.

All three attacks came together, Nux clenched his fists, then, his golden eyes burned brightly as the Power of Anomaly flared in his desperate attempt.

The attacks that should have landed did not.

Instead, Nux was now standing behind Ul’Thakar and—

BOOOOOOOOOM

He punched.

This time, the punch carried Space, Time, Destruction, Chaos, Death and Anomaly and—

"AAAAAAGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"

Ul’Thakar screamed in agony.

This time, his body couldn’t even dissolve to scatter the damage, the Destruction kept the wound open, Death made it deadly, Chaos made it painful, Time slowed the moment so Ul’Thakar felt it even more, Space locked him down and Anomaly—

Anomaly made it all, which should have been impossible, possible.

More than half of Ul’Thakar’s body was erased out of existence and Nux didn’t waste time, he tried to punch again.

The same punch, with the same powers, and if it landed—

Ul’Thakar Darkness would perish.

Ul’Thakar’s eyes widened, others moved instantly, Seraphielle tried to heal him, but Nux declared it to be impossible. Equarios stepped in, trying to deal with the impossibility, but before he could, Nux left Ul’Thakar and appeared behind Equarios, ready to end him instead.

Or at least—

That’s what he wanted.

But the Chaos twisted his Path.

Nux moved to an open space where he couldn’t attack any of the Infinities directly and both Ul’Thakar and Equarios lived.

"Khharrrkkkkk!!"

Nux coughed blood.

The Power of Balance took the price.

His body felt weak, blood came from his mouth, his chest was open, his arms were torn, but his eyes, his golden eyes shined as he glared at Ul’Thakar, who would need at least a few hours to return to his original state and this time, Seraphielle wouldn’t be able to help him.

"That felt good..."

He spoke with a bloodied grin as he looked at the Infinity of Darkness.

Ul’Thakar’s face twisted.

The other Infinities stared at Nux, and no one spoke for a moment.

He had injured an Infinity, and it wasn’t a light injury or a fluke, if Nux had half a second longer, an Infinity would have fallen today.

That thought alone made the Infinities’ blood run cold.

"Do not give him another opening."

Zylarith spoke with a solemn look on his face and this time, not a single Infinity mocked him because what they just saw made them realize what sort of monster they were fighting.

Seraphielle’s Light grew brighter, Equarios’ Balance formed an even tighter grip in the void, Orravyn summoned five more relics, and Ul’Thakar, while he had shifted to the sidelines for a while, his crimson eyes were constantly looking for payback.

And Nux—

He looked at his enemies and with his broken body—

He took his battle stance again.

The Five Infinities moved together without a shred of pride or dignity.

They no longer cared how it looked.

They no longer attacked one by one.

They no longer gave him space.

Five Infinities, Five Strongest Beings in the Universe, shamelessly surrounded one man, a boy who wasn’t even a tenth of their age—

And then they began to crush him.

Seraphielle’s Light moved first, making every attack faster. Ul’Thakar’s Darkness formed fists, claws, knees, and elbows, all landing on him with terrifying force and breaking Nux’s body even further.

Zylarith’s Chaos made it impossible for Nux to even understand where he was, Equarios made it so using the Power of Anomaly became tougher and tougher.

And Orravyn watched, his Archive turned, recording every single thing, and the more the battle continued, the more he understood Nux’s matters, the more he began... predicting him.

As for Nux—

He fought back.

He fought Seraphielle’s Light that moved faster than he could react to.

He fought against Ul’Thakar’s attacks that were slowly breaking his body apart.

He fought Zylarith’s Chaos that poisoned meaning itself.

He fought Equarios’ Balance that punished every impossible answer.

He fought Orravyn’s Archive that recorded, preserved, and used every weakness it saw.

And as he continued to fight in that state for hours—

Something inside him... started to change.

He had been using the Law of Anomaly since the battle had begun, the very reason he could even stand in front of these ridiculously strong beings was because the Law of Anomaly made it possible.

The only reason his attacks worked was because the Law of Anomaly made them work.

He used it to survive attacks he should not have survived, he had used it to move when he shouldn’t be able to, strike even when the attack itself had failed, and create results without proper cause.

At the beginning of the battle, he needed to think, he needed to decide what impossible thing he wanted to make real, how he was supposed to do it, how much energy it would take, he needed to calculate it, think of the most efficient way possible, think what effect it would have, what price he would need to pay—

But now, after so long, after so many clashes, the Power of Anomaly and Impossibility, all the calculations that his head did knowingly started coming to him... instinctively.

Yes, Zenith Flow.

His body, that was trained to move on its own every time he fought, started doing the same on its own and this time—

It started doing it with the Law of Anomaly.

And because of that, Nux could finally do what he had been trying to do all this while, he shifted a part of his focus away from the battle, to Zylarith’s scattered, broken, fragmented memories, and he began to make sense of them.

Three hours.

That was what he needed.

Three hours to filter them, to arrange them and to comprehend whatever Zylarith’s Soul could give him.

So Nux fought.

And while he fought, he read.

But—

He couldn’t exactly let go either.

Even with all his attention, the Infinities were still injuring him, now that some of his attention was gone—

It was worse.

Ul’Thakar broke his ribs again and again.

Seraphielle’s Light tore through his shoulder and healed her allies every time Nux managed to injure them.

Zylarith’s Chaos made his wounds worsen in strange ways.

Equarios made every impossible act cost more than the last.

Orravyn’s relics preserved injuries that should have closed.

Every time Nux bled, he healed.

Every time his body was broken, he forced it straight.

Every time he was thrown, he returned.

His arms shook from the pressure, his breathing grew heavier, but his eyes burned brighter and brighter.

The fight continued.

Minutes became half an hour.

Half an hour became one hour.

One hour became two.

For two full hours, Nux fought the Five Infinities.

And the longer he fought—

The sharper his instincts became.