SWDnovel Chapter 269: Execution
Chapter 269: Execution
Chapter 269: ExecutionThe forest was silent.
The roar of energy, the thunderous impacts, the constant chaos that had defined this battle,
all of it had ceased. The screen above the arena displayed a frozen moment in time, with Rex trembling, his radiant body flickering like a dying star, while Eratz stood before him.
The crowd was paralyzed. Not a cheer, not a whisper, just wide eyes and dropped jaws.
Victoria leaned forward, her eyes narrowing as she clutched the railing tightly. Zara's hand was over her mouth, her eyes darting between the screen and the battlefield, unable to process what she had just witnessed.
On the opposite side, Leonidas's face was pale, his fists gripping his armrests so tightly that the veins on his hands bulged. Even on the stands, Braun and Arvad, normally dismissive, exchanged stunned glances.
Rex staggered back, clutching his stomach. His fabulous beastification had diminished to a figure struggling for air, each breath a laborious gasp. His trembling hand pressed against his abdomen, where Eratz's glowing fist had connected.
He took another step back, his knees buckling slightly before he caught himself. His golden aura wavered, dimming with every second as if the very foundation of his power was unraveling.
Eratz remained motionless. His glowing red eyes locked onto Rex, unblinking, his fist still poised where it had landed. He didn't chase, didn't press his advantage. He merely watched.
The silence was oppressive. Even the storm clouds above seemed to pause, the thunder holding its breath. Finally, Rex managed to stand upright, his body swaying slightly. His teeth clenched as he forced himself to take a steadying breath.
"What... what did you do?" Rex muttered, his voice barely audible over the crackling remnants of their auras.
His eyes burned with disbelief, scanning Eratz's calm figure as though
His glowing red eyes remained locked on Rex, his stance calm, almost too calm. He hadn't
chased Rex.
He hadn't gloated. He merely stood there, silent, while Rex's voice echoed.
It was like a predator slowly eating alive its prey, and everyone could feel it.
To everyone watching, Eratz wasn't just winning. He was turning a battle, a supposed clash of
titans, into a correction.
Rex had unleashed 100% of his power, yet Eratz made it look effortless.
Terror crept into the hearts of the spectators.
This wasn't the future best facing a strong opponent anymore. This was a public execution.