NOVEL NEXT Chapter 336: Swift fight
A detonating explosion boomed through the void, hurling the siblings backward with grim expressions carved into their faces.
Their bodies were wounded—not by the force of the attack itself, but by its lingering effect.
Blood seeped from their torn flesh, only for the crimson flow to twist unnaturally, streaming back into their wounds against gravity.
The wounds closed.
They watched the place where they had just been.
The attack was devastating, and its aftermath was dreadful to witness. The previous "void" was no longer—rather, it was unraveling itself, folding apart, and beginning to vanish.
It was as if this strange woman had ruined the very concept of void, leaving behind something the siblings could not even dare set their eyes upon.
They would lose their minds.
Instinctively, they snapped their eyes shut and pulled back, putting distance between themselves and the red woman, who remained perfectly still, watching them the way a hunter would watch pitiful prey.
With disdain. With contempt.
'Now things are troublesome.' Noah thought, the danger radiating from her more than enough to make his instincts flare. He didn't need to think much to know where this woman had come from.
He had already sensed it the moment he obtained Providence, that danger was on its way. He simply hadn't known when or how.
Now he knew.
But that didn't mean he hadn't prepared. Raising his head, he looked at his siblings and smiled softly.
Three abominations should be enough, shouldn't they?
'She's above Law Creator rank. Probably the same level as Aurelia and Asaemon…but clearly stronger.' Noah's thoughts spun rapidly as he pieced it together.
The woman might be stronger than each of them individually, but against the three of them at once?
"I can see the gears of your lowly brain grinding from here," the Red Woman said, her gaze locked on Noah, her words dripping with disdain. "But don't bother. You won't leave this place alive, no matter what you pull out."
Her voice was confident. Too confident.
The kind of confidence Noah delighted in crushing beneath his feet—leaving nothing but despair when he revealed at the end that they had been nothing all along. But doing that to this being would be difficult.
Yes, difficult. Not impossible.
After all, he had already brought down a chosen one, taken his women, and even his mother…after only a few years in this new world.
He had built his confidence already. So he simply smiled at the woman's words. His finger twitched.
Aurelia and Asaemon twitched in response.
"You sound disgustingly certain of your ability to kill me. To kill us. But what makes you so sure you can?" he asked. His finger twitched..
They twitched.
The woman looked almost offended. How could she not kill a mere Law Creator of this weak universe? And two overgrown ants who dared think themselves her equal?
Her lips parted to respond, but her head suddenly snapped to the right—where a gigantic crimson wolf maw opened wide, ready to devour her head whole.
She snickered.
Her hand moved faster than time itself, gripping the wolf's mouth with iron strength and snapping it shut with a crack that shattered every tooth in its skull.
A mistake.
Her frown deepened as she felt white-silver threads erupting from the wolf's maw, flooding into her body.
Snarling, she clenched her fist tighter, reducing the beast into a rain of crimson blood.
Asaemon staggered back, agony slamming into his soul as the bond with his familiar tore apart. He clenched his teeth in fury.
Aurelia was already moving. One step—and she blurred into golden-green light, daggers gleaming in her hands, giving the woman no time to deal with the invasive threads now burrowing deeper.
They needed those threads to reach her very core for their plan to work.
Noah acted in sync, threads twisting into a bow in his hand. He gripped it, pulled back an invisible string, and immediately threads gathered before him—twisting, swirling—until they became one slender arrow.
Aurelia was already on the woman, her strikes flowing like a dance, too graceful, too beautiful to be strikes meant to kill.
Her green hair streamed behind her as her golden, cold eyes glowed with knowledge beyond her years.
The red woman deflected each attack with ease, but faltered slightly, unnerved by the threads inside her body, by the bad omen crawling through her core.
The sound of tearing flesh, gushing blood, and sharp cries of pain rang through the void as the clash shook everything.
The void itself trembled. Had a world been near—anything less than high-grade—it would have been annihilated by the echoes of their blows.
They looked like twins on a mission to unmake the universe. Too fast, too relentless—blurs tearing through a static world, far beyond what anyone could follow.
But Noah was not just anyone.
His arrow was ready. All that remained was to make it absolute.
Inevitable.
He invoked the Law of Providence.
"I will never miss a shot, as long as I close my eyes."
His words thundered through the void, and reality itself shook as the threads of causality bent to his declaration.
The Red Woman felt it. Her head shifted toward Noah.
Another mistake.
Aurelia's dagger slid into her throat, golden-red blood erupting in a torrent.
The dagger broke in her hands, ruined from the force.
The Red Woman staggered back, gurgling on her own blood, her wound already knitting closed.
But Asaemon was there. His arm warped into the monstrous claw of a dreadful bear, striking her temple with brutal force.
Her left eye burst from its socket, her flesh split apart, her jaw shattered into dust.
But in return, Asaemon's hand was ruined, dissolving into nothing, as if dragged toward inevitable erasure.
They retreated as the Red Woman reeled, her mind clouded by the invasive energy injected into her body. But she began to recover…
Too late.
An arrow was already buried in her forehead.
Her head snapped back, her neck cracking as threads spread through her brain, rooting deep. She tried to annihilate them, but the earlier threads now acted in unison.
Her body was no longer hers to command.
Noah had already given it a fate.
The fate of stillness.
Silence fell heavy over the void.
Noah broke it with a smile.
"Now, please…tell me. Who is this Ruin that wanted me dead?"
—End of chapter 336—