Grader Dungeon IV

"Too late," he growled. "My blood isn't bound by divinity. It devours it."

He dashed forward in a burst of warped space and Nihility Step, reappearing behind Chains and impaling him with a blade formed of compressed Chrono-Void Blood.

Chains screamed as time itself unraveled his soul.

Frost stepped forward—cold and unfeeling.

His body broke apart into a blizzard of anti-life particles, converging into a blade that froze not just matter, but intention.

He stabbed at Asher.

The blade reached his chest.

For a moment, everything froze.

Then the scythe moved—on its own. Asher's Dragon God Bloodline activated fully, his aura shifting into a vortex of ancient fury. A massive projection formed behind him—an obsidian dragon with wings made of broken stars, roaring across realms.

The blade melted before it could pierce.