[CH598+ Continued] Dungeon Diver: Stealing A Monster's Power

[Moments Earlier, Thousands of Kilometers Above in the Citadel]

Ember still only has a [203] on his palm as he faces the Noble Demon sending a beam of strange black energy his way.

The long red-haired human activates his Astral Form. While it is a limited version of the truly massive display he could show off in his dragon form, a dense green divine light expands outward to grow Ember's energy body to over 100 meters tall.

Dense waves of Ether flow into the Astral Form, and he lifts both of his hands in a resolute stance to block the black demonic beam coming out from the unique Soul Weapon.

On contact, translucent waves of fire burst out from Ember's palms, and two walls of energy erupt from the collision point.

One is dark black where the beam disperses, while the other is made of transparent fire.

Both are of similar strength, and they make the entire dueling room's divine air pressure quiver.

Andras continues to awaken the full form of his Noble Bloodline Transformation, growing larger, and the beam of eerie vibrating black energy becomes stronger and stronger as he reaches a staggering 3 kilometers in height.

The numbers on Ember's palm begin to tick upward, three at a time, then six at a time, slowly granting him more power, but the Noble Demon's transformation is far faster.

His feet, planted into the ground of the dueling room, lose grip, and he begins sliding backward as the Demon yells out for the entire Citadel to hear.

"The Upper Realm is not meant for bugs like you. The strongest Warlords of the Ellipsia Citadel have grown senile enough to call for a human to help? It's that imitation of an Astral Form that keeps you alive in my presence... Too bad the peak of lower-realm evolution cannot stand up against a Noble Demon. You lower races, and lower-class worlds, bow before us. Know that we allow you to live. Fighting back now only sets your entire race's demise in stone! I will personally kill them all to set a precedent once I'm done with you!"

As the red-haired human, who was the voice of hope for the lower races, is now pushed back, millions of Lords watching the display of pure power on the holograms all around the city begin to second-guess what they saw before in the past duels. They begin to listen to the Demon's words, now shivering in fear.

Though, Zashen, who watches this take place up close, knows this is his cue to strike.

The 1st Class Berserker Giant's first two wind blades fell into the growing black fog that surrounded this Demon, and they disappeared without any damage or trace.

Now that the dual-bladed warrior is in its fully awakened wind form, it activates its divine-grade berserker skill and a special buff called [Divine Form of the True Berserker King].

From within his blades and the depths of his core, dense red light starts to swirl within his being.

Reinforcing this crimson aura are dense white plumes of Ether it has not used since the war over 12,000 years ago.

Andras senses its surge in power but recognizes this monster's aura to match the Demonic Cyclops Guardian below the Citadel.

He has fought this beast many times before and has already gauged this Berserker's power from the measly attacks it absorbed with its Demonic Cloud.

The Noble Demon keeps all its focus on crushing the human before him to make a point.

An explosion of red aura and a shift in the Berserker's eye color from green to red grows its body three times in size, breaking a full kilometer in height as its blades cut through the air with dense wind-powered magic.