Hate Me, Witch!-Chapter 125 – Listen, to This Extinction's Deathly Stillness

Chapter 125 – Listen, to This Extinction's Deathly Stillness

Pitch-black steel lightning intertwined beneath the dim yellow sky.

It tore through the atmosphere, stirring up storms.

Across the land where that iron thunderbolt had struck, both rock and soil trembled with a metallic clash and the impact of colliding magic.

Even hundreds of miles away, the water curtain in the lord’s manor trembled with the residual magic shockwave until Tristan plucked his strings, pulling the curtain’s view farther away before it finally stabilized.

“Cain... he's actually not at a disadvantage?”

Gawain’s voice carried a note of disbelief and joy.

Though Cain's body no longer resembled that of a human, the image reflected in the water curtain clearly showed him locked in an even battle against two Legendary-tier powerhouses.

If he could keep this up, then when the king arrived at the battlefield, it might be possible to withdraw Cain safely.

This time, the forces dispatched by the Low King Futigon had far exceeded their expectations. As long as they could preserve their living forces without major losses, it would already count as a complete victory.

“No.”

Tristan’s eyes narrowed slightly, a touch of gravity entering his gaze toward the water curtain.

“Though His Excellency Cain has indeed used some special method to raise his power to a level equal to that of a Legendary-tier… I can feel it—his mana is being consumed at a terrifying rate.”

...

Boom—

Another clash of metal rang out.

The earth let out a fractured cry, and shadowy figures collided like meteors, only to rebound again.

Dust covered Futigon’s armor, making him appear a bit disheveled, but he remained uninjured.

On the other side, cracks had begun to etch deep into Xia Ya’s black knight mech, nearly piercing the entire frame.

The alchemical matrix emerged, and that fluid-like undead metal surged rapidly, patching the damage that could have otherwise crippled the machine.

But this kind of repair came at a cost. Every time the matrix controlled the metal particles for reformation, it consumed a massive amount of mana as compensation.

At this moment, the Black Knight’s core—the once blazing and radiant magitech reactor—had dimmed significantly.

“What exactly is this ability?”

Futigon’s gaze locked onto Xia Ya’s black knight mech as he approached step by step.

With his Legendary-tier status, even if he had never seen this before, once engaged in battle, he could roughly understand Xia Ya’s condition.

“Simply using an alchemical matrix to refine free metal into a massive exoskeletal weapon, drastically enhancing physical capabilities?”

That line of thinking wasn’t hard for Futigon to comprehend. With a Legendary’s vast knowledge, he knew some Imperial-tier metallic lifeforms could do similar things.

But if that were all it was...

Then it would merely be an advanced form of 'Armor Fusion.'

It should never have been able to achieve the level of power Cain was displaying now.

He clearly only had the mana reserves of a Fifth or Sixth Ring Beastmaster, yet he was fighting on equal footing with Legends.

If not for the fact that multiple Legendary-tier powerhouses were here, even if Cain eventually lost, he would have had a chance to escape.

Futigon’s gaze locked onto the mech’s core—the blazing reactor that shone like a miniature sun.

With his Legendary-tier mental energy, he could naturally perceive that this reactor was the true source of everything.

That sun-like core, using some method completely unheard-of and unseen by Futigon himself,

was converting mana across several magnitudes of power and feeding it into the mech’s body with unimaginable efficiency.

This granted it combat strength capable of leaping tiers, surpassing the limits of the Legendary realm.

“Surrender to me. Hand over this power.”

“In the name of the ruler of this land, the Lord of Aisgania, I promise you wealth and glory.”

A voice filled with authority echoed across the land.

Though his throne had been stolen through despicable means, in terms of strength and standing, Futigon was indeed the rightful ruler of this domain.

His voice, imbued with the Sovereign Law like a spoken divine command, thundered like a storm. It turned into tangible restraints meant to shake Xia Ya’s spirit into submission.

Originally, he had every intention of killing Cain—after all, the threat posed by the Xiao Organization was too great, something that could truly shake his rule.

But now, Futigon still opened his mouth to speak.

With a vision that surpassed ordinary Legendary-tiers, he clearly understood what that magitech reactor within Cain’s mech truly represented.

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Mass-producible Legendary-tier combat power.

Even if it lacked endurance, even if the pilot was fragile, and even with other limitations… a single mech like this still couldn't compare to a true Legend.

But even so, it was still enough to change the entire structure of Aisgania—

No, to change the entire structure of the Western Continent.

However, in the next moment—

Futigon could only watch as the Sovereign Command he had just summoned using the power of this land shattered silently.

“So, when exactly did you all start thinking… the Black Knight was my strongest card?”

A cold voice rang out.

In the next instant—

The massive black mech suddenly shattered.

Its blazing core surged with power, operating at near self-destruct levels, unleashing an overwhelming surge of mana once more.

Then, all of it was infused into the freshly reforged metal.

Countless tendrils of pitch-black metal surged from the earth, forming a metallic prison that encased both Futigon and the vampire prince Flandre.

The Black Knight mech crumbled, revealing the thin figure of Cain within once more.

Futigon looked at the cage of black metal trapping him, confused by Cain’s actions.

This prison, forged by nearly destroying the core, could indeed trap them for a moment.

But it would only be a moment.

At the Legendary-tier, at most one minute—then they could break free.

And the cost of this act was that Cain would lose the protection of the Black Knight entirely. He would no longer even have the option of using the mech to hang on for a few more moments.

Of course, Futigon also knew—

Even without the mech, Cain had some kind of spatial movement ability, possibly even extreme regeneration. Not even Flandre’s “Heart Grasp” had worked on him. His ability to survive was frightening.

But… against a Legendary-tier, none of that mattered.

Teleportation skills always had cooldowns and range limits. If it wasn’t long-distance teleportation, a Legendary could easily catch up with raw speed.

As for regeneration... it’s not like vampires don’t exist in this world. Whether it was sealing, or using a mithril cage and sinking it into the sea—both were very effective methods.

Boom—

Boom—

The surge of mana that devoured light exploded outward, bombarding the metal prison wrapped around him until it cracked and roared with each blast.

The moment his Sovereign Command shattered, Futigon had already resolved to kill Cain.

Whether it was “Xiao” or that magitech reactor technology capable of briefly granting a metal construct Legendary-tier strength—both were far too dangerous.

If it couldn’t be claimed for his own use, then there was only one choice: to completely annihilate it.

However—

Even as the prison he created was being torn apart, Xia Ya did not do what Futigon and Flandre had expected. He didn’t immediately activate his spatial teleportation ability to escape while they were restrained.

He simply closed his eyes.

And through the faint spiritual resonance shared with him by Ailora,

he felt the presence of the Holy Spear, Rhongomyniad.

At first, Xia Ya had been puzzled—he was already within that segment of history, the Holy Sword had already been claimed by Artoris, yet the Holy Spear had never shown itself.

Only now did he understand—

The spear did not reside within the Material Plane.

As its reputation as a weapon forged from the stars suggested… it drifted beyond the stars, among the constellations.

And in this very moment,

guided by that faint connection,

the storm spear that roamed the cosmos slowly adjusted its orientation.

Until finally—

it pointed toward that distant land—

Aisgania, the Valley of the End.

“So you see, Futigon…”

“You know nothing… about true power.”

Xia Ya raised his arm, eyes fixed on the metal cage, and on the distant remnants of the army that had survived the previous Unlimited Blade Works.

“Weep, scream, wail.”

“And then—”

“Listen, to this extinction’s deathly stillness.”