Re:Awakening with Ultimate Power as a Cosmic God-Chapter 41: Ch : Test- Part 3

The forest went still.

Not silent—still.

Birdsong ceased. The rustling leaves quieted. Even the wind itself seemed to vanish, as if holding its breath.

Nova turned his gaze in the direction the strange pressure was coming from.

And then it moved.

A black-and-red blur tore through the underbrush with impossible force, and the very next moment, claws slammed into the tree trunk just inches from where Nova stood.

He leapt back as bark exploded in a shower of debris.

The creature stepped into the clearing, massive and rippling with unnatural muscle. Its body was the size of a compact fighter ship—its striped fur resembling molten metal, glowing faintly with veins of orange energy.

A tiger’s head sat atop a bear’s monstrous shoulders, jaws parted to reveal rows of curved, blade-like teeth.

Its eyes locked onto Nova’s, glowing a deep violet that pulsed with hostile sentience.

Nova narrowed his eyes.

"So you’re the one they sent."

With no warning, the chimera lunged.

It crossed the space between them faster than a missile. Nova barely ducked, the beast’s claws shredding the air above his head.

He flipped backward, landing lightly, only to have to jump again—this time to avoid a swipe that left a trench in the earth behind him.

The chimera didn’t relent. It chased him with relentless precision, slamming trees aside with its bulk. Nova dodged one, two, three strikes, but on the fourth, he miscalculated the reach.

The creature’s paw clipped his side.

Nova’s body shot sideways like a stone, crashing into a thick tree trunk. The entire tree cracked from the impact.

He dropped to the ground, sliding back until his boots dug into the dirt, leaving deep grooves.

He exhaled.

That had hurt.

"I see. You’re not just fast... You’re trained."

He muttered, standing upright again.

The beast let out a growl that vibrated the air itself, then charged again.

This time, Nova stepped into it.

He ducked under the claws and delivered a blow to its gut with a tightly packed punch.

The impact created a shockwave that blasted the leaves off nearby branches—but the beast barely flinched. It snarled and countered with a headbutt that forced Nova to twist away.

The two clashed again and again, their blows cracking the air like thunderclaps.

Nova’s fists slammed into hardened muscle; the beast’s claws tore across his jacket, shredding fabric but never quite drawing blood.

He was matching it.

Barely.

But Nova knew one thing: he wasn’t here to show off.

He was here to win.

The chimera landed a blow that sent him skidding back across the dirt, heels digging trenches as he struggled to halt.

He finally did—and let out a long breath.

Then his hand went to his back.

A ripple of deep violet shimmered as a long, pitch-black spear emerged from thin air—its core lined with glowing white runes pulsing faintly.

The beast froze, recognizing the shift.

"I was trying to avoid this. But I’m getting tired of being pushed around."

Nova said, gripping the spear with one hand.

Aether surged around him in waves, not explosive—but precise, like a tightening blade. He didn’t roar.

He didn’t glow. His power didn’t scream—it hummed, low and lethal.

The moment the spear was coated in aether, the forest bent around him, as if nature itself was taking a step back.

The chimera lunged.

Nova didn’t move.

Not until the last second.

Then he was gone—a blur that appeared behind the creature mid-charge, spear in hand, carving a clean arc through its massive leg.

Blood sprayed as the limb gave out, and the chimera crashed to the ground with a guttural screech.

It whipped around and tried to bite him, but Nova stepped onto its snout and drove his spear straight through one of its glowing eyes.

The beast shrieked and thrashed, but Nova twisted the weapon once and pulled it out with a clean motion, landing gracefully a few paces back. ƒгeewebnovёl_com

The chimera tried to rise.

It didn’t make it.

Nova was already in front of it again. One hand on the shaft of his spear, the other pressing against its blood-soaked chest.

He didn’t say anything. He didn’t need to.

Aether compressed along the blade until it hissed like boiling metal. Then he thrust forward, the weapon piercing clean through the creature’s chest—shattering whatever core kept it alive.

The beast gave a final, broken roar... and collapsed, its body twitching once before going limp.

Nova withdrew the spear slowly, letting the blood drip down the blade.

He looked down at the beast.

"You fought well."

Then, after a pause, he turned his gaze upward, as if daring whoever had sent it to try again.

"I hope that wasn’t your best."

Nova stood still for a moment, the blood-soaked spear in his grip pulsing faintly with residual aether.

His jacket fluttered in the breeze left in the monster’s wake, torn and stained but still hanging from his shoulders with the same careless ease.

The forest around him slowly came back to life—birds calling cautiously in the distance, wind rustling the leaves again.

But everything kept a wide berth from the dead chimera sprawled on the ground.

He let out a breath and dispelled the aether spear with a flick of his wrist. It dissolved into shimmering particles before vanishing into his skin.

Nova glanced down at the wound on his side.

The bruise was already fading. He rolled his shoulder once and looked toward the canopy, eyes narrowing.

So they were trying to get rid of him already.

"I didn’t think it’d be this blatant."

He muttered, voice calm.

In the distance, he heard a faint buzz of a drone pulling away—watchers from the command center, no doubt recording every second of the encounter.

He gave them no expression, no victory pose. Just a cold, assessing look, as if silently asking who was next.

"Let’s see how far you’re willing to go. But somehow, does it make sense in a candidate test?"

He said under his breath.

Then he turned and walked away from the corpse without another word, leaving deep, deliberate footprints in the blood-soaked earth.

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Back in the command room, the air was thick with stunned silence.

Every officer had their eyes glued to the monitor replaying the footage of Nova’s fight.

The final blow—the clean, controlled thrust of the spear through the beast’s chest—looped in slow motion on one of the screens.

One of the junior officers finally spoke, his voice barely above a whisper.

"How... how can a humanoid use aether like that? They don’t have the organs for it."

Another officer added.

"Even genetically enhanced units don’t show that level of control. That wasn’t brute force—it was refined."

The commander didn’t look away from the screen as he stood.

"It’s the weapon. Must be some kind of relic. That’s the only explanation."

His tone was firm, but his expression betrayed a sliver of uncertainty.

Still, after a moment, he smirked and crossed his arms.

"Regardless of what trick he’s using, he fought well. Smart. Efficient. Didn’t panic under pressure."

He looked around at the room.

"I’m beginning to like this humanoid. If he survives the rest of the trial... I’ll accept him into the force. Under my direct command."

He said.

There were no objections. Only silence—and awe.

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