Chương 106: Chapter 104: Against the Editors

Time had stopped. Snowflakes remained suspended in midair. Ocean waves froze before crashing upon the shore. Golden flames and icy winds hung motionless across the battlefield. The world had become a painting. Only four people could still move. Rayan. Kael. Caelum. Aster. Standing before them... Were the Editors. The faceless leader slowly stepped forward. Each footstep sent ripples through frozen reality. Its silver-thread sword reflected countless futures that had never happened. It looked directly at Aster.

> "Weaver." > "Return to your assigned function." Aster quietly shook his head.

"I don't have one anymore." The Editor remained silent. Then— Thousands of silver threads erupted from its body. Each one reached toward Aster. Not to wound him. To bind him. To rewrite him. Rayan moved first. Golden dragon flames erupted from the Dharma Dragonblade. Dragon King's Slash! The golden arc tore through dozens of threads. But... The severed threads instantly repaired themselves. The Editor didn't even react. Kael appeared beside Rayan. Black flames wrapped around his blade.

"Move." The two attacked together. Gold and darkness intertwined. For the first time... The two rivals fought as allies. Their combined strike shattered the frozen ground beneath the Editor. BOOOOOOOOM!! A pillar of light erupted into the heavens. When the dust settled... The Editor remained standing. Untouched. Not even a scratch marked its silver mask. Caelum narrowed his eyes.

"So physical attacks are meaningless." He thrust Fimbul into the ground.

"I'll freeze reality itself." His Divine Domain expanded once more. But this time... The ice spread only a few meters before stopping. The Editor calmly looked at the frozen ground. > "Unauthorized modification denied." The ice disappeared. Erased. As though it had never existed. Caelum's pupils contracted.

"... Impossible." Atlas struggled against the frozen time outside the barrier. His body refused to move. Only his voice reached Rayan.

"Listen carefully..."

"The Editors cannot be defeated by power."

"They don't obey this world's laws." The faceless leader slowly turned toward Rayan. > "Primary Anomaly." > "You continue to generate impossible outcomes." Rayan pointed the Dharma Dragonblade at it.

"I call that hope." The Editor tilted its head. > "Definition..." > "... Unknown." Without warning— The Editor vanished. Rayan barely reacted. A silver blade appeared inches from his neck. CLANG!! Kael blocked the strike. The impact threw him backward across the frozen battlefield. His black armor cracked. Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

"Fast..." He muttered.

"No..." Aster whispered.

"They aren't moving."

"They're..."

"... editing distance." Everyone froze. The Editor hadn't traveled. It had simply... Changed where it existed. Another Editor appeared behind Caelum. This story is posted elsewhere by the author. Help them out by reading the authentic version. A silver spear pierced toward his heart. The Emperor spun. Fimbul collided with the spear. The impact shattered his Divine Domain completely. He was thrown hundreds of meters away. His white dragon roared helplessly outside frozen time. One by one...

More Editors entered the battlefield. Ten. Twenty. Fifty. Soon... Hundreds surrounded the four warriors. Each held a different weapon woven from glowing silver threads. Each waited silently. Like executioners. Aster slowly stepped forward.

"No..."

"They're here because of me." He looked toward Rayan.

"I'm sorry." Rayan smiled.

"We don't abandon our friends." Cassian's voice suddenly echoed from outside frozen time. Though his body couldn't move... His words somehow broke through.

"Yeah!"

"That's literally our thing!" Aster laughed. A genuine laugh. The first of his life. The Editors attacked. Hundreds vanished simultaneously. The battlefield erupted into silver flashes. Rayan blocked one. Kael destroyed another. Caelum froze a third long enough to evade. Aster dodged impossible attacks by instinct alone. Even together... They were being overwhelmed. Then... A warm golden light spread across the battlefield. Not from Atlas. Not from Rayan. From the Dharma Dragonblade itself.

The spirit of the First Dragon emerged. A colossal golden dragon coiled around the battlefield. Its eyes glowed like newborn suns. It looked toward Rayan. Not with words. With memories. Rayan suddenly understood.

"The Dragon Heart..."

"... was never meant to increase my power."

"It was meant to unite hearts." He closed his eyes. Instead of gathering Astra... He released it. Golden light flowed outward. Not as fire. As trust. It reached Kael. Caelum. Aster. Even Atlas. For a brief moment... Their hearts beat in perfect rhythm. The World System responded instantly. WORLD SYSTEM Hidden Skill Activated KING'S RESONANCE"The true king does not stand above others."

"He allows others to stand beside him." Effect: • Synchronizes allied souls. • Shares strength. • Multiplies trust into power. • Unlocks Combination Techniques. Golden symbols appeared beneath the four warriors. Kael looked at Rayan and smiled.

"So..."

"You finally figured it out." Caelum nodded.

"A king alone..."

"... can never save the world." Aster looked at his glowing hands.

"I can feel everyone..." The four raised their weapons together. The Editors paused. For the first time... Their masks displayed tiny cracks. The faceless leader spoke in a quieter voice. > "Correction Probability..." It stopped. The glowing eye flickered. > "... Decreasing." Far beyond reality... The Author slowly closed its book. Not in defeat. In curiosity. For the first time... It wanted to see what its characters would do next. To Be Continue....