Single Wish: Rise Of The Omniscient Paragon

Chapter 504 : 503: Rage of The Almighty

As Pamela hovered in the air with the scattered remnants of the storm constructs flying around her in a haphazard manner, she gazed at a shattered mountain which had more than half of its body covered by the sea of liquid lightning.

On the shattered mountain was Zal'Zerael. Its glowing orb of eyes had a cold and solemn light in them as they stared straight into Pamela's infinity-marked eyes.

The storm roared as the space around both monsters trembled under the weight of their clashing wills. Pamela hovered midair, her transformed form radiating an aura of invincibility.

Her Genesis Armament, Destroyer, the Indigo-grade spear inscribed with white graded runes, pulsed with energy as though alive.

Zal'Zerael's eyes glowing eyes narrowed as it studied her, and a second later, it perceived the chaotic aura and immense heat radiating from Pamela, and it realized that Pamela was dying.

However, despite knowing this, and despite the immense power he possessed in the presence of its Imperium, there was an undeniable tension in the air, a momentary hesitation as it recognized the immense danger Pamela posed.

'Not only is she dangerous, her Genesis Armament is also dangerous.'

Zal'Zerael thought, and then it saw Pamela spin her spear effortlessly, its glowing blade slicing through the charged air with a sharp hum.

Pamela's silver eyes, marked by infinity, burned with a ruthless light as her lips curled into a smile. "What's wrong, little Zal? Losing your confidence?"

She mocked, but her words were met with a deafening roar.

Zal'Zerael lunged, its massive wings propelling it forward as its claws slashed through the air, each strike imbued with the destructive force of the storm and the runes.

But… Pamela was faster.

Her enhanced agility turned her into a streak of light, her movements were so quick that Zal'Zerael was beginning to see after images of her movement.

She ducked and weaved through the massive energy claws that Zal'Zerael sent out. When she got closer to Zal'Zerael, she spun her spear.

"Valecrest Spear Art: Crescent Arc!"

Pamela swung her spear in a wide, glowing arc, the blade leaving a trail of runic energy in its wake. The energy solidified midair, forming a shimmering crescent that slashed into Zal'Zerael's wing with devastating force.

Zal'Zerael roared in pain as the attack tore through its storm-forged flesh and its defences, sending fragments of glowing energy cascading to the ground.

Pamela didn't stop.

She surged forward, spinning her spear with impossible speed as she closed the distance between them. Each movement was a seamless blend of martial arts and arcane mastery.

"Runic Infusion: Crashing Star!"

The runes on her spear flared brilliantly as she drove the weapon forward. Her mana, arcane energy, runes, and multiple other skills condensed into a single, explosive point at the tip of the spear.

The attack struck Zal'Zerael's chest, piercing through its obsidian-like armor and a massive shockwave rippled across the sky and the sea of liquid lightning of Zal'Zerael's Imperium.

Zal'Zerael staggered, its colossal body skidding backwards as molten lightning poured from the wound. The storm above reacted violently, and bolts of crimson energy crashed down as if in protest of their creator and lord's pain.

However, just like before, Pamela easily dodged each lightning strike just like how she had dodged every single lightning strike that had rained down on her from the moment the Imperium was fully formed.

Pamela exhaled deeply, and a dense amount of steam escaped her lips. Although her breathing was steady, the scalding haze and the visible burning veins that could be seen through her brightly glowing skin said otherwise.

Pame was going through immense pain, but not once did she show it. In fact... she smiled.

"You're not looking so good, Zal," she said, her voice calm but laced with mockery. "Maybe you should call it quits before I really get serious."

Zal'Zerael's growl was low and dangerous, its wings spreading wide as it summoned the full force of its Imperium. The sea of lightning erupted, massive waves surged across the sea of liquid lightning, and then massive tendrils that lashed out in every direction were formed.

The lightning in the sky churned chaotically, and the clouds spun at an extremely fast speed. A few seconds later, a thick bolt of crimson lightning struck Zal'Zerael, and then its already titanic body became twice as large.

Its body began glowing more brightly and thick bolts of crimson lightning streaked across its body.

"Whistle, can't believe you got bigger. You're making yourself an easier target practice if I'm being honest.

"If you think your act of destroying your body is enough to kill me, then you're delusional."

Pamela smirked, and then she raised her spear. "We'll see who the delusional one is, little Zal."

Without waiting for a response, Pamela surged forward, and her body became a blur of motion as she closed the distance between them. The runes on her spear pulsed rhythmically, synchronizing with the energy coursing through her veins.

"Valecrest Spear Art: Falling Heaven!"

Pamela leapt into the air, her Destroyer glowing with blinding light as she brought it down in a devastating overhead strike. The impact shattered the tendrils of molten lightning and sent shards of energy flying in all directions.

Zal'Zerael roared in fury, retaliating with a massive swipe of its claw. The strike connected, and to Pamela's disbelief, Zal'Zerael overpowered her.

She was sent hurtling through the air, and her body slammed into the sea of liquid lightning with a loud SPLASH, she crashed inside the sea of liquid lightning.

Zal'Zerael's glowing white orbs of eyes widened slightly in surprise when it saw about ten percent (10%) of the sea of liquid lightning evaporate into a tremendous amount of steam.

"Just how much energy is she pumping through her body… How is she not dead?"

Zal'Zerael mumbled with a tone filled with surprise.

It knew how vast and deep its sea of liquid of lightning was, and for ten percent (10%) to evaporate just because Pamela fell inside it, it could not help but wonder just how much energy and heat Pamela was keeping in her body.

'I guess that's why her physical prowess was able to increase by that much… To gain such power, she had to put her life on the line… Truly foolish.'

Zal'Zerael shook its head in slight regret, and for a moment, the battlefield fell silent.

Then, Pamela rose with her spear in a throwing posture.

"Valecrest Art: Rage of The Almighty!"