Beyond the Apocalypse
Chapter 712: Legendary Body

Chapter 712: Legendary Body

After several hours of immense agony, the final runic line was engraved into Spartacus’s body. The Space Master watched as the completed runic formation glowed with majestic light, illuminating the entire residence with a brilliance that could rival the sun.

Despite the pain still lingering in his body, Spartacus could not hide his awe at the overwhelming power radiating from the formation. However, he quickly regained focus, waving his hand to summon a massive object.

In a flash of light, a colossal coffin appeared before them, nearly three times larger than Spartacus himself. Its surface was covered in intricate symbols that seemed to pulse faintly with suppressed energy.

"I wonder if you could also assist me with the Soul Extraction," Spartacus said, his tone casual, though his eyes betrayed the importance of the task.

Vlad was momentarily surprised by the size of the coffin but quickly nodded in agreement. Without wasting time, he stepped forward and opened the heavy lid.

Inside, a massive demon lay restrained. Dozens of stakes impaled its flesh, pinning it firmly in place and suppressing its energy. Despite its helpless condition, the demon’s eyes blazed with pure hatred and rage, a gaze so intense it could have made a lesser being crumble in terror.

Of course, the Depravita of Wrath felt no fear under the demon’s hateful gaze. If anything, Vlad felt only a sense of awe and fascination. From every inch of the demon’s massive frame radiated an incredibly powerful aura of the Law of Space.

"He’s still at the Legendary Realm," Vlad thought, studying the demon carefully, "but his battle power definitely rivals that of a High Legend."

Though he would have gladly spent hours inspecting the demon’s body, deciphering its many secrets, time was of the essence. Without hesitation, Vlad lifted his runic pen and began his work.

The demon’s eyes twitched as the first runic lines burned into its body, but restrained as it was, there was nothing it could do to resist. Vlad remained entirely focused, paying no heed to the creature’s agony.

Hours passed. Finally, with a final flourish, Vlad completed the formation. Exhausted beyond measure, he collapsed to the ground, sitting heavily. He had been channeling energy from his Legendary Demon Soul to fuel the runic work, but even that immense reservoir was now utterly drained. True exhaustion, deep and consuming, settled over him.

Spartacus offered Vlad a small nod of thanks. Receiving the signal, Spartacus stepped forward, placing his hand on the core of the runic formation.

Immediately, the intricate lines began to glow, consuming the demon’s life force, vitality, and spiritual essence. Bit by bit, the demon’s massive body withered away, turning into nothing more than a pile of dust.

Hovering above the remains, however, was a dark sphere of dense plasma—the condensed soul of the creature.

Without hesitation, Spartacus grasped the demon soul and placed it over his chest. Instantly, tendrils of energy emerged from the Demon Cage Runic Formation etched into his body, wrapping around the soul and forcefully pulling it inside.

"BOOM!"

A blast of demonic energy exploded from Spartacus’s body, rocking the entire residence. An ecstatic thrill crossed the normally stoic Space Master’s face as he felt the new power coursing through him.

"Amazing," Spartacus muttered in awe. "It’s nurturing my body, expanding my energy pool, enhancing my understanding of the Law of Space, and..." He paused, briefly at a loss for words. Then, with a gleam of excitement, he added, "And it’s even granted me access to his core abilities!"

Spartacus turned toward Vlad, his gaze full of awe and admiration. The young man’s abilities as a Runic Master were as shocking as his formidable combat prowess. Though Spartacus was a figure of immense strength and higher status, he recognized true talent and hard work when he saw it.

Without a word, Spartacus clasped his hands together and performed a deep, respectful bow. Vlad smiled at the unexpected gesture. His smile grew wider when Spartacus, a moment later, tossed him a strange, glimmering apple.

Vlad caught it instinctively. Though he had never seen such a fruit before, the intense vitality and energy radiating from it were undeniable. Every cell in his body seemed to scream in desire for the apple.

"It’s an apple from the Garden of Eden," Spartacus explained, his voice carrying a note of reverence. "It will allow your body to break through into the Legendary Realm, infusing it with an overwhelming amount of vitality during the process."

Without wasting any more words, Spartacus offered Vlad a final nod before vanishing from the residence, leaving Vlad alone with the precious gift.

Gratitude swelled within Vlad. There had been no obligation for Spartacus to gift him such a rare treasure. It was a gesture born purely out of respect and appreciation.

But Vlad knew there was no time to waste. His eyes sharpened with resolve. He would not let this opportunity slip by.

Without hesitation, he assumed a meditative stance and swallowed the entire apple in one bite. The moment the fruit touched his tongue, a torrent of vitality and energy surged through his body, racing through every inch of his being.

Though his body was no longer composed of simple flesh and blood, but pure, solidified psychic energy, it was still a life-forged entity. As such, sources of vitality were incredibly nourishing for his growth.

Pulse after pulse of raw life force coursed through him, each wave reinforcing and rejuvenating his internal structures. His organs, muscles, and bones—formed from the very essence of his Depravita Star—grew stronger and more refined with every passing moment.

The process was relentless. Energy hammered into him, reshaping, reinforcing, and revitalizing him. He could feel himself evolving, climbing higher and higher toward a new summit of power.

Then, finally, it happened.

"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!"

An explosion of kinetic force erupted from Vlad’s body, so intense it fractured the walls of his room. The entire residence shook under the impact, though Vlad paid it no mind.

Opening his eyes, he rose to his feet, his body radiating unstoppable might.

"Excellent," Vlad whispered to himself, clenching his fists as waves of new strength rolled through him. "My body has finally reached the Legendary Realm!"

Power crackled around him, a living storm of strength and vitality. Vlad smiled, a fierce, predatory grin.