Dimension System: SSS Rank Talent Awakening

Chapter 202: Closing the Rift

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The sanctum pulsed with energy, its ancient walls glowing with ethereal light as Calvin and Loira stood before the Aetherial Core.

The room vibrated with power, the air thick with tension as the Core hummed in synchronization with the sanctum’s obelisks.

"This is it," Loira said, her voice steady but tinged with urgency. Her staff glowed faintly in her grip, its runes flickering in response to the Core’s energy.

"The Aetherial Core is fully attuned. Once we activate it, it should close the main Rift Gate."(From which the army is coming though.)

Calvin glanced at her, sweat dripping down his brow. His hands hovered over the Core, its radiant glow reflecting in his eyes. "Should?" he echoed, his voice betraying his doubt.

Loira gave him a reassuring nod. "It will work. We just have to trust it."

Behind them, Raghnall, Dabi, Zen, and Aldric stood guard, their eyes scanning the room for any sign of danger.

Though the Warlord had been defeated, the Rift Gate still loomed ominously in the sky, it’s crackling energy a constant reminder of the threat beyond.

"Whatever you’re doing," Dabi said, his sword at the ready, "do it fast. The enemy won’t wait for us to finish."

Calvin placed his hands on the Core, its surface cool and smooth despite the immense energy radiating from it. He closed his eyes, focusing on the connection between the Core and the sanctum.

Loira began chanting, her voice weaving a complex spell that resonated with the obelisks surrounding them. The runes on her staff glowed brighter, casting intricate patterns of light across the chamber.

As the chant reached its crescendo, the Core flared with a blinding brilliance. Tendrils of golden energy shot out from it, connecting with the obelisks and creating a network of luminous threads that spread throughout the sanctum.

"The gate... It reacting!" Loira exclaimed, her eyes wide with both awe and determination.

Above the city, the Rift Gate began to shimmer and distort. It’s edges crackled with unstable energy, and the monstrous forms of Vanguard soldiers and Harbingers faltered as they were stepping through. Find exclusive stories on NovelBin.Côm

Just as hope began to rise among the Dabi and others, the Rift Gate surged with a burst of energy.

The silhouettes of the Voidlords became clearer, their towering forms looming menacingly as they channeled their power into the gate.

"They’re reinforcing the gate!" Aldric shouted, his sword glowing with celestial energy. "They’re trying to keep them open!"

Loira’s chant faltered for a moment, the strain of maintaining the spell evident in her trembling hands. "We can’t hold this alone. The Voidlords’ interference is too strong!"

Raghnall stepped forward, his warhammer glowing with divine light. "Then we’ll give our magical energy too. Aldric, with me!"

Calvin gritted his teeth, his entire body trembling as he poured his energy into the Core. "Loira, we need more power! The Voidlords are overpowering us!"

Loira’s eyes narrowed in determination. She raised her staff high, its runes flaring with a brilliant light. "Then let’s give them everything we’ve got!"

With a fierce cry, she slammed the staff into the ground. The sanctum responded immediately, its runes glowing brighter as it channeled an overwhelming surge of energy into the Core.

The Core’s light intensified, its golden tendrils expanding outward and engulfing the room in a radiant glow.

Calvin and others two saints felt a surge of strength course through them, the combined power of the sanctum and the Core pushing back against the Voidlords’ influence.

Above the city, the Rift Gate began to waver. The Voidlords’ control flickered, their voices echoing with frustration and anger as the gate destabilized.

From the direction of the main Rift Gate, the voice of the leading Voidlord boomed across the battlefield. "You dare defy us? Mortals, your defiance will cost you everything!"

The Rift Gate flared once more, their edges darkening as the Voidlords unleashed a final, desperate assault. Torrents of energy poured through, targeting the sanctum and the defenders.

Dabi , Zen , and Jeni, they have lese mana than Others. They are very exhausted and injured. Still they also give their mana for the final push.

As the energy battle raged on, Calvin

and Loira reached the final stages of

the ritual. The Core’s light had become almost blinding, its energy surging through the sanctum like a heartbeat.

"Now, Calvin!" Loira shouted, her voice barely audible over the deafening hum of the Core. "Release the energy!"

Calvin took a deep breath, his hands steady despite the pain. With a single, decisive motion, he activated the Core’s release mechanism.

The Aetherial Core erupted in a burst of blue light, its energy spreading out in a wave that engulfed the Rift Gate.

The gate shimmered violently before collapsing, it’s energy imploding into nothingness.

The sanctum fell silent as the last gate vanished, it malevolent glow replaced by the serene light of the core.

The defenders ( Dabi , his friends and the ally Saints) stood in stunned silence, their weapons lowered as they processed what had just happened.

The city’s skyline, once dominated by the ominous presence of the Rift Gates, was now clear and tranquil.

"We did it," Loira said, her voice barely above a whisper. She leaned heavily on her staff, exhaustion etched into her features.

Calvin sank to his knees, a mixture of relief and fatigue washing over him. "All the gates... they’re gone."

Aldric approached the group, his armor battered but his posture resolute.

"You’ve accomplished what many thought impossible. But this victory is only the beginning." There still an amry to defeat.

Dabi frowned, his gaze fixed on the horizon. "The Voidlords won’t take this lightly."

Aldric nodded grimly. "Then we must prepare. The Council is already mobilizing, but we’ll need every ally we can muster for the war ahead."

Raghnall placed a hand on Calvin’s shoulder. "You’ve done well, both of you. We don’t have too worry about more enemy coming."

"Thank you for your hardwok."

Calvin looked up, determination replacing the exhaustion in his eyes. "We’ll be ready. Whatever comes next, we’ll fight."

In the enemy camp outside the city the Voidlords gathered, their towering forms radiating an aura of malice and fury.

"They’ve closed the gates," one of them hissed, its voice dripping with venom.

The largest Voidlord stepped forward, its presence suffocating. "The mortals have proven resourceful."

Another Voidlord, its form wreathed in shadow and flame, spoke. "Let them bask in their victory."

The Voidlords’ dark laughter echoed through the void, their plans for conquering this world already taking shape.

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