The Annihilator: Killer Of Gods

Karsha watched in awe as the first razor-sharp ring sliced clean through a Berserker Bloodmoon Wolf, causing the beast to collapse in a heap. The precision and lethality of the attack were beyond his expectations. Each subsequent ring followed suit, cutting through the monsters like a hot knife through butter.

The rings moved with a deadly elegance, spinning and slicing through the air with incredible speed. The Bloodmoon Wolves didn't stand a chance. One by one, they fell, their massive bodies hitting the ground with heavy thuds.

Karsha could feel the energy and precision of each ring as if they were an extension of his own being. The connection between him and the vortex was seamless. With each movement of his sword, he could direct the rings to their targets with pinpoint accuracy.

"Unbelievable," he whispered, his eyes wide with amazement. The ground around him was littered with the remains of the fallen wolves, and the air was filled with the scent of blood and burnt fur.

The monsters' attempts to evade the onslaught were futile. The rings moved too fast, and their trajectory was too unpredictable. Some wolves tried to leap out of the way, but the rings simply adjusted their path mid-air, ensuring a lethal hit every time.

As the last of the wolves fell, Karsha took a deep breath, his heart pounding with joy. The power of the combined elements was immense, and he had barely scratched the surface of its potential. There are 8 runes and he has only awakened two. This means there are still 6 more left. He couldn't help but wonder what will happen once he awakens the other elements.

"This... this is incredible," he said, a triumphant smile spreading across his face. "I've done it. I've really done it." He doesn't know how to express himself. The technique he has just displayed is too shocking.

Back on the island, Karsha had envisioned himself controlling the rings formed from the mutation. But never in his wildest dreams did he think he would achieve it this fast and in such a completely different manner. On the island, the mutation had copied some aspects of the second level, making rings wrap around the vortex. This time, however, the vortex kept expanding, and instead of the rings wrapping around it, they were shot out like projectiles.

The concept was similar, but these rings were smaller and far more numerous. They moved like a swarm of bees, cutting through monsters like tofu. The sheer power of even an A-level version of the technique was astounding. "Let's go all out then," Karsha smiled, starting to channel more ice and fire essence into his sword. As more and more essence entered the blade, he began to feel pressure on his brain.

"Fuck, I'm still not strong enough to unleash the SSS-Level combined form of the technique. I guess I'll go for SS-Level," Karsha muttered. His grip tightened on the sword as he looked forward and slashed.

Immediately, a 120-meter-tall Ice-Fire Vortex appeared, spinning like crazy. The sheer size and intensity of it were terrifying. The air around the vortex crackled with energy, and the ground beneath it began to freeze and scorch simultaneously.

The vortex roared with a life of its own, its ferocity unmatched. Rings of razor-sharp ice and fire shot out with incredible speed, each one a deadly projectile. They tore through the landscape, obliterating anything in their path. Trees were reduced to splinters, rocks shattered into dust, and the very ground itself was carved up by the relentless onslaught.@@novelbin@@

"Fuck, this is too much," Karsha cursed as he deactivated the technique. However, the moment he did, a sense of dread washed over him. "Fuck," he muttered again, immediately activating his domain and summoning the fortress.

BOOM!

The vortex, which had swelled to over 200 meters, exploded, sending shockwaves throughout the area. Karsha, protected by his fortress and domain, felt his vision black out. When he woke up, he was standing in the rose garden. "I died," he whispered to himself, a mix of disbelief and curiosity in his voice.

As he stood there, his mind replayed the moments leading up to the explosion. The sheer power of the vortex had been overwhelming, and deactivating it had triggered a catastrophic reaction. He hadn't anticipated such a violent outcome. The potential of the technique was immense, but so were the risks.

"The explosion... it was incredible," he thought, a dark glint in his eyes. The raw, uncontrollable power had destroyed everything in its path. What if he could harness that destruction? Use it to his advantage?

An idea began to form in Karsha's mind, twisted and dangerous. The explosion was a double-edged sword, a devastating force that could be a weapon in itself. If he could control the detonation, trigger it at will, he could unleash unprecedented destruction upon his enemies.

"Evil thoughts," he muttered, a smirk forming on his lips. "But necessary."

The thought of using the explosion strategically excited him. He envisioned battles where he could unleash the full power of the vortex, only to let it explode at the perfect moment, wiping out everything in its vicinity. It was a terrifying prospect, but one that could give him an unbeatable edge.

"I need to refine it," Karsha decided. "I need to learn how to control the explosion, to trigger it when I want, not when it decides."

Karsha vanished from the Rose Garden and appeared at the site of the explosion. "Fuck, it still hasn't healed up," he muttered, surveying the charred terrain and broken mountains. Despite the destruction, Karsha couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of satisfaction. The sheer power at his disposal was intoxicating.

Charging his sword once more, he swung it with precision, forming a massive vortex that rose rapidly, reaching 220 meters within seconds. "This should be enough," he muttered, and like before, he abruptly deactivated the technique.

BOOM!

The vortex exploded with a ferocity that rivaled the first blast. Karsha's vision went black as the shockwave ripped through his domain and fortress. When he woke up, he was back in the rose garden. "I died again," he whispered, a grim determination settling in his eyes.

Undeterred, Karsha repeated the process. Each time he summoned the vortex, letting it grow to its full potential before abruptly shutting it down. Each time, the explosion obliterated everything in its path, and each time, he died, only to awaken in the rose garden.

He started to notice patterns. The explosion's power was immense, but there was a slight delay between deactivating the technique and the blast. If he could time it perfectly, perhaps he could find a way to control the detonation.

Back at the site, Karsha summoned the vortex again. This time, he focused intently on the moment of deactivation, trying to sense the buildup of energy. "Come on, you can do this," he muttered to himself.

BOOM!

Another explosion, another death. But with each iteration, Karsha's understanding grew. He began to sense the subtle shifts in energy, the way the vortex behaved just before it detonated. The deaths were painful, but each one brought him closer to mastering the technique.

Hours turned into days as Karsha died over and over, each time awakening in the rose garden with a little more knowledge. He became attuned to the energy flows, the exact moment when the vortex became unstable. His resilience and determination were unwavering.

On his hundredth attempt, Karsha felt a breakthrough. As he stood before the towering vortex, he sensed the exact point of critical mass. "Now," he whispered, deactivating the technique and immediately summoning his domain and fortress with a precision he hadn't managed before.

BOOM!

The explosion was just as violent, but this time, Karsha remained conscious, protected by his enhanced defenses. He staggered, his body trembling from the effort, but he was alive.

< Ding! Congratulations, you have created a new level of the Sader's Ice Strike Technique; Nirvana Blast >

< Ding! Congratulations, you have achieved F-Level mastery of Nirvana Blast. >

"I did it," he panted, a grin spreading across his face. The process had been grueling, but the payoff was worth it. He now understood how to control the explosion, to harness its destructive power without succumbing to it.

"Damn, even the F-level mastery is this chaotic. What would become of the higher levels?" Karsha smiled evilly, reflecting on the countless times he had died to understand this technique. Although the experience had been grueling, he found himself invigorated by the challenge.

"At this rate, all I need is to create an Ice-Fire Vortex and let it detonate in the middle of a city to level it," Karsha mused, scratching his temple like a malevolent general plotting his next conquest. His mind buzzed with ideas of destruction and chaos.

"How about I try using two vortexes to test this?" he decided, his eyes glinting with a dangerous excitement. He began charging his sword with both fire and ice elemental essences, determined to see how much devastation he could unleash.

He poured enough fire and ice essence into his sword and swung it forming two Vortexes. The first vortex was a swirling maelstrom of ice and fire, already reaching an impressive height of 220 meters. The second vortex, mirroring the first, grew alongside it, its combined elemental power creating a stunning and terrifying spectacle.

The air crackled with energy, and the ground trembled beneath the force of their combined power. "This should be spectacular," he thought, his heart racing with excitement.

As he prepared to detonate both vortexes simultaneously, a sudden, alarming message from the system interrupted his thoughts: Your next read awaits at My Virtual Library Empire

< System Warning: The combined energy of the two vortexes exceeds the safety threshold. The Host is advised to take caution >

Karsha's eyes widened momentarily at the warning, but his resolve did not waver. "Too late for that now," he said with a grim smile. He activated the detonation sequence, willing the two vortexes to implode at the same moment.

BOOM!

The explosion was unlike anything he had experienced before. The combined force of the two vortexes created a cataclysmic blast that shook the very fabric of space around him. The shockwave was immense, tearing through the subspace with devastating force.

Karsha was engulfed in the explosion, his vision blurring as the power of the blast overwhelmed him. His body was torn apart by the force of the explosion, and once again, he felt the darkness close in.

When he woke, he found himself back in the rose garden, a stark contrast to the chaos he had just experienced. The familiar surroundings were calm and serene, but the weight of his actions hung heavily on him.

< System Notification: Everlasting Mountains have been obliterated. The host cannot access the space for the next 470 days >

Karsha's heart sank as he read the notification. Everlasting Mountains, the subspace where he had honed his skills, was no more accessible. The once-mighty training ground had been reduced to nothingness.

"Shit," Karsha muttered, his mind racing with the implications of his actions. The destruction was far greater than he had anticipated. He had pushed the technique to its limits, but the cost was high.

He stood in the rose garden, contemplating the magnitude of the blast and the loss of his training space. The power of the technique was immense, but so were the consequences of wielding it recklessly.

"This is only the beginning," he said to himself, a dark determination in his eyes. "I'll rebuild, refine, and master this technique, no matter what it takes." he patted his chest making his resolve.