I Received System to Become Dragonborn

Chapter 708: Artifact Used

The wall crumbled like brittle stone under the push. Shards of metal and energy-infused debris exploded outward as they crashed into the next chamber, a darkened control room filled with glowing screens and flickering holograms.

Laston staggered, his metal boots skidding across the floor as he barely regained his footing.But Aerchon was relentless and he don’t want to stop.

Without hesitation he swung again, his sword moving through the air like a streak of fast silver light.

Laston managed to block that with ease, his cybernetic arm taking the brunt of the impact but the sheer force of the blow sent tremors up his limb.

"You’re a fool, kid," Laston said, his voice sounded calm but also laced with irritation. "Fighting against this new kind of power will only lead to your downfall."

Aerchon didn’t respond with words. He pressed forward, his attack coming faster and each of that attack become more precise and ruthless. As if Aerchon just pouring his anger into Laston.

Laston was forced on the defensive now. He dodging and countering, but it looks like that he couldn’t match the raw fury in Aerchon’s attacks.

On that room, the battle against Eryndor raged on. The construct had fully adapted to their tactics, its mechanical frame shifting with eerie fluidity.

Saeldir and the others struggled to find an opening as it continued to repel their attacks with increasing efficiency.

"Enough of this!" Saeldir growled, frustration boiling over.

He raised his hands, channeling a surge of raw Magical power. Runes blazed to life around him, forming a massive rune circle beneath Eryndor’s feet.

"If we can’t break through its defenses then I’ll tear them apart!"

The floor trembled as chains of pure energy erupted from the rune and lashing onto Eryndor’s limbs with renewed power. This time, they did not merely bind, they constricted with crushing power, the runes pulsing with the might of a high-tier spell.

Eryndor’s body convulsed as the energy tore into his armor, causing some of his plates to crack under the pressure. But instead of struggling, his eyes flashed with an ominous glow.

"New data acquired," he intoned in a mechanical voice. "Countermeasure initiated."

A pulse of black energy exploded from his core which located somewhere inside his chest. The bindings shattered and before anyone could react Eryndor’s arm morphed into a massive energy cannon.

The air crackled with volatile power as he fired a devastating blast straight at Saeldir.

Saeldir barely had time to erect a barrier before the attack collided. The force was immense it sending him skidding back, his feet carving deep grooves into the metal floor. His shield held but only barely.

Eryndor shuddered, his body convulsing as the damage accumulated. His glowing eyes dimmed for a brief moment.

Then suddenly his entire frame locked in place.

For one second, silence filled the chamber.

Then, a deafening surge of energy erupted from his core.

The artifact’s power clashed violently with the runes engraved into his metal body. The conflicting forces spiraled out of control, causing his core to overload.

A high-pitched mechanical screech tore through the air as cracks formed along his armor.

"Warning—System—Fail—"

With one final pulse, Eryndor’s form crumbled inward. His body collapsed, metal plates splitting apart as his internal systems failed completely.

A final burst of energy rippled through the room before silence fell once more.

Saeldir exhaled sharply, lowering his hands. He could still feel the artifact’s energy lingering in the air.

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"It’s dead now," Sylra murmured.

Arlyn let out a breath of relief, gripping his swords as he turned to check on Vael and Saeldir.

But Saeldir’s eyes narrowed.

"No," he muttered. "Not yet."

His gaze snapped toward the other room where Aerchon and Laston were still fighting.

They had taken down Eryndor. But the real battle was still far from over.

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