"Teleportation is blocked!" Rogge yelled back, banking hard to avoid a swipe of the god's hand. "The space is frozen! If we try to jump, we'll be scattered across the cosmos as frozen meat confetti!"

Alvian watched the battle, his [Heart of Frost] attunement allowing him to see the flow of mana that the others couldn't. He saw the tethers connecting the Avatar to the mountain. Rogge was right. It was a losing battle.

"Standard magic follows the rules of the System," Alvian muttered. "Fire melts ice. But infinite ice extinguishes fire."

Rogge seemed to realize this at the same moment. He stopped his chair, hovering in the center of the sanctum, staring at the colossal face of Engels. The manic glee faded from his face, replaced by a cold, terrifying sorrow.

"George", Rogge's voice came over the comms, strangely calm. "Prepare the [Void Anchor]. When I create the opening, you pull them out."

George's eyes widened. "Rogge, no. You can't use that. It's theoretical! It consumes Life Essence as a catalyst!"

"Theory is just practice waiting to happen!" Rogge snapped, his grin returning, sharper and more dangerous than before.

He reached into his coat and pulled out a vial. It didn't contain liquid. It contained a miniature, swirling sun.

Alvian recognized it. The [Essence of a Dying Star]. An SSS-Rank material that shouldn't exist in this timeline yet.

Rogge turned his chair to look down at Alvian. For a moment, the chaos seemed to pause.

"Alvian!" Rogge shouted. "You asked me for a weapon! You asked me to teach you! Lesson Number One: The System is a cage. Logic is a shackle. If the equation says you lose…"

Rogge uncorked the vial. He downed the contents in one gulp.

His body instantly ignited. His skin turned to charcoal, then to pure light. His lab coat incinerated. He was no longer a man; he was a humanoid silhouette of blinding, white-hot plasma.

"…You change the variables!"

[System Alert! Anomaly Detected!]

[Player/NPC Rogge has initiated [Forbidden Art: Lava Scorching Sun Array].]

[Warning! Energy levels exceeding server parameters!]

"BEHOLD!" Rogge's voice was no longer human; it was the roar of a supernova.

He flew straight up, directly into the open mouth of the Avatar of Engels.

The Ice God flinched. For the first time, there was fear in its void-like eyes. It tried to close its mouth, tried to swat the gnat away.

Too late.

Rogge dove into the abyss of the god.

"BOOM!"

There was no sound. The explosion was so loud it deafened the world. A sphere of absolute, blinding light expanded from within the Avatar's head. The purple clouds evaporated. The snow turned to steam instantly. The black ice of the sanctum melted into slag.

Inside the golden barrier, the squad shielded their eyes. The heat was intense, even through 's protection.

Above them, the sky was burning.

The Avatar of Engels screamed—a sound that shattered the remaining walls of the sanctum. Its head, made of indestructible divine ice, began to glow orange, then white. Cracks appeared, leaking liquid fire.

Rogge was burning him from the inside out. He was trading his life, second by second, to become a sun that would melt a god.

Alvian watched, his eyes unblinking despite the glare. He etched this moment into his soul. This was the peak of power. This was what it meant to be an Anomaly. It wasn't about stats. It was about the willingness to burn everything, even yourself, to achieve the impossible.

But as the light intensified, Alvian saw the numbers.

[-5,000,000!]

[-5,000,000!]

The Avatar's health was plummeting. 50%... 30%... 10%...

But Rogge's life force was dropping faster.

The sun in the sky flickered.

"He's not going to make it," Alvian whispered. "He's going to burn out before the god dies."

The Avatar, half-melted and missing its lower jaw, roared in triumph as the heat within it began to fade. It had 5% health left. Rogge was gone, his essence spent.

The Calamity was wounded. It was crippled. But it was alive. And an alive Calamity recovers.

George fell to his knees, weeping. "Rogge…"

The Avatar raised its remaining hand to crush the barrier.

Alvian stepped forward. He drew his [Shadow-Stride Boots]. He checked his ring. [Klaus's Upgrade] was ready.

He looked at the dying god, then at the spot where his mentor had vanished.

"Lesson received, Professor," Alvian said.

He activated the ring.

"[Blessing]."

He looked at his skill list. He didn't use [Shadow Weave]. He didn't use [Frost Descent].

He looked at the [Runic Aegis +2].

"Let's see if a god bleeds."

The silence of the aftermath was broken only by the hissing of melted ice turning to steam. The Avatar of Engels hung in the sky, a ruined mockery of its former glory. Its face was a crater of molten slag, its chest heaving with ragged breaths that shook the mountain. It clung to existence with a stubborn, divine tenacity.

[Target Health: 4.2%]

Professor Rogge was gone. The miniature sun he had become had flickered and died, leaving only drifting ash in the wind. The sacrifice had been absolute, a gamble that had stripped the god of its invulnerability but failed to deliver the final blow.

Now, the Avatar's rage was focused on the survivors.

"INSECTS…" the god's voice was a garbled, psychic static. "YOU… WILL… SUFFER."

It raised its hand. Mana began to gather...slowly, painfully, but with enough density to wipe out the exhausted squad.

Professor George was unconscious, his mana drained from maintaining the barrier. Valeria was propped up on her sword, barely conscious. Arin was catatonic.

Only Alvian stood.

He stood atop the dais, directly under the shadow of the god. The heat from Rogge's sacrifice had warmed the air, stripping away the environmental debuffs. Alvian felt light. He felt clear.

He looked up at the 4.2%. It was a massive amount of health for a Calamity, likely millions of points. But it was finite.

"System," Alvian said, his voice calm. "Show me the structural integrity of the Avatar."

[Scanning…]

[Target is unstable. Core matrix exposed at the throat. Thermal stress fractures detected.]

"Exposed core," Alvian noted. "A critical weak point."

He looked at his hand. The [Klaus's Upgrade] ring was pulsing, the [Blessing] active.

Double the effect of the next skill.

He had one shot. If he missed, they died. If he failed to deal enough damage, they died.

He equipped the [Behemoth's Earthshaker Greataxe].

He triggered his [Shadow-Stride Boots].

"Shadow Step."

He didn't teleport to the ground. He teleported to the shadow cast by the Avatar's own chin—a shadow that existed even in the glowing ruin of its face.

Alvian reappeared in mid-air, hundreds of feet above the ground, hovering right in front of the God's exposed, glowing core.

The Avatar's eyes widened. It saw him. The gnat.

"DIE," it commanded.

Alvian didn't listen. He activated his skill. Not an attack skill.

"[Runic Aegis +2]."

[Blessing Activated: Skill Effect Doubled.]

Normally, Runic Aegis summoned 7 runes.

With the blessing?

Fourteen massive, ancient runes of force materialized around Alvian in the air. They hummed with a violent, purple energy.

"Launch," Alvian commanded.

But he didn't fire them one by one. He didn't fire them as projectiles.

He used the [Reactive Force] mechanic.

He swung the Greataxe. He hit his own runes.

He smashed the heavy blade into the first rune, driving it into the second, then the third, creating a chain reaction of kinetic energy. He was playing billiards with magical explosives, using himself as the cue.

The runes detonated.

[Reactive Force Triggered!]

[Reflecting Damage!]

Alvian chained the explosions, riding the shockwave. He turned himself into a living missile, propelled by the detonation of fourteen defensive runes, aimed directly at the Avatar's throat.

"BREAK THE RULES!" Alvian screamed, echoing Rogge's final words.

He slammed into the exposed core.

"CRACK!"

The sound was the snapping of a world's spine.

The Greataxe shattered into a million pieces.

The runes exploded inside the God's wound.

True Damage. Multiplied.

[-2,500,000! Critical!]

[-2,500,000! Reactive Cascade!]

The numbers filled the sky, a golden rain of mathematics.

The Avatar of Engels froze. The light in its eyes flickered. It looked at the tiny human embedded in its throat, confusion etched onto its ruined face.

Then, it shattered.

Not into ice. Into light.

The Calamity dissolved, its connection to the dimension severed. The massive body turned into a cascade of experience orbs and loot that rained down upon the Frost Sanctum like a meteor shower.

Alvian fell from the sky. He had no mana, no stamina, and his weapon was dust. He plummeted toward the hard stone floor.

"Gotcha!"

A streak of silver light intercepted him. Valeria. She had rallied the last of her strength, leaping up to catch him mid-air. They crashed to the ground together, rolling to a stop.

Silence returned to the mountain. The violet clouds were gone. The sun...the real sun...poked through the grey sky.

[Server Announcement: REGIONAL FIRST!]

[Player Alvian has slain the Avatar of Engels (Calamity)!]

[Achievement Unlocked: Godslayer (Incomplete)]

[Experience Gained: ERROR. Amount exceeds cap.]

[Level Up!]

[Level Up!]

[Level Up!]

[Level Up!]

[Level Up!]

Alvian lay on his back, staring at the sky. He was Level 28. He had jumped five levels in a single kill.

Valeria groaned, pushing herself up. She looked at him, her face covered in soot and blood. She looked terrified, awed, and exhausted.

"You…" she whispered. "You killed a god."

Alvian closed his eyes. He felt the weight of Rogge's student ID in his pocket. It felt heavier now.

"No," Alvian whispered back. "Rogge killed a god. I just swept up the pieces."

He sat up, the notifications of Legendary loot flashing in his vision. He dismissed them.

He looked at the pile of ash where his mentor had stood.

"And now," Alvian said, his voice hardening into the cold steel of a warlord. "We make sure the Syndicate burns for this."

From the rubble, stirred. The old professor looked at the empty space, then at Alvian.

He didn't speak. He just bowed his head.

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