My Anime Shopping Tree & My Cold Prodigy Wife!

Episode-1059

Chapter : 2117

Lloyd gritted his teeth, holding his hands steady. The strain was immense. He was acting as the anchor for the portal. The energy rushing past him felt like it was trying to pull his soul out of his body along with the fire. He could feel the edges of his pocket dimension shaking, the walls of his inventory rattling under the assault of the raw power.

He saw flashes of items he had stored in there—crates of supplies, spare parts for the Aegis, old blueprints—being tossed around in the white void like leaves in a hurricane. Some of them vaporized instantly as the plasma hit them.

He didn't care. Let it all burn. As long as his family survived, the stuff didn't matter.

The stream of energy continued to pour into the rift. The blinding light in the courtyard began to dim. The heat began to drop.

The PRIDE machine—or what was left of it—was carried along with the energy. Lloyd saw a brief flash of molten metal, a slag heap that used to be a god-killer, being sucked into the void. It tumbled into the white nothingness and vanished forever, exiled from reality.

"Almost... there," Lloyd gasped.

The flow of energy slowed down. The roar faded to a hum, then a whisper. The last wisps of the White Void were sucked into the rift.

The diamond box was empty. It was just a shell now, three walls and a roof, standing around a patch of scorched, blackened earth.

Lloyd clapped his hands together.

"Close."

The rift snapped shut. The tear in reality sealed itself instantly, leaving no scar. The connection to the pocket dimension was cut. The explosion was gone, trapped forever in a place where time didn't move.

Silence slammed back into the courtyard.

It was a heavy, ringing silence. The kind of silence that hurts the ears.

Lloyd fell forward. He caught himself on his hands and knees, his breath coming in jagged, painful gasps. He stared at the ground. The grass was gone. The dirt had been turned into black glass by the heat. But the ground was still there. The house was still standing.

He looked up.

The diamond walls of the coffin dissolved. Jasmin let them go, her energy spent. She staggered, her black crystal form flickering, but she stayed upright. She looked at Lloyd, her eyes wide.

"Is it... is it gone?" she whispered.

Lloyd nodded slowly. He pushed himself up to a sitting position. He looked at the spot where the PRIDE machine had been standing.

There was nothing.

There was no wreckage. There was no pile of scrap metal to salvage. There was no body to bury. There wasn't even ash. The ground was perfectly clean, scrubbed down to the bedrock.

The threat hadn't just been killed. It had been un-made. It was as if the machine had never existed at all. The concept of the enemy had been deleted from the coordinates.

"It's gone," Lloyd said. His voice was a wreck, just a hoarse whisper. "It's all gone."

He looked around. The smoke from the earlier battles was still drifting through the air, but it was thinning. The fires on the roof of the manor had been put out by Rosa’s ice earlier. The sky was beginning to turn a lighter shade of blue as the morning truly arrived.

He checked his internal status one last time.

[Mana: 0%]

[Stamina: Critical]

[Void Energy: Depleted]

Date: Year 2513, Month of Sun, Day 18 – 07:00 AM

Location: Ferrum Estate Ruins

The silence that followed the closing of the spatial rift was heavy. It wasn't just the absence of noise; it was the absence of threat. For the last hour, the courtyard of the Ferrum Estate had been a place of screaming metal, roaring fire, and the terrifying hum of gravity magic. Now, there was nothing. The wind had stopped blowing. The dust hung suspended in the air. The birds, who had fled miles away, had not yet returned.

Lloyd Ferrum sat on the edge of the open cockpit of the Aegis Mark IV-Beta. His legs dangled over the side, but he couldn't feel them. He couldn't feel much of anything. His body was numb, vibrating with the aftershocks of channeling so much energy. The adrenaline that had kept him moving, fighting, and calculating was gone. It had drained out of him the moment the PRIDE machine vanished into the void, leaving behind a hollow, aching exhaustion that went down to his bones.

He looked at his hands. His gloves were shredded. His skin was stained with soot and oil. His fingers were trembling—a fine, rhythmic shaking that he couldn't stop no matter how hard he tried to make a fist. The blue cracks that had appeared on his skin when he opened the Seventh Demon Gate were fading, leaving behind faint, white scars that looked like lightning bolts etched into his flesh.

Chapter : 2118

"It’s over," Lloyd whispered. His voice was a wreck. It sounded like gravel grinding together. "It’s actually over."

He tried to push himself off the metal rim of the suit, but his arms gave out. He didn't have the strength to lift his own weight. Gravity, which he had fought so hard against just minutes ago, finally won. Lloyd slid forward, tumbling out of the machine.

He expected to hit the hard, broken stone of the courtyard. He braced himself for the impact, closing his eyes.

But he didn't hit the ground.

Strong, cold arms caught him.

Lloyd opened his eyes. Rosa Siddik was there. She had moved faster than he thought possible for someone who had just spent all her mana freezing a god. She caught him by the shoulders, taking his weight without flinching. Her silver hair was messy, matted with sweat and dust. Her face was streaked with grime, and there was a cut on her cheek that was slowly bleeding.

But her eyes were bright. The grey storms in her eyes were clear. She wasn't the Ice Queen right now. She was just Rosa.

"I’ve got you," Rosa said. Her voice was fierce, but it cracked at the end. "I’ve got you, Lloyd."

From his other side, warmth pressed against him. Mina was there. She wrapped her arms around his waist, helping Rosa hold him up. Mina was crying, but she was smiling at the same time. It was a look of pure, overwhelming relief. She pressed her face against his torn uniform, not caring about the dirt or the blood.

"You idiot," Mina sobbed into his chest. "You absolute idiot. You scared us."

Lloyd let out a weak laugh. It hurt his ribs. "I scared myself a little bit too."

He looked at them. His wives. His partners. They were battered. They were exhausted. Rosa’s dress was scorched at the hem. Mina looked like she hadn't slept in a week. But they were alive. They were standing there, solid and real, holding him up when he couldn't stand on his own.

"Is he gone?" Rosa asked. She looked at the empty spot where the diamond box had been. She looked for the monster that had worn Lucifer’s face.

"Gone," Lloyd confirmed. "Deleted. There’s not even a screw left to recycle."

The tension in Rosa’s shoulders finally broke. She let out a long, shuddering breath and leaned her forehead against Lloyd’s shoulder. For a moment, the three of them just stood there, huddled together in the ruins of their home, holding each other up against the weight of the morning.

A few feet away, another figure moved.

Eun-ha, the Devil Queen Leviathan, stood near a broken pillar. She had dismissed her Sovereign form. The massive, terrifying green dragon made of data and light was gone. Now, she was just a woman in a business suit that looked very out of place in a medieval fantasy world.

She looked tired. The green light that usually scrolled across her eyes was dim, flickering slowly like a computer going into sleep mode. She slumped against the stone pillar, sliding down until she was sitting on the ground. She pulled a small, cracked datapad from her pocket and looked at it, but she didn't type anything. She just stared at the blank screen.

Lloyd looked over at her. He gently pulled away from Rosa and Mina, just enough to turn his head.

"Eun-ha," Lloyd croaked.

She looked up. A tired smile spread across her face. It was the smile of an engineer who had just pulled an all-nighter to fix a critical server crash.

"We broke the curve, Lloyd," Eun-ha said softly. "The probability of survival was less than four percent. We beat the math."

"We cheated," Lloyd corrected her.

"Best way to win," Eun-ha replied. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back against the stone. "System status: Offline. I think I’m going to sleep for a week."

"Make it two," Lloyd said.

Nearby, Spirit Jasmin was sitting on a pile of rubble. Her black diamond skin was dull. The brilliant sparkle was gone, leaving her looking like polished obsidian. She was staring at her hands. Her fingers were chipped. There were spiderweb cracks running up her arms where she had held the barrier against the explosion.

She looked up as Lloyd looked at her. Her brown human eyes, the ones Lloyd had paid so dearly to retrieve, were full of worry.

"Master?" Jasmin asked. "Did I do a good job? The box... it almost broke."

Lloyd felt a lump in his throat. He wanted to go over there and hug her, but his legs wouldn't work.

"You were perfect, Jasmin," Lloyd said. "You held the sun in a box. Nobody else could have done that."

Jasmin beamed. It was a bright, happy smile that didn't fit the warzone around them. "Good. I'm glad. I don't want to go back to the library. It’s too quiet there."