Chapter 1770 Your strength is impressive, but... "You're not in control of your body, are you?" He questioned with a wide grin on his face. Nux stood up, staring at Zyros without saying anything. Zyros, however, already got the answer he was looking for, and his grin widened even further. The three other Primordials glanced at him, confused. "Keep attacking him. He may be strong, but he isn't used to his body. If we are fast enough and coordinate well, it won't take long before this monster is down." Instructions were given, the three Primordials nodded, and once again, the relentless onslaught started. Zyros was the first to strike. He shot multiple arrows; however, none of these arrows were aimed at Nux. They were all targeting his possible escape routes. At the same time, Vrakor appeared next to him again, his orange body shimmering brightly. Titan's Fury. One of the Titan race's trump cards, an ability that doubles their strength without any drawbacks. His massive fists came crashing down toward Nux with bone-shattering speed. Nux, who knew he couldn't dodge because his reflexes weren't fast enough, had no choice but to block. "Khhgg!" He grunted. Facing Vrakor, who was twice as strong as before, wasn't easy. He had to use both his hands to stop his fists, and even then, he was pushed back, his feet dragging through the dirt. Nux's body trembled. Even though he had blocked, he could sense some internal bleeding. Suddenly, Vrakor, who stood in front of him, disappeared with a grin. Before Nux could understand anything, "Inferno Reign!" He heard a voice. A wave of fire surged toward him, consuming Nux. Whoosh Whoosh The Primordials didn't end there. Zyros shot two arrows, and even though he couldn't see where Nux was because the flames obstructed his vision, it didn't matter. BOOOM BOOOM Both his arrows exploded. Wherever Nux was, he would be hit, and this time, they made sure they coordinated their attacks well enough that Nux couldn't escape like he did the last time. The fire cleared out because of the explosion, and Nux's figure was seen. He was still standing, but his flesh was scorched. "Kawwrrkhh!" He coughed out blood, barely avoiding falling on his knees using Absolute Kinesis. His muscles screamed as the heat intensified. He was in pain, but soon, his body began to heal again. Of course, Gragor didn't give him a chance to regenerate back to full health, The Ironfang charged forward. "Unyielding Rampage!" An ability that made his skin as hard as his armor, boosting his strength, defense, and endurance at the same time. In this state, the Ironfangs were unmatchable, especially in close-range combat. Gragor appeared next to Nux, swinging his axe, forming arcs so strong that they destroyed everything that came in their way. Each blow seemed like it was designed to break Nux into pieces. Nux wanted to teleport away, but he wasn't given any time to activate the skill. He was forced to take these attacks head-on. Some attacks he dodged successfully. Some grazed his skin as he failed to dodge in time. While the ones he couldn't dodge, he was forced to block, and... Every time he tried to block, Gragor's axe overpowered him, slicing through his skin, leaving deep cuts all over his arms, cuts so deep that even his bones were visible. Blood flowed out like a river. His regeneration was working, but there was a limit to how much it could do. His right eye was burnt to ashes, most of his flesh was scorched, many of his bones were broken because of Vrakor's relentless attacks, and there were deep cuts all over his body. How was regeneration supposed to handle all of that at the same time? Honestly, it wouldn't have mattered if Nux were a Primordial or if his enemies were Sovereigns. The real issue here was the fact that the enemies he was facing were an entire Phase above him. Sure, Nux was powerful, with thousands of abilities and multiple absurdly strong Laws he had in his arsenal. Defeating him was anything but easy. However, all of that power was limited by his Cultivation Stage. Every ability and Law he had worked at the level of a Sovereign. His regeneration, perfected to its utmost limit, could have instantly restored him to full health if not for the opponent's energy, which was a Phase higher than his own, invading his body and severely hindering its effectiveness. The same limitation applied to his offensive abilities. The Law of Absolute Devour, or any other abilities he had, would have obliterated all four of them if only the energy behind them was a Phase higher. This was the reason the difference between Phases was known to be Absolute. No matter how extraordinary one's race, abilities, or Law might be, they all ultimately relied on the energy provided by one's Cultivation Stage, and the difference in energy between two Phases wasn't just a matter of quantity but also of quality. A difference so vast that every other factor became... irrelevant. This was why, in the face of a Being from a higher Phase, even the beings with the highest potentials were reduced to helpless ants, and very few, if any, could actually defeat a being who was a Phase above them. Against a Primordial, the only thing Nux had going for him was his absurdly strong body, and even that was a mess because of how out of sync he was. "Aaagghhh!!!" Nux lashed out, trying to regain some control. He gathered whatever strength he was left with and punched, his fist connecting with Gragor's armored chest. BOOOOOM The force of the blow was enough to send Gragor flying through the air, crashing into a nearby mountain. However, because of what state he was in, Nux couldn't unleash all his strength. Gragor was already getting up, his armored body mostly unharmed. "Your strength is impressive, but just as Zyros said, your control is... pathetic," The Ironfang grinned. It was then, Nux's eyes fell on the arrow that was coming for him. If it was a normal arrow, he wouldn't have cared too much and would have focused on the Titan who was coming at. him. But this one... He couldn't ignore it. After all, he recognized this attack.