The Battle Ends

This is the first time I've truly entered this three-stage process.

The Tyranny Bracers and Death Resistance combined boosted Lister's four main attributes by 115 points, making Lister feel an overwhelming surge of power.

His killing intent and blood energy surged once more.

The Phantom Saber Soul behind him, formed from killing intent, expanded several times over once more.

Majestic, enormous, like the embodiment of a god of war.

Faced with Lister's surge in power, Zion was equally unwilling to back down.

Having just cast the Annihilation Totem, his original stamina was no longer sufficient to sustain him in casting it again.

Unfortunately, the fear of facing death and the strong will to survive made him continue to fight for his life, even at the risk of his health dropping further.

The particle-like body spread out in the starry sky as Annihilation Totem with a diameter of kilometers.

Each of those dark red light particles contained enough energy to tear apart Hegemon.

Lister's Killing Intent Wave could no longer expand under this annihilation power, which far surpassed what it had just experienced; even the Phantom his Saber Soul trembled slightly.

"The Final Chapter of Annihilation: Return to Ruins"

Zion's voice came from all directions; it was not merely a spellcasting language, but a resonance with some kind of cosmic rule.

The center of the totem suddenly collapsed into a singularity resembling a black hole, and the light from the entire Merrick Star Region began to bend toward it.

Faced with this attack, Lister showed no fear or hesitation.

He stepped forward alone, leaving a crimson trail in the void.

The temporary attributes granted by Death Resistance and the brutal amplification from the gauntlets are surging within him.

The temporary 115-point boost to his four-dimensional attributes made every inch of his muscles brimming with explosive power.

As killing intent and crimson blood power gathered, they also emanated and blossomed from his body.

Holding the knife in both hands, it was still an ordinary, unremarkable strike.

But then, the crimson Shadowless Blade suddenly shone with a bloody red light, and the threads condensed from pure killing intent completely merged with the Shadowless Blade and the Phantom Saber Soul behind it.

Lister's figure suddenly blurred before touching the annihilation singularity—not teleportation, but because the power of this strike transcended the trajectory of a certain dimension.

"Whoosh--!"

The moment the blade flashed across the singularity of the Annihilation Totem, the spacetime of the entire star field suddenly became disordered.

Within the torrent of particles that Zion had transformed into, a crimson crack burst forth from within the singularity, like a cosmic embryo being dissected.

"Attack: Deals a total of -15,230,999 true damage (critical hit), (Note: -7,337,209 points were transferred)."

The Annihilation Totem suddenly solidified, then disintegrated like a shattered mirror.

Zion's body, reconstituted from particles, fell from the void, his robes shattered, and a bowl-sized piercing wound on his chest gushed forth stardust-like energy blood.

Logically, this strike should have been enough to kill the opponent, but half of the damage was inexplicably transferred.

It's as if it was forcibly preserved by some means.

Unfortunately, the finishing move of Merrick Saber Technique is still on cooldown.

"Impossible..."

Zion looked down at the empty hole in his chest; his breath was extremely weak.

"This can annihilate rules... How is that possible..."

"How could it possibly be shattered by a mere single strike..."

"Martial Arts Department... How is that possible...?"

They were, after all, Witchcraft Civilization that had been active in the Galactic Federation.

Even with a long history and considerable strength, they still retain ingrained notions about the Class Holder system.

I have never been able to open my eyes and see the vast universe.

Judging the strength of Class Holder solely from the perspective of geniuses within the Galactic Federation.

Nothing is impossible.

Your rules don't apply to me.

Lister's blade was pressed against Zion's throat.

When he was Saber Soul Embodiment, he could clearly see the cracks in the other person's soul.

That crimson blade of light had already slashed into the opponent's most fundamental level of existence.

Zion suddenly laughed, his shattered pupils reflecting the starry sky behind Lister.

You think this is the end?

Barely surviving the explosion, the core of the surviving First Governing Star of the Witchcraft Civilization suddenly erupted with blinding light.

Lister sensed the Killing Intent Wave; an ancient aura was awakening there, even more powerful than Zion at his peak.

It doesn't seem like real life; it's more like a remnant of a powerful soul merely existing according to some kind of rule.

"This aura... could it be the first generation of Witchcraft leaders?"

Boren's voice changed at that moment.

"They're still alive?"

Zion's body began to become transparent, and what flowed from his wounds was no longer blood, but some kind of dimensional rift.

"Lister, you'll never know the true depths of Witchcraft Civilization..."

It was as if some kind of soul aura had attached itself to him, somewhat similar to the resonance of Lister's Saber Soul Possession.

Unfortunately, compared to himself, he was Saber Soul transformed from a soul.

The soul of the other party's first leader wanted to resonate with Zion, but it took time, and it wasn't as smooth as expected.

"Puff!"

Without hesitation, the Shadowless Blade pierced Zion's forehead.

"Attack: Deals a total of -14,253,999 true damage (critical hit), (Note: -14,253,999 points were transferred)."

Ah~!

Zion cried out in intense pain, a blow to his very soul.

Even if the harm is transferred, the pain cannot be avoided.

Seeing this, Lister increased his speed and turned the handle of the knife.

He shredded the opponent's forehead, and seeing that the opponent's health was not low, he drew his sword again, gathered his strength, and slashed down once more.

Finally... after a desperate shout, Zion's presence vanished completely.

The incomplete soul that possessed him also seemed to have been destroyed by Lister.

Notification: Zion Kael'thas has been killed. 82,355,621 experience points gained.

Notification: The unknown soul has been slain, gaining 32,349,671 experience points.

Only after seeing the notification from the system did Lister finally sheathe his sword, muttering to himself.

"If you don't want to sleep forever, then die."

At this moment, the First Governing Star of the Witchcraft Civilization seemed to have some kind of energy drained away, and a massive earthquake began to occur.

The planet, already mostly ruined and severely damaged, is now devoid of any life, as if utterly lifeless.

Meanwhile, Kavin and Boren also eliminated other "nourishment" once again.

The entire situation is now completely clear.

Only Morris is currently locked in a stalemate with the Lord of Qingteng.

However, when Lister's figure appeared in front of him, an extreme killing intent poured out, and behind him was a terrifying Phantom of a sword Saber Soul.

All of this filled him with fear, and at this point, he couldn't muster any will to resist.

None of the two World-Ending Level experts and two Overlord Tier experts on the opposing side died.

His strength is at most on Sailuo, but now, with 4 against 1, he is definitely no match.

Upon seeing this, the rhombus-shaped crystal on Morris's chest suddenly burst forth with dazzling golden light, and dozens of star-track chains intertwined in the void to form a cage-like shape.

But this cage wasn't meant to imprison them; rather, it imprisoned him, like a specially made defense for himself.

As Lister approached step by step, the Hegemon of the Void Corridor finally abandoned his arrogance, his voice filled with unprecedented solemnity.

"Lister, are you sure you want to make enemies of the Void Corridor?"

Why did you help Sailuo?

Lister asked in a calm tone.

His inner thoughts were weighing whether to kill the opponent, and whether he would become an enemy of the Void Corridor because of the opponent.

"I am the Hegemon of the Void Corridor, I advise you not to do anything foolish!"

Without giving a reply, Morris's attitude became even more defiant, as if Lister and the others dared not do anything to him.

But what responded to him again was a crimson blade of light that traversed the entire star field.

The Phantom of the Saber Soul perfectly overlapped with the Shadowless Blade, and fine dimensional cracks appeared on the trajectory of the strike—this was a blade capable of cutting through anything!

"Clang--!"

The moment the star-track chain clashed with the blade, Morris's pupils constricted sharply.

His proud dimensional confinement was torn apart in the most brutal way, and the ancient star trail runes inherited from the Void Corridor were collapsing in the flash of blades.

The blade's edge sliced through the cage, its power undiminished, instantly piercing through half of his body.

The Hegemon of the Void Corridor spewed out a golden-blue blood mist, and the dimensional scene reflected in the crystal on his chest suddenly became disordered.

"You.!"

As Lister's second stab came at him, Morris's questioning voice abruptly stopped.

"Because of the Soul Barrier!"

"Sailuo and Zion promised me a certain share of soul crystals."

Finally, the blade stopped in front of him. Although it did not directly cut him, the blinding light of the blade still blew open the flesh on his face.

"Is it for you... or for the Void Corridor?"

Lister's voice remained indifferent.

That attitude gave Morris absolutely no chance to beg for mercy or negotiate.

All Morris knew was that if he didn't answer as requested, this bastard would kill him without hesitation.

After some hesitation, I ultimately decided to tell the truth without having time to weigh the options carefully.

"For me."

The next instant, the blade continued its unstoppable slash.

The crystal on Morris's chest shattered completely, and his figure suddenly blurred.

Countless void runes burst forth from his body, condensing in the vacuum into a golden gate spanning light-years.

This is the Void Corridor's ultimate survival skill, "Dimensional Warp," their race's strongest passive escape method.

"Lister!"

Morris's voice came from the closing door, filled with deep-seated hatred.

"I will remember this humiliation! Prepare for the Void Corridor's kill order!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Lister's second strike landed squarely on the golden gate.

The door was instantly smashed to pieces, and Morris's scream came from behind it.

Even Void Race most relied-upon escape method was still unable to withstand Lister's strike in his current peak third-stage state.

Moreover, under the passive influence of the Yellow Court Saber Art Visualization Method, this strike passed through the golden gate and ultimately struck his soul.

Notification: Morris has been killed, gaining 62,355,621 experience points.

The Lord of Qingteng stood to the side, his expression somewhat worried.

"Did they really kill Morris?"

"If they pursue us through the Void Corridor, I'm afraid we'll be..."

The Eternal Sea of Trees was already coveted by the Emerald Royal Court; if the Void Corridor were added to the mix, Lister's understanding of the birth of the Seed of Eternity four hundred years from now would be...!

"Letting him go back will be the same; in fact, it will only make things worse."

"Furthermore, the Soul Barrier has not yet been detected by the Void Corridor; on the contrary, there is still some room for maneuver."

The Milky Way Galaxy's greatest secret, and its richest strategic resource, Soul Barrier.

It now appears that Morris only knows about this temporarily and has not informed the Void Corridor.

This kind of strategic resource, which involves soul enhancement, won't provide a significant boost to those at the Overlord Tier or above, but it's still a resource that would make even super powers envious.

Lister could not allow other superpowers to know about this situation.

Even with the Void Corridor's intelligence capabilities, it could find out the truth at a price if one had even the slightest thought.

However, if he doesn't even have these thoughts, he can still use this Soul Barrier in the Milky Way Galaxy.

For at least the past ten years or so, haven't the Witchcraft Civilization and the Beta Civilization been using it without any problems right under the noses of the Void Corridor after reaching an agreement with Morris?

As for the battle with the Void Corridor, they are currently no match for their opponent.

But it's impossible for the other side to wipe them out.

Time is on Lister's side; the timeline and actions of the universe will not move too fast, once another few hundred years have passed.

The players have returned, Lister is confident he can dominate the vast universe.

Not to mention that the Mechanical God Cult will also rise to prominence in the universe and become a superpower.

Qingteng saw that Lister had anticipated this, so he said nothing more and simply nodded.

With the battles at the Overlord Tier and above over, the battlefield has now fallen into an eerie silence.

The remaining Federation fleet ceased firing, and the officers of the affiliated forces that followed the two great civilizations stared blankly at Lister men in the starry sky.

The invincible Sailuo and Zion in their hearts had not even left behind their physical remains.

General Boren's voice broke the silence at that moment.

"Those who surrender, lay down your weapons!"

Instantly, countless Central Army soldiers shut down the ship's controls.

Countless officers emerged from the warships and stood frozen in the starry sky, anxiously awaiting the final outcome.

They dared not hope for anything else. Knowing that the Galactic Federation was about to change, or had already changed, they only hoped that they would still have the opportunity to follow the new leader!

"Statistical analysis of battle losses."

Seeing that there were no stubbornly resisting warships, Boren skillfully commanded his Central Army.

As a veteran general from the former Federation Military District, his nearly eight thousand years of accumulated prestige was still effective, no matter how much the two great civilizations suppressed him.

On the holographic star map, the blue dots representing the Central Army of the Merrick Civilization dimmed by 33%.

Meanwhile, 28% of the red zones, symbolizing hostile forces, were also extinguished.

In terms of sheer numbers, the enemy forces actually suffered greater losses.

Once this decisive battle, which will shake up the galactic order, ends, the overall power of the Milky Way Galaxy will decline by more than 10%.

"Announce to the entire galaxy."

Lister sheathed his sword, his Killing Intent Wave sweeping through the souls of every survivor.

"Effective immediately, the Galactic Federation Constitution is hereby repealed."

His voice wasn't loud, yet it resonated in the souls of all who heard it.

"The new order will be jointly governed by the Merrick and Leviathan Civilizations."

"All the Central Army, Civilization Army, and even the Expeditionary Army of the Federation Military Districts have returned to their posts."

"All registered civilizations shall cease all external activities."

"Send a representative to the founding conference of the new federation in Merrick First Governing Planet!"