You're Young, Take Your Time

"Even if you have been raised by our Demon Clan race for hundreds of thousands, even millions of years, that is still a matter of the same world! You still have the right to live!"

"The extraterrestrial beings have arrived with malice that could destroy the world. Do you know that the world is about to be destroyed?!"

His eyes were filled with resentment and indignation, and his voice carried a sense of powerlessness.

"We, the Demon God Race, are the true guardians of this world! You Mortal World beings are the accomplices in its World Destruction! And what are your glorious [Gods ] doing?!"

"We, the Demon Gods, love this world more than you do! We cherish the trillions of lives more than you do! You are pushing yourselves toward destruction!"

The Oldest Elf, expressionless, listened to this long passage, then surprisingly revealed a strange smile:

"Oh? So what?"

Raymond Caldwell froze, his anger instantly rising in his chest, then he flung his hands away as if he had touched someone else's stillness.

He had the feeling of being approached by a strange middle-aged man in a trench coat while walking down the street, who then lifted the coat.

Ignoring his injuries and disregarding the subsequent damage and Sealing effect of [Fifteenth Ring World Spell - False Star], he stumbled and ran away.

Escaping this place was his only obsession at that moment.

But just as He fearfully reached the edge of the Dark Domain, He saw a crack appear in the Dark Domain.

A Stars was carelessly thrown in.

[Raymond Calderwell]: "..."

Those Stars are the miniature Fixed Stars hanging in the sky; this one is a full 20,000 kilometers in size, far exceeding the size of the pseudo-star from before.

Although this natural little star lacks the ultimate mechanism of Fifteenth Ring Spell, and its instantaneous damage and Suppression are far inferior to that of a pseudo-star, its sheer massive value alone is enough to drive the heavily injured Fourteenth Ring Demon God to utter despair.

"No--!"

"I can still steam! I can't die!"

"Three Qi..."

Raymond Caldwell did not give up hope of survival.

He deliberately crashed into the tiny Fixed Star that was hurtling towards him, beginning his search for a glimmer of hope.

Ultimately, the battles and strategies cannot escape two core principles: numerical scale and underlying mechanics.

The tiny Fixed Star that crashes down represents the ultimate value.

The survival method that Raymond Caldwell will next demonstrate is a mechanism collectively known as Chain Self-Replication.

Using a small amount of its own energy as a trigger to assimilate and induce a chain reaction in the environment of the same kind is the essence of most environmental Spells.

All strong individuals use this method; the difference lies in the strength of their respective mechanisms.

Raymond Caldwell endlessly consumes the light and heat energy from this miniature Fixed Star to regenerate his body.

All Mana Side users are adept at this mechanism because elements inherently possess [Infestation], which is the prototype of [Chain Self-Replication].

But just as Raymond Caldwell was absorbing energy to heal his injuries, he sensed a massive Fire Element enveloping him.

He could not overcome that power; the opponent seemed to have absolute control over the elements, a control that even surpassed His Myriad Transformations Authority in the Mortal World.

In other words, in the [Chain Self-Replication] mechanism, it lost to the opponent numerically!

He dragged his body, which had recovered less than 20% of its original size, out of the miniature Fixed Star, only to see a familiar figure.

That figure wielding a long sword, hunting down all the other Myriad Transformations Demon Gods.

Death was, in fact, predetermined from the start.

You have killed [Raymond Caldwell]

[The following are the drops:...]

[Jianfeng] did not look at the Authority left behind by the fallen ancient Demon God, but simply lowered his eyes Jingjing stared at the simple and unadorned Basic Long Saber in his palm.

When facing the weakened [Raymond Calderwell], he didn't use any [Battle System] assistance, abandoning all skill and secret techniques as a backup, relying purely on his own honed Sword Dao and the most basic, simple Slash to kill him.

The Scholar is right.

To achieve enlightenment by relying on external forces is ultimately to Vassal to others; only by personally traversing thorns and walking the path of battle can one cultivate a true path that belongs to oneself.

The invisible barrier that had bound his Sword Dao suddenly cleared away at this moment.

The [Saber Art Grandmaster Lv. EX] entry floating above his panel trembled slightly, its light blazing intensely, and countless insights into the Sword Dao hidden deep within his bloodline and soul surged wildly.

The two characters "[Apex Realm]" are faintly visible, appearing and disappearing.

[Jianfeng] gently closed his eyes, sinking into a vast and boundless state of enlightenment.

A ray of clear, pure light slowly rose from in front of him.

[Raymond Caldwell]'s Myriad Transformations Authority drops and automatically merges with the Myriad Transformations Authority collected by [Jianfeng], resulting in a complete Myriad Transformations Authority!

Kundina, standing to the side, clearly sensed the Berserk and chaotic Silk Mana in the world. It became completely docile the moment the Authority manifested, but it was also faintly more excited, as if it had seen its master holding a candle and a whip.

Just as the previous era's Fruit Position had Absolute Domination over Qi, the complete Authority of Myriad Transformations has absolute control over the Silk Mana.

This was supposed to be Authority that would overturn the existing order, but before the radiance of the Myriad Transformations Authority could be consolidated, six completely different Origin lights suddenly burst forth from the depths of the Void!

Six illusory figures, each with a different color and an ancient and profound aura, descended simultaneously from the Void rift of the Demon Realm, slowly rising and falling around the Myriad Transformations Authority.

In addition to the Authority of [Myriad Transformations], the other Six Paths Authorities also appeared here at the same time!

[World Ward], [Origin Summoning], [Prophecy], [Heart Nexus], [Manifestation], [Life Breath].

"This is..."

Kundina didn't know what had happened, but she reacted quickly and acted instantly.

"Does acquiring a portion automatically grant you control of the entire group? Is it some kind of cheat code where you can grab everything if you're fast enough? Tracing its origins?"

Jianfeng slowly opened his eyes, his expression calm and unwavering, showing no surprise whatsoever at the grand spectacle of the seven Authority gathered before him.

He raised his hand Authority grasped in mid-air, precisely locking the ever-rotating Myriad Transformations Authority, forcefully separating it from the system of seven fused Myriad Transformations Authorities.

Meanwhile, the Six Paths Authority that were in the process of merging inexplicably flew into the soul of the Oldest Elf had somehow come closer.

Why aren't they merging?

From the soul of the Oldest Elf, silt surged forth, churning and billowing, and a misty, ethereal body slowly emerged from the depths of the silt.

[Jianfeng] shook his head, simply letting Kundina take away the Authority of [Myriad Transformations].

[Wu Guang], having shed her disguise, was somewhat surprised by [Jianfeng]'s choice, but still smiled and said to Kundina:

"God of Magic, you're young, take your time. As for the Demon Realm, I'll take it first."

Kundina didn't hear those words. The moment she obtained the [Myriad Transformations] Authority, she had already Spatial Leap into the Dark Domain.