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[Divine Art: Sword of Order].

This is a divine art unique to the Lyra God, and within the Lyra Sect, only bishops can learn it.

This is also an irreversible ultimate divine art that transforms the physical body into order. As long as the sword does not fall, the order under the sword's edge will not collapse.

Even a figure of the Lyra bishop level could temporarily suppress the mad divine will when using this divine spell.

Then there's no need to mention that it was used by the Lyra God himself.

When the blade of this divine sword pierced through the body of the God of Eternal Life with unstoppable force, pinning him firmly to the Tower of Babel, the God of Eternal Life suffered the greatest wound since the start of the war, and the divine blood that splattered from his body stained the entire Tower of Babel red.

"Aaaaaaah!"

Ao Li Wei, who was facing the God of Eternal Life, was inevitably drenched in blood and immediately collapsed to the ground, letting out a wail of extreme pain.

His already incomplete body was now more like a pancake being spread out, the divine blood rapidly corrupting and polluting his flesh, making him wish he were dead.

Bai Wei is also unable to avoid it.

But he didn't care, because the speed at which the divine blood corrupted his body was not as fast as the speed at which his soul burned, so he stood still and did not move an inch, constantly maintaining his gaze on the God of Eternal Life.

Just a little bit more...

Just a little bit more...

Everything at hand is within his calculations.

He tried every means to stall for time, using the rules sealed in his left eye to erase the existence of immortality. This was the only way he could kill a god at the moment.

Activate [Gaze] to attract the attention of immortals, giving Lyra, who is at a disadvantage, a chance to catch her breath.

Then, instead of equipping the tongue to enhance power, he would reduce his own presence and let Immortality deal with Lyra first.

Then, after Eternal Life completely eliminates Lyra, use Lyra's dying, unstoppable body to transform into the Sword of Order, and finally deliver this final blow to Eternal Life.

The power of the Sword of Order, formed from the body of a god, is self-evident.

No matter how much the God of Eternal Life struggled and roared, it was like a loach with its belly ripped open by a nail in a market—completely useless...at least in the short term.

Until this sword falls, order will always prevail over the immortal chaos.

Meanwhile, the left eye's gaze was still functioning.

This was the only possibility Bai Wei could think of for killing immortality.

Now, everything is developing as Bai Wei predicted. Even though Yong Sheng has sensed the danger and is desperately swinging his strange claws, trying to attack Bai Wei directly, it is to no avail.

It was as if the outcome of this battle to slay the gods was already predetermined.

But...

"Click".

A crisp sound came from his chest, and then a spark was blown by the wind, drifted past his eyes, and disappeared into the air.

Bai Wei didn't look down, but he knew that these were fragments of Jie La Er's steel body that had been melted.

Jie La Er's body was dissolving; even the steel parts were collapsing.

Not to mention his physical body and soul.

The most crucial part of this war to kill gods is not how to calculate immortality or find that one and only possibility.

It's not about how to skillfully use every rule or allocate every power.

Most importantly, it's Jie La Er himself.

Can a half-crippled body, and the aged soul within it, uphold these two great rules?

Bai Wei didn't know either.

After using [Domination], the body's condition plummeted to rock bottom in an instant, and the soul in the sea of consciousness was as weak as a candle about to burn out.

"Roar!"

Immortality once again swung that terrifying claw.

This time, they finally reached the Tower of Babel.

Although it was only a slight scratch, it still made the already mostly destroyed Tower of Babel even more precarious.

In an instant, the ceiling above and the floor beneath their feet cracked open with spiderweb-like fissures.

The rubble and debris fell like rain, hitting the body, but the body did not react at all, and not even blood flowed.

Because the blood in this body had been burned off a few minutes earlier.

Amidst the fierce struggle of immortality, the Sword of Order began to loosen.

This gave Him more freedom, so He turned His head toward Bai Wei again and opened His gaping maw.

Flames gathered in His mouth.

Seeing this, Bai Wei finally frowned, his brows, which had been burned away.

Jie La Er is in a much worse state than anyone else and cannot withstand such an attack.

So, should we interrupt?

Bai Wei glanced at his left hand out of the corner of his eye.

It is indeed possible to interrupt.

However, this would cause Jie La Er's soul to suffer the backlash of the three major rules.

So, can Jie La Er hold on until the very end of [Watch]?

Bai Wei wasn't sure, but he didn't have time to think about it anymore. The enormous divine flames were already gathering in Yong Sheng's mouth, and if he didn't stop it soon, he wouldn't even last until the final [gaze], and he would be buried under the ruins of the Tower of Babel.

After a soft sigh, Bai Wei raised his left hand.

But the next second, there was a "clang".

The Sword of Order, which had been loose, suddenly reacted again, as if someone had grasped its hilt out of thin air, stabilizing its state and causing the powerful and overwhelming Order to press down once more, causing the divine flames in the mouth of the immortal to dissipate rapidly and be suppressed and bow its head once more.

Bai Wei was slightly taken aback.

He sensed it for a moment, then chuckled softly.

"I see."

He murmured.

"So you're not the only one in this city, Jie La Er."

Fifth District.

You Li felt the Sword of Order in his hand stabilizing and breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"I'm sorry, Captain." A Knight beside him spoke slowly, his voice unusually hoarse, "I'm so useless, I can't even hold a sword."

You Li shook his head. "It has nothing to do with you, the situation has changed... You've done your best."

Thanks to the immortal's enormous size, the Devil Knight in the Fifth District could also see what the New God was doing.

They saw everything.

The fallen Lyra, the collapsing Tower of Babel, and the maddened New God.

And, the Sword of Order, which was formed from a divine body.

And it was precisely after Lyra transformed into the Sword of Order the Sword of Order on this side also changed, as if it were resonating with its original form.

So when Yuri saw that the immortal was about to break free from the Sword of Order in the distance, You Li sensed something and immediately pushed open the door on this side. Sure enough, he found that the Sword of Order on this side was also teetering on the brink of collapse, and the Knight holding it was almost out of control.

Although the Knight had only been inside for less than five minutes, far from the ten-minute mark.

Without hesitation, You Li rushed in, stepping over the corpses of dozens of fallen comrades to help the Devil Knight regain control of the loosened Sword of Order.

But this also means that his life has entered its final ten minutes.

He didn't say much, but simply held the sword in one hand and twisted the Emergency Device around his neck with the other.

Another Devil Knight saw that You Li had set the time to five minutes, just like himself.

"Captain..." the Devil Knight said with difficulty, "You have ten minutes left."

You Li shook his head. "No, I didn't start timing before I came in, so I don't know how much time I wasted. So, synchronizing with you is the safest option."

The Devil Knight opened his mouth as if to say something, but no words came out. You Li could only hear heavy, hoarse breathing from under the mask.

You Li understood that his contamination situation was already quite serious.

He glanced at the other person's Sleeve badge and knew who he was.

"Carlos?"

"Yes, Captain, it's me."

Carlos responded with great difficulty.

You Li was somewhat surprised. He instantly recalled the time several days ago when dozens of Devil Knights were killed by the Emergency Device, and Carlos roared in the crowd.

"To hell with it! I'd rather die than die at the hands of this thing!"

He almost took off his mask and committed suicide at that time, but was eventually restrained by someone.

Carlos was arguably the person in the entire Devil Squad who hated Emergency Device the most.

But now, he stands here, listening to the life-threatening Emergency Device clicking away.

Although You Li didn't speak, Carlos seemed to guess something from his silence, and then let out a hoarse laugh.

"I really hate this thing." Carlos tapped the Emergency Device lightly with his finger. "But it's not that I'm afraid of dying... I hate dying without knowing why."

"I know."

You Li looked at the headless corpses at his feet. Even though they had fallen, they still unconsciously embraced the Sword of Order, as if they wanted the sword to continue standing even in death.

"Whether you're in this room or outside," You Li said softly, "We are not afraid of death, and neither are any of the Devil Knight."

Carlos laughed again.

But during a few conversations, Carlos's condition worsened, and he began to cough violently, his voice seemingly containing the taste of blood.

"I can't hold on for more than five minutes, Captain." Carlos placed his hand on the Emergency Device. "I have to go first."

You Li nodded. "Okay, I'll be there soon."

The moment he finished speaking, Carlos reset the Emergency Device to zero.

Then, with a "crack," he collapsed.

But before he fell, a new Knight entered and took his place almost indiscriminately.

"How many people are left outside?" You Li asked.

"Thirteen," the Knight replied.

"There are only thirteen left..."

You Li coughed violently, his throat filled with blood.

He then knew that the pollution had worsened.

The original ten minutes were not enough to hold out any longer.

The corrupted sword in their hands, after a brief period of calm, began to stir again. Even with You Li and the newly arrived Knight working together to control it, they couldn't stop the cracks from spreading across the ground like a spiderweb as it shook violently.

"Captain, this..."

You Li frowned deeply.

He suddenly had a strong premonition.

This is the last one.

This was the last struggle of the mad New God, although You Li didn't know what else could threaten Him now, after all, even the Lyra God had fallen.

But.

He felt that this was the deity's last act of defiance.

Otherwise, they wouldn't be so crazy.

So he made a quick decision and roared at the thirteen Knight waiting outside the room with all his might.

"Everyone, come in!"

The Knight waiting outside were taken aback.

"Hurry up!" You Li shouted again.

This time, the Knight did not hesitate. After all, such a long time was enough for them to prepare themselves mentally, so they rushed in one after another.

Upon entering, they realized that You Li didn't need to explain further, as the Sword of Order's reaction at that moment provided the best explanation.

It was writhing wildly, as if an invisible giant hand had landed on the hilt of the sword, desperately trying to pull it out.

This frenzied energy is like a pig desperately struggling under the butcher's knife...

But everyone knows that what is struggling is not a pig.

Immortality had already foreseen something.

As a deity, although His body was incomplete and His mind was impaired, He was like a wild beast.

But this does not mean that He is unaware of danger.

Now, He feels an unprecedented sense of crisis.

This was a far greater sense of crisis than His unconscious struggle in the Contaminated Land, or His battle with the Lyra God.

It was like a butcher's knife falling on one's neck.

He felt himself,

I'm going to die.

So He struggled and roared frantically.

A vast and terrifying power raged forth, causing the heavens and earth to change color, and even the Sword of Order, formed by the divine body of the Lyra God, shattered inch by inch at this moment.

Finally, a loud bang.

The Sword of Order has finally fallen.

Immortal frantically pulled out the Sword of Order had pierced through His entire body, and then instinctively slashed at the crumbling, towering tower.

But all of this had already been captured by that star-like pupil.

His pupils moved slightly.

The Sword of Order cleaved the Tower of Babel in two.

But that eye had already slowly closed.

The hideous and terrifying image disappeared from sight.

"It's over."

He spoke softly.

Amidst a sea of white light, the Gear Train slowly came to a stop at the platform.

The carriage door opened, and an elderly Knight stepped out of the carriage.

He looked somewhat bewildered, his gaze constantly scanning various parts of the platform.

It eventually landed on the bus stop sign ahead.

It says "Rim Station" on it.

He was somewhat dazed.

At that moment, the white light that filled the world flashed again, causing him to unconsciously squint. When he opened his eyes again, he found that the word "Rim" on the bus stop sign had been replaced with another word—"Hero".

He seemed to remember something, lost in thought.

Then, a voice sounded beside him, "What a monotonous place."

He paused for a moment, then turned his head to look at the young man who had suddenly appeared beside him.

He was quite certain that he had never seen this person before.

But for some reason, he felt that the other person was very familiar, as if he had known him for a long time.

"Would you like to show me around?" The other person pointed to the road behind the platform. "Or rather, let me accompany you on this final journey?"

He tilted his head, then seemed to remember something.

"No problem." Jie La Er gestured for us to come to his home. "Welcome to my house, Visas."