Anastasia, the Princess Protected by the Thunder Emperor

At that moment, Ivan the Terrible was blasted away by his own power, his enormous body smashing through several layers of the floating 'realm' within the Sea of Stars.

That's something like the Fairy Paradise group in Avalon.

However, given Ivan the Terrible's enormous size, the Sea of Stars, no matter how miraculously it appeared, seemed extremely insignificant.

He is also the origin.

It is a top-tier, primordial being.

A monster equal to, or even stronger Surtr Surtr some respects!

The fully grown Demonic Beast God!

The shattering of the realm was actually intentional on His part.

As the tyrant of the Lostbelt was utterly destroyed, Ivan the Terrible, despite merging himself with the strongest monster in the Lostbelt, the Mammoth, still possessed human rationality compared to Surtr, who was born chaotic and created the Lostbelt's end-of-world mechanism in order to destroy the Lostbelt.

Survive, find a place with a chance of survival...

Live on!

Even disregarding the scene where Surtr's sword was severed by Rovi's attack, Ivan the Terrible could still feel a strong threat and stinging pain as he lifted the tip of Rovi's sword at this moment.

If you get hit... you'll die!

But He did not want to die.

"Roar!"

Amidst a violent roar, fragments of the shattered and destroyed realm appeared behind it, and a gigantic phantom flicked its nose as it charged towards the direction of Luo Rovi's, who was closely pursuing it.

Holding the heavy sword 'Gluttony', Luo Rovi narrowed his eyes, a dazzling crimson-gold light shining in them.

He twisted and swayed his waist in the air, causing the fragment of the realm, carrying immense power, to whiz past him. The explosive gust of wind ruffled the hem of his clothes, and at the same time, he raised his foot, stepping on the fragment, and exerted force with his knee—

Like stepping on duckweed on the water, leveraging its strength to propel oneself forward!

The recoil force instantly shattered the fragments of that realm, and the fluctuating power made Rovi's rush towards Ivan the Terrible even faster and more swift!

He raised the heavy sword, which rippled and swayed in the inner sea, then turned away from the darkness that swallowed the flowing light.

Gluttony, piercing.

Swallowed up—

The Seven Swords, bearing the sevenfold 'reason' and the sevenfold 'sin' of humanity, were originally created by Rovi as 'keys' to further unlock the ' Moon Cell '.

It is constructed by disassembling its own main body into seven parts, which serve as its carrier.

Each carries one end.

The power contained within is the power that humanity as a whole can bear, the power permitted by the Moon Cell.

Since it is 'dismantling', of course it is not everything.

The Moon Cell, a super Quantum Computer with solar system specifications, has recorded an infinite amount of information since its existence.

Even with Rovi's's power, even if he unified this Human Order and fused the ' Heroic Spirit Proof ' woven from the brilliance of the heroic Heroic Spirit of one side of the 'seat', it would be difficult to fully bear it.

The only way...

That is, to split.

It's not about splitting up the licensing rights, but about splitting up the capabilities!

The Sword of Wrath is the record of ' Manifestation of Destruction '.

And the Sword of Gluttony...

The extremely Manifestation of Devouring records are revealed!

The licensing rights have reached 60%!

The Star-Making Power swallowed the Primordial Light!

A jet-black stream of light swept across, blooming like a spiral flower in the Sea of Stars the planet Earth, which is surrounded by a giant black hole. Wherever it passed, the inner sea became Sea of Void, and wherever it touched, the entire realm withered and scattered like withered grass.

The energy was swallowed up.

The tip of the sword shines even more brilliantly.

Ivan the Terrible roared, his voice growing increasingly hurried. Countless fragments of his realm, flung by his raised nose, hurtled towards him like shrapnel bombs, but were all severed by the sword and used by Rovi as an acceleration plane.

moment.

The person came before him.

The sword was now right in front of him!

Ivan the Terrible instinctively tried to struggle, only to find that the Great Wall of the First Emperor had somehow closed in.

Like a long whip...

Bind it tightly!

The ruling states that he will not directly intervene in the war, but as an 'insider,' he will still provide some degree of assistance.

Assisting Rovi...

Kill Ivan the Terrible!

The sword, dark and deep, unleashed a spiral that caused turmoil in the Sea of Stars. The gray-green giant monster-like Tyrant stared wide-eyed, its crown and Royal Robe falling limply at the same time, utterly defeated and powerless in the face of the destructive power.

But at this moment, the eyes of the Lostbelt Monster Tyrant shone brightly.

He saw in the sword and the person before him that the world radiating the brilliant light of Human Order.

The light was extremely dazzling.

So dazzling... it was blinding even to the Gluttonous Demon King!

"Why should I—"

"Why should you be able to do it?!"

A golden, sickle-like scepter appeared in His hand, its blade inlaid with a gray-blue gem that simultaneously shone brightly. Lightning condensed and compressed, rising high with it...

It spread in the blink of an eye.

This is not a shattering thunderbolt, but a 'pilgrimage to recreate the Emperor's Authority '!

That was a desolate world covered by wind and snow.

That was a space-time where endless demonic beasts roamed.

That was the Thunder Emperor standing at the highest point, roaring at the heavens, raging against the injustice of God in this era.

That is...

The Lostbelt was cut off, the Lostbelt was destroyed, and the Lostbelt reappeared.

The Rovi's sword pierced through it in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, he also saw clearly the whole story of the emperor before him.

The Gluttonous Monster, indeed the Gluttonous Monster, suffered destruction in its era. Around the sixteenth century, a blizzard that swept across the world froze everything.

At that time, the tyrant who ruled northern Russia, in order to prolong the empire and to keep the flame of civilization burning in the snow, forcibly conscripted Magecraft and developed a technology that allowed magical beasts capable of surviving in the snow to combine with humans to gain the ability to adapt to a new environment.

The first Tsar of Russia truly lived up to his name as a tyrant. He acted arbitrarily and used clearly immature technology to turn all of humanity into Magecraft.

However, an emperor is still an emperor, and he did everything in his power to ensure the continuation of the world and to make the empire stronger in the face of disaster.

However, the empire eventually weathered the disaster, only to face an even greater crisis.

——Human Order.

It is clear that humans no longer have the potential to develop as monsters.

As a crystallization of fantasy, these monsters finally faced rejection from the mortal realm.

After cutting.

The world will gradually descend into destruction—just like cutting branches off a tree. Without roots embedded in the soil and without a source of energy, it is inevitable that it will collapse if it makes a mistake.

How could the emperor, high above all others, possibly be content with this?

The tyrannical and greedy emperor, after Lostbelt for hundreds of years until his reign was doomed to collapse in the Lostbelt, took his final step in the last moment as his energy was about to crumble.

He devoured the last remaining Lostbelt.

It devoured all its people, devoured all its land, devoured the air, the dust, the snow...

The Gluttonous Beast devoured the entire world in order to become the complete Demon Emperor.

Warcraft Emperor.

And at this moment.

It roared towards the world with infinite possibilities of continuation...

The 'world' it shows is undoubtedly the world that was swallowed up and collapsed.

That was the emperor's last pilgrimage before he devoured the world.

That was the emperor's last coronation before his final glory faded!

"What is an emperor?!"

"I am the Emperor, I am the Tsar of Russia, and even if the empire collapses, I must still live on."

"Because--"

"I am the nation!"

The emperor's past pronouncements echoed through the icy space, and the endless thunderous brilliance emanating from the scepter raised at this moment further obstructed the [Sword of Gluttony] in Rovi's hand.

He stepped into the world filled with wind and snow.

Looking up, one can see the majestic, towering phantom of a magical beast, nearly ten thousand meters high, standing in the center of the world.

Ivan the Terrible stood at the center of the world, his eyes lowered.

The raised snout and soaring fangs rose simultaneously, and the exposed gaping maw of the abyss also revealed a terrifying gravitational pull.

Here he recreates his vision of swallowing the world.

It seems to be about to swallow the world...

Engulf Rovi!

The abyss that had been wide open shattered in an instant. As Rovi landed on the snow-covered world, he also knelt down and rose up in a flash. The tiny human figure was launched like dust, soaring over a height of ten thousand meters.

A rainbow of light swept across the sky, and the falling snowflakes slammed into Rovi's body, but were knocked aside by the force of his charge. From a distance, the pale, rolling snowflakes looked like outstretched, jagged wings, with the wingtips folded downwards, as he soared into the sky!

He gripped the heavy sword in reverse.

He tensed his body.

With a deafening roar, the abyss shattered, and the immense force caused the emperor, who was standing at the center of the world on his pilgrimage, to sway backward. At the same time, his raised nose fell down, and the oppressive gray-green color made it seem as if the sky had collapsed.

The next second, the sky shattered, and the heavy sword in Rovi's hand instantly changed from a reverse grip to a normal grip. In the midst of the alternation, a stream of dark light was slashed down, splitting the drooping fang in two!

Then the slash was changed to a thrust.

One giant shackle is divided into two.

At this moment, the world is also divided in two.

The wind and snow froze in that instant.

The roar of the Warcraft Emperor also stopped.

"You lost."

Rovi stopped, hovering high in the air, above the severed nose, staring directly at the eyes that seemed 'insignificant' compared to the nose.

The Thunder Emperor's eyes flickered with light.

He... lost.

The gluttonous monster was finally pierced through its shell by gluttony's sword.

The first Tsar of Russia breathed a sigh of relief. He looked down at his feet and at the world. What he saw was a landscape of mountains and rivers covered in pale ice and snow. Countless 'people' who had been transformed into demonic beasts were worshipping him. They were all welcoming the Emperor.

Was that final imperial pilgrimage... truly the last one?

The tyrannical emperor had actually sworn to his people, who had been transformed into demonic beasts, that he would lead them out of the long winter and overcome the crisis of their nation's destruction.

Even emperors, whose word is law, can do things they shouldn't.

Even if it transforms into a gluttonous monster that devours the world... this winter will ultimately never see the end.

"You also left behind a 'seed'." Rovi Wei held his sword horizontally. Although he was an emperor from a foreign land, he still affirmed the other party at this moment.

He said, "I will use the sword in my hand—"

"To devour you, to devour this shattered world."

"O foreign emperor, please believe that winter has come, but spring will surely come soon!"

This is not a condescending accusation by the victor against the loser.

Rather, they are creators of hope.

A hand extended to a desperate person...

The enormous body of the Thunder Emperor gradually became ethereal, while the dark stream of light that had severed the demonic beasts and the world gradually expanded, and the traces it left behind gradually spread out layers of broken marks.

It is like broken glass or a mirror.

Engulfed by darkness.

At that very moment, Ivan the Terrible stared intently at Rovi before him, his eyes widening in shock, before suddenly snapping open.

"Is that you... me?"

The tyrannical king was also a devout Christian.

He could hide in the church to confess in the morning and then gleefully torture the rebels in the afternoon.

When the world collapsed, he also prayed to '' for forgiveness.

Pray for '' to save the empire.

Even as the world collapsed, the human king still failed to touch the heavenly ruler.

And now.

Only then did he understand... it turns out that '' has always been there.

Before Him.

Before Him... awaiting His own redemption.

The body of the Lostbelt king, Pang Tong, finally dissipated, and the enormous giant body transformed into a majestic mountain. Standing atop the mountain was a king dressed in a magnificent robe and a majestic crown.

He stood at the highest point in the entire territory, surveying his domain.

His body had long since turned into an ice sculpture, yet he remained majestic and solemn.

Behind it, inside a castle sculpted from ice and snow.

The white-clad katydid, dressed in a magnificent robe, rests peacefully in Ice Coffin, awaiting the return of 'spring'.

She is as pure and clear as ice and snow, yet she blooms with endless fragrance in a cold world.

"Anna... I'm leaving the rest to you!"

Finally, the emperor's figure appeared on the wind.

With a slight tremor of her eyelashes, the pure white maiden opened her eyes.

Anastasia.

The Russian princess... the successor to the Russia founded by Ivan the Terrible, and the only one who was not turned into a monster by Ivan the Terrible, and who continued the existence of the empire in the spring of the new year.

The Emperor's guardian.

Rovi slowly plunged the Sword of Wrath in his hand into the high mountain.

The dark, flowing light instantly swallowed up this world of ice and snow.

However, it is not about devouring.

Instead...

With this sword, the Lostbelt will be merged into Earth.

Just as the remains of Surtr after his death were swallowed by the Earth and transformed into nutrients that made the Earth grow even faster.

The only difference is that Surtr is dead. This Lostbelt, which had already collapsed, seems to have been devoured by the gluttonous king, but it continues within his body.

Therefore, after merging...

Lostbelt will also become part of Earth.

Russia in the Lostbelt continues into this world.

Even the territories protected by tyrannical and stubborn monarchs eventually see spring arrive after a long winter.

Anastasia, awakened from the Ice Coffin, lifted her fluffy skirt and slowly stepped out of the ice and snow-sculpted castle. The dappled sunlight fell on her soft, fair skin, making it sparkle and shimmer.

The welcoming wind carried an unprecedented warmth, and the lush green hills of the world were beautiful.

This is Earth.

A real Earth unlike anything I've ever experienced before.

The girl, who had always lived in a frozen world, stared wide-eyed.

What I saw and felt was utterly unbelievable.