Welt Appears, Suppressing the Herrscher of the Void with the Herrscher of Reason

That look in her eyes was no longer the look of a human girl.

That is Gods, looking down upon ants.

[The Second Honkai Eruption begins now.]

The cold voice, transmitted clearly through the screen, reached the ears of everyone in Douluo.

The moment the words left his mouth, a purple beam of light shot into the sky, tearing through the night!

On the Light Screen, the images shifted once more.

Before the initial shock and confusion had subsided, the new images struck everyone's hearts like a heavy hammer.

The building known as the Tower of Babylon Tower is no longer a testament to human ingenuity, but has been transformed into a cold hell.

Crimson liquid soaked through the pristine white walls, slowly flowing down the cold metal structure and pooling into nauseating pools of blood. Mutilated corpses were scattered everywhere, terror and despair frozen in their final expressions, silently accusing that one-sided, merciless genocide.

"This... this is a massacre!"

Xue Ye's face was deathly pale, and his lips trembled. As the ruler of a country, he had witnessed the cruelty of war, but he had never seen such pure and undisguised malice.

This is not war, this is hunting.

The white-haired girl named Sirin, whose seemingly frail figure, was now like a grim God of Death reaping lives. She floated in mid-air, her purple eyes devoid of any emotion. With each wave of her hand, Subspace Lance whistled down, easily piercing through one vibrant life after another.

Screams, wails, and desperate cries intertwined to form a tragic elegy of the end times.

But she didn't care at all.

Even more so, a cold, almost smug smile played on her lips.

"A madwoman! She's a complete madwoman!" Duke Dai Hao slammed his hand on the armrest. Even this iron-blooded Marshal's eyes were filled with fear and anger.

What chance do his army and his White Tiger Guards have against such an enemy?

The answer is zero.

Ning Rongrong instinctively covered her mouth, her face as pale as paper. Ning Tian, the future sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, standing beside her, also frowned, unable to comprehend such behavior that took pleasure in killing.

This goes beyond the "winner takes all, loser is condemned" principle in the Soul Master World; it is a trampling on life itself.

In the scene, a petite figure rushes towards Sirin; it is Theresa, who appeared earlier.

She brandished the enormous cross and launched a desperate attack, but her strength seemed so insignificant in front of Sirin.

In just a few rounds, Theresa was easily defeated, falling to the ground like a kite with a broken string, her nun's habit stained with blood.

"Too weak..."

Sirin looked down at her, her voice full of disdain and mockery.

"You humans are really too weak."

Upon seeing this scene, Huo Yuhao clenched his fists instantly, an indescribable grief and indignation welling up in his heart. He seemed to be able to feel Theresa's unwillingness and despair through that cold screen, and feel the fear of those who had passed away before their deaths.

His Sea of Consciousness was churning with intense emotional fluctuations.

Just when everyone thought it was all over and the Babylon Tower would become a ghost town, a man appeared.

He wore an old brown overcoat, and although his face was not handsome, it carried a kind of weathered and resolute air.

Welt Joyce.

"The First Herrscher..." Tang San's Purple Demon Eye narrowed slightly. He keenly sensed the energy fluctuations emanating from this man, a power that shared the same origin as Sirin, yet was completely different.

"Finally, a worthy opponent has arrived." The Dragon God's deep voice resounded in the God Realm Central. He could sense that this man possessed power sufficient to destroy the heavens and the earth.

"With a mortal body, bearing the core of Herrscher..." Rong Nianbing's eyes became extremely solemn, "He is fighting with his own life."

The battle erupted instantly!

This is no longer a one-sided massacre, but a true War of Gods!

As Welt raised his hand, an unbelievable scene unfolded. The space around him began to distort, and countless pieces of architectural debris and metal Fragments were forcibly compressed and reconstructed by an invisible force, transforming into a gigantic black fist that slammed fiercely towards Sirin!

"This is... controlling gravity?" Tang Wulin exclaimed in shock.

As a child of nature, his control over the elements had reached its pinnacle, but he never imagined that even gravity, a fundamental Rules that constitutes the world, could be manipulated so exquisitely!

Sirin sneered, and countless Subspace Lance appeared behind her, raining down on the enormous fist.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The deafening explosion seemed to pierce through the Light Screen, and the entire Babylon Tower trembled violently and teetered on the brink of collapse as the two fought.

"So strong!"

Bei Bei and Xu Sanshi exchanged a glance, both seeing deep shock in each other's eyes. This level of combat was completely beyond their comprehension. Not to mention the aftershocks, even a single look from the opponent would probably be enough to obliterate them.

He Caitou dropped open, and he muttered to himself, "If this were my Soul Guidance Cannon, it would have to be... it would have to be several dozen levels to have this kind of power..."

Welt's fighting style is steady and deadly. He has no flashy moves; every attack is the ultimate use of the Herrscher of Reason's Authority. He can create a huge shield out of thin air to block attacks, turn the ground beneath his feet into quicksand to restrict Sirin's movements, and even Simulation miniature black holes to devour any energy that gets close.

"He's analyzing, he's imitating!" Tang San instantly saw through Welt's fighting style. "He constantly analyzes Sirin's abilities during the battle, and then uses his own power to copy and counter them! What terrifying learning ability and combat wisdom!"

As the battle progressed, Welt gradually gained the upper hand.

He was like a sophisticated combat machine, always able to anticipate Sirin's next move and respond in the most effective way.

Finally, he caught a weakness in Sirin's defenses.

"Star of Eden!"

Welt let out a roar, and the mysterious cube in his hand burst into a dazzling light.

An irresistible and terrifying gravitational force erupted instantly, trapping Sirin firmly in place. That space seemed to fold up, forming a small, inescapable cage.

"It's over!"

Welt focused all his power on one point, preparing to deliver the final blow to Sirin.

Seeing this, everyone in the Douluo World breathed a sigh of relief.

"We won! We're finally going to win!" Tang Ya shouted excitedly.

"This man is a true hero!" Even the towering giants, Niu Tian and Tai Tan, were filled with respect for Welt at this moment.

Chang Gong Wei, Lei Xiang, A'Dai, and others—these powerful individuals from different worlds, all seasoned veterans—showed expressions of approval. In any world, such a will to fight for protection is worthy of respect.