414. Arrival
The center of the giant crater created by the explosion.
The Main God Charles hovered in mid-air, surrounded by a ring of lightsabers, like Angel or deity.
Luo Fei knelt miserably on the ground, his lower abdomen covered in blood.
By all accounts, it looks like they're destined to lose.
Charles has proven with his power that he is the God of the World, the sole Dominator!
"Ahem... I'm sorry... Grandpa."
Luo Fei felt a blur before his eyes. "In the end, I'll still have to borrow your power."
He thought to himself, struggling to his feet and looking directly at Charles: "You think... you've won?"
"What are you planning to do?" Charles frowned, a bad feeling creeping over him.
But then I thought about how this is the real world, and I felt relieved.
"You... want this?"
Luo Fei reached into his wound with his right hand and pulled out a ball of indescribable energy that radiated multicolored light.
"Have you thought this through? Hand it over, and I may mercifully grant you death."
Charles landed on the ground.
Having already grasped the entire situation, what he needed to guard against was the possibility that Luo Fei would completely dissipate his essence, leaving him with nothing.
"I have one last skill. If you can withstand it, I'll admit defeat."
After Luo Fei finished speaking, he immediately switched to another language and began to recite it quickly.
"Heh... you still don't understand." Charles stood proudly. "All the skills that Player had in the early stages were created by me... and all the skills they created later were also collected by me. I am a master of all classes!"
He undoubtedly had a collecting obsession, and was also curious, wanting to see what skill Luo Fei was going to use.
But the next moment, Charles frowned.
He couldn't recognize Luo Fei's language!
A bad feeling suddenly spread through his heart. He didn't want to wait any longer, and the lightsaber flew out suddenly.
Puff!
A lightsaber pierced Luo Fei's heart.
But Luo Fei did not fall! He did not die!
"This is Warrior's skill— Death Struggle? Even if a vital point is injured, you can still move for ten seconds? This is... the useless skill I created back then?"
A thought flashed through Charles's mind, and he felt deep regret.
Warrior already have high vitality, and with this skill, even if he strangles Luo Fei into human form, the opponent can still complete that skill.
At this moment, Luo Fei's chanting also came to an end:
"With the essence of the fifth rank as a sacrifice... I, Luo Fei, summon..."
"That powerful being from beyond the Spirit World! The World Walker who wields mysterious cards!"
"Here comes the divine!!"
Buzzing.
The essence of the fifth order dissipates directly.
The night was Silence; nothing happened.
"Um?"
"Um?!"
All the audience members were stunned. What was going on?
"I see."
A Player watching the live stream quickly typed in the chat. "All that talk about skills is nonsense. What Main God doesn't have a skill? Luo Fei is trying to buy time to destroy his own fifth-tier essence!"
"This is a ruthless person. He'd rather die than let the Main God benefit."
"You... are you lying to me?"
Charles glared at Luo Fei and roared.
"I... I..."
Severely injured and on the verge of death, Luo Fei was no longer able to speak.
A bitter smile crept across his lips, "So... that old man really was my split personality? Am I really mentally ill? Was it all just my imagination?"
"No... you've done enough. Now, watch me."
In Luo Fei's final moments, he heard the voice of his Shadow Clone.
Whew!
A fierce wind howled.
"Don't you guys... feel that the sky over there seems a little darker?"
"It's happening!" one of the Player suddenly said.
"Huh? Now that you mention it... it seems there really is such a thing."
Not far from the scene, the Tian Qingyu and the That Touch of Azure were felt even more clearly.
They could even see the rows of Soldier were originally responsible for guarding and surrounding the area, now fleeing in all directions, howling and scattering, due to their panic.
Even these quacks felt a Heavy Pressure emanating from the depths of their hearts.
More importantly, this pressure felt incredibly familiar!
"This feeling?" Tian Qingyu suddenly asked, "What did you connect it to?"
"Of course I thought of that, the strongest and most shameless BOSS— the Dragon of Destruction. It's very similar to its Dragon Might. I've died at its hands no less than ten times!" the That Touch of Azure said. "But... isn't it in the game world?"
The two Player seemed to have realized something, their bodies trembling uncontrollably as they slowly raised their heads.
Then, they saw that nightmarish black shadow!
Other Player also saw it through the screen--
In the pitch-black sky, a gigantic Demon figure flapped its wings and slowly descended.
Waaah!
A fierce wind howled, and the opponent revealed its true form—a terrifying figure hundreds of meters tall, covered in shimmering scales, with dragon horns on its head and fleshy wings on its back.
"It's... the Dragon of Destruction!"
"Oh no, oh no... how did the game's boss get out of the game?"
"Even the Main God, Pioneer, and God Slayer have appeared, and I'm not surprised at all that the Dragon of Destruction has come out; I just feel a little like peeing..."
A large number of comments flooded the screen.
"Is this... what the Surface World feels like?"
Sulu stretched his body with abandon. "I've finally... arrived in the Material World."
Without much hesitation, his Inspiration Lock-on Charles: "Little guy... I've finally found you."
"As expected... you are the real invader, the alien!"
Charles gritted his teeth, and countless lightsabers appeared around him.
But the next moment, he was astonished to see the enormous figure of the Dragon of Destruction rapidly shrinking.
The dragon scales and wings retracted, transforming into a handsome young man with blond hair and dark eyes.
The other person wore a long purple-gold robe, with a circular mark between the real and the illusory on his brow, and his body was covered with a large number of patterns representing mystery and symbolism.
Just one glance was enough to deeply shake his soul.
Charles experienced a momentary delay, as if a large amount of unreadable information was flashing before his eyes.
[Planeswalker] Form!
"Oh? So it seems that the alienation can only be maintained in the Inner World?"
Sulu was not surprised at all.
He glanced around and frowned slightly.
"Ah!"
"What happened?"
"My head... my head is throbbing!"
"Ouch... my eyes hurt so much!"
Many Player and ordinary people have noticed something strange about themselves.
Even just seeing that figure in a video made them feel uneasy, indescribable, and as if a brick had been stuffed into their minds.
In more severe cases, both eyes may bleed.
This is the inherent power of a high-level Spirit World creature!
They have become like gods, possessing indescribable power; even a single glance from an ordinary creature can cause unimaginable harm.
Of course, if someone can endure it without developing a mental illness, they might be able to glean some esoteric knowledge from these symbols and become a pioneer of esotericism!
" In the Twilight of the Gods, my essence is being rapidly eroded."
Sulu ignored them and instead looked at Charles: "We must... finish this quickly."