P.S.: The temperature suddenly dropped, and I caught a cold. This chapter took me ages to write. I'll try to write another one...
Accompanied by that familiar, sinister laugh, Famous crushed Gaia's neck completely, severing his head from his body and sending both plummeting toward the ground.
A king of his generation had fallen just like that!
Rosalind watched Gaia vanish into a bank of clouds as he fell, sighing inwardly before saying to Famous, "Long Aotian, stop this!"
Famous clapped his hands. "Sorry, I changed my name. Please call me 'Famous' now. Thank you."
"..."
There was simply no way to communicate with him normally!
"Huh? Why are you alone?" Famous suddenly folded his arms, exclaiming dramatically, "Ah, don't tell me you're trying to take advantage of me? That won't do. Absolutely not! I'd rather die than submit. You may be quite pretty, but someone else has already played with your body. Dirty, dirty, dirty."
Rosalind said, "Since words can no longer serve to communicate with you, then only force can decide our final fate!"
"Wait," Famous suddenly said. He blinked and feigned shyness. "Isn't this a little sudden? I'm not ready yet. Aren't grand final battles like this supposed to happen at the very end? Then everyone delivers some heartfelt lines to build up the tension. Look at what you're doing—you're stopping the hidden final boss, namely me, from destroying the world. You're the saviors of all worlds. How proud, how fulfilling! But you just show up and start fighting? Isn't that a bit hasty?"
At that moment, the six members of the Tribunal appeared around Rosalind at once, forming a circle roughly a hundred meters across. Then, a massive magic array drawn entirely in lines of white light emerged beneath the feet of all seven people.