Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns invested his consciousness in other places in the "present world".
In this Infinite Between, he could not find any flaw in that golden existence.
The opponent's attack method is too direct, without any fancy, without any skills, just pure power.
This kind of "directness" has become the best defense - because there is no angle to penetrate.
Time itself is not a problem to Him. He has lived for countless epochs and does not care to wait a little longer.
The problem is, that golden being won't give Him time.
In Infinite Between, in his own home court, he felt like he was fighting in an away game - the opponent's perception range was so large that every time he "hided" he couldn't last long.
Must find a way.
His consciousness passed through the boundary of Infinite Between and returned to the present world.
There are His "anchors" - those spirals falling from black holes, those chains all over the earth, those creations that are raging around the world.
Those things are not just for creating chaos, they are also the tentacles through which He perceives the world, the channels through which He absorbs energy, and the "body" that exists in this world.
Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns saw the scene of the present world through those tentacles.
Karelia. In the city in the southern part of the empire, flames were burning, and black monsters were hovering in the sky. Venerable of Ten Thousand Spells Valot--Standing on the city wall, his spells covered half of the sky. Every time he waved his hand, hundreds of monsters were reduced to ashes.
Vostok. On the frozen soil, the Holy Duke blocked the first wave of monsters' impact, but more monsters were pouring out of the spiral, and their black figures looked like a moving plague in the gray-white sky.
The breaths of Vagrian. Valerirus and Selivis swept across the earth, and the silver-white dragon breath of Silver Radiance Dragon God swept across the sky. Each breath could clear a large area.
Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns looked at these without any emotion.
These destructions are not an end to Him, they are just a means.
He needs these to maintain His existence in this world and provide enough energy for His coming.
But His purpose was never destruction.
At least not entirely.
The consciousness of Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns was withdrawn from the present world and returned to Infinite Between.
He remembered something from long ago.
In the world destroyed by Him, at the moment when the guardian of that world fell in front of Him, what did the guardian say?
Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns tried to recall, that memory is too old.
All he remembered was the look in the guardian's eyes... a kind of... confusion.
As if asking: Why?
Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns did not answer at that time.
He himself didn't know the answer.
He just "did" it, just like a stone will fall down when it falls from a high place, just like water flowing to a lower place - He reshapes the world, it is His way of existence, it is His "instinct".
But now, as he looked at the golden existence, he suddenly thought of a question.
Is that guy also fighting for "instinct"?
Luenxi City, above the ruins.
Chaluoke's fingers drew the last rune in the air, and silver-white light exploded from the rune and spread around.
The black monsters still hovering in the air let out ear-piercing screams under the light, and their bodies began to melt, dripping from the air like candles.
Chaluoke Put down your hands, take a deep breath, and then exhale slowly.
He was a little tired, but the battle was not over yet.
Several fish that slipped through the net came from behind him.
Those monsters approached from the blind spot of his vision, very quickly and silently, and their black carapace was almost invisible in the dim light.
Their compound eyes are locked on Chaluoke's back, and their sharp claws have been stretched out--
The light of the knife flashed.
The monster's body was cut into pieces in the sword light.
Carapace, muscles, bones, compound eyes - everything is neatly cut away.
The fragments stayed in the air for less than half a second, then began to fall and hit the ground.
Chaluoke turned around and looked at the person who was sheathing the knife.
Kamiizumi Nobutsuna stood about five steps behind him. The sleeves of his kimono were blown up by the wind the moment he put the knife away, and then fell down again.
"It's you." Chaluoke said.
Kamiizumi Nobutsuna nodded slightly.
He moved his gaze away from Chaluoke, scanning the surrounding ruins and the black monsters still hovering in the distance.
His brows frowned slightly.
Too many.
Behind him, two figures followed from the shadows of the ruins.
Kazama Hayato gasped.
"Huh... huh..." He bent over, put his hands on his knees, and gasped, "What the hell is this..."
He raised his head and looked at the black figures that were still pouring out of the sky, and then looked at the destroyed buildings and burning ruins around him.
Then he turned his head and looked at Kamiizumi Nobutsuna with an expression of "Are you kidding me?"
"Mainland... is it so outrageous?"
Kamiizumi Nobutsuna did not answer.
Kokonoe Yuki stood behind him.
Her expression is much calmer than Kazama Hayato, but her breathing is also faster than usual.
Kamiizumi Nobutsuna's eyes quickly swept across the ruins.
He saw Chaluoke, Na'er, and another person fighting a man in black robes in the distance - that person's spell was so powerful that Kamiizumi Nobutsuna could feel the fluctuations of magic power from such a long distance.
Then he saw Nuoyaji.
Next to him stood a little girl - white hair, red eyes, horns on her head, and scales on her cheeks.
The little girl's expression was very calm, abnormally calm. The ruins, monsters, and screams around her seemed to be just a performance that had nothing to do with her.
"Kokonoe Yuki," he said, his voice low but clear, "Help me."
"Yes." Kokonoe Yuki gripped the knife tightly.
"Hayato, take ordinary personnel to evacuate."
"Yes--" Kazama Hayato responded subconsciously, and then was stunned for a moment, "Eh? Why?"
Kamiizumi Nobutsuna didn't answer. He was already walking towards the direction where the monsters were densest. Kokonoe Yuki followed him, walking as steadily as him.
Kazama Hayato stood there, scratched his head, and watched the master and senior sister disappear around the corner of the ruins.
Then he turned his head and looked to the side.
Nuoyaji was standing next to him, looking into the distance. His expression was very focused, as if he was looking at something very important.
"What about that, buddy, how about--"
Nuoyaji turned his head and looked at Kazama Hayato.
"*'ㄥㄥ..."
He couldn't understand what was being said on the other side.
Kazama Hayato is also aware of this problem.
He was silent for a moment, and then began to make gestures - first pointing at Nuoyaji, then at himself, and then at a safer area in the distance.
Nuoyaji understands.
He nodded, then turned to look at the ruins in the distance.
The blond man - Anasi - was sitting on the back of the huge Chimera, moving away.
Chimera was running very fast. He had already run several hundred meters and was about to disappear at the end of the ruins.
"Okay..." Nuoyaji nodded.
Then he took Fuyila's hand and walked towards the safe area.
Deep underground.
Chimera walks through the dirt.
Its claws dig through the soil, its wings are folded at its sides, and its body moves quickly in the underground tunnel with incredible flexibility.
Anasi is sitting on the back of Chimera, holding the mane on its back with one hand, and holding the green crystal with the other hand.
The crystal gave off a dim light in the darkness, illuminating the road ahead of him and casting an unhealthy shadow on his face.
Too fast.
Those guys... moved a little too fast.
According to his estimate, the launch of "New World" will take at least several days, or even weeks.
But the invasion of the man in black robe today disrupted the plan, and the arrival of Venerable Lord of Ten Thousand Crowns pushed everything onto an uncontrollable track.
It's too fast, but... it's okay.
Chimera stopped. The tunnel reached the end, and in front was a space enclosed by rocks.
Anasi jumped off Chimera's back and raised the crystal.
The light of the crystal spread out in the darkness, illuminating the rocks ahead - the surfaces of those rocks were covered with fine cracks, and green light shone through the cracks.
Anasi stretched out his hand and pressed it on the rock.
The rock began to crumble the moment his palm came into contact... as if responding to some kind of call.
The crack grew larger and larger, eventually revealing an entrance large enough for a person to pass through.
Anasi walked in.
He's back here again.
That huge space deepest underground.
The luminous material on the ceiling is still working, and the cold white light illuminates the entire space.
But it's different than before.
Those giant crystals buried deep in the walls and ground all lit up.
Green light pours out from the crystal, passes through the rocks, passes through the soil, interweaves and converges in this huge space, forming an ever-changing three-dimensional pattern composed of light around the egg.
The rings suspended around the eggs rotated faster.
The innermost golden halo is so close that the outline is almost invisible, and only a blurry circle of light can be seen.
The outermost light green halo rotates the slowest, but its light is the strongest, so strong that the entire space is dyed with a light green.
The egg is breathing.
Not a metaphor.
Anasi The undulations that can be seen no longer need to be distinguished carefully. The surface of the eggshell is obviously rising and sinking.
The extent of expansion and contraction is gradually increasing, as if something is constantly struggling inside the egg, trying to come out.
Anasi stood in front of the egg, raising his head and looking at this breathing, "living" thing.
"You should wake up too." He whispered.
He raised the crystal in his hand.
The light of the crystal became brighter as he said these words.
Light emerged from the crystal, flowed down Anasi's arm, and flowed into the ground.
The ground lit up.
Those translucent dark gray materials become completely transparent under the light, revealing what's underneath - more crystals.
Huge, bigger and denser crystals than those on the walls.
They are buried in an unknown depth underground, intertwined layer by layer, like a tree made of crystal growing upside down.
Anasi's voice echoed in this light, not loud, but every word was very clear.
"From the first moment I saw you... I knew it."
He put down his hand. The crystal was still glowing, but its brightness had stabilized.
"You can kill them."
His eyes moved away from the egg and fell on the crystals on the ground. The green light was reflected in his pupils, like two burning flames.
"No matter Titan... or the gods."
"They will all become your food."
Egg didn't respond.
But those rings were spinning faster.
And deep under the feet of Anasi, in the deepest part of the inverted forest, something black flashed.