"Seventh Warden Visas, you have secretly joined the World Alliance!" World Serpent Jörmungandr raised his enormous, grotesque serpent head, his fangs opening and closing, his tongue flicking, his words carrying a clear sense of apprehension.
Following Jörmungandr's gaze, the Seventh Warden Visas, whom he had mentioned, was about 1.9 meters tall, with a slender build but not overly thin. His skin was a pale white from being deprived of sunlight for a long time, and faint silver lines could be seen under his skin, which were actually densely packed soul circuits.
Her long, ethereal gray-white hair reached her shoulders and was simply tied up. Her left eye was an empty hole burning with the blue flames of her soul, while her right eye was a normal dark gray pupil. She wore a modified warden's uniform, black with silver trim, and a dark gray robe that flowed with starlight.
On his left hand, he wore a black metal glove with his fingertips showing, and the back of his hand was inlaid with seven soul gems of different colors. These gems were serial markers of a prison in a certain civilization, and the different numbers represented different prison locations.
The title "Seventh Warden" originated from this, and it has been used ever since the Destruction of civilization.
Around its neck hangs a small "soul furnace" pendant, containing a miniature flame that burns Eternity. When it walks, it leaves brief silver footprints behind it before turning into specks of light and disappearing.
This powerful human, with his aloofness and scholarly focus, spoke in a calm and deep voice, each word sounding as if it had been precisely measured.
"Jörmungandr, retreat. Your power is insufficient to surpass me and reach the Flame Frost Continent. As for why I joined the World Alliance..." A gentle smile flashed across the pale, handsome face of the Seventh Warden, "I quite like the atmosphere here."
"Atmosphere?" Jörmungandr, the World Serpent, twitched her brow, making a gesture similar to a human frowning.
To be fair, Jörmungandr, the World Serpent, didn't believe the Seventh Warden's story. Atmosphere? What the hell?
Ridiculous!!
They are Peak Supreme God who are about to enter Eternity.
With a wave of the hand, one can create billions of living beings, and manipulate the joys and sorrows of countless intelligent life forms at will, turning clouds into rain with a flick of the wrist.
At this level, the only pursuit is to ascend to the Eternal; everything else is illusory.
According to World Serpent Jörmungandr, it is highly likely that the World Alliance offered conditions that the Seventh Warden could not refuse, which led the latter, who had always maintained neutrality in the Astral Realm, to become a member of the World Alliance.
"Hmph, since that's the case, then there's nothing more to say." The World Serpent Jörmungandr's gaze transcended dimensions, landing on the boundless, endless landmass floating in the dark Void. That was the Flame Frost Continent, one of the most powerful planes in the Astral Realm, and the stepping stone for Jörmungandr to become Eternity. He would not allow anyone to dare obstruct him in this process!
The enmity of those who obstruct our path is irreconcilable.
"Trying to stop me? Dream on!!"
The snake's head, seemingly formed from solidified cosmic background radiation, was raised high, displaying an ominous dark purple crystalline texture. The surface of its scales shone with intense light, which then quickly dimmed before finally falling off and transforming into a floating band of dead cosmic debris, drifting in the Void.
The snake sheds its skin and is reborn.
An ability possessed by all common snakes.
Jörmungandr also possessed this, and took it to an unprecedented and terrifying level.
Each shedding of skin is like a universe reboot, and it can be used frequently to heal injuries and get rid of various negative statuses.
At this moment, as the old skin sheds and new scales are born, a brand new power rises up. The World Serpent opens its huge mouth and spews out a nebula-shaped torrent of power.
This is the Breath of Genesis.
The most common attack method used by Jörmungandr, the World Serpent.
Its power should not be underestimated.
Wherever the nebula-like power breath passed, it formed a Void decay channel, within which everything, including Space-Time, laws, matter, and elements, was collapsing.
A terrifying pressure of attack swept over them, but the Seventh Warden remained calm, extending his left hand and gently snapping his fingers.
A wisp of smoke drifted down, and the Seventh Warden's figure vanished without a trace. At the same time, countless threads of souls pierced through the dimensions of Space-Time, embedding themselves into the body of the World Serpent.
As the Peak Supreme God of the soul system, the Seventh Warden's combat methods are more like a soul-level surgery. He first uses his soul vision to probe the target's soul structure and find its weaknesses.
Then, use soul threads to perform micromanagement, ideally by triggering internal conflicts within the target's soul or implanting soul suggestions to influence their behavior.
Finally, by deconstructing the soul, its soul is fundamentally split apart.
The whole process was like boiling a frog in lukewarm water, subtly and gradually influencing the process.
What's even more remarkable is that while launching a soul attack, the Seventh Warden can hide his physical body in "Prison No. 7" at any time. This is a special Space-Time where it is extremely difficult to track his movements. Once inside, the Seventh Warden leaves no trace for his opponents to follow, making any attack impossible.
To be honest, this is an extremely disgusting way of fighting.
Anyway, Jörmungandr, the World Serpent, really dislikes it.
Having lost its target, the Genesis Breath could only wander in place, wasting Jörmungandr's power.
At the same time, the Seventh Warden's soul attack was subtly dismantling Jörmungandr's soul.
This dull, cutting sensation was very unpleasant to the rough-and-tumble Jörmungandr.
His left eye suddenly transformed into a collapsing Black Hole with Infinity spiraling accretion disk at the pupil, while his right eye became a newly formed white hole, constantly spewing out unformed primordial matter.
Then, the World Serpent's gaping maw extended to the back of its head, forming a gigantic rift when it opened. With each breath, it spewed out wisps of time, freezing Space-Time and time before it. Jörmungandr slowly swam, not in physical space, but wriggling within the layers of cosmic structure, leaving behind twisted "serpent paths" that permeated layers of space Space-Time, compressing the Seventh Warden's range of activity.
The struggle between the two spread from the material realm to the realm of nothingness, and the battle was fierce, with neither able to gain the upper hand for a time.
This scene greatly boosted the morale of the World Alliance, while the giant beasts of Primogenitor Mountain looked at each other, quite displeased.
But at this very moment...
A towering Knight True Body rose from somewhere in the dark Void.
The aura of Peak Supreme God emanated from the area.
It attracted countless eyes.
Many powerful figures from the World Alliance suddenly turned their heads.
His expression immediately changed.
"Oh no, it's the Ancestor of Knights! I forgot about him!!"