Dead silence!!
A deathly silence Void, as if gripped by an invisible hand. The two remaining allied forces of peak Astral Realm, along with Oren, the Myriad Worlds Seal, stared at the towering figure and the shattered, torn rune cage, unable to utter a sound as they looked at it.
Fear overwhelmed their courage and will to fight like a tidal wave; many warriors' weapons began to tremble, and some even fell from their hands.
Meanwhile, in the vast Starry Sky of the Endless Divine Body, on the floating Flame Frost Continent, the members of the Endless Pantheon erupted in a frenzied roar like a tsunami.
"The might of the Sovereign God!!"
Although they were inside the Endless Divine Body, thanks to the access granted by Lancelot, the members of the Endless Pantheon were able to see everything happening outside. Thus, they witnessed their ruler, the Lord of Endless, tear apart the runic cage that the Aiwensuo Civilization had erected with the full power of its nation, in the most ruthless way, as if he were a true Eternity being.
And with absolute power, he crushed another Supreme God, the Lord of Eternal Night, Carlos.
This occurred when the opponent's strength and momentum had reached their peak.
Such a breathtaking scene needed no further encouragement; it transformed into an overwhelming surge of fighting spirit and morale for all members of the Endless Pantheon.
These seemingly ethereal powers, however, became a real part of Lancelot's combat strength.
The army formation of the Black Crystal Civilization surged like a black tide, but as Lancelot slew Carlos, the Lord of Eternal Night, this surging tide subsided at an astonishing speed.
The supreme god, draped in Endless divine light, released a breathtaking divine might, hovering above the Void. The pressure solidified into a tangible form, like a vast and boundless continent, covering and enveloping every inch of the Void.
At this moment, the morale of the Black Crystal Civilization's troops plummeted to its lowest point.
However, as a top-tier Astral Realm civilization, they possessed remarkable resilience. The army's supreme commander, Bakeli, had no intention of admitting defeat. Even after the death of their civilization's strongest individual fighter, he still rallied his spirits and commanded the army to continue fighting.
"We still have a chance, we can't give up. The Aiwensuo Civilization is still persevering, and Lord Oren, the Guardian of the Myriad Realms, is still holding the line. If we retreat, then there will truly be no hope left."
The voice of Supreme Commander Bakeli resounded through the communication channel, echoing in the ears of every Black Crystal Civilization warrior.
"Looking at the Lord of Endless's past intelligence and experiences, he has never shown mercy to his defeated enemies or those who have offended him. We cannot expect him to treat the Black Crystal Civilization differently. For the sake of the civilization, for the families behind us, for the Immortal belief of Black Crystal! Charge forward!!!"
The words of Supreme Commander Bakeli reignited the fighting spirit of the Black Crystal Civilization forces. The Black Crystal warriors rallied their spirits, gathered their full strength, and launched an attack on Lancelot.
At the same time, the Guardian of All Realms, Oren, slowly raised his head. The leaping light of the seal clearly reflected on his face, revealing a scar that was clearly visible—a scar he sustained in his collision with Lancelot.
Oren glanced out of the corner of his eye at the Black Crystal Civilization forces, who, after a brief commotion, quickly regrouped and launched a counterattack, and breathed a sigh of relief.
He had initially worried that after the Night Lord Carlos fell at the hands of the Lord of Endless, the Black Crystal Civilization's forces would lay down their weapons out of fear, or even turn against them. Now it seemed that the enemy commander still had some backbone.
That's good.
It can at least buy us some time.
A grim smile tugged at the face of Oren, the Myriad Worlds Seal. "The Aiwensuo Civilization seems to have made the wrong choice. Unfortunately, there's no turning back. So, we can only do our utmost to nip any potential threats to the civilization's survival in the bud."
After speaking, Oren lowered his head, his arms hanging down naturally, and the nine Source Card danced lightly between his fingertips.
"Taking the origin as the guide and the path as the foundation!"
"Using the remnants of a broken civilization as fuel!"
"Sealed Soul, Ignite!!"
Solemn and dignified, as if one could trace back to the earliest chants, resounded from the mouth of Oren, the Myriad Worlds Seal.
At first, the sound was slow and gentle like flowing water, but then it became loud and clear, echoing endlessly across the battlefield where the Void Energy was boiling.
On Oren's body, countless cracks appeared. No, they were not just cracks, but also sealing runes, mysterious and unpredictable, carrying a trace of Eternity aura.
At the same moment, the nine Origin Source Card flickered and shimmered at his fingertips, rising and falling, before suddenly shattering at a certain instant.
Each shattered Source Card transforms into a vast and illusory world, within which a brilliant civilization is nurtured, possessing its own culture, books, language, and Divine Wind.
They were all races and nations Destruction by the Aiwensuo Civilization, sealed within the Origin Source Card, and released at this moment to fight against Lancelot.
More accurately, it wasn't a release, but a burning—using the last remaining power of these civilizations to propel the power that sealed Oren within the Myriad Worlds Seal to ascend to a higher level.
The dazzling sealing light started from his fingertips and quickly permeated every corner of his body, causing his aura to rise rapidly, like a rising peak.
Lancelot on the opposite side immediately noticed Oren's movements. They did not have the habit of letting their opponents grow unchecked, especially not in front of them.
Lancelot does indeed enjoy evenly matched battles, but if possible, his first choice is always to completely eliminate any potential danger.
Because the enjoyment of battle only happens while life is still alive.
Moreover, Lancelot's ruthless methods of killing enemies are also a way of showing respect, although most enemies do not appreciate this kind of respect.
But Lancelot didn't care.
Behind the massive, Endless Divine Body, the Endless Divine Ring slightly froze, and the surrounding Space-Time seemed to freeze, clearly indicating that it was about to pounce on Oren, the Myriad Worlds Seal, who was gathering his own aura.
But at that moment, the Black Crystal Civilization forces behind him launched an attack.
Massive amounts of devastating black beams of light pierced through space, bursting forth and leaving a trail of destruction that resembled an unstoppable, rumbling Destruction Tide in their wake.
There is almost no delay from launch to impact.
Interstellar strike technology is a capability that any advanced Astral Realm civilization would possess, let alone a peak Astral Realm, which has already reached its pinnacle!
The Black Crystal Civilization also possesses a unique war fortress called "Guns and Cannons Elegy." The most powerful function of this weapon is to concentrate the firepower of the entire Black Crystal Civilization force and then, through a Space-Time tunnel it creates, instantly extend it to the target it wants to attack, overwhelming the target.
That terrifying concentrated fire power is unimaginable; even Supreme God would be instantly severely injured.
The attack Lancelot is currently facing was created through this fortress weapon.
A sense of threat came from behind him. Lancelot turned his head slightly, a hint of annoyance flashing in his eyes, as if he had been bothered by flies.
He could devour ordinary Crystal Energy streams, but he had to be cautious in the face of a concentrated attack from an entire civilization's army. He couldn't just devour them indiscriminately, as that would cause a large number of Particle Gods to perish on the spot.
However, Lancelot did not turn around to deal with the attack.
His encounter with the Sun God led to his Nirvana.
After emerging from this wondrous state, Lancelot's strength underwent another tremendous leap.
The God of Creation and the God of Destruction were created together.
Now, the God of Destruction, Augustus, has transformed into the Spear of Destruction in his hand, invincible and capable of destroying anything.
Before the God of Creation, Elena, could make a move, a verdant glow appeared behind Lancelot, and finally, a stunningly beautiful woman with an exquisite figure emerged. She slowly opened her gentle eyes, her calm gaze seemingly reflecting the Infinity beauty of the world.
Gazing at the Crystal Energy flow so close at hand, the God of Creation, Elena, smiled faintly, raised her hands, palms upright, spread them out, and then gently pulled them outwards, forming a golden-green light shield.
It is not merely a shield constructed of energy, but another form of the Peak Supreme God, the Divine Armor of Origin, known as the Watcher's Shield.
"In the name of creation, body unites with the world, soul merges with the Void!"
The gentle words echoed in the Void, and the Watcher's Shield seemed to be connected with the whole world. The Crystal Energy surged and rushed towards the shield, but it was like a mud ox entering the sea, without causing much of a commotion.
The reason is that the Crystal Energy flow seemed to be attacking the entire world. The Watcher's Shield dispersed the infinitely huge energy attack into trillions of tiny energy flows, allowing the entire Void to help share the burden. By cutting and striking at each other, the energy was used against the void, causing it to lose its strongest edge and gradually dissipate into nothingness.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Lancelot suddenly turned around, raising the Spear of Destruction high in his hand. Within his body, countless Particle Gods roared, causing his aura to rise to a peak level. Endless Divine Power and Radiance, solidified as a substance, swirled and rotated around him, as if draping him in a layer of armor forged from Radiance.
Directly in front of Lancelot, the Myriad Worlds Seal, Oren, stood as majestic as a mountain. The radiant light of the sealing runes intertwined and flowed across his body, shining brightly. His entire life seemed to be connected to the forces of the Aiwensuo Civilization by those omnipresent sealing networks.
The immense pressure, almost reaching the realm of Eternity, squeezed and collided invisibly in the Void, making the energy flow in the Void viscous, like glue. The gravitational field became disordered and unstable, and the surrounding Void bodies were pulled into all sorts of illusory shapes in violation of common sense.
The sealed network was spreading, and Lancelot was right in the center of it. But he seemed completely unconcerned about his position. In an instant, his size seemed to reach the sky, as if the entire Void Containment not contain him. The golden-red energy veins and countless marks left by battles intertwined on his Endless Divine Body, making it appear as indestructible and sharp as a piece of steel forged in a furnace.
Boom!!
The Spear of Destruction thrust forth, accompanied by Lancelot's indifferent voice, "Instead of seizing the time to escape, you want to clash head-on with me, Oren? Your courage has impressed me!"
The Spear of Destruction tore through the Void, and a bolt of black lightning struck, its target Oren, the Myriad Worlds Seal.
Oren waved his hands, and sealing runes spread through the Void like branches of a tree, forming countless sealing barriers in front of him. These barriers, like tributaries in a river, diverted the Destruction power time and time again, until only a portion of the power remained to fall upon him.
Even this small amount of power caused Oren's expression to change drastically; he could hardly believe that this was only a portion of the Lord of Endless's power.
So powerful, yet it's not Eternity?
Or has he already acquired the initial ability to contend with Eternity?
This guess made Oren's heart sink.
He didn't want to think about it any further.
"Myriad Worlds Seal!!"
Boom!!
The invisible gravitational field collapsed instantly.
The remaining Destruction power abruptly ceased a hundred kilometers above Oren's head.
It was as if they had crashed into an indestructible cosmic barrier, where space and time were forcibly imprisoned, and even the surging black waves froze at that moment.
Lancelot's eyes remained cold and indifferent as he thrust out the Spear of Destruction once more.
"Break!!"
Once a single word is uttered, it carries supreme authority, making law a thing of the past.
Click!!
The sickening sound of the Void tearing apart and the sound of matter shattering intertwined. The sealing barrier in front of Oren collapsed directly in the face of absolute power and sharpness, turning into streams of Rune Sealing light that flew all over the sky.
But this was only the beginning. Lancelot's figure flickered, and he seemed to disappear from the Space-Time reflection of the Astral Realm plane, breaking free from the constraints of the River of Space-Time. He transformed into a free-roaming stream of light, instantly rushing to Oren's front. His left fist was clenched tightly, and on the knuckles, there was no dazzling energy halo, only an extremely restrained Endless vortex that seemed capable of devouring everything.
"Fall to the heavens!!"
A simple and brutal hammer blow landed on the head of Oren, the Myriad Worlds Seal. There was no earth-shattering explosion as a prelude; only the extreme release of pure power.
Rumble!!!
A shockwave, visible to the naked eye, exploded in a ring shape centered on the point of contact, shattering the network of rules of the Astral Realm plane layer by layer, with order collapsing rapidly and chaos emerging.
Pfft!!
The illusory world surrounding Oren crumbled and shattered like scraps of paper, then vanished, leaving only countless fragments of the world that fluttered down.
With a thought, Lancelot summoned the Underworld, which transformed into a colossal vortex that devoured all the fragments of the world.
The Endless Divine Realm within his body immediately opened its blood-red maw, devouring these world fragments and beginning to digest them.
At this moment, Oren was already trapped, and despite his frantic struggles, his defeat was inevitable.
But just as Lancelot was about to deliver his final blow, a tremendous sound echoed in the Void around him.
"Stop, please, that's giving me face."