Planet Oklo, Crimson Alliance.
In the old room, the mottled walls bear the marks of time, as if they have stood for eternity. In reality, the building has not been standing here for very long.
As Peak Demigod of the Fate system, the Fate Defier Sid possesses a special physique. The area where he lives is easily affected by radiation similar to a time acceleration field, causing objects to age much faster than in the outside world, as if they have been placed in the vast and ancient river of history, experiencing vicissitudes.
Before the old-fashioned machinery billowing white steam, the decrepit and frail Fate Defier Sid busy at work. Beside him stood two burly men, the Radiance of Holy Light Lancelot and the Moon Breaker Maxwell.
"News has just arrived that the Veyin Empire is willing to send a fleet to Planet Oklo to jointly fight against the evil invasion of the Guta Federation!" Maxwell said in a deep voice.
Sid the Fate Defier was busy with his work and didn't answer. Lancelot picked up the conversation. "What about Iridescent Light and Soaring Dragon?"
"Soaring Dragon has also deployed its troops, and as for Iridescent Light... they seem to be planning to side with the Guta Federation!" Maxwell's face was quite grim, with a hint of anger in his eyes.
"Heh, it's not surprising that a corrupt regime would make such a choice. The allied forces' crushing defeat has terrified too many ethnic groups." Lancelot sneered, not at all surprised by Iridescent Light's actions.
"But this means Planet Vist will inevitably fall into the hands of the Guta Federation. Of the five high-magic planets, three have fallen. Whether in terms of the vastness of our territory, the number of powerful individuals, or the reserves and potential for development, we will be left behind by the Guta Federation." Maxwell continued with a worried expression, "What's even more dangerous is that Planet Oklo is showing signs of surrender. Dragon Island, the Sea Clan, and the Winter Empire all seem to have similar tendencies. On the other hand, the Radiant Empire has expressed a firm will to resist and will never surrender!"
"As a kingdom illuminated by the divine authority of light, Radiance is naturally opposed to the Primordial Evil God Diorus. It is not surprising that it made this decision. After all, whether it is the Pope or other divine professions such as priests and paladins, once they side with darkness, they will inevitably suffer a severe backlash and seek their own death."
"Dragon Island's decision is understandable. The True Dragon Clan and the Primordial God, who are inherently sacred, always have a high degree of favorability towards them, even the Evil Gods are no exception. As for the Sea Clan, these aquatic creatures have always been opportunists. Seeing the balance of power in the plane tilting in favor of the Guta Federation, it's not surprising that they develop a surrender mentality."
Lancelot's analysis made Maxwell nod slightly, his eyes flickering, and he asked, "Should we take advantage of this opportunity...?"
As he spoke, Maxwell raised his palm, making a gesture as if cutting downwards with a knife.
Because the Crimson Alliance has a blood feud with the Ashes, it is impossible for them to surrender to the Guta Federation. Therefore, they must resolutely crack down on surrenderism. However, Maxwell is a decisive person. If Lancelot had not become the most prestigious person in the Alliance, our Moon Breaker might have already taken action.
Lancelot, of course, understood the underlying meaning in Maxwell's words. After thinking for a moment, he said, "The matter can be handled, but it would be best to inform the Pope of Radiance and get their cooperation. While striking at the Sea Dragon Alliance, the Winter Empire cannot be overlooked!"
Strangely enough, the Crimson Alliance and the Winter Empire were originally friends, while the Radiant Empire was an adversary, and the Sea Dragon Alliance was an ally of the Radiant Empire. But in the blink of an eye, with the dramatic shift in the dimensional situation, the roles of friends and enemies have been completely reversed. One can't help but marvel at the wonder of Fate.
As the two were talking, the Fate Defier Sid suddenly trembled violently, slumped down, and white smoke billowed from his head. His condition visibly deteriorated.
"Are you alright, Grandpa Sid?" Maxwell was shocked and quickly helped the trembling old man up, not daring to shake him even with his thick arms, for fear that he might lose control of his strength and send the old man away from this beautiful world prematurely.
Lancelot was even more decisive, extending his palm and letting a hazy, soft golden halo flow down, like liquid gold, seeping into Sid's aged skin and being absorbed by his withered body.
Under the healing power of the highest quality Holy Light energy, the Fate Defier Sid quickly recovered considerably. After catching his breath, he muttered, "I'm getting old after all. I can't take any more strain. When I was young..."
Maxwell knew that once the old man started rambling, he wouldn't stop, so he quickly interrupted and asked, "Has the location of the evil god been locked?"
"No!" Sid shook his head. "With the outbreak of war, the evil energy field and Dark Mind surrounding Planet Guta formed a thick barrier of Fate protection. With my abilities, I cannot break through this barrier to find the exact location of the evil god. However, those large resource vaults are not protected by this barrier and have all been located. I have recorded them using the Fate Printer as Lancelot requested."
As he spoke, Sid pointed to the steam-powered machine in front of him. Lancelot immediately stepped forward, reached inside, and rummaged around for a bit before pulling out a piece of white paper with intricate divination patterns.
Lancelot, with his broad knowledge, could certainly understand the record on the blank paper. After nodding, golden light shone behind him, and a Holy Spirit emerged, took the blank paper from his hand, bowed, and then vanished in a flash of light.
Maxwell watched with envy. "We're both big, meaty guys, but why does this kid have so many tricks up his sleeve? He's not like a melee tank at all; he's more like a versatile Mage."
"Could it be that my Vortex Tyrant Body has gone astray?" Our Lord Moon Breaker couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
"Let's go, senior. His Majesty Campbell is busy with his mission. We... should also settle accounts with those reptiles once and for all!" Lancelot said, turning around and walking out of the room. Maxwell grinned and followed him.
Sid leaned back in his chair, took out the "Spear of Destiny" scroll, and gently nurtured it with his own body energy, allowing it to become familiar with his presence. He sighed, "My willpower isn't strong enough..."
The Wings of Freedom seemed to be a projection from a higher dimension, a creation not belonging to this universe. With extreme lightness and etherealness, it carried the Nirvana Tower across the vast universe, which was counted in light-years, and landed outside the Ancient Planet Guta before any force could react.
Gazing at the colossal magical planet before him, comparable in size to a star, Logo was filled with emotion. In his eyes, the history of this planet seemed to be condensed into a fast-forwarded black-and-white film, flowing before his very eyes.
From initial obscurity and obscurity, to the glory and brilliance of Elven's rise, to the peace and prosperity of the Guta Star People's dominance of the plane, to the decay and depravity after the arrival of the evil god, and now to the chaos and evil...
Everything seems to be nearing its Termination, not now, but not far off.
"Break in!"
All sorts of thoughts transformed into a dazzling array of intersecting streams of light, colliding to create brilliant fireworks, and ultimately coalescing into a powerful and unwavering will.
The Wings of Freedom stretched to their limit, no longer concealing their existence. The colorful lights, like neon lights, formed a dazzling vortex, and the black and gold Nirvana Tower, surrounded by silver patterns, crashed into it as if no one else was there.
The top-level Space Detection Tower, despite activating spatial confinement immediately upon being triggered, had no effect whatsoever.
The solidified space seemed to transform from steel into flowing water, and the Nirvana Tower, like a nimble fish, roamed freely within it, unconstrained by any obstacles.
Unlike Lancelot, who directly used violence to destroy the Space Detection Tower on Planet Twilight, the Nirvana Tower's "freedom" characteristic is quite gentle, directly ignoring the restrictions.
Just as any system has loopholes, the so-called spatial confinement in front of the Nirvana Tower is also full of loopholes. Find the cracks and insert yourself into them.
When it was at the five-star level, given the spatial confinement of Planet Guta, Logo wouldn't have dared to take the risk. But now, the Nirvana Tower is at the same level as Lancelot's Steel Feather Cloak, both being six-star Immortal. Without a seven-star level spatial confinement, there's no way to stop it. Even with a seven-star confinement, given enough time, the Nirvana Tower can burrow out like a pangolin.
The Miracle Trait is that they defy logic, or rather, they represent a set of 'logic' independent of the existing system of rules.
It's similar to the idea of using a sword from the previous dynasty to behead an official of the current dynasty.
And so, the Nirvana Tower easily 'bumped' into the ancient Planet Guta, which even a million space fleets couldn't penetrate. When that terrifying tower, radiating Endless brilliance and resembling a weapon from a higher dimension, stood above the planet and was seen by all the Guta Star People, the atmosphere on the entire planet suddenly froze. Everyone was stunned, and the tentacles on their heads trembled wildly, like a demon, unable to stop.
Logo completely ignored the reactions of these ordinary Guta Star People. From the Nirvana Tower, a hazy Pupil Light shone down like the Radiance the sun, instantly covering every inch of the entire planet.
An evil energy field? Dark Mind? Blocking divination? Very well, I have two pieces of Miracle equipment in hand. How should I deal with this?
The Nirvana Tower advances rapidly, its Eye of Insight searching for clues.
Even the King of Ashes, Diorus, who had been hiding deeply because of the previous surprise attack, never expected Logo to come here again. Under the scrutiny of the Eye of Insight, he had nowhere to hide.
"No Grand Duke Tielin?" Logo's eyes changed slightly. The worst-case scenario had come to pass. Diorus had sent the key that allowed Him to escape the Realm of Exile out of the Elven Plane and into the hands of the Desolate Lord Pontoriel.
Facing a Middle God at his peak, even with the God-Hunting Spear in his hand, Logo didn't dare to bare his teeth. It's no exaggeration to say that the other party could kill him a hundred times over with a single finger; the difference in power was too great.
"In that case, you'll have to face it alone, Your Majesty the Evil God..."
With his eyelids lowered, Logo casually pulled out an old-fashioned hunting rifle from the Nirvana Tower.
On the other side, Diorus, the King of Ashes, who had just realized what was happening, turned green with rage when he saw this scene.
Damn it, I just recovered from the massive amount of negative emotions generated by the war, and you filthy thing are at it again?
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Six shots fired in quick succession, without the slightest hesitation, swift and decisive.
The red-glowing bullets, once locked onto their target, are impossible to stop by any means; at least, there are no such powerful beings in the Elven Plane.
Loyal demon servants rushed forward to help their god fight back, but to no avail. The projectile passed through their bodies like a phantom and struck Diorus, the King of Ashes, hidden deep within the dark ancient temple of the Planet Guta.
The first shot sent the surging black mist trembling violently.
The second shot resulted in a significant reduction in smog.
With the third shot, a scream rang out, and the evil god was wounded.
The fourth shot, another scream, and the Dark Ancient Temple was shattered by the aftershock of the God-Hunting Spear.
With the fifth shot, almost all the haze had dissipated.
With the sixth shot, all traces of the evil god vanished without a trace, seemingly disappearing completely from the Elven Plane.
Logo understood that as long as the entire Guta Star People was not completely wiped out, Diorus was practically immortal. He had come to this realization after the last sneak attack.
The immortality of this King of Ashes is not rooted in the "Dark Authority" but in the "Mind Authority," meaning that as long as there are sincere believers or demon servants of His in this world, Diorus can be resurrected.
To annihilate such an existence, one must either use a powerful conceptual force to directly overwhelm its very essence, or employ a causal attack, following the causal chain to wipe everything out completely.
Unfortunately, Logo cannot achieve either of these two things at present. All he can do is cripple Diorus once again, preventing him from personally coming out to stir up trouble for a short period of time.
Click! Click! Click!
The faint cracking sound, audible only to Logo, echoed in his ears. It was the God-Hunting Spear, firing six shots in quick succession. For Nirvana Tower, now a six-star Immortal with two Miracle Trait, this wasn't a huge burden. However, the God-Hunting Spear was already severely damaged. Although Logo had maintained it, allowing it to fire one or two shots every now and then, it was still capable of doing so.
But that was six shots, which undoubtedly exceeded the limits of the God-Hunting Spear, so... it cracked.
Although Logo felt heartbroken, he did not regret it. How could he severely injure the evil god without paying a price?
I glanced at the information panel. Hmm... although the durability has plummeted by 32%, as long as it doesn't disintegrate on the spot, there's still hope for recovery.
Logo's alchemy level is improving every moment. Although he can only maintain it for now, he might be able to repair it in a few years.
For an alchemist of his caliber, repairing a divine artifact, especially a weapon as difficult to repair as the God-Hunting Spear, would be nothing short of a fantasy for other alchemists, but for Logo, it was just normal procedure.
Six shots crippled the evil god, and the Demigod servants on the Planet Guta were all stunned. Some of the weaker ones were so terrified that their legs trembled. Although they wanted to rush forward, their bodies just wouldn't let them control them.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Logo manipulated the Nirvana Tower to teleport to a super treasure vault located somewhere on the Planet Guta.
Although the vault's doors were reinforced with countless advanced magic arrays, mechanical locks, and other protective measures to safeguard this treasure trove containing vast resources, all these anti-theft methods were futile under the Wings of Freedom.
Wings of Freedom commented: Door? What's that? Aren't these all roads?
In this way, the Nirvana Tower easily pierced through the treasure vault's gate, as if breaking through a layer of dreamlike illusion.
Those Guta Star People who noticed this scene, including Mudatuo Baisuo Krashivef, experienced an instant rise in blood pressure, instantly entering a state of high blood pressure.
Then his legs stopped hurting and his back stopped aching; he charged forward with a roar.
The Guta Star People, whose negative emotions were stirred by the Dark Mind, had long since reversed their ways. Their former simple lifestyle had turned into extreme luxury, and their greed had been magnified countless times. Watching their treasure trove being plundered right before their eyes was more painful than death for them.
My money!!
Baisuo roared and charged forward, quickly reaching the vault, only to be blocked by the gate.