Boom!!
Above the Longtuo Continent, shattered into countless pieces, the muffled, thunderous sound of the Death Soul Bell resounded, seemingly spreading endlessly from the source of time along the river of time.
In the Void, Lancelot remained calm, activating the Death Soul Bell while also communicating with Logo, who was hidden within his body.
"It's time for you to make your move!"
Within the Endless Divine Body, in a certain particle, Lancelot created a Sturdiness and reliable space.
The Nirvana Tower is hidden within.
Inside the Nirvana Tower are the Bloodline Avatar of Logo and Audora.
As Lancelot's voice echoed within the tower, Logo looked at the mature and sophisticated Audora. Her beautiful eyes flashed with a sharp light, and with a casual flick of her wrist, she pulled out a heavy hammer wreathed in black light from her sleeve.
On the heavy hammer, countless runes derived from the mysteries of spatial cutting and shattering shone brightly, radiating a faint Legend light.
This was clearly a Legend Upper God Artifact, on par with the Crimson Moon God Wheel, both being spatial artifacts.
However, compared to the Crimson Moon God Wheel, which excels at controlling the field and binding, the "Rift-Space Hammer" is a thoroughly deadly weapon. It once created a great reputation in the hands of Audora's grandfather, and the hammer is stained with the blood of more than one Upper God.
In terms of ferocity, the Rift-Space Hammer far surpasses the Crimson Moon God Wheel!
"Who should I kill?! My grandfather didn't leave any primordial divine Divine Power, so I can only rely on my own bloodline Divine Power. Therefore, I can only unleash the Rift-Space Hammer with all my might once, but this attack will definitely reach the Peak True God level!" Audora said eagerly, her fighting genes almost uncontrollable.
Pureblood Human Race are a true warrior race; the most direct way to achieve bloodline advancement is through life-or-death battles.
"Kill him!"
With a thought, Lancelot sent a message to Audora, and the image of Lord Broken Blade Roland appeared on the screen, along with Lancelot's detailed analysis of his fighting style.
"This guy's Divine Law are extreme. His attack power is maxed out, comparable to True God Tier Eight, but in other aspects, he's far behind, especially in terms of survival ability."
Lord Broken Blade Roland's fighting style is clearly biased towards lightness and speed, like an assassin whose sword strikes with deadly precision, his graceful movements carrying a terrifying killing intent that can turn the world upside down.
However, according to Lancelot's observation, Roland's defense was only average, and his recovery ability was even more ridiculously poor. Although he hadn't hit Roland many times, the scars he had left had not disappeared and had affected Roland's movements until now.
According to Audora, if she were to unleash a full-force attack with the Rift-Space Hammer, she could truly unleash the attack power of Peak True God. The black-armored figure and Selwyn would most likely not perish; at most, their injuries would worsen.
But if the fragile Roland were hit like that, it would be perfectly normal for him to explode on the spot.
"Lord of the Broken Blade, Roland? Is he the target? Okay, I understand!" Audora's eyes Heightened Focus, and she instantly entered battle mode.
"I will restrain the Crimson Moon God Wheel and prevent it from escaping." The voice of the Logo Bloodline Avatar then rang out, ethereal and otherworldly, as if it came from the depths of multiple dimensions.
In the blink of an eye, the battle plan was completed, Lancelot's consciousness left his body, and the Nirvana Tower appeared in the outside world.
Due to the controlling effect of the Death Soul Bell, the actions of the Eight Gods' Realm were somewhat slowed down, giving them an opening.
Buzz~!!
A massive, dark gold alchemical tower hovered in mid-air, releasing chains of runes that bound the Crimson Moon God Wheel as it attempted to retreat.
"Oh no, it's the Golden King's Alchemy Tower!"
Mimir, Dimensional Drifter from the Crimson Moon Civilization, exclaimed in surprise and immediately steered the Crimson Moon God Wheel to launch a counterattack.
Crimson moonlight surged forth, transforming into countless 'moon beasts' that pounced on the Nirvana Tower, launching a frenzied attack.
The surface of the Nirvana Tower was covered with Endless Alchemical Runes runes that seemed to writhe and twist, like True Dragon coming back to life, unleashing a terrifying power. Although its level was far inferior to the Crimson Moon God Wheel, it was able to contend with it thanks to the support of the Rune Array and the Space-Time Power of the Bloodline Avatar.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Streams of ethereal and dynamic Radiance swept across the Space-Time, carrying a sense of freedom as if unrestrained, traversing the layers of Space-Time, attacking the Crimson Moon God Wheel from various dimensions with cunning and sharpness, bringing immense pressure to Mimir.
At the same time, when the Crimson Moon God Wheel, which had been maintaining the spatial confinement, was tightly bound by the Nirvana Tower and Logo's Bloodline Avatar, the space, which had originally seemed to be solidified into a solid entity, instantly turned into a flowing 'liquid', and some areas even turned into 'gas'.
Although some lingering effects of spatial confinement remain, the binding force has been reduced by 80-90%.
And it is precisely at this very moment.
Lancelot and Audora, wielding the Rift-Space Hammer, charged out simultaneously.
The Rift-Space Hammer clears the way.
With a loud bang, a simple spatial passage appeared in front of the two.
At the same time, she stepped in, and the next instant, Audora, her pretty face filled with a chilling killing intent, swung the Rift-Space Hammer in her hand beside Lord Broken Blade Roland, amidst his shocked and furious gaze.
"Stop!!"
Selwyn's eyes widened in fury, his Divine Realm coalescing into a gigantic, pale ghostly claw that lunged at Audora, clearly intending to force her to yield.
If Audora doesn't back down, even if she manages to kill Roland, she will still have to withstand the full force of an Tier Eight True God's attack.
How to choose?
True God would normally retreat or block Selwyn's attack head-on.
The world is vast, but nothing is more important than one's own life.
But Audora remained unmoved.
Her expression was extremely resolute, and her beautiful eyes held nothing but an unwavering killing intent towards Roland.
This is one of the commendable aspects of Audora.
Once she sets her sights on something and gets into the zone, she eliminates all distractions and concentrates completely.
You could call her stubborn, or you could call her single-minded, but whatever you say, it was precisely because of this that she broke through the Bloodline Barrier and became a member of the Emperor Blood.
It's worth noting that even her Villoni hasn't been able to achieve this.
Although the Heart of Eternity provides assistance, there are many Pureblood Human Race core members with similar conditions, and ultimately only a very few can achieve the Emperor Blood.
Audora's own excellence is beyond doubt.
Of course, despite her stubbornness, Audora wasn't stupid.
She remained steadfast in her refusal to turn back because Selwyn was dealt with by Lancelot.
Her trust in Lancelot stemmed from her absolute confidence in Logo.
Since Logo said Lancelot would take care of her worries, then he definitely will!!
"Aren't you going to turn around? You're asking for it!!"
The sudden appearance of the unfamiliar True God completely enraged Selwyn. He hardened his heart, tore through the Void with his ghostly claw, and slammed it heavily towards Audora.
At the same time, Alaric also lunged at him from the side with a sinister grin, attempting to stop Lancelot from supporting Audora. "I don't believe you're True God Tier Nine! Die!!"
"Don't believe me? Ha! Then I'll beat you until you do!"
Lancelot lowered his eyelids for a moment, then his eyes widened in fury. Countless miniature gods within him simultaneously unleashed Thunder Battle Cry, their boundless fighting spirit enough to engulf the universe.
' Thunder Edge!'
Clang!!
A blue-gold sharp light emerged from behind Lancelot.
It resembles a gun but is not a gun, it resembles a blade but is not a blade, it contains countless tiny fragments, each with thin and sharp edges, and tiny arcs of electricity leaping within it.
One or two fragments may seem insignificant, but when hundreds of millions of fragments come together, the sheer sharpness of their combined power is enough to terrify even Lord Roland of the Broken Blade. Despite their great distance, he feels as if he is being slowly tortured, and his body even experiences a dull ache.
"Kill!!"
Clang!!
It looked like countless metals colliding together.
The Thunder Edge that cleaved the sky struck Alaric's chest in an instant.
The latter, his eyes blazing with fury, immediately switched from offense to defense, crossing his arms in an attempt to block the attack, completely disregarding any intention of attacking.
At the same time, after Lancelot unleashed his Thunder Edge, his left hand seemed to push a vast and boundless plane. The speed didn't appear fast, but he appeared perfectly beside Audora.
It collided head-on with Selwyn's demon claw.
Two completely different palms collided.
One is vast and boundless, like an endless, thick earth that can withstand any attack.
One is eerie and chilling, with countless vengeful ghosts howling and roaring within, as if they came from the Nine Hells.
Thump!!
The two collide.
The boundless power emanating from the point where their palms met spread out in layers, like raging waves.
Selwyn's face was extremely grim.
Because of his demonic claw attack, which had only clashed with Lancelot's palm for a short time, it collapsed with a bang.
The Divine Realm, constructed by the Divine Law using the rules of the Astral Realm, was torn apart by the shockwave from that massive, earth-like hand, leaving behind jagged cracks.
For gods within Law System, the Divine Realm is their greatest source of power, and they cannot afford to be careless.
The collapse of the Divine Realm often signifies the fall of a deity.
As Selwyn used Divine Law to repair the Divine Realm, he glanced at his right-hand man, Lord Broken Blade Roland. His pupils suddenly contracted, and it felt as if a Thunderclap had exploded in his mind, leaving his head buzzing.
Following his gaze, a ferocious hammer wrapped in countless spatial runes slammed heavily into Roland's upper body.
The latter's pride in its speed is utterly insignificant compared to this Legend Upper God Artifact of the space system.
Although the Rift-Space Hammer is a divine weapon that excels at cutting and shattering space, this does not mean that its ability to imprison space is weak.
In fact, each attack of the Rift-Space Hammer comes with a spatial sealing effect.
With most of her bloodline Divine Power, Audora fully activated the Rift-Space Hammer, achieving an attack power at the Peak True God level. Its accompanying spatial sealing ability was also quite strong. At the very least, Roland, who had only recently ascended to the Upper God and whose foundation was weak, was slowed down by 40-50%.
For a True God whose fighting style is light and swift, a speed reduction of 40-50% is undoubtedly fatal.
This means that Roland has lost his greatest advantage in avoiding the bombardment of the Rift-Space Hammer.
That is indeed the case.
Unable to dodge, Roland could only frantically mobilize the Divine Power within his body to strengthen his flesh, forming layers of protective shields in an attempt to block the Rift-Space Hammer for even a tenth of a second.
However, it had no effect.
Reality is cruel.
The offensive capabilities of the Rift-Space Hammer were almost fully unleashed in the hands of Audora.
On those grotesque spikes, countless fragments of space spun wildly like a meat grinder, seemingly capable of shredding everything.
The hammer collided with the Divine Power barrier on Roland's body.
Without a sound.
One after another, the barriers of Divine Power collapsed, like bubbles under the blazing sun.
It provided almost no defensive effect whatsoever.
That's normal.
Firstly, Roland's Divine Law almost entirely offensive, and the Divine Power condensed from these Divine Law is naturally also full of aggression.
This extreme Divine Power, when in a favorable situation, allows Roland to easily overwhelm opponents of the same level with devastating blows.
Once the situation turns unfavorable, the disadvantages become immediately apparent.
Especially when your opponent can control your speed.
That means a nightmare is about to begin.
The Rift-Space Hammer's inherent Armor Break, Magic Break, and defense-piercing properties, combined with the attack power of True God Tier Nine, make a single strike a critical hit plus true damage—it's simply too exhilarating.
"Die!!"
It was like the pronouncement of God of Death.
With a cold shout, Audora Rift-Space Hammer, tearing through all protective barriers with unstoppable force, and striking the frail Divine Body of Broken Blade Lord Roland.
Boom!!
This attack was like a sun exploding next to an ordinary planet.
A sense of certain death loomed over me.
In a daze, Roland seemed to see his childhood, those difficult years of growing up, and the process of building the Eight Gods' Realm with Selwyn.
The past events are still vivid in my mind.
But I can no longer walk with you!
With all his might, Roland turned his head and screamed hysterically, "Leave me alone, go!!"
Boom!!
The shockwave shattered everything, obliterating all that was affected.
Everything, including the sound, was pulverized by the extreme spatial turbulence.
Lord of the Broken Blade, Roland, has fallen!
"Roland..."
A look of extreme regret appeared in Selwyn's eyes.
Compared to other high-ranking members of the Eight Gods' Realm.
Lord Broken Blade Roland and he are absolutely best friends, supporting each other to grow to where they are today.
Their relationship was so good that even after Roland broke through to the Upper God, he didn't even have the slightest thought of switching sides or becoming independent!
They are partners to whom you can entrust your life.
They absolutely trust each other.
Therefore, Selwyn heeded Roland's final, hysterical warning completely.
As a tear of energy streamed from his eye, Roland activated his trump card for survival: a dilapidated altar radiating a crimson glow.
"Use my divine blood as a sacrifice to help me escape!"
A low, muffled murmur echoed in my heart.
Pale divine blood gushed into the crimson altar.
Then, countless strange patterns on the surface of the altar began to writhe, and a mechanical yet majestic voice rang out.
"Supplies are sufficient... Teleportation initiated!"
Buzz!!
A long rainbow suddenly appeared, piercing through the Void, and carried Selwyn away from where he stood.
Lancelot withdrew his hand with a solemn expression, looked down, and saw a fresh wound on his palm.
He had just tried to stop the crimson rainbow, but failed.
"What is that?"
Lancelot frowned; the innate sensitivity of the Earth Guardian made him sense something amiss.
"It doesn't seem to be from the Astral Realm..."
After a moment's thought, Lancelot suppressed the turbulent thoughts in his mind and turned his gaze to the other side.
Alaric, who had been dominating Lancelot not long ago and was extremely arrogant and invincible, is now in a miserable state.
Both arms were severed, and the cuts flashed with a sharp, Thunder Edge.
A hideous crack appeared on his chest, through which one could even see his throbbing internal organs.
Even though Alaric is also True God of the Matter System, such injuries are still considered severe for him.