Chapter 970: Chapter 970
Chapter 970: Chapter 131: Decisive Victory (Third Update)
A myriad of silver rays plummeted down like a hammer.
This scene, on the pitch-black Nether River, appeared particularly dazzling.
Silver and black collided forcefully in a visual contrast!
The Traveller who fell heavily onto the Nether River had his back covered by frost, followed by his limbs, finally spreading to his head. Unfortunately, a large amount of smoke rose from the brow’s center where flames burned fervently.
Though the “Traveler’s Spark” could not melt the ice and snow.
Yet these countless strands of cold air also could not freeze the Traveller’s head.
The two forces were at a stalemate.
But this Divine War… is actually already over.
Gu Shen watched as his spirit swayed; he never expected that the Divine War between the Empress and the Traveller would end with one-sided crushing, nor did he expect that all the information released by the North Continent was fake news.
What blockades of towers, what weakened Divine Body.
The Empress not only was unharmed but in excellent condition!
When he met the Empress earlier on the second floor, the reason why so much frost and snow drifted in the Melting Furnace Divine Domain, was because she forcefully swallowed twenty years of accumulated frost from the North Continent… How could one imagine such an operation?
Mu Wanqiu was dumbfounded.
She wanted to observe the Divine War and gain some insight… but what was the scene just now?
Countless Sword Qi fell, dyeing the whole Disaster Realm silver, truly a spectacular Divine War scene, but after that, the Traveller was frozen into ice shards, unable to stand, let alone move even a little… how could there be such a huge difference between Divine Thrones?
Gu Shen lowered his brows, smiled somewhat sarcastically, recalling Gu Changzhi and the Wine God’s battle in the cemetery, he softly lamented: “If possible, who would be willing to battle for three days and nights, a thousand rounds a hundred times?”
Perhaps the truly strongest clashes decide victory or defeat in a short instant.
Unless the gap is really too small.
“The Traveller… doesn’t seem as powerful as I imagined…” Mu Wanqiu muttered quietly, asking softly: “Is it my illusion?”
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And this is definitely not an “illusion”!
The Traveller is very weak…
Gu Shen had witnessed more than one Divine War as a “lucky one”, just take the battle in the cemetery, the Traveller’s performance was even lesser than that of the Wine God… More importantly, this guy was not quite the same as the “Traveller” seen on the stone wall.
In his heart, the ancient human leader who traded with the Netherworld King, schemed, set up temples, built Divine Statues, carved stone walls, and laid numerous plots for the return of the great undertaking should not have been .
A loud noise pulled Gu Shen’s thoughts back to reality.
In the distance, the Sword Qi waterfall finally ended.
The Empress no longer poured out coldness, nor did she know how much of the “North Continent’s frost” stored in the furnace remained after this battle, half of the Nether River was frozen into an ice field.
While the Traveller had completely fallen, nearly losing consciousness, only the “flames” at the brow still burned faintly.
The Empress raised her palm.
Countless threads of Sword Qi did not dissipate; they had previously bundled into a waterfall, madly pouring onto the Traveller’s enormous Divine Body, and after settling, they pierced the skin of the giant like silver needles.
At this moment, tens of thousands of fine lines swayed in the void, grasped by the Empress in one hand.
She sat on the Throne, soaring towards the black snow-covered mountains.
And the frozen surface of the Nether River, the Traveller was dragged rolling.
During the flight, the Empress glanced at the mountain’s foot.
She saw a young man, wide-eyed and speechless.
It was Lu Zhe, a squad captain of the Investigation Corps.
Before the explosion burst, Lu Zhe tried desperately to reach the lower section of the Black River, attempting to find Mu Wanqiu… He also knew his time was limited.
The explosion triggered by the Traveller was too intense, directly interrupting his actions.
And after Lu Zhe saw the “Traveller’s” towering Divine Statue from afar, he hesitated whether to continue urgent rescue or return the original path…
Just as he decided to proceed, the Empress descended.
Since the Empress came, was Xiao Qiu safe?
Lu Zhe quickly dropped down from the air, knelt on one knee, earnest in expression, his voice high and bold: “The supreme Empress…”
He wished to worship, but just uttering the first “supreme” character was halted by the Empress’s hand gesture sweeping past in the sky, his voice blocked in his throat, breaking off.
“Mu Wanqiu and Gu Shen are still alive, right behind.”
The Empress spoke softly, “Go complete your mission.”
Lu Zhe’s eyes expressed gratitude, he spoke no more.
Worthy of the great Majesty… merely a glance revealed his thoughts.
Hold on, did the Majesty just say Xiao Qiu and Gu Shen are still alive?
Lu Zhe realized the words implied just now, was Meng Xiao already dead?
He delayed no further, quickly moving to the far end of the Black River.
The struggling North Continent Transcendent met their dawn.
The first half of the Nether River was filled with blood and darkness.
The countless, endless “Bone-winged Creatures” frantically retreated. Unfortunately… their numbers were too vast, attempting retreat created congestion, and the [gateway] was so limited in size, even with twelve portals, it was far from enough!
Upon hearing the Empress’s voice, the captains, who were already exhausted, once again unleashed an inexhaustible flow of power from within!
The human spirit is truly terrifying.
The most despairing thing in the previous battle… was the lack of hope.
But once the darkness shattered, revealing a sliver of daylight, those fighting bitterly would surely hold on until dawn arrived!
Zhong Yuan kicked forcefully, pulling out the shattered war knife lodged in the corpse’s skeleton. He cursed and looked in the direction where Lin Lin was, asking, “You’re not really ‘well-connected’, are you?”
Lin Lin was silent for a second, then pretended to reply confidently, “If I say I am, would you believe it?”
“After all these years, how could I not know you? How could you possibly have any connection to the Empress? At your age, if there really were a connection, you’d have to be siblings. What kind of sister would be cruel enough to throw her brother into a place like Gu Castle?”
This kind of talk is not proper…
Lin Lin fell completely silent.
He knew of his sister’s “vast powers”; once her real form descended, not even the smallest sound in this Disaster Realm would escape her perception.
After Zhong Yuan finished speaking, he suddenly felt a chill.
A loud noise came from the distant Black Snow Mountain—
It was a throw across the entire Black Snow Mountain, with countless threads of cold brilliance converging into a long line, binding the “traveler”, and the person who made this throw was simply a madwoman, using another Divine Throne as a weapon—
The towering traveler crashed directly into the blood sea surrounded by bone-winged creatures!
A wail erupted, and frost spread!
In the next moment, the dense cold air enveloping the traveler spread out like a waterfall, turning the thousands of small swords that pierced him into hedgehogs, clanging against each other, creating an incredibly crisp sound of a sword forest.
The Empress raised her hand, waving her wide sleeve.
“Swish, swish, swish—”
Sword hilts clashed, frost emerged again, and these small swords began their slaughter amidst the mountains of corpses and sea of blood.
The bone-winged creatures were utterly powerless against the divine might!
No matter how many of them there were, they couldn’t match the Empress’s killing speed. Under the “command” of the wise creatures, some of the bone-winged creatures chose “sacrifice”, actually opting to counterattack the Empress.
Of course, this was a foolish choice.
In the eyes of those “wise creatures”, counterattacking the Empress might reduce their retreat pressure a bit.
The Empress’s power is beyond the estimation of mere mortals.
The flying swords filled the skies above the Black River. To those who rushed to their deaths, the Empress paid them no mind. She simply unfolded her Divine Domain, and so these deformed creatures, following their orders to die, struggling their wings, pressed forward, like pathetic moths to a flame, their flesh and blood dissolving as they collided with the “Melting Furnace” in the process.
To the creatures of the [Old World], the Empress showed no mercy…
After the flying swords swept out, they headed straight for the twelve portals at the diversion of the Duolu River, severing their connections in the first instance, thus trapping those Transcendent beings who hadn’t retreated in time within the Disaster Realm.
What followed was a one-sided massacre.
The “Melting Furnace” is not at all as warm as the literal meaning suggests.
As enemies of the Empress, they fell into the Melting Furnace, which means they fell into purgatory!
The burden on the shoulders of the Reboot Squad members suddenly lightened… Enveloped by the Divine Domain, they felt at ease as a warm blaze ignited in their hearts.
As citizens of the Empress, they embraced the Melting Furnace, enjoying the baptism of the “Winds of Revival”!
This is the “Divine Domain”, this is the “Divine Miracle”!
Despite being alone in resisting the vast number of bone-winged creatures, Osmond at this moment only had a withered body left; his spiritual power had been utterly exhausted. Even though he was tightly enveloped by Fisher’s domain, he was still left with hardly any strength.
If the Empress had not appeared… even if this breakout battle succeeded, he would have perished; his injuries were too severe, his “Divine’s Eye” burned to emptiness, and his blood drained dry.
But now, as the Melting Furnace descended, the Winds of Revival surged towards his shriveled body.
Osmond, this old general who burned his life for the North Continent, once again received the “Divine Gift”… He looked gratefully towards Her Majesty the Empress, and within those scorching eye sockets, it seemed pain no longer existed, even the darkness vanished.
Shall receive Infinite gifts.
As I ascend the Divine Throne, so shall the beings of the North Continent ascend the Divine Throne together.
This was the grand wish the Empress secretly vowed before ascending the throne; this wish… was clearly influenced by the great battles of the past. Yet she never regretted, and remained steadfast, quietly fulfilling her promise through the long years after ascending the throne.
In a battlefield that did not abide by rules or moral restraints, the power of the Divine Throne was truly a “dimensional reduction strike”.
Even if the Divine Throne didn’t personally act, the “destructiveness” it could cause was immeasurable!
The war has already been won.
All were invigorated by the surging Winds of Revival from the Melting Furnace, their spirits lifted, feeling the magnificent divine grace.
Only one person was different from the rest.
Zhong Yuan shivered once more.
He suspected he was seeing things… Just now, when Her Majesty the Empress descended, he saw the great Empress seem to cast a glance in his direction.
Could it be that Her Majesty noticed him?
This should be a good thing, yet why did he feel a chill down his spine?