Chapter 770 - 525: The True "Star" and the Divine Artifact’s Self-Destruction
Chapter 770: Chapter 525: The True "Star" and the Divine Artifact’s Self-Destruction
His eyes were crimson as he glared at the distant, regenerating Hydra. His chest heaved violently, and the air he exhaled was scorching hot.
"It’s not dead yet!"
He roared with all his might.
"So what!"
"Knights!"
Hector violently raised the Giant Axe in his hand. His Crimson Fighting Spirit, which had already dimmed, roared back to life like a Blazing Fire doused with oil, burning fiercely once more!
The Fighting Spirit was so intense it seemed to burn away his very Life Force!
"With me... charge!"
He had not the slightest hesitation, not a shred of fear.
At a moment when everyone was shrouded in despair, this mountain of a man responded in the most direct, most primal way!
Charge!
BOOM!
The ground beneath his feet shattered in response!
His figure turned into a crimson meteor, launching a final, desperate charge toward the bottomless crater, toward the regenerating Nine-headed Demon Serpent!
Behind him.
"For humanity!"
"Slay it!"
Claudius, Fiona, and the remaining silent Legendary Knight exchanged a look.
They wasted no words.
They simply raised their weapons in silence as golden, cyan, and Silver Fighting Spirit flared up once more.
Although far from as brilliant as it was at their peak, it carried an unyielding resolve!
Following close behind Hector, they charged down together!
All around, shattered fragments of the Star crashed down near the center of the Jade Swamp, creating huge upheavals.
Streaks of light, unaffected by the falling Star fragments, joined the most brilliant crimson radiance, charging unflinchingly toward the Nine-headed Demon Serpent Hydra as it rose to its feet again.
Watching this scene from a distance, Raylo felt the blood in his veins burn.
’This is perhaps... humanity’s final act of courage.’
Just as everyone’s attention was captured by this tragic and resolute charge...
On the other side of the battlefield, the black mist of death—the one that had swallowed Master Fran and remained silent ever since—suddenly began to transform.
That black mist, over a hundred meters in diameter, should have been a forbidden zone for all life.
However, right at its very core...
A faint speck of golden light appeared without any warning.
The light was faint, like a candle flickering in the wind.
In the ink-black mist of death, that single point of golden light was utterly insignificant.
It seemed as if it could be swallowed by the endless black mist at any moment.
However, not only did it not go out, it began to expand!
At first, it was but a spark, like a firefly’s glow.
In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a blazing sun!
SIZZLE!
A piercing sound rang out.
The black mist of death, capable of corroding all life and annihilating all Magic Power, let out a violent hissing sound the moment it touched the golden light. Like snow meeting a Blazing Fire, it rapidly dissolved and evaporated!
In the space of just a few breaths...
The forbidden zone of death, which had covered a hundred-meter radius and filled everyone with dread, was completely purified under the radiance of this brilliant golden light!
The black mist dissipated.
A figure slowly walked out from within.
Everyone’s movements froze at that moment.
Whether it was the Legendary Knights in their death-defying charge, or the Legendary Mages gathering their Magic...
All eyes focused on that figure.
It was Master Fran!
He... was still alive!
But... the Master Fran before them, his already slender figure, was now gaunt and bony. His hair was no longer the salt-and-pepper of before, but had turned a stark, snow-white.
His face was covered in deep wrinkles, like a dry riverbed—the mark of his Life Force having been drastically drained away.
It was as if he had aged several decades in just a few short minutes.
He tightly gripped a broken Scepter in his hand.
He slowly raised his head, his now-clouded eyes gazing toward the distant Nine-headed Demon Serpent Hydra, which was frantically repairing its body.
He saw the vitrified crater.
He saw Gregory, who no longer showed any signs of life.
He saw Delin, whose aura was faint, his Power almost completely exhausted.
He saw Hector and the other Legendary Knights, covered in wounds, yet still charging forward.
His face was calm.
A deathly calm.
He slowly raised the broken Scepter in his hand.
His old, withered fingers gently caressed the cracks on the Scepter, a hint of grim resolve in his eyes.
This Scepter was a true Divine Artifact.
It was a supreme treasure he had obtained from the Ancient Divine Ruins, and the very foundation of his ability to reach the Legend rank through Holy Light Magic.
Its name was "Life and Death Boundary."
One side, life. The other, death.
And now, with his own hands... he had broken that boundary.
He would pass judgment upon Hydra, paying the price of the Divine Artifact’s destruction and fueling the spell with his own dwindling life and soul as kindling!
"In the name... of the Holy Light."
He used the last of his strength to utter a single word that resounded throughout the heavens and the earth.
"Judgment!"
CRACK!
The broken Scepter in his hand shattered in response, turning into a sky full of dancing golden motes of light!
In the next second,
A colossal pillar of light, connecting heaven and earth, violently pierced through the gloomy clouds and descended from the sky!
The pillar of light was so immense, so brilliant!
It replaced all other colors between heaven and earth, dyeing the entire world in a sacred golden hue!
BOOM!
The golden pillar of light, without the slightest deviation, enveloped the vast and broken body of the Nine-headed Demon Serpent Hydra with perfect precision.
"ROAR!"
An unprecedented, utterly wretched roar erupted from within the pillar of light!
That sound no longer held the previous fury and tyranny.
But pure, soul-deep... pain!
Under the searing burn of the Holy Light, the wildly squirming flesh on Hydra’s body began to billow thick black smoke, as if doused in strong acid. Its regeneration slowed abruptly, and large areas even began to fester!
This sacred light of judgment was the ultimate bane of a chaotic, evil creature like it!
"Now!"
Master Wendel bellowed!
He ignored his injuries, forcibly squeezing out the last dregs of his already-depleted Magic Power.
"Blazing Flame... Burning Heaven!"
The illusory Melting Furnace manifested before him once more, and an endless torrent of Flame poured out!
"Dimensional... Rift!"
Master Morpheus tore at the void with both hands. Dark spatial rifts, like the gaping maws of Giant Beasts, appeared and bit madly at the Hydra within the pillar of light!
Even Mage Delin, who was weakened to his absolute limit, forced himself to stand straight.
He could no longer summon a Star.
But he was still a Legend!
"Star... Fall!"
He pointed a withered finger at Hydra.
In the sky, dozens of massive Light Spears formed from starlight fell like a torrential downpour, letting out sharp whistles as they descended!
The three Legendary Mages attacked at the same time!
Catastrophe Level Magic transformed into an unprecedented storm of destruction, once again completely overwhelming the figure of the Nine-headed Demon Serpent in the wake of the Holy Light!
Flames were burning!
Space was shattering!
Starlight was falling!
Following them, even more Catastrophe Level Magic from the other Legendary Mages surged forward, engulfing Hydra’s massive body!
"Kill!"
And at that very moment, Hector, a crimson meteor, finally arrived!
Carrying an indomitable, death-defying momentum, he was the first to charge into that chaotic and violent Magic Storm!
Immediately after,
Came the golden gleam of Claudius’s sword!
The cyan flash of Fiona’s spear!
And the Silver Fighting Spirit of the last Legendary Knight, which tore through everything!
The combined strike of the four Legendary Knights, like a red-hot blade, viciously plunged into Hydra’s body, already ravaged by both Holy Light and Magic!
RUMBLE!
A massive explosion erupted in the center of the storm!
The entire land trembled violently from the terrifying impact.
Within the storm, Hydra’s agonized shrieks became intermittent, growing ever fainter.
At this moment, everyone held their breath.
’Did we win?’
’This time... it has to be over, right?’
’An attack this world-destroying... even if a true god were to descend, they would probably be annihilated on the spot!’