Giant Dragon Lord: Starting from Daily Intelligence

On the other end of the battlefield, the blue shield jointly sustained by the Legendary Mages was groaning under the immense strain.

CRACK...

CRACKLE... CRACK...

Spiderweb-like cracks fanned out wildly across the shield's surface.

The Demon Serpent's all-devouring suction was draining the shield's energy with an unstoppable force.

"We can't... hold on any longer..."

Mage Delin said.

The light from the Divine Artifact, the Heart of Serenity, flickered erratically before him. It had clearly reached its limit.

Master Wendel, Master Morpheus, and all the other Legendary Mages were pale. Their internal Seas of Magic Power had run completely dry, and they were even beginning to siphon their own Life Force.

"Everyone..."

Mage Delin slowly closed his eyes. When he opened them again, his clouded eyes held nothing but grim resolve.

"Prepare... to give our all."

he said.

"This is our last chance."

Master Morpheus's face was expressionless, but his tightly clenched fists betrayed his inner turmoil.

"Gregory's sacrifice cannot have been in vain."

They all understood that conventional methods were useless against the monster.

They had to... take extraordinary measures!

Mage Delin's gaze swept over their resolute yet weary faces.

He spoke in a grave voice.

"Back then, during the War of the Ancient Deities, a conflict against a World Destruction Level threat, our predecessors self-destructed three Divine Artifacts."

"It was the Power of Origin released by their destruction that gave them a chance to defeat the Ancient Deities."

Everyone's hearts sank.

'Destroying a Divine Artifact!'

Everyone present knew exactly what that meant.

Mage Delin reached out, gently caressing the floating blue crystal ball before him—the Heart of Serenity.

"Everyone..."

He took a deep breath.

"I am going to... destroy the Heart of Serenity!"

"I will use the energy released by its destruction to... create one last chance for us!"

A look of tragic heroism appeared on everyone's faces.

"Hahaha!"

Master Wendel suddenly burst out laughing.

The Melting Furnace emerged from his sleeve, spinning as it hovered before him.

"Count me in!"

A mad flame burned in his eyes as he roared.

"And my Melting Furnace! It may only be a Half-Divine Artifact, but if you add these old bones of mine as kindling, it'll be worth half a Divine Artifact at least!"

'He's going to... immolate himself along with his artifact!'

"What a pity..."

Before Master Morpheus, a constantly twisting and rotating pitch-black orb slowly materialized.

Space continuously warped and collapsed around the orb, emitting a heart-stopping pulsation.

"It seems this prototype for my Space Magic Ball will never see the day it becomes a true Divine Artifact."

His tone held a trace of regret, but it was overshadowed by his unwavering resolve.

"Count me in!"

"And me!"

"A Knight's honor will not be tarnished!"

Hector propped himself up with his sword, forcing himself to stand.

Claudius, Fiona... At that moment, every Legend was prepared to burn themselves out to illuminate the last hope for humanity.

They had no path of retreat.

Victory, or... utter annihilation!

Mage Delin looked at them all, a flash of both pride and sorrow in his eyes.

He slowly raised his hand, about to issue the final command.

Just then.

BOOM!

An earth-shattering boom erupted from the center of the battlefield!

Everyone froze, their heads snapping up to look.

A thousand-meter-tall Giant descended from the sky like a Meteorite, crashing down upon the swampy earth between them and the Nine-headed Demon Serpent!

Countless massive fissures radiated wildly in all directions from his point of impact!

His mere presence, an oppressive weight as deep as an abyss that seemed to carry the entire world, made the surrounding space groan under the strain.

The Demon Serpent's terrifying devouring power seemed to falter for an instant upon contact with this presence!

"Humans."

A voice boomed across the land.

Gu slowly lowered his mountain-like head, his indifferent gaze sweeping over Mage Delin and the other Legends.

"Half the spoils of war."

"I'll lend you a hand. How about it?"

he said slowly, as if stating the terms of a simple transaction.

'What?'

All the Legends were stunned.

'Help?'

'At a time like this?'

'A Giant... appearing like this?'

Mage Delin forcefully suppressed his shock and stared intently at the Giant before him.

'Half the spoils of war?'

'The corpse of a World Destruction Level monster... its value is simply incalculable!'

'And he's asking for half right off the bat!'

"You..."

Mage Delin was about to speak.

Just then, the Giant slowly raised his enormous, mountain-like arm.

And clenched it into a fist.

VMMMM!

A terrifying power began to gather in his fist.

It wasn't Magic Power.

Nor was it Fighting Spirit.

It was... the Power of the World!

The light of the Power of the World surged around his fist, and wherever it passed, the very Law of Space seemed to cry out and recoil!

'So strong!'

Mage Delin's fists clenched.

He could feel it.

The level of power gathering in the Giant's fist was on par with that of the great serpent!

'He really... possesses World Destruction Level power!'

After a brief silence, Mage Delin made his decision.

He glanced at the companions behind him who had already resolved to die, then at the great serpent in the distance, its aura still climbing.

'That great threat hiding behind the Light Deity...' The thought hung over his heart like a dark cloud.

'We can't afford to... waste humanity's greatest powers here for nothing!'