Chapter 540 - 525: Prey Has No Right to Negotiate
Chapter 540: Chapter 525: Prey Has No Right to Negotiate
All color in the world was completely erased at this moment.
It was the ultimate radiation erupting from the complete dismantling of matter at the particle level.
From the bow of the Ten Thousand Miles of Sunshine, the beam of light erupted violently. Even after piercing through Sargeras’s world-destroying true form, its residual power did not diminish in the slightest!
It tore through the clouds, pierced Ionia’s atmosphere, and blasted straight toward the cold, desolate, and endless void beyond the sky!
One second. Two seconds. Three seconds.
The entire Ten Thousand Miles of Sunshine trembled violently. On the surface of the hull, hundreds of thousands of Magic Circuits glowed so brightly they were nearly transparent. The armor on the bow visibly flushed red piece by piece. Several Rune Matrices responsible for stabilizing the energy supply exploded in succession, blasting out large swaths of blinding electrical arcs.
[Main cannon component temperature has exceeded the safety threshold!]
[Force Field stabilization matrices one through seventeen are fully overloaded!]
[Energy reserves are dropping!]
[71.4%... 48.9%... 22.1%!]
Allen sat upright on the Commander’s throne, his deep blue eyes reflecting the light that was devouring everything. No one knew how much he had prepared for this single shot. Over two hundred Earth Vein Magic Furnaces. Three months of continuous extraction from the earth veins had turned the entire Northern Continent into a near desert.
All of this was just for these five seconds.
The fifth second.
[Energy matrix reserves have fallen below the critical value!]
["Zero" main cannon, ceasing fire!]
VZZZT—
The pure white beam of light that spanned the heavens and the earth abruptly retracted and extinguished. Only after the blinding glare dissipated did sound finally make its long-overdue return to this world.
RUMBLE!
The delayed thunder rolled in from thousands of kilometers away. The vacuum channel, violently ripped open through the atmosphere, had yet to close. Frantic high-altitude air currents poured back in from all directions, tearing a doomsday Storm over a hundred kilometers in diameter across the land.
The bow’s main cannon of the Ten Thousand Miles of Sunshine had turned completely dark red. The extreme heat severely distorted the air for kilometers around it, and crimson molten matter continuously dripped from the inside of the metal barrel.
Meanwhile, on the land ahead, that world-destroying Demon God—who stood eight thousand meters tall, blotted out the sun, and looked as if he could crush the continent with a raise of his hand—had thoroughly evaporated. He did not even leave behind a single speck of dust to prove he had ever existed.
Far away in a valley thousands of kilometers distant, the Grand Chairman of the True Silver Council stared blankly at the sky. The muscles on the Thunder Witch King’s face twitched violently. He opened his mouth, yet failed to produce a single sound for a long time.
One shot. A terrifying shot that filled heaven and earth. Not only did it completely obliterate that untouchable Purgatory Monarch, but it also left a dark, unhealing scar across the Sky Vault.
Allen’s gaze passed over the devastated battlefield and cast toward the end of the horizon. There, a shocking, massive void had been blasted into Ionia’s Plane Crystal Wall.
Chaotic and violent Magic Power poured backward through the breach!
The originally balanced elemental environment instantly went berserk. Countless purple lightning bolts spawned out of thin air, spreading madly across the atmosphere. Following the worldly breach forcibly blasted open by "Zero," Allen’s acute perception even caught a few ancient, grandiose gazes faintly casting down from the deepest depths of the endless void.
Separated by who knew how many Planes, they had only slowly turned their attention to Ionia because of this intense energy eruption. Shortly after, those gazes shifted away. From beginning to end, there was no communication.
Allen fell silent for two seconds.
"Record all anomalous fluctuation data."
[Special file has been created.]
[File Number: VX-0001.]
"Recalibrate the main cannon’s combat parameters."
[Based on this combat data, the "Zero" main cannon’s lethal energy level at full power exceeded the preset model by 38.7%, causing structural damage to the main cannon. Unable to confirm the upper limit of lethality.]
[It is not recommended to conduct another full-power launch within small or medium Material Planes.]
Allen glanced at the breach spanning the sky.
"Not recommended" was an understatement. If the firing angle of that shot had been just three degrees lower, the entire continent of Ionia would likely have been pierced through by now. This stolen main cannon technology already possessed the genuine potential to kill a Plane. He didn’t dare imagine what kind of terrifying faction the Harvester Civilization behind the Mechanical Realm truly was.
"Uuurghhh—!"
Right then, a mournful howl rang out above the battlefield without warning.
Right where Sargeras had vanished, a pitch-black chain was slowly pulling taut from the void.
It was Thanatos!
The statue had been forcibly knocked out of the Shadow Realm by Sargeras’s earlier Law impact, and even its Soul Concealing Cloak had been damaged, but it had never left. Following Allen’s command, it had been waiting. Waiting for Sargeras’s physical body to be completely destroyed.
Thanatos gripped the chain with both hands, dragging it backward bit by bit. At the front end of the scythe’s blade, a blurry silhouette gradually emerged from the originally empty void.
[The target’s soul is attempting to escape the current Plane!]
[Cross-Plane traction detected! Soul Furnace gravitational output: 120%!]
Half of Sargeras’s soul had already submerged into the void. But under the pull of Thanatos’s soul-severing scythe, that tyrannical will was forcefully dragged back into reality!
"No—! You lowly tin puppet! Let me go!"
Sargeras unleashed a terrified and furious roar. At this moment, he was nothing more than a remnant soul securely pinned down by chains, unable to flee back to his lair.
A faint smile finally appeared on Allen’s face.
Killing a creature that wielded Laws was never as simple as destroying its physical body. As long as his Soul Mark remained, he could easily forge a new shell with the help of the Purgatory Blood Pool.
And precisely because of this, Allen had never considered "Zero" to be the final strike.