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Translator: AnubisTL
The battle in the sky presented a bizarre spectacle.
Two colossal Black Giants, like unwavering bulwarks, stood at the forefront, enduring the Blade God's furious onslaught.
The Holy God's bone blades, forged from his own transformed arms, had transcended the realm of mortal iron. Each swing effortlessly cleaved through space, and even a casual strike could bisect the Black Giants' massive bodies with ease.
Yet what would be a fatal wound for most creatures proved remarkably ineffective against the Black Giants.
As biochemical modification beasts constructed from pure elemental energy, they possessed extraordinary resistance to purely physical cutting attacks.
The severed edges didn't bleed; instead, they oozed scorching energy as the skin's intricate patterns rapidly self-repaired.
Often, the moment the Blade God's bone blades sliced through, the gaping wounds would flicker with energy and instantly heal, leaving only fleeting spatial ripples like a temporary disturbance on the surface of water.
"ROAR!"
One of the Black Giants suddenly lowered its head, opening its massive maw toward the densely packed Holy Servants Army below. It wasn't a roar, but a violent suction!
In an instant, the heat within the fan-shaped area below was completely drained, causing the air temperature to plummet to unimaginable depths.
Tens of thousands of holy servants didn't even have time to scream before being transformed into ice sculptures, each frozen in a different pose.
The Black Giant then raised its head, combining the massive thermal energy it had just absorbed with its own destructive power to unleash a scorching white torrent several meters in diameter, blasting it toward the Blade God!
A flicker of disdain flashed in the Blade God's eyes as he casually slashed his bone blade through the air.
The pillar of energy, capable of melting through mountain ranges, was split precisely in half as if it were a solid object. The diverging beams grazed his divine form, vaporizing the distant clouds into nothingness.
During this chaotic exchange, a group of third-tier wizards, now free to act, hovered far away, relentlessly bombarding the Blade God with a barrage of spells.
While each individual attack posed little threat, their cumulative effect was not to be underestimated.
Yet whenever the Blade God attempted to eliminate these annoying spellcasters, a distorted force field would ripple outward from the Black Giant's body.
This was the Black Giant's innate talent inherited from the snow monsters: the Time Slowing Domain!
Within this domain, the Blade God's lightning-fast attacks became "slow" and "clear," giving third-tier wizards ample time to cast spells to reposition themselves or counterattack.
While the Time Slowing Domain had minimal effect on the Blade God himself, it proved remarkably effective against his unleashed attacks.
The combined efforts of the Black Giant and the third-tier wizards severely hampered his movements, trapping him as if in quicksand. He possessed immense power but struggled to wield it effectively.
As the aerial stalemate persisted, Jieming on the ground found himself in a desperate battle.
Having lost the Black Giant as his primary tank, he now faced the Holy Servants Army's relentless tide and the holy spirits' constant sneak attacks alone, the pressure intensifying dramatically.
Though the Great Light Phase behind him continued to unleash a furious barrage, the energy gauges on the core's three concentric energy disks were visibly draining.
Finally, after an overloaded volley cleared a vast precinct, the disks' light dimmed completely—energy depleted!
"Trouble..."
Jieming clicked his tongue, swiftly shifting his combat style. Relying on agile movement techniques and a variety of instant-cast spells, he maneuvered through the fray.
Fortunately, as time passed, more and more formal wizards poured through the space gate.
They formed battle formations and jointly cast large-scale spells, finally stabilizing the ground battlefield and freeing Jieming from his isolated struggle.
Just as Jieming was catching his breath, pondering how to break the aerial stalemate or find an alternative energy source for the Great Light Phase...
Buzz!!!
A deep, earth-shattering roar erupted from the space gate!
Under the astonished gaze of every creature on the field, the circular space gate, originally only one kilometer in diameter, suddenly expanded outward as if forced open by an invisible giant hand!
In mere moments, its diameter had nearly doubled to two kilometers!
This sudden shift brought a momentary silence to the battlefield.
The fanatical expressions on the holy servants' faces, which had been glowing with fervor as their side gained the upper hand, froze instantly, replaced by terror.
Meanwhile, the wizards erupted in thunderous cheers!
They understood what this meant: Lord Dionysius Spencer had finally fully stabilized and widened the passage on the other side!
More and more powerful bioweapons, war golems, and organized wizard legions surged forth from the space gate, now more than twice its original size, like a flood unleashed.
The arrival of these reinforcements immediately turned the tide of the ground battle, and the holy servants' defenses began to crumble.
However, this "surge" lasted less than half a minute before abruptly stopping.
The holy servants froze, their flickering hope rekindling.
Could it be... another problem with the gate?
But the wizards' faces glowed with even greater ecstasy, bordering on religious fervor.
Jieming clearly sensed an indescribably vast will attempting to cross over from the other side of the space gate.
The sheer presence of this will made the widened gate seem almost "too narrow."
Its passage resembled a whale squeezing through a crack, causing violent spatial ripples and a brief "stutter."
Finally, the will successfully "forced" its way through!
It had no physical form, instantly transforming into an intangible, immaterial wave that swept across every corner of the Holy Continent in an instant!
Mountains, rivers, cities, living beings, even the flowing energy in the air...
Under this wave, everything seemed to lose its secrets.
Jieming was intimately familiar with this wave, having experienced it multiple times on the Elosia Plane. It was a powerful technique unique to fate-type wizards, capable of scanning the entire plane's information flow!
The wave arrived and receded swiftly, vanishing in an instant.
Immediately afterward, a calm yet supremely authoritative voice echoed deep within the souls of every wizard on the battlefield, as clear as a whisper:
"Plane scan complete. Confirmed highest energy level reaction in this realm is fifth-tier. No signs of sixth-tier or higher entities detected."
"Orders: Eliminate all resistance. Occupy this realm."
"Everyone... kill them all."
The final four words, spoken by Dionysius Spencer, were delivered with a casualness bordering on indifference, almost serene.
It was as if a lord were instructing his servants to tidy a room—a matter of course, utterly insignificant.
But to the wizards who heard them, these words struck like the icy winds of winter, shattering all hesitation and tentative probing, setting the final, bloody tone for this interplanar war.
The wizards' auras shifted dramatically, even the bioweapons and the theoretically mindless construct legions becoming more ruthlessly efficient.
(End of the Chapter)
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