Chapter 1083 953: With All Due Respect

[Earth Vein Sealing Bolt] indeed has less of a negative impact on the demigods of this era than on the bloodline gods of the "Muriyan Civilization" period.

In the "Broken Star Sea," a region where the magic element has been completely locked by humans.

Although the momentum of the demigods has been greatly reduced when taking action, they can still activate [Mythical Form] to return to the close combat style of Low-tier Extraordinary.

However, what they use is no longer fists and feet, but their own principles and truths.

Rumble...

Though it did not reach the point where heaven and earth lose color and the sun and moon lose light, the atmosphere shakes, the sky quakes, and the seawater reverses to rush into the high sky, appearing like a doomsday catastrophe.

In this terrifying scene, seven magnificent figures, like lightning, clash together.

More precisely, it's a brutal five-against-two siege.

On the periphery are five [Truth Embodiments] seated at the top of this world's contempt chain.

Among them is the giant transparent prism [Mirror Angel]; the bone ball composed of six twisted symmetrical spikes [Skeleton Throne]; the indescribable entity filled with eyes in darkness [Silent Mist];

collective life composed of countless rats [Plague Demon]; a mountain of bones formed by various biological limbs stitched together [Undead].

These [Truth Embodiments], long rid of the drag of schools and ancient enough to be entirely forgotten by the Material World, seemingly built their own support organization facing this "Era Catastrophe."

Even appearing in the western line's "Regeneration Corps," the large-scale "Plague" in Southern Continent, the reflection city along the coast of southern continent, and the "Extreme Night" spreading over several small countries in the north...

are their manipulations behind the scenes.

Being the most creatively powerful entity in the Material World, these [Truth Embodiments] with unsuitable style seemingly have their own unknown plans.

However, the Evil God Group's planned direct overturn has rendered everything meaningless.

They can only go all in to obtain a "ticket" to the Spirit Realm from [Violence Angels].

The vast disparity in power lets this highest-level extraordinary confrontation in the Material World not last long.

Bang!

An angel with golden wings, surrounded by sword light like wheat, let out a tragic cry, blood spilled in the sky.

Where the blood landed, countless oversized wheat ears, grain, corn, fruits... sprang up from the islands below the battlefield and the sea like bamboo shoots after a rain.

"Frey—!"

Under "Dawn," the "Angel of Fertility," Frey, became the first sacrificed among the Mortal Angels. Only "Dawn Angel" Aurora managed to escape tearfully during a brief opening in the encirclement.

At this time.

Little of the "Broken Star Sea" is left, where demigods, who might not be born even in a hundred years, die as fiercely as gladiators before gods.

The ambiance of [War of Injustice] throughout the Material World, too, gradually escalates to a climax.

...

Splash——!

The World's End's "Stormy Sea Route" is still the same "Stormy Sea Route."

The terrifying lightning storms continuously rumble overhead, and a storm almost drowning the sea rampages in the dark sky like a boundless ferocious beast.

Ink-like seawater transforms into towering peaks, and falling would mean plummeting into an abyss, never returning to the world of humans.

The masters here, sea monsters with chaotic eyes full of animalistic nature, swarm in riding giant waves.

[Mythical Battleship: Nagilfa] and the Evil Gods have worse luck than Aiven's group; this time, they crash into a large group of poisonous blue-purple [Mutated Sea Demons].

Whimper!

They give no face to Echet, the [Mother of Sea Monsters], roaring as they turn this sea into a sea of turbulent tentacles.

Among them, there are seven or eight [Sea God's Son] each growing at least a thousand tentacles.

"Noisy!"

The "Refined Girl" wearing a Gem Crown and dressed in a wave long skirt softly uttered a word, then raised the [Ocean Treasure: Calamity Divine Authority] in her hand.

The fierce storm in the sky was molded at her will, twisted into storm tentacles hundreds of meters thick, sweeping across the sea like mountains collapsing and seas overflowing.

As the shrill screams gradually faded, only the bizarre seawater stained blue-purple remained in sight.

With a calm demeanor as if doing something trivial.

Echet turned to look at the blood-colored flowers on the sea surface, blooming more and more vigorously after absorbing the blood of [Sea God's Son]:

"Everyone, have you noticed, why does the sea surface have so many different kinds of plants, yet the flowers they grow are all the same?

Lord Shude Mel, you went Behind the Door, is this phenomenon normal?"

Within view, sargassum, antler algae, yellow flag, calamus, cattails, arrowheads, water lilies... etc.

Numerous aquatic plants that should have drastically different living habits all now bloom identical flowers, even in heavy rain exuding a refreshing fragrance.

"No, fifty thousand years have passed; anything can happen in the unregulated storm belt.

Rest assured, as long as I can use the power of 'tides' to bind the timeline, what does it matter if I've already died in the outside world?"

Though the "Chaos Worm" finds this phenomenon abnormal, it is full of confidence in [Möbius Ring] capability to transcend the rule of life and death.

Even if the Evil God Group displays their Mythical Form behind the Door, entering an uncertain state of neither life nor death, they can still obtain rebirth under the coverage of the Time Line.

In other words, they can fully unleash their power.

Even if everyone perishes heroically, as long as one can ensure entering that place aboard the Nagilfa, the final result will be a sweep for one's side!

Therefore, if anyone dares to come to "Behind the Door" to block me from destroying the world, hmm... the moment they reveal their Mythical Form will be their death date!

'However...'

Shude Mel lowered his head to gaze at those splendid flowers.

'These flowers are so fragrant, perhaps I can preserve this species while gathering the Time Line.'

He felt as if this plant was naturally born for him. Its color, scent, taste, shape were perfectly to his liking.

It was like a creature from a mother star sharing the same bloodline, making him feel immense closeness.

...

Meanwhile.

In front of Mythical Battleship: Nagilfa.

Aiven, who initiated Heaven and Earth are One to merge with the world, calmly looked at his palm.

With the "World War" and battles against Demigods, more lives returned to the Spiritual Cycle of the world, and the Life Tree's sixth layer, Mossbiheim, had fully formed.

An endless stream of power poured from Aiven's body, making his connection with the World Consciousness increasingly intimate, as if opening a door could allow direct conversation.

"Teacher, we've arrived."

Angie's voice echoed from deep within Aiven.

At this moment, Aiven wore a Mountain Crown adorned with Olivia transformed into Rose Mother, wielded a World-piercing Spear: Lance of Longinus formed by Angie.

With him at the core, the three were interconnected, perfectly uniting the mundane and extraordinary, material and spiritual, body and spirit, so much so that one plus one plus one was far greater than five.

This was his strongest form, even worthy of being called the supreme form at Demigod Level!

He looked up at the rapidly approaching Mythical Battleship: Nagilfa from the sea, and the group of evil gods standing on its deck.

Though he had added an "insurance" beforehand, if he could end the evil gods' plan here, why not?

Besides, to others, this was an unbeatable Evil God Group, but to Aiven, it appeared as a richly rewarding mobile experience.

"Hesi! Angie!"

Feeling Aiven's resolute determination, the Gemstone on his head flashed and the spiral long spear in his hand gently vibrated.

"Leave it to us!"

Whoosh—!

Suddenly, within the thousand-square-kilometer area centered on Aiven, the thunderstorm abruptly calmed down, all the immense power within absorbed by him.

Even the kinetic energy of the giant waves beneath his feet was no exception.

In the blink of an eye, the surrounding area was serene and still.

Authority: Fruit of Life

He raised his hand to lightly point at the Nagilfa, with space thoroughly locked by an overwhelmingly powerful force, preventing any from using Space Jump to escape.

Authority: Dimension Anchor

Next.

Behind him, a phantom dragon's mouth suddenly opened wide.

Whizz! Whizz! Whizz! Whizz!....

Blinding Light Fang sliced across the sea, resembling thousands of guided missiles leaving perfect bright arcs as they fiercely stormed towards Mythical Battleship: Nagilfa.

Though they appeared to be Thunder Punishment Light Fang, in reality, they were lightweight tactical nuclear weapons, each Light Fang measuring 200,000 tons in yield, swift, highly maneuverable, and pinpoint accurate.

Aiven had been researching mushroom bomb delivery methods for some time.

Given the instantaneous nuclear fusion temperature reaches billions of degrees, when combating gods, if you miss, no matter the yield, it's just wasted firepower.

With Dimension Anchor paired with comprehensive fire coverage, it's far more practical than the Great Ivan Technique.

Bang!

Brilliant white light spheres lifted into the sky, the air began expanding, boiling, ionizing...

However, before the previous burst faded, the next followed, like stars blinking across the sky, but these were... death omen stars!

In an instant, the area within tens of miles was completely enveloped in white light, even tearing a grim scar across the storm belt.

Unfolding Mythical Form at the forefront, "Thousand-Faced Moon" only lasted three breaths before disintegrating into ashes;

In the second layer, "Funeral God" Sinotoglis managed just two breaths; then came the "Angel of Disease" Baalzebub who had once beaten him like a bug, enduring five breaths...

Gazing at the group of evil gods reduced to ashes in the blink of an eye, Aiven, deeply delighted, finally uttered the words he'd dreamed of saying for half his life:

"Heh, pardon my bluntness, but all of you are trash!"