Chapter 533 - 260: Three Emperors! The Decisive Battle Begins!

Iron Shield City, On the City Wall

The flag symbolizing the old order has been torn down, and the gray-robed followers silently and efficiently clean the battlefield, confiscate weapons, and spread the faith of light and shadow to more people.

However, just as the fruits of victory have yet to be fully savored and the seeds of faith have yet to take deep root in this fortress...

A disaster descended.

No gathering storm clouds, no warning of fierce winds; in that bright, nearly eerie sky, a pure black thunderbolt, seemingly capable of devouring all light, suddenly tore through the sky like a judgment spear without any warning.

"Boom!!"

The pitch-black storm thunder descended, seeming to carry with it the madness and destruction of all things, directly striking down towards the gray-robed army below where a young man in a Chaos Robe stood.

The immense thunderous force poured down like a breached black tsunami, the terrifying lightning shaking the world, engulfing the gray robes beside Wu Geng.

"What is this?!"

Wu Geng’s pupils contracted suddenly, the power contained within the pitch-black rage thunder causing his heart to tremble, the speed of the falling thunder was frighteningly extreme.

Yet he still reacted. At the first moment of the pitch-black thunder’s fall, he raised both hands upwards, unleashing the Colorless Divine Power from within, forming an invisible Colorless Wall, dyeing the surrounding world in black and white.

The colorless domain unfolded centered on Wu Geng, like an overturned bowl, encapsulating him and as many surrounding gray robes as possible.

The next moment, the surge of pitch-black thunder fell upon the Colorless Wall with a rumbling sound.

"Boom!!!"

The thunderous sound erupted like a roaring angry dragon, resonating instantly throughout Iron Shield City, the terrifying sound breaking ordinary people’s eardrums almost instantly, causing nearby civilians to bleed from their ears and collapse to their knees, only those with relatively strong power could barely stand.

"Crack!"

Immediately, a crisp sound continuously echoed under the black thunder’s shroud, with web-like cracks spreading across the black and white Colorless Wall, rapidly expanding within a short time, seemingly on the verge of shattering.

’What a terrifying attack.’

Wu Geng’s expression turned somewhat unsightly.

Though his power is undeniably strong, expanding the Colorless Domain to shelter the surrounding faithful against the dreadful black thunderfall comparable to heavenly wrath, even he could only barely sustain it.

"He’s here."

Amidst the roaring thunder, a voice almost impossible to discern quietly arose.

Tiseca stood at the edge of the Colorless Domain, watching the almost completely shattered Colorless Wall, a desperate, frenzied, all-seeing smile on his face.

His gaze penetrated the near-broken Colorless Wall, fixating on the figure behind the pitch-black thunder, hovering high in the sky.

Three Emperors, Angry Emperor.

Tiseca had anticipated a reaction from the Empire, but never did he imagine it would be greater and more intense than he thought, even forcing the Angry Emperor to step in and strangle it in the cradle.

The Angry Emperor had already intervened, now nothing could be done.

He retrieved the dagger he carried, stabbing fiercely into his own heart, falling to the ground while gazing upwards at the sky where the Emperor appeared like a divinity.

....

On the Dome

Beyond the countless black thunders

The Angry Emperor stood still in the void, dressed in an elegant and luxurious pitch-black Magic Robe, the robe embroidered with numerous complex and ancient spells using dark gold threads.

At this moment, these symbols flashed like breathing, converging vast Heaven and Earth Energy for him, he held in his hand a Magic Staff resembling deadwood yet containing vast power, with its head embedded with a Precious Gemstone constantly sparking black electricity.

The Angry Emperor’s visage hid in the shadow of the robe’s hood, with only his icy eyes visible, devoid of any human feelings, only the cold indifference like millennial ice and the majesty of overlooking all beings.

This is the Supreme Sovereign of one of the Three Great Empires, the Sain Empire.

His rage, is a disaster, his arrival, signifies destruction, indisputable, unresistible.

[Angry Emperor (Level 10 Dominator)]

[Race: Ancient Calamity]

[Life: 60000]

[Four-dimensional Attributes: Power: 410, Agility: 380, Constitution: 290, Spirit: 650]

[Abilities: Curse-Killing Black Thunder, Magic Mastery, Dominator’s Form...]

"Oh, turns out it’s an Ancient Calamity."

Ye Mingqiu looked at the Angry Emperor’s profile, his doubts gradually resolved, the Three Emperors were once humans, but now they have lost their human identity, their race has transformed from human to Ancient Calamity.

Given their race is Ancient Calamity, their purpose in collecting Raw Stones becomes clear.

Ancient Gods possess the ability to absorb the world, Ancient Calamity is the lesser derivative of Ancient Gods, an Ancient Calamity developed to the extreme has the ability to absorb the World Origin through Raw Stones, so such power is expected.

If no unexpected circumstances, the Three Emperors likely possess some ability to shield themselves from the World Will’s scrutiny, now revealed probably because realizing they’ve been discovered and thus no need for further concealment.

Speaking of which, this guy’s power is indeed excessively strong, although doesn’t possess the [God] Traits yet deeply connected to the Ancient Gods, absorbing portions of the World Origin’s power, making the Angry Emperor’s real strength exceed many [God] Trait holders, with Spirit Attributes reaching absurdly high.

"Prey has bitten."

"Almost time to strike."

Ye Mingqiu summoned the Blood Spear, clutched its crimson pole tightly, bright red Blood Crystal Patterns spread up his arm, flashing with shimmering scarlet light like a beating heart, emitting a dangerous aura.

....

"Angry Emperor."