《Night Ranger》Chapter 619. Martyr (2)
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In the sky above, the distorted crystal walls were slowly tightening.
A dome was still resisting the attacks flying down at that beautiful land.
A lonely figure was still persevering.
"I can't hold it…"
He had a bitter smile on his face.
Outside the Universe Magic Pool, there were a few dozen New Gods!
He was certain that if he fought them one at a time in duels, he would be able to get rid of most of them.
But now he was alone.
Eric died in battle, the South Guardian, who was also known as the Great Elven King, died in battle, and the nameless old North Guardian died in battle...
Only he was left in the end.
He was the Immortal Cloud Monk and had always had the appearance of a calm youth.
But right now, the hair at his temples was graying.
He had overused his power.
The Universe Magic Pool was also about to dry up.
This was the final struggle.
He glanced behind him at the scarred land, which was still just as beautiful in his eyes.
It was like a former lover. When too close, one couldn't see her grace, but on the verge of leaving, one would suddenly feel stunned by her allure.
It was like seeing her for the first time again.
Longevity...
He turned his head while smiling, calmly facing over 20 indifferent and aloof Gods.
Then, his hair started visibly growing out from his head!
The strange shock of black hair grew and a powerful vitality burst out.
The last battle.
As if feeling his determination, the Universe Magic Pool began to send out power.
The last layer of the crystalline wall twisted and warped, and time started becoming chaotic. The defensive barriers of the Gods were seriously affected!
They all felt some respect.
But they didn't retreat.
This was a war. War had nothing to do with right or wrong, only one's interests.
They had no reason to retreat.
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Countless lights burst onto the dome, and in the end, all the power fused together.
At that moment, the Universe shuddered.
The three Great Gods turned into meteors, rushing down with great force!
And that one man ultimately disappeared in the flow of time.
Mankind's last Guardian had departed!
The remaining Gods cheered.
The Universe Magic Pool finally shattered.
...
Outside the shattered Universe Magic Pool, two Gods were not too far from each other, yet not too close, but they were still quite a distance from the other Gods.
"Should I be laughing at your stupidity, or should I be chiding you for your ignorance?" A woman's cold voice rang out.
Their discussion was strictly between the two of them.
Standing next to her was an imposing man.
"I don't like to play with forces I can't control," he calmly answered.
"Emilia, you are taking risks."
The woman disdainfully retorted, "There is no profit without risk. You have always been this narrow-minded. You actually sent a Martyr to ambush Marvin and that Fate Sorceress."
"I still don't understand your God Realm, but getting such a Martyr isn't easy right? If you nurture him carefully, he might become a well-known figure among Divine Servants. But you just sent him like that. Such a waste."
The Black Dragon God coldly growled, "My people don't need your concern, and I also don't need your help to build my God Realm."
"The Martyr was born for this. I want Marvin to pay a huge price. He slaughtered my people, I can't forgive him."
"He won't kill Marvin," sneered Emilia. "The Crypt Monster is also a troublesome creature. You should be like me, the enemy of my enemy can become a temporary friend."
The Black Dragon God warned, "How many of our people did your friend eat?"
"You are simply playing with a power you cannot control. The Final Ghost Mother isn't a being from this world. Of course she would accept your help, and then use it to sweep through the entire Underdark!"
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"We are Gods, our arrival isn't to cause destruction for its own sake, but for rebirth."
Emilia snapped back, "The World Ending Twin Snakes once planned to destroy the world. I also cooperated with them, but so what?"
"Those who want to destroy the world would obviously have to face those who want to save it. Perhaps the Final Ghost Mother was able to successfully swallow a few planes, but this is Feinan!"
"As long as that one is there, no one can destroy this world."
She suddenly went silent after saying this, a trace of fear flashing across her face.
It was the same for the Black Dragon God.
After a few moments, his eyes focused on the crystalline fragments drifting through the air.
"The Universe Magic Pool finally shattered."
"Now, there is nothing that can cover our eyes."
He glanced into the depths of the Underdark.
That pious Martyr was standing on the ice, calmly waiting for the arrival of his enemies.
The Gods were clearly overjoyed with their success.
But suddenly, a frightening roar reverberated in the Gods' hearts!
This roar rang through the entire Universe.
Feinan, Hell, the Abyss, the God Realms, the Astral Sea, the Negative Energy Plane, and even the Underworld!
Everyone felt a shiver from the sound of that roar.
Because this was the sound of a real Destroyer!
All the Gods subconsciously looked toward the Void.
Under the Astral Plane, in the darkness that even Gods couldn't look at, an enormous shadow was ponderously swimming over.
"Fuck! What's that Astral Beast!"
"It wants to swallow Feinan!"
"Damnit, that beast was definitely attracted by the shockwaves from the destruction of the Universe Magic Pool!"
The Gods instantly fell into chaos!
...
On the frozen river.
Marvin's footsteps suddenly ceased.
He raised his head in disbelief, looking toward the cave ceiling above him.
He could only feel someone's back fading away.
All the lifeforms in Feinan could feel a fierce pain, as if something precious had been taken from them.
Marvin firmly clenched his fist, his complexion rather grim.
He had known that this day was coming. He had known that sooner or later, the Guardians would die one after the other, and that no one could stop the Gods.
The Universe Magic Pool had shattered, and the invasion of the Gods would finally unfold.
Jessica suddenly appeared, sadness visible on her face, but the desire to fight was also apparent in her eyes.
The past was already gone. People shouldn't just grieve, because grief had no use. They needed to fight!
This was a war that would never stop.
"Are they coming in?" Jessica asked while clenching her fists.
Marvin shook his head.
"They still need some time."
"Let's go, there will be more troubles after we resolve the matter of the Eternal Frozen Spring…"
"Now, let's tear this Divine Servant of the Black Dragon God into pieces and prepare a welcoming gift for the New Gods."
The killing intent in his voice became increasingly murderous.
The Slaughter Domain activated.
Jessica nodded as she disappeared once again.
Marvin continued speeding down the river for quite a while before a black shadow appeared on a glacier not far in front of him.
He smiled at Marvin:
"I waited for you for a long time."
Marvin slowly took out Sodom's Blades, calmly answering, "Die."
There was no need for any extra words.
This was war, and such nonsense was useless. Only one of them would leave alive.
He wasn't in the mood to talk shit with this guy.
"Woosh!"
Post-Godly Dexterity.
Sodom's Blades turned into shadows that cut through the powerful Divine Energy and severed that person's head.
However, that head was still smiling as it rolled a few times on the ice:
"I waited for you for a long time."
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