It felt so good to be close to the witch!

The reason he cooperated with Gustav VII, the former second prince, was because one day, the second prince found him alone and easily defeated him in three moves, demonstrating overwhelming power that did not belong to this world, and then invited him to perform an "ascension ceremony".

Otherwise, how could he, the Pope of the Temple, cooperate with a mere youth and even sign a contract?

However, just a few dozen meters after the Pope rushed out, a loud "bang" rang out, and a large amount of blood exploded from the neck he was covering with one hand. In fact, half of the flesh and blood on his neck disappeared in the explosion.

Roy withdrew his raised finger.

That was the explosion caused by the violent clash between the repulsive and attractive forces of the energy he was manipulating that had invaded the Pope's body.

……

When Roy was at war with the Pope of the Temple.

Inside the royal palace, the witches simultaneously launched an attack on Gustav VII.

Despite the attacks from the four great witches, Gustav VII remained remarkably calm.

He didn't even raise his hand; he simply sat on his throne, a hemispherical protective shield rising from his body, easily extinguishing all attacks.

"There's no need to waste your energy."

Gustav VII shook his head slightly, looking at the witches in front of him as if they were treasures: "The new generation of great witches, born from the magic of the Seven Realms of Original Sin and the power of the origin of this world, you are the best sacrifices to the new world."

He raised his hand and made a slight pressure.

In an instant, purplish-black chains emerged from the air, piercing precisely through the abdomens of each witch.

Even the demigod-level Azure Horned Moon Wolf King could not resist it and was imprisoned in place, unable to move.

Gustav VII slowly stood up: "Why do you think you can defeat me on your own?"

"Crack-"

The sound of mechanical assembly quickly rang out, and the purplish-black chains on Tonière's body shattered instantly.

Her body turned into a semi-illusory blue, hovering in mid-air. In an instant, a mechanical deity hundreds of meters tall appeared there.

"Oh, is it the pinnacle of the Kolei Empire's magical energy technology?"

Gustav VII was genuinely surprised.

"I never expected you could actually replicate it; it's truly remarkable."

Under Toni's extreme outburst, the simplified version of the God of Thunder displayed the strength of a seasoned demigod, forcibly breaking the purplish-black chains and scooping up all the witches.

The manifested mechanical deity, its enormous body bursting through the royal palace.

Gustav VII shook his head slightly: "Very well, then I'll just have to put in a little more effort and knock you all out."

"Oh, is it so."

A calm, icy voice rang out high in the sky, and a meteor, accompanied by a large sonic boom cloud, crashed down.

"Boom!"

The ground was cracked in large areas. Gustav VII dodged hundreds of meters away and watched the young man slowly stand up in the center of the giant pit.

Roy tossed something with his hand, and a round object landed not far in front of Gustav VII.

It was none other than the Pope of the Temple, his face contorted in a grotesque grimace, his eyes wide with rage as he lay dead.

"Amazing, amazing!"

Gustav VII clapped his hands and exclaimed, "The Pope of the Temple should be the strongest force in this sealed world, but I never expected you to be able to kill him. It truly amazes me."

"However, someone like you is still far from qualified to stop me!"

As he spoke, a large amount of purplish-black viscous energy spread out from Gustav VII's body, gradually forming a ferocious and enormous shadow.

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Chapter 243 Arrival! The End of the Pale Flame

A massive amount of purplish-black viscous energy surged from Gustav VII's body, flowing upstream to form a humanoid monster hundreds of meters tall.

It has a face and a mouth, but no facial features, and emits a silent cry. In addition to normal arms, four tentacles extend from its back to the ground on each side.

A terrifying shockwave swept in all directions, and the vast royal palace was instantly reduced to rubble.

Roy erected a bright yellow protective shield, shielding himself and the witches within.

As the sound waves subsided, an enormous, purplish-black energy giant stood atop the ruins, with an inverted divine statue rising in the distance behind it.

"Luo Yiqing, I'm giving you one last chance."

"Surrender? Or death?"

Gustav VII's voice, tinged with reduplication, emanated from above the head of the purplish-black energy giant.

His lower body was fused to the top of the purplish-black energy giant's head, his arms outstretched, and a wanton smile on his face.

Roy did not answer, but simply placed his hand on the Starfire Blade at his waist.

Seeing this, Gustav VII sighed, "I really admire you, Lord Roy."

"Unfortunately, you are too stubborn. In that case, let me show you the power from the realm of supreme original sin!"

As Gustav VII finished speaking, the purplish-black giant beneath him moved.

"Boom--!"

A gigantic tentacle, resembling a spear, pierced through the barrier in an instant, its movement barely visible, before its tip struck the barrier erected by [Satan's Redemption].

"clang!"

A terrifying rumble spread in all directions, and Roy's gaze sharpened.

Where the purplish-black spear tip touched the extremely yellow barrier, violent ripples surged.

The fact that [Satan's Redemption], which can easily resist attacks from demigods, has exhibited this phenomenon means that the single-target attack power of this purplish-black spear has exceeded the limits of a senior demigod.

Roy glanced at the witches behind him out of the corner of his eye, and an idea formed in his mind.

He raised his hand, and a flash of light appeared in his spatial ring, revealing a long sword which he then plunged into the ground.

As the intense yellow light spread, a barrier was formed using this sword as a medium.

Fine cracks kept appearing on the surface of the longsword. Judging from the speed at which the cracks appeared, this epic longsword could only last for three minutes at most.

And that is enough.

Roy raised his head, his gaze fixed on Gustav VII atop the purplish-black giant, and in the next instant, his figure vanished from the spot.

A blinding crimson-gold light shot into the sky, like the dawn breaking in the darkness.

Several purplish-black spears attempted to intercept him, but unfortunately, when they entered within ten meters of Roy, these spears were affected by an invisible force, their trajectories were deflected, and they ultimately passed him by.

The crimson flames spread outwards. Roy's gaze turned cold as he met the eyes of Gustav VII, whose expression was somewhat surprised, as if he was astonished that Roy had managed to evade the purplish-black tentacles.

The moment their eyes met, Roy slashed out with his longsword.

The outward-expanding flames contracted at this moment, and all the fighting spirit and soul power were compressed into this one strike.

In mid-air, a crimson-gold blade of energy, almost solid, burst forth. When it first appeared, it had just separated from the Starfire Blade, and its slow flight could even be seen with the naked eye. But in the next instant, it had already arrived in front of Gustav VII.

The contrast between slow and fast creates a visually contradictory effect.

Or to put it another way.

A sense of time stagnation.

In the blink of an eye, Gustav VII faced the incoming crimson-gold blade energy with a faint smile on his face.

He didn't even move; two purplish-black energy tentacles guarding his side formed a shield, blocking the longsword's path.

The crimson-gold blade energy swept across, shattering the purplish-black shield, but the remaining power of the blade energy was no longer enough to break through the energy shield erected by Gustav VII.

At this moment, the purplish-black energy giant had opened its gaping maw, like the gaping mouth of an abyss, and a chilling, profound energy was accumulating within it.

The next moment.

A pillar of energy, tens of meters high, shot out, tearing a huge gap in the clouds in the sky.

Roy raised one hand, and around him was a dark yellow protective shield covered with dense cracks.

In the critical moment, he dodged away, but the energy beam seemed to have a locking property. No matter how he dodged, it came straight at him. Helpless, Roy could only use [Satan's Redemption] to withstand it.

"I'd like to see how many hits your shield can withstand."

Gustav VII laughed heartily.

Several tentacles shot out and landed on the extremely yellow protective shield. The [Satan's Redemption], which had already reached its limit, could no longer hold on and shattered into countless fragments.

The witches below, including Shanika and Lilia, were stunned when they saw this scene.

"Boom!"

The spear formed from tentacles blocked Royge's Starfire Blade, pulling him down with it until it slammed him heavily to the ground.

Inside the giant pit, Roy knelt on the ground, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his breathing rapid.

Instead of seizing the opportunity to launch another attack, Gustav VII looked down at Roy and laughed loudly, "Lord Roy, as a fellow demigod, you are no match for me. Having witnessed the power of the Supreme Realm of Original Sin, I will ask you one last time: submit, or die?"

"Think it over carefully. I really admire you, which is why I gave you a second chance, but there will never be a next time."

Roy looked up at Gustav VII, who stood hundreds of meters high with his lower body merged into a purplish-black energy giant, and a faint smile appeared on his lips: "You're celebrating too soon."

With a height difference of several hundred meters, it takes more than a second for sound to travel. Before the sound even reached his ears, Gustav VII's expression changed drastically.

Without a sound, tiny sparks of fire appeared all around him.

In a flash, Gustav VII realized the origin of these sparks—the remnants of Roy's shattered sword energy from the first collision, which somehow managed to deceive his senses and eventually form an encirclement.

Below, Roy made a sudden fist gesture with his left hand, which was not holding a knife.

Along with this, the fires surrounding Gustav VII were interconnected, forming an impenetrable net of crimson gold.

If someone were to observe closely, they would discover that what appears to be a long line connecting each spark is actually countless tiny, sharp blade energies.

Even though Gustav VII had strengthened the energy shield in time, it was still useless.

This seemingly thin, crimson gold net is incredibly sharp.

With a "whoosh," the crimson net swept across, and Gustav VII's gaze became vacant.