Dragon Clan Lonely One Piece

"A familiar aura, isn't it? It comes from the power of the 'national treasure' that you stole from the last buried civilization."

Ilya's golden eyes locked onto the rolling shadow.

"Unfortunately, how can a broken counterfeit stand against a complete 'authority'?"

With another thought, Bahamut beneath his feet stopped roaring, and its eyes, which held the stars, suddenly lit up, their brilliance surpassing all other light sources on the battlefield!

At the same time, centered on Bahamut, a vast, deep, and cold star map unfolds as if it were a real object above its back!

The star map is not static; countless stars move along mysterious trajectories within it. And deep within the star map, one can vaguely see the indescribable, enormous phantom of a colossal beast that carries the stars and the world on its back!

"Concept unfolds—'The tranquility of stellar remains'."

There was no sound, no impact. But the instant the star map unfolded, Im's power of void shadow, originating from the "national treasure," like boiling water exposed to absolute zero, emitted a silent "scream," and began to violently evaporate, recede, and be "dispersed"!

It is as if the absolute order concept of "bearing and operating the stars" represented by the star map phantom is itself the natural enemy of "chaos and nothingness"!

Where starlight reaches, nothingness cannot exist!

"This...how is this possible?!"

Saint Vochuli cried out in shock, unable to maintain his composure any longer. Lord Im's power, his ultimate reliance for eight hundred years, had been directly suppressed and driven away?!

"The ultimate goal of alchemy is to understand and give meaning to 'concepts'."

Ilya's voice echoed in the realm of "Stardust Serenity," as if the laws of the universe themselves were speaking.

“Bahamut embodies one of the manifestations of the concept of the ‘world foundation’.”

The 'national treasures' you rely on are nothing more than a clumsy imitation and fragmented theft of similar world rules by a lost civilization.

The conceptual hierarchy of status is absolute.

He stopped looking at the struggling but shrinking shadow and turned his gaze, like a cold searchlight, to the top experts below who were still struggling against the "Emperor's" pressure and the attacks of the nine monarchs, but were already covered in wounds.

The golden lion, covered in blood, fought fiercely with the bronze colossus controlled by Norton, roaring repeatedly.

Big Mom was overwhelmed by Jormungandr's Death Breath and Fenrir's pounce, and the Homies wailed.

Ember's dragon wings were charred black by Odin's causal lightning strikes, and he struggled to dodge McLaren's storm cuts.

The three members of the Council of the Immortals stood back to back, struggling against the black water storm of Poseidon's water dragon and Kunpeng, while Constantine's range was compressed to its limit.

The Five Elders each displayed the awakened supernatural powers of their mythical beast species.

Satan Saint's bull demon spews venom and spider webs, Nassuro Saint's horse bones transform into a storm of blades, Pit Saint's sandworms dart underground to launch surprise attacks, Vochuli Saint's fiery serpent rampages, and Maz Saint's Itsumade dives and spews fire, fiercely clashing with the laws of heaven and hell, as well as Herasvalg's purifying rain of light.

However, their bizarre regenerative abilities seemed to have become much slower under the suppression of the "Tranquility of Star Remains" concept domain.

The remnants of the Knights of God and the elites of CP0 were almost completely wiped out by Afipos's hellish legion and the relentless attacks of the bronze and elementalized forces.

Garin Saint's Heavenly Punishment Blade severed several water dragons and shattered several skeletal golems, but he himself was also burned by the Netherfire and his aura weakened.

"So, the final step."

Ilya's voice suddenly turned cold, and his golden eyes were devoid of any human emotion, displaying only the absolute rationality of carrying out the ritual.

"Eliminate redundant 'material' and lay the 'foundation' for the new world."

It is not a command, but merely the flow of will.

The nine monarchs, along with Bahamut who was suppressing Im with his domain, suddenly changed their attack rhythm, shifting from display and suppression to precise and efficient elimination.

Sky and Wind: Odin's single eye has locked onto the fastest, Jhin and Mazs.

Gungnir's phantom flashed, not as a throw, but as a "causal designation".

"Judgment: Your path ends here."

Jin's rapidly dodging figure suddenly froze as a black lightning spear appeared out of nowhere and pierced his heart, the lightning carrying the meaning of his impending doom.

The strange bird that Mazsan had transformed into was also caught in a silver storm. McLaren appeared in the eye of the storm and pointed his scepter.

"weathering."

Starting with its feathers, the strange bird's body gradually turned into scattered silver specks of light. No matter how much it struggled and tried to recover, the weathering process was irreversible.

Jormungandr's massive tail delivered a seemingly slow but actually deadly sweep, slamming the rampaging Volchuli into a deep fissure in the earth.

Fenrir pounced down immediately, its jaws clamping down on Feng Xi's neck. The terrifying bite force and annihilation energy erupted simultaneously, abruptly halting Feng Xi's struggles, and its body crumbled into pieces.

Constantine attempted to reverse time to save the situation, but Jormungandr turned around and enveloped him with an even denser "breath of death," freezing and shattering the domain instantly. In terror, he himself was transformed into a distorted, grayish-white stone sculpture.

Poseidon pointed his trident, and the three largest water dragons merged into one, transforming into a semi-transparent deep-sea serpent that coiled around the giant sand worm that Piet Saint had transformed into.

The python's body kept contracting, while the high-pressure torrents inside spun and cut wildly.

The Kunpeng then swooped down, its wings slashing like heavenly blades towards the compound eyes of Satan Saint's bull demon.

The venomous spiderweb spewed by the bull demon was swept away by the black water storm, and the heavenly blade-like wing strikes landed solidly on its hardest carapace, producing a teeth-grinding cracking sound. Its compound eyes shattered, and juices flowed everywhere.

Norton's bronze colossus abandoned its flexibility and became a massive restraining device, with several burning bronze chains wrapping around Nassullang Saint's horse bones from the ground and the air.

Constantine's bronze city phantom expanded once more, forcibly pulling Big Mom and her Homies to the edge of the "city's domain," where the city's laws began to forcefully assimilate them.

Rust-like bronze patterns appeared on the surface of the candy armor and the Homie elemental body.

The golden lion let out a final, unwilling roar, squeezing out all its life force to unleash "Lion - Thousand Cut Valley - End".

A barrage of sword energy slashed towards Herasvalg.

The Holy Dragon simply opened its mouth calmly, and a primordial dragon breath, condensed to its extreme and carrying the meaning of divine judgment, was spewed out.

The golden pillar of light annihilated all the sword energy with overwhelming force, and the aftershocks completely engulfed the golden lion.

Aphipos's hellish realm took the opportunity to corrupt Garin Saint, with countless vengeful spirits dragging his limbs and his soul being scorched by hellfire.

In despair, the commander of the Knights of God swung his final blade, shattering a large number of vengeful spirits. He himself was engulfed in ghostly flames and slowly collapsed.

The decrees of Donghuang Taiyi and Tiandi Dijun fell like shackles on the remaining CP0 and the Knights of God, stripping them of their will to resist.

Throughout, Ilya simply stood quietly atop Bahamut, like an all-powerful god watching his creation carry out its will.

His power was not used directly for attack, but rather for maintaining the absolute suppression domain of "Word of Power: Emperor" to unfold the concept of "Tranquility of Stars" to fight against Im, and... precisely controlling every detail of the entire "purification" process.

As the last sounds of resistance gradually faded, very few of the "symbols of the old era" remained standing on the battlefield, and each one was critically wounded.

Under the tacit cooperation of the nine monarchs, the Five Elders, despite their immortality, could not sustain their attack and were successively severely injured, imprisoned, or temporarily disintegrated.

Im's shadow had been compressed into a small area atop the Pangu City spire, pulsating angrily, yet unable to break through the Star Chart Domain's blockade.

On the edge of the Red Earth continent, corpses lay strewn across the land, ruins were everywhere, and the air was thick with the scent of blood and fire.

However, above this horrific scene, the light of the new order represented by Ilya shone coldly and steadily.

He looked down at this purgatory he had created and ended with his own hands, his golden eyes reflecting neither joy nor sorrow.

Then, he slowly raised his right hand, his five fingers loosely clenched, as if he wanted to hold the entire battlefield, along with the old era it represented, in his palm.

"Alchemy reaction, first stage, 'decomposition,' complete."

"Now, let's begin the second phase—'reconstruction'."

His voice was not loud, but it was like the tolling of a creation bell, ringing in the hearts of every survivor.

This also foreshadows that a new era, completely dominated by him, is about to be forcibly "forged" on the ruins of this red earth continent!