The Rebirth of the God of Law: The Lord of the God Realm

The Ruins' Counterattack

Carl happily pocketed the Star Glove, and he and the elf reveled in the joy of victory. However, before they could fully savor this joy, the entire ruins roared like a monstrous beast awakened from its slumber. The roar echoed like thunder throughout the empty ruins, jarring the eardrums and causing pain. Each roar felt like a stern rebuke.

"Carl, what's going on? This ruin seems to be losing its temper!" the elf cried in terror. It clutched Carl's shoulders tightly, its small body trembling constantly, its eyes wide as bells as it stared at the violently shaking walls around it. Its wings flapped so fast with nervousness that only a blur of light and shadow could be seen. It seemed increasingly panicked in this crisis-filled atmosphere.

"It seems that our act of taking away the artifact has completely angered the guardian power of the ruins." Carl frowned and looked solemn, but there was no fear in his eyes. He just gripped the ice and fire sword in his hand and put on the star gloves, preparing to deal with the impending crisis.

At that moment, the entire ruins seemed to be violently shaken by an invisible, massive hand. Stones on the walls peeled away, crumbling like fragile eggshells. These falling stones stirred up a cloud of dust, a thick gray curtain that quickly filled the air, choking everyone's breath. The ground itself began to shake violently, and huge cracks spread beneath the ground like hideous wounds. From these cracks, scorching lava or cold air erupted, as if the earth were gasping for air in agony. These cracks rapidly expanded and crisscrossed, as if they threatened to tear the entire ruins apart and swallow everything into an endless, dark abyss.

"Wow, this is way more thrilling than a roller coaster, but I don't want to experience that kind of thrill again!" The elf frantically flew back and forth in the air, trying to maintain its balance. Its voice, a sob, was faint amid the violent vibrations and roars. It bumped into flying rocks and was blown around by the air currents, looking as miserable as a bird lost in a storm.

At that moment, a suffocatingly powerful force of destruction surged from the depths of the ruins like a surging black tide. It seemed to carry with it the wrath and resentment of the entire ruins. Wherever it passed, ancient stone pillars and mysterious rune tablets were instantly reduced to dust. The pillars were like fragile matchsticks before this force, easily broken and crushed, turning into a cloud of stone dust. The mysterious symbols on the rune tablets vanished in a flash of light, and the tablets themselves, like candles melted by the intense heat, melted, flowed, and evaporated into the air, leaving only wisps of black smoke. The surrounding air seemed to ignite, igniting a raging fire. The flames took on an eerie black and purple hue, licking everything around them furiously.

This destructive force, like a monstrous beast out of control, exuded a chilling aura. Wherever it passed, space distorted, light devoured, and dark vortexes formed. These vortices, like black holes in the universe, continuously spun and expanded, sucking everything around them in. As the destructive force advanced, waves of shrill sounds like the howling of ghosts and wolves wailed in agony, like countless wronged souls, filled the air with a chilling chill.

"Oh no! This force is too strong! Little elf, find a safe place to hide!" Carl shouted, his voice a little hoarse amidst the roar, but still firm and powerful. His eyes were fixed on the surging destructive force, his feet firmly planted on the ground, despite the extreme chaos surrounding him.

"I won't leave you, Carl! We're partners, we have to face this together." The elf flew in front of Carl, its eyes filled with determination. Although its body trembled slightly with fear, its resolve remained unwavering. Its fists were clenched tightly, as if to encourage itself. Its determined expression was particularly moving in this apocalyptic scene.

The destructive forces quickly converged, forming a massive vortex of energy. Like a hungry glutton, the vortex spun furiously, emitting a chilling aura. The vortex's center was pitch black, like the darkest abyss in the universe, devouring not a shred of light. The darkness was so profound, like an endless void, that one glance would draw one into it, forever trapped.

Rings of energy shone with destructive radiance, swirling around the vortex. These bands displayed a dazzling array of hues: a red as piercing as blood, a green as eerie as death, and a violet as blazing as lightning. They intertwined and collided, each contact unleashing a dazzling burst of lightning. Like the whip of Judgment Day, these lightning bolts mercilessly lashed the surrounding space. Wherever the lightning struck, the air was instantly ionized, emitting a sizzling sound that was particularly harsh amidst the chaos.

"Hmph, trying to keep us here won't be easy!" Carl gritted his teeth and raised his Ice and Fire Sword. The icy and fire powers within the blade were instantly unleashed to their fullest. Flames swirled around the blade like angry dragons, radiating a blazing heat. The flames were a dazzling, blood-red color, each flame like a ferocious fire serpent, flaring with fangs and claws, as if to incinerate everything in sight. Ice solidified into sharp spikes, coating the blade and emitting a biting chill. These spikes, crystal clear, like the sharpest diamond daggers, gleamed with an icy light, evoking a sense of polar winter. Simultaneously, the star-shaped gloves on his hands shone with a brilliant starlight, resonating with the icy and fire powers, imbuing him with a mysterious and powerful strength. The star patterns on the gloves seemed to come alive, gleaming with a dazzling light. Those glints were like the brightest stars in the night sky, guiding Carl through this dark and perilous situation.

"Carl, look at that vortex! It's like a giant mouth, trying to swallow us! We have to find a way," the elf said anxiously, flitting around Carl, its eyes fixed on the approaching energy vortex. Its eyes were filled with worry, but even more so, with trust in Carl. It believed that Carl would have a way to deal with this terrible crisis.

"Don't be afraid, little elf! Let's charge together!" Carl took a deep breath and rushed toward the energy vortex. His figure was like a flaming meteor, challenging the endless darkness. His speed was extremely fast, leaving a blurry figure in the flying dust and chaotic air currents. That figure was like a ray of hope in the darkness, shining with fearless courage.

As Carl approached the energy vortex, a powerful suction nearly sucked him in. The pull, like a cosmic black hole, threatened to rip his very soul from his body. He felt as if countless invisible hands were gripping him, pulling him toward the center of the vortex. Every inch of his skin felt immense pressure, as if it were about to be torn apart by the force. But Carl steadied himself, his eyes gleaming with determination. He swung his ice and fire sword fiercely, a massive sword energy shaped by the power of ice and fire slashing towards the vortex. The moment the sword energy made contact with the vortex, a dazzling burst of light erupted. The power of ice and fire collided and ripped apart with the force of destruction, emitting a deafening roar. The roar was like the roar at the beginning of the universe, shaking the entire ruins violently, as if it would collapse at any moment.

"Come on, Carl! You're like a superhero! Defeat this giant monster!" A small elf cheered Carl on from the side. It unleashed its magic, and soft rays of light streamed from its body, blending into Carl's strength and adding a boost. The elf's voice was clear and resonant, a heavenly sound amid the cacophony, giving Carl strength and courage. Its magical light, like warm sunlight, formed a stark contrast to the surrounding darkness and devastation. That light expressed its support and trust in Carl.

However, the energy vortex paused only briefly before continuing to sweep towards Carl, its destructive force seemingly growing even stronger. Carl felt like a boat swimming upstream, each step forward a formidable price. His body was brushed by the edge of the vortex, and a sharp pain shot through him, as if countless sharp blades were slicing through his flesh. But he remained steadfast, gritting his teeth and continuing to resist the overwhelming force. His gaze grew more determined, his heart filled with a single conviction: to defeat the relic's counterattack and protect himself and the elf.

"Elf, we can't be defeated by it!" Carl roared. He swung his Ice and Fire Sword once more, simultaneously summoning the power of the Star Gauntlet. The star pattern on the Star Gauntlet shone even brighter, and rays of star power surged from the gauntlet, interweaving with the power of ice and fire to form a powerful energy shield. The energy shield, like a transparent dome, radiated a multicolored light, enveloping Carl and the elf. The light on the shield shifted in shape and color like flowing water, resisting the impact of the energy vortex.

The energy shield trembled under the impact of the vortex, but it stubbornly withstood attack after attack. Each impact caused the shield's light to flicker, as if it would shatter at any moment, but it remained firm. Carl took the opportunity to catch his breath and prepare for a more powerful counterattack. He concentrated his mind, merging his magic with the power of ice, fire, and the stars, forming a new and even more powerful force. His forehead veins bulged, and sweat poured down, but his eyes never left the energy vortex, with the focus of a hunter on his prey.

"Watch how I break this damned vortex of yours!" Carl shouted. He plunged his ice and fire sword into the ground, then thrust his hands forward, unleashing all his strength into the vortex. A massive column of energy, a blend of ice, fire, and planetary forces, slashed down upon the vortex like a mighty axe, splitting the heavens and earth. The column radiated a dazzling light, imbued with Carl's determination and courage. Wherever the energy column passed, space was torn apart, forming black cracks that resembled wounds in the universe.

The moment the energy column and vortex collided, the entire ruins were engulfed in a dazzling light, like a sunburst. Within the radiance, the energy column and vortex locked in a stalemate, their forces clashing and consuming each other frantically. The surrounding space was distorted beyond recognition by this overwhelming force, as if the entire world were about to collapse. Within the light, streams of energy of various colors intertwined and collided, like a dazzling yet terrifying fireworks display. A massive wave of energy spread outward, engulfing everything within. Whether it was stone, flames, or the swirling darkness, everything became insignificant before this force.

"Karl, we can do this!" the elf shouted in the light. Its voice, though weak, was filled with unwavering conviction. It stared intently at Karl, its eyes filled with trust and expectation. In this life-or-death moment, it knew that while its power was limited, its support was invaluable to Karl.

In this life-or-death moment, Carl's gaze grew resolute. He poured all his strength into this final strike. Magic, ice and fire, the power of the stars surged and roared within him, like a mighty army charging towards the enemy. His body trembled slightly, strained to the limit by the immense force, but his will was as strong as steel. Finally, after a deafening roar, the energy vortex began to collapse. The destructive force gradually weakened, and the vortex's rotation slowed. The surrounding lightning vanished, and a glimmer of light began to appear in the dark center. Though faint, the light was like the dawn's rays, bringing them hope.

"We did it, elf!" Carl shouted excitedly, a tired but relieved smile on his face. His body was shaky from the excessive consumption of magic power, but his eyes were filled with the joy of victory. He looked at the ruins around him, which were gradually calming down, and felt a mixture of emotion.

"Great! Carl, you're the best! I knew we could defeat this bad guy." The elf flew over and danced happily around Carl, celebrating this hard-earned victory. Its face was filled with a happy smile, which was as bright as the sun, dispelling all the fear and haze that had been there before.

Although they successfully resisted the counterattack of the ruins, both Carl and the elf knew that their adventure was far from over and more challenges were waiting for them. But at this moment, they were enjoying this brief moment of victory in this dusty ruin and preparing to face the next challenge.