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The Pope stood up abruptly, his eyes filled with murderous intent; he had never shown such anger, even when fighting someone.

"You destroyed the world once, and you still don't think that's enough!?"

"Don't be nervous." Ramanf raised his hands and replied, "The strongest demons that can enter the world are only Gold Elites, and besides, there is no room for the Abyss to corrupt this place."

The Pope bowed his head indifferently.

"If you don't answer, I'll take that as a yes."

Chapter 438 Lord of the Flies

Three o'clock in the morning, in the dark forest area.

Since the death of laziness, the dark and quiet forest has been like a lost soul. The majestic fortresses to the north and south have collapsed into ruins. On the right side of the forest, a group of volcanoes stands quietly, with lava flowing into rivers.

With three hours remaining before the Duel Wall shrinks to its minimum size, the Empire and the Theocracy activated their emergency plan. After absorbing the remaining power of the End Society, they formed a Salvation Alliance to target the world-destroying factor—Amber Ashes.

After a full mobilization, more than two million Silver Sin Masters gathered, their faces resolute and their eyes blazing. Every piece of their mental weaponry was polished to a spotless shine. The power of the Abyss Ghosts, such as Octopus, Crypt, Dust, and Heavy Hammer, was ready to be unleashed, and the number of Golden Creatures reached 170.

When Jiang He killed the powerful figures in the northern part of the Guanghuai Kingdom and returned to the center of the Dark Forest with the Sovereign's Arrival, he saw enemies everywhere. Because they had launched a world-ending crisis, the Sinners were united under the call of righteousness and their own survival.

"kill him!"

"We have nowhere to retreat!"

"I'll die first, and take good care of my wife and children!"

A Silver-level peak Sin Master roared as he charged toward the enemy. His newborn child had been diagnosed with Sin Master aptitude. If the world-destroying factors could not be completely destroyed here, the only outcome would be utter tragedy.

Whoohoo!

Tentacles, each tens of meters long, swept forward.

At the same time, a dazzling display of swords and blades filled the air, and a variety of sinful magical abilities were unleashed simultaneously, creating a breathtaking spectacle.

Even Jiang He found it difficult to grasp the details of all the attacks in an instant. The sinful spells that leaned towards the rule system, such as claustrophobia, silence, and sorrow, were basically exempted by the Undying level.

Elemental spells, however, are utterly defeated before the Martial Saint Body.

As for physical attacks, those from the Silver Creatures were so powerful that even the Silver King's single-layered defense was difficult to break through.

Jiang He swept his spear around in a circle.

—Dragon Spear Technique: Anti-Siege

A thick aura of blood swept outwards, the spear shaft carrying the power of thunder, its light dazzling, like a silver wave sweeping across the land. Tens of thousands of sin sorcerers fell like harvested straw, their blood splattering like fountains, blooming into tragic fireworks in mid-air.

The Octopus Sorcerer collapsed to the ground, dead, his body reduced to only his head and legs, his face still bearing traces of resentment, yet his life force had vanished.

Jiang He thrust a hundred times, the light and shadow intertwining.

—Dragon Spear Technique: Thousand Mountains Snow.

Gunfire created trenches that spread across the land. In the blink of an eye, countless enemies fell, their corpses strewn across the field. Blood flowed like a river, turning the land a shocking dark red.

Boom boom boom!

Like thunderclaps echoing endlessly, seventeen consecutive Dragon Spear Techniques resulted in the deaths of millions of Silver Sin Masters, with millions of Domain Lines shooting out to absorb extraordinary nourishment from the dead.

Jiang He remained calm as he continued his killing spree.

At the same time, the results of the hunt are becoming apparent.

The dual status of Evil in this World and Favored by God +1 means that he can now create Perfect World artifacts.

A vast number of sorcerers possess a wide variety of abilities, capable of fulfilling the diverse material needs of alchemy masters.

The crimson robe, the boots of death, and the five-dimensional ring were successively upgraded from perfect to supreme. Then came the core equipment for the animal companions, such as the poison sword, the watchman's shield, and the shadow strike, which were also enhanced by the Gluttonous Lord.

Immediately afterwards, the Evil Legion's upgrade began.

The item level of the 10,000 fierce guards was upgraded from Perfect to Supreme, and their overall combat power rose a step up, reaching the peak Silver level.

The transformation of the last three evil generals is relatively complicated. Not only do the item levels need to be upgraded, but there is also a huge demand for Dao soldiers and blood demons. Fortunately, I am currently in the Silver Battlefield, where the quantity and quality of blood demons are exceptionally abundant. Once the enhancement is complete, the combined combat power of the three evil generals will be comparable to that of ordinary gold generals without a domain.

In just a quarter of an hour.

The army of Silver Sorcerers was almost completely wiped out.

The Gold Saints, who were overseeing the battle from the periphery, fell silent. The air was thick with the pungent, acrid smell of blood, intertwined with an atmosphere of despair.

In the temporary command post, repeated defeats had long since dulled the Prophet's emotional fluctuations. Now, his eyes were filled only with the desire for victory. The Duel Wall had reached the northern border of the Empire and the southern border of the Theocracy, and the final moment had clearly arrived.

“Gentlemen, let’s begin,” Ramanf said.

At the edge of the battlefield, the two vice-chairmen acted simultaneously, activating the power of the past and present. As a price, extraction towers collapsed one after another within the Empire, creating a massive vortex of hatred before the ruins of the Rust Iron Fortress.

A figure stepped out from within.

The Pope looked at Ramanf in surprise, who shrugged.

Jiang He's expression hardened, and the Imperial Sword within the Imperial City emitted a mournful cry.

The newcomer was dressed in a gold-embroidered dragon robe, exuding an imposing and extraordinary aura. He was robust in build and had a dignified and upright appearance.

"The first generation...Emperor!"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

"The Speaker has quite the grand gesture."

An elderly Gold Sorcerer wept bitterly, while others clenched their fists in triumph. Nearly a century later, the first emperor reappeared.

Raman bowed slightly in greeting.

The fierce battle to slay jealousy and seal away rage nearly killed the emperor, but before his death, the alchemist appeared and made a promise on the condition that the emperor allow him to reverse the future. Half of the Extraction Tower's accumulated wealth, built over a century, was reserved for this moment.

"I have about half a day left," the first emperor said majestically, "but I am in good condition and have the strength to fight."

The Reverse Summoning Array - Future: Death cannot be reversed. The specific process involves transporting a dying emperor to the future. As the price for offending time, the emperor will inevitably perish in the end.

With a century of planning, Ramanf wasn't really fixated on the outcome. This was his alchemical masterpiece, the one he used to advance to Grandmaster. At the moment of success with the Reverse Summoning Array: Future, countless insights flooded his mind. In the boundless void, the old Grandmaster, relying on his skills, experience, and accumulation, could completely stand on equal footing with the Legendary, supporting a major power's production, defense, logistics, supplies, and many other aspects.

For a pure alchemist, strength is merely an aid and supplement to the field of alchemy, since there are minimum requirements for processing certain materials.

The moment the first emperor arrived, because the Demon of the Abyss of Swords was sealed into the Imperial Sword, Raman immediately offered up the Demon of the Abyss of Death that he had peeled off from the old priest.

"Mister, do me a favor."

The Pope nodded, raised his scepter, and a drop of gray rain shot out, striking the first emperor in the chest.

Ramanf orchestrated the contract, using reverse alchemy to transform the ash rain pollution into purifying power, minimizing the time required for the contract and its aftereffects.

The Gold Saints received orders from headquarters to attack a certain person, buying time for the three strongest warriors.

Bang bang bang!

One after another, explosive shells that could ignite the city flew out, and Jiang He recklessly activated the Instant Echo, repeatedly shooting down Golden.

Suddenly, two bullets exploded inside the First Emperor's body in the distance, but after a moment, the life force accumulated by the Golden Heart repaired the damage.

Seeing that the attempt to stop them was futile, Jiang He continued to focus on hunting gold, and his Divine Flow with Heaven technique was activated.

Whoosh!

The Hungry Sorcerer was the first to strike, wielding his longsword and unleashing a sharp blade of light that carried countless illusory images of shriveled heads. At the same time, the others joined the fray, their various lights intertwining and flashing, dazzling yet deadly.

Jiang He's figure was like a ghost, his speed allowing him to move calmly through various attacks. His silver spear had thousands of ever-changing moves, the blade piercing through the bodies of his enemies, occasionally interspersed with dense firepower, and dozens of Gold Saints fell to the ground one after another.

After accomplishing the alchemical feat, the two vice-chairmen of the empire were clearly in poor condition. Jiang He moved in front of them and killed them without the prey realizing their own death.

More than a hundred gold-plated beings perished one after another, their extraordinary forms becoming nourishment for the Gluttonous Lord's growth.

[Hint: Your skill, Time Rift, has been upgraded to Undying]

[Name: Rift of Time]

[Category: Active]

[Quality: Unfading]

[Effect: Time Slot - Grants a standard Gold Elite creature 12 times the speed of a standard Gold Elite creature without skills or passives (skills and creature rank are equivalent) (movement speed requires matching physical attributes)]

[Note: Your affinity with the Time Rift Demon has reached 100%, unlocking the system skill "Half-Demon Transformation"—increasing the power of the Time Rift Demon by 80%]

[Hint: Your energy nature - Sin has been upgraded to Epic LV40]

[Hint: Your energy level +8000]

[Silver Energy Value: 50000]

"wrong!"

In the temporary command post, the Prophet couldn't help but shout angrily at the three strongest men, "Don't give him a chance to get stronger, make your move now!"

The Prophet felt incredibly troubled. When dealing with the sin of Gluttony, if a conflict broke out, the enemy might take the opportunity to grow stronger. However, without a conflict, it would be difficult to achieve the goal of killing the enemy. It was a dilemma. Compared to when the apocalypse was first launched, Gluttony had evolved several times and its strength was getting higher and higher.

"Don't panic," Ramanf laughed. "Our emperor is no pushover either."

With a million-strong army annihilated and hundreds of gold pieces lost, the first emperor, who was close at hand, absorbed the power of the Death Abyss Demon, easily pushing the compatibility to 100%. His aura returned to its peak, reaching the pinnacle of his strongest level.

In an instant, longswords appeared on the ground, all created from the aura of death.

—Imperial Sword Technique: Ten Thousand Blades.

The Pope struck his scepter, and a torrential downpour began, with countless rain swords falling from the sky once more.

With the two strongest forces joining forces, danger lurks everywhere, both in the sky and on the ground.

Thick, sharp raindrops, deadly swords, and countless streaks of light struck Jiang He's body.

But in an instant, the crisp sound of the blade shattering was heard incessantly. The mythical form of the evil of this world had gathered all seven deadly sins. After the extraordinary factors fully enhanced its physique, it increased by another 300%.

Jiang He's physical strength at this moment is so formidable that even he himself is almost losing his sense of it.

boom!

The light shone before the Pope.

Jiang He thrust out his spear, its light dazzling, with wisps of hatred so intense they almost materialized around the spearhead. The deafening roar completely deafened the Pope, and the terrifying weight transformed into impact, unleashing a world-shaking strike under unparalleled speed.

Rumble!

A chasm hundreds of meters wide burst forth from the ground, stretching for miles until it reached the mountains, blasting a volcano to pieces from top to bottom, with lava and boulders flying everywhere.

The Pope's body crumbled into dust.

Ramanf vanished, and a black longsword materialized in the hand of the first emperor, giving birth to the Mind Image Armament: Death Sword.

clang!

—Imperial Sword Technique: Monarchic Might.

Jiang He took a step, moving as fast as a flash of light, but the sword technique that the enemy presented this time was more like some kind of pressure or impact, with an extremely large range, which made up for the disadvantage of not being able to catch a moving target.

Bang!

Jiang He moved hundreds of meters away without a scratch.

Upon seeing this, the first emperor smiled and said, "You seem to have the same scent as me."

"Perhaps." Jiang He dusted off the dust from her shoulders.

The first emperor shook his head and chuckled, saying, "Without firm ideals and ambitions, it is very difficult to advance to the elite in this world. There have probably been nearly a thousand ordinary beings in the past hundred years, but the so-called strongest are only a few. So what about you?"

As the two golden wills rapidly exchanged information, the Pope returned from the brink of death, his face showing lingering fear.

Jiang He took a deep breath, and a raging wind surged into his body. Immediately afterwards, visible blood light overflowed from his body. After advancing to the Undying Realm through the Rift of Time, he gained twelve times the speed of a White-Tier Elite. His reaction and attack speed were absolutely crushing to the Pope and others.

The next moment, the final time loop of the day was activated for the first time. The epic-level status was enhanced by the immortal-level extraordinary burst and then applied to the Duel Wall.

In a mere instant, under the Pope's solemn gaze, the Duel Wall first stopped moving, then expanded, and then contracted inward at an unimaginable speed, as if time had reversed.

All the surviving sorcerers realized one thing—the end of the world had come ahead of schedule.

As if the world were collapsing, the immortal and sturdy walls pushed all the world's sorcerers and abyssal demons around the volcanoes. Whether they were hiding everywhere or on the verge of death, millions of extraordinary beings were not spared.

The Pope's expression was extremely solemn.

The first emperor's gaze was filled with admiration and murderous intent.

Jiang He exhaled a breath, a fierce wind blew, and hot blood flowed through every vein in his body.

"All the evils of this world have been inflicted upon me."

boom!