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The flames gradually subsided, revealing the scene before them.

Shabulak collapsed to the ground in a sorry state.

His robe was tattered and torn.

His body was covered in charred marks.

The blade in his hand was broken and had lost all its luster.

He was panting heavily, his eyes filled with fear and resentment.

The once-arrogant assassin, Crimson World Demon King, has now been completely defeated.

Shana stood in front of him.

The flaming hair was still fluttering slightly.

The burning gaze held the flames of victory, but also carried a chilling killing intent.

She raised the Zhīdiānzhāna in her hand, the blade pointing directly at Sāblāk's throat.

"ended."

She said it coldly, without a trace of pity in her voice.

She would show no mercy to a demon king whose instinct is to assassinate.

Just as she was about to deliver the final blow to Shabulak—

Suddenly, an extremely eerie feeling enveloped the entire space.

Time... seemed to stand still.

Everything around them froze and stopped.

The flying dust remained suspended in mid-air.

Fragments of the broken wall hung there.

Even Shana's sword-wielding movements slowed down at this moment, eventually coming to a complete stop.

Shana was startled.

She could feel that her body was unable to move, and even her thoughts seemed to have become somewhat sluggish.

How is this going?

What kind of power can stop time?

Shana!

The raging flames of calamity beckoned.

Just as she was filled with doubt and uncertainty, a figure slowly appeared in front of her.

Emerging from the shadows ravaged by battle.

He was a boy who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old.

She was of medium build, wearing an ordinary school uniform, with short black hair and delicate features.

His expression was calm, even indifferent.

There was no emotion in those dark eyes, as if nothing in the world could arouse his interest.

Shana didn't know him.

She had never seen such a boy before.

Who is he?

Why does it appear here?

And why freeze time at this moment?

She tried to speak or use her strength to break free from the stillness, but to no avail.

However, even more shocked than Shana was Alastor, the one who witnessed the cataclysmic fire.

An indescribable, immense, and suffocating power was emanating from the boy who was slowly walking towards them.

That's not the Flame Haze's flame.

It is not the twisted power of the Crimson World Demon King.

Rather, it is an ancient, supreme power that seems to contain the very essence of the world!

Alastair's consciousness trembled violently, and a feeling of near-fear spread through him.

This is...this is...

Alastair's voice trembled with unprecedented shock.

Impossible! How could I sense such power here?

The boy walked step by step to Shana, only a few steps away from her.

His gaze swept over Shana, then fell upon the dying Shabulak on the ground.

There was no emotion in his eyes, as if he were looking at two insignificant objects.

The aura emanating from him was as cold as ice that had never melted for millennia, devoid of any warmth or emotion.

It's a kind of indifference from those in power to those in power.

It is a composure that wields absolute power, but also a chilling stillness.

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P.S.: The picture is of Shana!

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Shana was unable to move.

But she could clearly sense that cold aura.

That wasn't the kind of insane cruelty that Shabulak possessed.

Rather, it is a deeper, more fundamental indifference.

It's as if he himself is part of the rules.

Without any subjective emotions, it can easily determine the survival of all things.

The boy's gaze finally fell on the Nie Dōsen in Shana's hand.

Then, he slowly raised his hand.

His movements were very light, as if he were merely brushing aside a fallen leaf.

But with a flick of his finger, an invisible force acted on the blade of Nie Dōsen.

"Ding--"

A crisp sound.

Shana felt an irresistible force coming towards her.

Her hand, which had been bound by stillness but still gripped the knife handle tightly, involuntarily loosened.

Clang!

The celestial jewel flew out of his hand, spinning and flying into the distance before finally crashing to the ground with a thud.

After doing all this, the boy withdrew his hand.

His gaze fell on Shana again.

A faint ripple seemed to flicker in those calm, unwavering black eyes, but it quickly vanished.

He didn't speak.

There were no unnecessary movements.

He just stood there quietly.

He exuded a cold yet powerful aura, creating an eerie contrast with the still, ravaged battlefield around him.

It really is Him…

Alastair is almost certain.

The power emanating from the boy that made its soul tremble was none other than the legendary creator god of the same rank as the Heavenly Fire—the Serpent of Sacrifice!

The sacrificial serpent is its real name; in ancient times, its name was Fuxi, and the color of its flames is black.

In essence, it is an extraordinary being that wields specific powers and embodies the laws of the Crimson World.

One of the pillars of God

【The Serpent of Sacrifice】Fuxi is a creator god of the Crimson World, on par with 【Heavenly Fire】Alastor, whose powers are 【Creation】and 【Determination】.