Fate's Choice: Livestream at the Start Summoning Billions of Ravens

Rumble!

The bone platform beneath their feet suddenly trembled violently, and then, without warning, this solid platform, spanning hundreds of meters in diameter, collapsed.

No, it didn't collapse.

It is liquefaction.

Those originally hard bones and rocks all turned into rolling black pus in an instant.

Joan of Arc's feet slipped, and she instantly lost her footing.

This is a deep abyss sea.

Gumbling.

The black sea began to swirl, generating a terrifying suction force—a gravitational vortex powerful enough to swallow even light.

Joan of Arc's body fell uncontrollably downwards, and the hem of her battle skirt was scorched as soon as it touched the sea.

If it were an ordinary heroic spirit, it would probably be panicking and trying to fly away by now.

But Joan of Arc only made one gesture.

She turned the holy flag upside down and slammed the flagpole down hard.

Despite the presence of liquid below, a loud metallic clang resounded.

when!

【Sacred Realm - Garden of Eden】

The spherical barrier that had originally only enveloped her body began to expand wildly outwards at this moment.

It's like forcibly creating a vacuum bubble in a boiling asphalt pool.

The platinum light forcefully pushed aside all the surrounding black pus, creating an absolute pure land with a diameter of 100 meters in the center of this abyss sea.

The friction sound constantly emanates from the boundary between light and darkness, which is the most fundamental logical clash between two completely opposite worldviews.

"stubborn."

Arjuna's indifferent voice came from all directions.

Whoosh!

The abyss sea boiled.

Tens of thousands of black arms stretched out from beneath the sea, densely packed like a scroll of hell, frantically reaching for the boundaries of Eden, attempting to overwhelm this unique outcast with sheer numbers.

But this time, Eden is no longer just about defense.

Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!

The moment those arms touched the light barrier, they immediately burst into white flames.

[200% true burning damage per second].

For undead and evil creatures, this light barrier is even more deadly than lava.

Thousands upon thousands of arms turned to ashes in an instant, but even more arms surged forward, completely enveloping the entire light shield.

"Let's see how long you can hold out."

Arjuna's voice carried a chilling malice.

Sudden.

The entire gravity system of the mirrored New Delhi emitted a loud bang.

Joan of Arc felt a sudden lightness in her body, followed by a tremendous pulling force.

Upside down.

Arjuna directly modified the gravitational constant of a local region, reversing the direction of gravity by 180 degrees.

The original "sky" has become a bottomless abyss, and the original "ground" has become a ceiling.

Joan of Arc lost her grip on gravity and plummeted toward the enormous, now closed, eye of the abyss above.

Once she leaves the boundaries of Eden, she will be instantly torn apart by the omnipresent rules of the abyss.

"it's over."

Arjuna coldly watched the falling saint.

however.

Joan of Arc adjusted her posture in mid-air.

Whoosh—!

A pair of enormous wings made of pure light particles suddenly unfolded behind her.

That is part of the embodiment of the Saver class power—[Salvation of Light].

The flapping of the light wings forcefully counteracted the reversed gravity.

Joan of Arc hovered in mid-air, looking down at Arjuna the Beast below. She raised her right hand, fingers spread, palm facing the center of the abyss.

Arjuna.

"You think you've devoured the world, but in reality, you've only turned the world into your prison."

As she finished speaking, the Eden Light Barrier that had been used for defense around her suddenly collapsed.

Those platinum-colored light flakes spun, stretched, and shaped rapidly in the air.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of platinum lightsabers hovered behind her, their tips pointing directly at the figure sitting in the middle of the Black Sea.

defense?

Savers never need to be passively defensive.

The best way to save the world is to completely eliminate the root cause of its destruction.

"Accept the verdict."

Joan of Arc's arm swung down heavily.

The platinum-colored downpour did not bring the expected roar, because the sound was "erased" the moment it touched Arjuna's body.

Each lightsaber that pierced the black mud body produced a sickening "sizzling" sound.

The Abyss's proud "devouring" law is as fragile as a piece of waterlogged paper in the face of the absolute priority of [Oath to the Beast EX].

Arjuna did not dodge, or rather, he simply didn't care.

Just as the lightsaber blasted his chest into a honeycomb, exposing even the scrambled divine core to the air, this "Demon King" made a move that surprised everyone.

Instead of retreating, he advanced, actively dismantling the last logical constraint that maintained his human form.

Whoosh—!

The tattered body collapsed instantly, turning into countless viscous black liquids that plunged into the abyss below like a torrential rain.

Immediately afterwards, the sea began to boil.

Glug, glug.

Countless enormous bubbles surged up from the depths of the Black Sea, and with each bursting bubble, a distorted face emerged.

Brahma, Vishnu, Shiva... those gods who were once high above in Indian mythology are now reduced to half a rotting face, forcibly sewn into the waves of black mud.

They opened their mouths, which had long since lost their vocal cords, and simultaneously let out a roar that came from the depths of their souls.

"roar--!!!"

This sound is no longer a sound wave, but a tangible impact of resentment.

The light wall of Eden suffered an unprecedented blow, and its surface was instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks.

The resentment of the gods seeped wildly inward through the cracks, and a nauseating stench, like that of corpses soaking in the Ganges all summer, began to fill the air.

Joan of Arc, at the center of the storm, frowned slightly.

It wasn't out of fear, but because of a "system error".

[Warning: External concept pollution index rises to critical level.]

[Warning: The structural stability of the Garden of Eden structure has decreased by 34%.]

"Purify".

Joan of Arc uttered two words calmly, and the wings of light behind her suddenly retracted, then unfurled explosively again.

The originally gentle platinum radiance instantly became dazzling and violent, like thousands of flashbangs detonating simultaneously.

Sizzle—!

The resentful black mist that had just seeped in was instantly evaporated by this high-purity divine radiance before it could even let out a scream.

The air in the Garden of Eden was instantly purified, and even the slightest trace of decay was burned to ashes.

But the real threat has only just begun.

The abyss beneath their feet suddenly stopped churning, replaced by a chilling stillness.

Immediately afterwards, the sea began to rise.

A mountain.

No, it was a... giant.

A black giant, over ten thousand feet tall, whose head almost touched the ceiling of this mirror space, slowly rose from the sea.

It has thousands of arms, each holding a divine artifact severely corrupted by the abyss—a vajra, a trident, a conch shell, a divine bow… These weapons, once symbols of holiness, now flow with blackish-red pus and exude an aura of depravity.

This is Arjuna's final form after he devoured the entire pantheon of the White Elephant Kingdom—the Tomb of the Gods.

Compared to this colossal creature, Joan of Arc, suspended in mid-air, was so insignificant that she was not even a firefly.

boom!

The giant didn't even look down at the ants at his feet, as thousands of arms swung simultaneously.

The countless divine artifacts rained down like meteorites, carrying terrifying kinetic energy capable of shattering spatial dimensions, and slammed into that insignificant point of light.

Boom-!