Mr. Pantalone has no crazy plans today.

"This is a natural outcome; there's no reason why I can't reach the areas you can reach."

Pantalone smiled gently at the "Doctor's" unwavering words.

“I do not deny this. As you have seen, I have reached the same realm as you, where I encountered the will of a higher dimension.”

"The will that belongs to 'imaginary numbers' itself can determine whether the world can exist and continue."

Although Pantalone did not explicitly state what that will was, "Doctor" had already obtained the answer.

He already knew what that will, which was in a higher realm and completely different from the will he had come into contact with, was.

That was an inevitable and unavoidable end, an absolute and inescapable disaster.

It is older than all the wills in that higher realm, that supreme will that belongs only to "God".

After realizing what the "god" Pantalone had come into contact with truly was, he understood Pantalone's true thoughts, which caused him to reveal an indescribable expression of madness.

Gazing at the figure standing opposite him in the distance, the man known as "Doctor" Daughtore laughed loudly.

"As expected, you're even more insane than me! Even I wouldn't dare to sign a contract with that will, but for that plan, you're willing to face the end, just to sign a contract with that will."

"Do you really think your plan will definitely succeed? It might all fall apart at the last minute. After all, even the 'Ether Phase Engine' can't guarantee that ascension is the right path."

"Perhaps we are on a path destined for destruction, marching headlong into an abyss that will surely bring the whole world to ruin."

After the "Doctor" revealed the true nature of the will that had made the contract with Pantalone, Pantalone did not refute anything.

This is an unprecedented gamble, and if it fails, it won't just affect his plans.

Even everything in this mortal world may not be able to prevent their demise.

But so what?

Long before he decided on that gamble that involved planning everything, he had already staked everything.

He never prepared such a backup plan for himself; failure was not an option in his answers.

He believed it so.

Pantalone then gave this answer.

"This is the answer I'm looking for, and whatever the outcome may be, that's what I'm hoping for."

Upon hearing this answer, the "Doctor" didn't say anything more, but simply smiled gently.

He was well aware that this was a meaningless question, something he had known since he embarked on this path.

Both he and Pantalone were the same; even knowing that they weren't confident enough, they still went down this crazy path.

Neither side needed to say anything more; they both knew that after such a battle, they had come to understand each other.

They were both nearly exhausted, and the turning point in this long tug-of-war was about to arrive in the next instant.

"Come, let us use the final battle to decide whose dream will be fulfilled and who will ascend the highest throne at the end of this war."

At this moment, the "Doctor" showed no mercy and squeezed out the last bit of strength from his body.

Although his original power, which was comparable to that of the throne, was limited by "bound powers," he was unable to unleash his full potential at this moment.

But he is still that "Doctor," the one who will stop at nothing and break taboos to create a superman.

A maverick genius who has transformed himself to possess power comparable to that of a god, standing above all scholars.

Even though he has lost the power he once possessed at his peak, Dotole is still not to be underestimated.

Pantalone, who knew this perfectly well, understood it equally clearly.

Holding the "power of restraint," he watched as the "Doctor" launched his final counterattack before him, transforming the power of his authority into a tangible weapon.

As their attacks crossed the shattered earth, even though they were already exhausted, they were still able to fight in this final moment.

The last bit of strength they had left could still unleash a world-shaking force in this broken world; it was the last remaining power they possessed and the last glimmer of light they held.

Under such overwhelming power, the two beams of gold and silver light finally collided.

Wielding the "Power of Restraint" as a weapon, Pantalone ultimately tore apart the "Doctor's" final, desperate counterattack under the oppressive force of that power.

The weapon, gleaming with golden light, pierced through the "Doctor's" chest without any doubt; this was an answer that needed no further explanation.

Even with his divine power, which was indistinguishable from that of a god, he could only meet such an end when faced with the weapon formed from this authority.

At this moment, he and Pantalone are sworn enemies, the mad scholar who has reached the pinnacle of this world and is unmatched.

At this moment, the final act, which belongs solely to him, has arrived.

In his final moments, the mad scholar simply showed this expression and chuckled softly.

"Indeed, the destroyer of order: Pantalone."

Chapter 198 The Throne Belongs to Me, Destiny Belongs to You (4k)

After taking the life of that mad scholar who was both a friend and a nemesis, it heralded the tilt of the 'Third Throne'.

Pantalone, as the 'Fourth Throne', achieved a true victory in this battle, which also signifies that all power in this world has been brought under Pantalone's control.

But he would not stop there. Even though he was covered in wounds, this man would never fall.