Those time travelers that year

Faced with what looked like a mountain collapsing from the Himalayas, Lancelot, riding a white horse and wielding lightning, changed his expression drastically once again. Guinevere's expression changed equally... this monkey was truly beyond godlike, going way overboard.

This attack, let alone being able to withstand it, could easily be used to smash the continental shelf in the real world.

Whether it's a scrape or a bump, it's almost always a fatal mistake.

However, just when everyone thought that Lancelot and Guinevere would be crushed into dust, the previously dim lightning suddenly blazed up. The critically injured Lancelot, as if he had been healed by a 'Holy Light' spell, was no longer in a state of utter defeat. Before the shadow of the golden cudgel could cover the entire sky, a flash of lightning forced him to accelerate, and he narrowly escaped death once again.

"Huh!?"

"They used a broken cup to provide power?!"

The thunderous voice seemed somewhat puzzled, but that was all. Soon, to the astonishment of the onlookers below, a colossal creature squeezed through the spacetime rift and stepped out.

That's a monkey...

A monkey, standing upright and thousands of meters tall, far larger than any giant, appeared. When this monkey, adorned with a phoenix-winged purple-gold crown, chainmail armor, and lotus-silk cloud-walking shoes, placed its foot on the ground, a massive earthquake rapidly expanded outwards, causing the entire Netherworld to tremble and groan incessantly.

This scene left everyone speechless with shock...

Aside from Athena's slight change in expression, the remaining Crusader members who hadn't been burned away by the previous fire rain immediately collapsed, looking up at the super monkey towering in the sky and uttering incomprehensible sounds.

Poor kid, your worldview is shattered...

Standing a meter tall, Lucifer looked at the towering monkey, then down at the ground beneath her feet—the stark difference in height was palpable. Feeling the pathetic disdain and contempt emanating from that difference in stature, tears welled in the little girl's eyes. Pouting, Lucifer turned her gaze to the Crusaders, their worldviews shattered and deeply wounded. She reached out and grasped their hands, instantly obliterating their souls, then collected the corrupted Holy Spirits that had descended upon them.

Thus, the Vatican's crusaders were completely annihilated, and thousands of Holy Spirits who descended through angelic possession were also implicated and fell into corruption—a truly joyous occasion.

Similarly, the Campiones among the bystanders also felt that this unexpected turn of events was a complete disaster.

"What the hell is this?!" Marquis Voban, who had reverted from his werewolf form to his original form, stared wide-eyed at the enormous monkey whose head reached the sky and whose feet touched the ground, a creature whose every movement seemed to cause the heavens to crumble. At that moment, Marquis Voban felt as if he had wasted over two hundred years of his life.

Of course, seeing this scene, everyone felt they had lived in vain. Prince Alexander of Black felt the same way, and now he even had the urge to turn tail and run. The difference in power was too great; how could they possibly fight?! They weren't stupid; a monkey that big must be a god, but this was just too outrageous!

Let's not even talk about whether it can break through the defenses. If a real fight breaks out, you could fight for half a day and the other person would probably be fine. But if the other person just casually slaps you, even if it doesn't hit, the wind pressure it generates can sweep everything away.

This is beyond the scope of our authority...

"Wow! What a tall monkey!" an exclamation rang out. Salvatore Tony (the husky) looked up at the towering monkey with great interest. "It's really tall!"

Aside from the eccentric husky, of the four Campiones, only Luo Hao quickly recovered from the shock of what was happening. More precisely, she recognized what it was.

"The Law of Heaven and Earth!" Luo Hao recognized what it was, but this recognition also plunged her into deep shock. "The Monkey God?! No, no, it's the Great Sage Equaling Heaven in his complete form!!!" In fact, a major reason she had come here was for the Monkey God, who had been summoned and sealed in the Netherworld. However, it was clear that her original goal was now obsolete; the Monkey God was gone, replaced by the Great Sage Equaling Heaven. Although it sounded harsh, for Luo Hao to try and fight this monkey with her own strength... did she know what it meant to be an ant trying to shake a tree, a mantis trying to stop a chariot, utterly overestimating her own abilities?

……

"So this is the rebel against tyranny!" Athena said to Charles, who had appeared beside her seemingly out of nowhere, her purple pupils reflecting the enormous figure of the Monkey King in his divine form. "...This is truly astonishing power! Did you... give that monkey some things from another world too!?"

"Of course! It's just a modified version!?" Xia Er said excitedly. "However, it's a bit beyond my expectations. This monkey has been modified too much... With his current combat power, I reckon even my original self couldn't defeat him."

"Aren't you afraid this person will betray us?"

"Don't worry, this monkey doesn't like to owe anyone favors..." Charles replied. "Although it will leave right after it repays the favor, after all, this monkey can be considered to have transcended this world."

549. Ending

With the power to transform heaven and earth, the monkey wielded his enlarged and thickened golden cudgel, blasting open a spacetime rift with a single blow. Ignoring all spatial rifts, the monkey's fiery eyes spotted the two fleeing figures as he stepped out of the tremor.

This monkey had no concept of chivalry or tenderness towards women. Moreover, while the two women might be considered beauties by others, their true forms were clearly revealed to the monkey's discerning eyes.

Two female demons—this is how the monkey describes the God of War and the Ancestor of Gods.

So, when Guinevere produced a broken cup from who-knows-where and instantly replenished Lancelot's divine power, giving him a full heal and reviving him, the monkey hesitated slightly. While the Heavenly Transformation Technique was indeed more powerful, it didn't seem to be very effective at catching such an incredibly agile creature.

So, very quickly, the monkey canceled its "Heaven and Earth Transformation" state, and in a flash, shrank back to its normal height in mid-air. Then, with a stomp of its foot, a somersault cloud appeared beneath its feet, and with a blur of motion, it soared through the air to attack the fleeing war god.

"Hey, you two monsters! Take another hit from my old Sun Wukong's staff..."

The golden cudgel swept out horizontally, extending and stretching wildly at the same time. Before Lancelot could react, the cudgel blasted her off the white horse, sending her crashing to the ground in mid-air, kicking up a cloud of dust.

roar!!!

However, before the monkey could finish him off, a roar echoed from the ground, and a white western dragon spread its wings and roared as it soared into the sky. That was Guinevere, or rather, Guinevere in a desperate state, having regained her form as the Earth Mother. And on Guinevere's back, now in her dragon-serpent form, Lancelot, once again healed by the divine artifact known as the Holy Grail, regained his full power.

However, they didn't choose to run away, because they couldn't. A monkey capable of somersaulting 108,000 li (approximately 54,000 kilometers) was far faster than them. With no way to escape, and facing the monkey's unwavering determination to kill, the only thing the God of War and the Ancestor of Gods could do was fight to the death in this desperate situation.

Even if their fate is certain death.

The Heavenly Milky Way's Bottom-Fixing Divine Treasure, the Ruyi Jingu Bang, descended from the sky with magnificent momentum, meeting the Earth Mother Goddess who roared madly in despair and the God of War who fought to the death.

……

Ciel withdrew his gaze, no longer caring about Lancelot and Guinevere's fate. Facing the fully-powered Monkey King, a monkey he had modified and given a power boost, Ciel didn't believe Lancelot and Guinevere had any chance of turning the tide.

That's simply impossible...

So Ciel turned his attention to the four Campiones who were just there for show.

"Hello everyone!" Ciel strolled up to the four Campiones and waved in greeting. "Have you eaten?!"

"..."X3

"I've eaten, I've eaten!" Compared to the other three Campiones who remained relatively silent, Tony was more outgoing and responded to Ciel's greeting, "You, um, I remember your name is Ciel, right!?"

"You know me?!"

"I don't know you. I was actually thinking of challenging you to a duel..." the husky said. "However, it seems you're not the Campion those idiots thought you were... By the way, what are you? A god?!"

“No!” Charles shook his head. “I’m just an outsider. Of course, if I had to say, I should be—Cthulhu.”

"Oh!? An evil god?!" Tony's eyes lit up. "Could all of this be related to you?!"

“Of course!” Charles replied. “All of this, including that insane monkey, and even bringing you all here, is related to me.”

"What do you want to do?!" Luo Hao took a step forward, her beautiful eyes glaring at Xia Er as she questioned him repeatedly, "You've schemed and plotted all this... If I'm not mistaken, those two over there, Athena and Lucifer, are in cahoots with you, aren't they!"

“That’s right!” Charles nodded and said, “...Originally, I came to this world simply to experiment with some things. But later, I changed my mind.”

"By the way—" Ciel glanced at the four Campiones in front of him and chuckled softly, "—would you gentlemen be interested in taking this a step further?!"

What do you mean!?

"Oh dear! You've all been Campiones for quite some time now, haven't you? The longest-serving Marquis Voban and the Martial Arts King have lived for two hundred years. After such a long time, you must all know, or at least be more or less familiar with, the limitations and flaws of the powers you've acquired."

"What if I had the ability to solve this?!"

“What do you mean? Just say it!” Marquis Voban stared intently at Charles and said in a deep voice, “You brought us Campiones here because you definitely want something from us.”

“Alright! I’ll be frank…” Charles said meaningfully, “I wonder if you gentlemen would be interested in—the Investiture of the Gods?!”

"What did you say?"

"Hehehe... You are all veteran Campiones. You all have your own understanding of the spoils of war you have acquired—powers. Don't you find that strange?"

"Why is it that some powers, when not in the hands of gods, are almost unrestricted and even more powerful? Have you never thought about why this is?"

“That’s because you’re just one step away!” Charles clapped his hands. “That step is transformation. In more traditional terms, it involves the following three steps: igniting the divine fire, raising the throne, and achieving godhood and immortality.”

"Hey! I thought you were going to say something!" Marquis Voban sneered. "Godhood? Ridiculous! Why would I want my prey to rely on that?!"

"Is that so!? But soon, I'll think, Marquis, you might think it has to be done this way!"

"Why?!"

"Because I'm going to open a door, a door to another world where gods and demons truly exist." Charles raised his head and looked at the dark sun in the sky. "It's almost here! My true form will soon be connected to the two worlds."

"Original body!?"

“Yes! In the sky, that pitch-black sun…” Seeing the sudden change in the Campione’s expression, Ciel said softly, “Now… make your decision! Either go to the New World, and I will impart to you the knowledge of authority and gods. If nothing unexpected happens, you will be able to advance further with this knowledge.”

"Either... I'll kill you all right now!"

"Are you threatening me?" Luo Hao stepped forward, his aura menacing. "If you want to start a war, I, Luo Hao, will fight you to the bitter end!" Not only Luo Hao, but upon hearing Xia Er's threatening words, Voban let out a low growl and transformed into his werewolf form once again. The nonchalant Tony and the Black Prince Alexander, who was eager to find an opportunity to retreat, also looked at Xia Er warily.

“No, no, no! You’ve got it wrong!” Charles waved his hand. “I’m not threatening you, I’m just giving you two choices—”

"—Besides, when did you become qualified to fight me?" The black sun completely enveloped the entire sky, and then the twilight-colored flames shone from Charles's pupils, turning his original silver hair into pure black like the night sky.

"I'm not saying this to be mean, but everyone here is trash..."

550. Raistlin and the Whispers 1

Ahead lay the gates of time and space; behind lay a darkness engulfed in fury. Though the wrath of a god caused Raistlin Majeri a tiny, insignificant fear… well, only a tiny one.

He is currently proceeding according to plan—oh, a perfect plan. In just a little while, he, the black-robed mage Raistlin Majeri, will become one of the stars in the sky.

Yes, he would become a god, replacing Taxis in Klein's position. Just a little while longer, right ahead, would be his victory. If only the inexplicable whispers in his mind could be banished at this moment.

You pathetic creature, do you really think you can become a god?

"Shut up!" Raistlin shouted internally. "I'm about to succeed!" This voice had appeared as he entered the Endless Abyss. At first, Raistlin thought it was a trick by the darkness. However, he soon realized that the voice wasn't targeting him.

Even recently, when he was trapped in that damned illusion, it was this voice that reminded him that the power of magic had never left him. This allowed Raistlin to break free of the illusion and regain control of his magic.

And thereafter, during this stumbling journey, when dark priests, evil mages, hordes of ghouls, and those hideous demons—all the servants of the goddess Taxis—attacked him, it was this voice that helped him.

Thinking of this, Raistlin trembled.

He didn't know what this unknown voice wanted. He only seemed to have a premonition that the owner of this whisper was somewhere, watching his every move. This made him very uncomfortable and angry… but after the anger subsided, Raistlin had to admit that this voice, which constantly helped him overcome difficulties through whispers, was very likely from another being—a deity.

Paladin? Impossible! This is not a Paladin, and a Paladin would never do such a thing. You see, for the sake of his ambition, Raistlin cruelly abandoned the white-robed priestess Christana, leaving her to die alone.

not to mention……

Good gods would never use evil magic.

Raistlin nearly perished when attacked by the servants lurking in the darkness—the most dangerous moment of his journey. Countless demons and dark priests surrounded him, while in the distance, evil mages loyal to the goddess Taksis prepared vicious spells.

Even in this situation, Raistlin, who had begun to glimpse the essence of magic, was confident enough to break through the encirclement, though of course, he would have to pay a price. Perhaps he would be struck by a mace, perhaps his body would be pierced by a sword, perhaps he would be burned by lightning or roasted by flames, or perhaps all of the above.

At that moment, the whisper echoed, sending a powerful spell directly into his mind. The situation was critical, and Raistlin didn't think too much; he simply and naturally channeled the magical energy through the Staff of Magis in his hand—unleashing death.

Yes, death.

In that situation where he was surrounded, Raistlin subconsciously released the evil magic called 'Death is the end of all life'.

……remember……

The hideous demons surrounded Raistlin, and the dark priests who served Taxis, the Queen of Darkness, prayed in prayer to draw upon Taxis's evil power, while wielding maces and following the demons to surround them.

Not far away, a group of evil mages who also served Taksis were gathered in twos and threes, preparing to attack Raistlin by channeling magical energy.

This was truly a place with no way out, whether one went to heaven or hell, because above the abyss, several evil dragons of red, blue, and black were flying.

Soon, the servants behind the darkness surrounding Raistlin launched an attack. First came the ghouls that were being driven, and then a tidal wave of ghouls was summoned by the dark priests and evil mages using divine spells or magic, in an attempt to weaken Raistlin's power.