Origin Paradise!

He was not worried about Si Ning's strength. The lethality and convenience of the Sword's Authority were enough to allow her to gain a foothold in terms of combat power. Moreover, the Greedy Candidate was not just for show.

The Great Hall of the Golden Castle.

All the court nobles had long since disappeared. Jiang He used his power to seal off the spatial teleportation array in the capital, and anyone who tried to escape was executed. At present, only the Steel Sword Saint was still present.

"You should know why you're alive." Jiang He sat on the throne, his dragon spear casually stuck beside him.

The Steel Sword Saint glanced at the four figures standing before the throne. At this point, the emperor simply stopped pretending. The previous emperor and the pope had "come back to life." If it weren't for the fact that the loss of one of the three pillars of the extraordinary soul would lead to a decrease in combat power, he would probably have followed in their footsteps.

"Understood, Your Majesty, I will fight to the death," the Steel Sword Saint replied, bowing his head.

Just as the two were talking, the hall was filled with the light of space, and four Origin players descended. The moment they landed, the four suddenly spread out. The strongest of them had silver hair, a face as withered as tree bark, and held two swords, one steel and one silver. His pupils were vertical, like those of a cat.

As for the other three, they were all burly men with thick beards that exuded fierceness. They had their hair tied up in braids and carried axes and shields, resembling Vikings from the 8th or 9th century. Not only were they all heroic elites, but they also looked extremely similar.

"Brother, this is a tricky situation."

"The Roman faction's witch hunters!"

"Even at the peak of heroism, you can't fight back."

The three of them slid to their knees at lightning speed, turning their backs to the Witcher and protecting him in the center. Punishment missions are usually quite dangerous, and at the beginning, weaker teammates can act as scouts.

"You guys are really conscientious."

The old Witcher Flor couldn't help but sigh.

There were only six people in the main hall at that moment.

Soon, the four players noticed the Steel Sword Saint.

Following the direction where the hero bowed his head, a young man sat on the dragon-headed throne. Despite his extremely faint presence, he possessed a magnificent appearance that surpassed worldly imagination. He looked to be less than twenty years old, and his face, which should have been slightly immature, was as cold as a sculpture.

"Holy Emperor Augustus I".

"Ascension Priest, Last Emperor, King of the Wild Hunt, Wrath of the North, Sun King, Godslayer, King's Sword..."

The old witcher frowned. According to the basic world information the player had obtained, this emperor had only ascended the throne last night. Theoretically, this wouldn't be of much help to the main quest of defending the capital for seven days. However, this guy's reputation was just too glorious, with a whole string of suffixes that were almost blinding.

After a moment's consideration, the old witcher stepped forward and said:

"His Majesty……"

Jiang He raised her hand to interrupt, "They're here."

The three Viking warrior players looked at each other in bewilderment. Before they could speak, a deafening thunderclap came from afar.

At the edge of the Vigrid Plains, a towering Titan, its body flowing with lightning, raised its warhammer and hurled it fiercely, instantly splitting the sky into an abyss. Following the direction indicated by the lightning, countless monsters charged forward in a frenzy.

call!

In the Imperial Capital region, a colossal phantom of an emperor materialized. Though only half-body in appearance, it was the same height as a Thunder Titan. With its hands clasped together, it released a dazzling halo of light. This was the special effect of the First Emperor's title, "Monarch's Shadow," and possessed the same sturdiness as the title's level.

boom!

The thunder hammer struck the emperor's phantom image, but the latter remained unmoved.

The lightning fragments fell like snowflakes.

Thunder Titan roared furiously to the sky, causing the earth to tremble.

Jiang He stepped out of the Golden Castle, entered the vortex, and appeared directly on the city wall. Thunder Titan was waiting for the other top combatants to join him, and so was he.

Deng Deng Deng!

The monster horde has officially begun its assault on the southern defense line of the capital.

At the forefront were the Shadow Wolves, tens of thousands of them transforming into black smoke as they charged forward, a stench of decay emanating from the earth sweeping over them. The wolf king leading the pack possessed Saint-level strength, his entire body covered in heroic armor, his wolf head glaring angrily.

Through the heavy snow, inside the walls of the capital, Old Hei locked onto his target with his eyes. With a command, the knights of the two evil knight orders and the new First Legion stepped forward and poured energy into the solid magic arrays engraved inside the city walls, activating them one by one.

Boom boom boom!

Five immortal-level spells were thus unleashed.

In an instant, the Shadow Wolf King howled in agony. The illusory pain from the spiritual world caused its speed to decrease sharply. Then, two Holy Baptism Swords shot out, sweeping across the ground and accurately piercing the Shadow Wolf King's left and right chests, reducing its defense by more than half.

The capital city walls resembled a dragon's head. The immortal-level magic, Dragon's Breath Burst, was unleashed, and the fire dragon rampaged, engulfing the Shadow Wolf King. Its flesh and blood burst open one after another. When the final curse fell, the flesh and blood transformed into countless curse arrows. Streams of light streaked across the sky, piercing through one Shadow Wolf after another, killing them instantly.

The surging tide of monster attacks was instantly cleared at the front.

Boom boom boom!

The walls of the imperial capital were constantly releasing magic, and all sorts of light waves were scorching the ground outside the city, causing one after another monsters that were rarely seen in normal times to die.

Tens of thousands of weeping tree spirits were turned into torches by fire magic. Two Saint-level tree spirits were targeted and killed. But suddenly, in the Fifth Legion responsible for activating the magic, hundreds of knights rotted and melted into a pool of pus and blood.

Ah Da and the others quickly dragged Lao Hei, who was in charge of the operation, away.

"General, this is not a place for you to take risks."

"It would be better to return to Golden Castle to take command of the overall situation."

"A message has been delivered by Commander Wu's legion."

At the edge of the plain, the Cursed Titan and the Mother of Monsters appeared. The former resembled a human wizard, while the latter was extremely large, like a mountain made of fleshy tumors. At the top of the mountain, an armored knight stood leaning on his sword. The God Knight had also joined the army of world destroyers.

And just as the three appeared.

On the city wall of the capital, Jiang He stepped out of the city. When he landed, the power of his authority was released, and the entire capital sank by more than ten meters. Hundreds of thousands of mountain dwarves who had been digging and pushing through the earth turned into bloody mud.

boom!

A beam of red light shot straight out, traversing the battlefield. The torrent of energy unleashed by the Heavenly King's Holy Body tore apart the monsters along the way. Amidst the vast sea of ​​blood, a silver spear was the first to reach the edge of the plain, shattering the monster mother's mountain-like body.

Countless fragments of flesh and blood fell to the ground, instantly forming human figures. Jiang He landed fiercely, as if carrying a golden sun on his back. The power of the sun knocked down the power of flesh and blood, and a massive amount of thorns spread out, piercing through all the flesh and blood clones.

It's sizzling!

The nine Yin-Yang Dragon-Tiger Crossing-the-Calamity Golden Pills shattered rapidly, unleashing waves of energy. The chaotic energy extinguished the life force of the Monster Mother, and after absorbing her life force, the thorns intertwined, giving rise to a thorn giant that stood tall between heaven and earth.

Unlike when he first advanced to Gold and could easily kill a peak Gold player, due to the advancement of the times, it has become more difficult for Jiang He to kill a normal peak Hero, and it obviously takes three or four moves.

boom!

The Divine Knight raised his sword, unleashing a violent impact that nearly knocked down the Thorn Giant.

Long!

The Thunder Titan's warhammer reappeared in his hand, and he slammed it down on the head of the Thorn Giant with a force that shook the mountains.

A white snake suddenly darted out from Jiang He's neck, instantly becoming incredibly long and enormous. The giant white snake lashed its tail, striking Thunder Titan in the chest and sending him flying, crashing into the mountain.

The Thunder Hammer flew out of his hand and smashed toward the white serpent's head, but was caught by the Thorn Giant. Ignoring the damage caused by the thunderous shock, the Thorn Giant used the momentum of the fall to swing his arm in a circle, blasting the leaping Divine Knight into the clouds.

Just as the thorn giant collapsed completely, its body suddenly cracked open, and thousands of thorn spears shot into the sky as Jiang He raised his hand. The spear lights rose from the ground, creating a spectacular scene.

Dangdang Dangdang!

Amidst the clouds, the Divine Knight swung his sword left and right, shattering the thorny spear with each impact. But suddenly, it was as if a pair of cold eyes opened behind him, paralyzing him at a near-legendary level. The next moment, the breath of a giant serpent at the peak of the Hero level merged with the breath of chaos, directly shattering the clouds.

boom!

Its breath emitted light that reached the heavens and the earth.

The divine armor, forged from immense faith power, shattered, its light still shining brightly. Just as the divine knight was about to regain his mobility, the spear light of the Oath of Victory pierced through his chest.

"Don't be too happy too early."

The divine knight sneered, "You are stained with the blood of the gods!"

Jiang He appeared on the back of the Divine Knight without anyone noticing. When he pointed his finger at the spearhead, the originally extremely violent Long-Hate Dragon Spear immediately became incredibly docile. With a flick of his wrist, the nine-headed, eighteen-horned Primordial Savage Dragon turned over, and the Divine Knight's body shattered into dust. The Extraordinary Apocalypse completely annihilated his soul.

Wow!

Blood stained his face.

A cataclysmic change is about to occur, and the sky seems to be weeping blood.

In a mere instant, the flesh and blood titan emerged from the ashes of the mother of monsters, countless long snakes tearing at the scales of the white giant serpent, the earth suddenly rose up, and the mountain titan stood tall on the plain, its palms pressing down fiercely towards Jiang He.

Jiang He pointed forward, and a spatial vortex appeared, safely transferring the white giant snake to the capital. Then he stretched out his arms, but the mountain-like Titan's palm could not advance an inch. At the same time, extreme ice that had never melted for ten thousand years spread across the mountain Titan, suddenly freezing Jiang He.

call!

As the double curse from the God of Whispers and the Cursed Titan struck, Jiang He's body immediately underwent a bizarre mutation. Tumors grew out and then cracked open, with the flesh and blood Titan riding countless long snakes that surged out and desperately tore at his flesh and bones.

puff!

The entire sky trembled for a moment, and a strange bird suddenly descended, its extremely sharp beak piercing through Jiang He's abdomen.

On the ground, the Heavenly Father rapidly approached, his holy sword stained with the essence of blood left behind by the self-sacrifice of the Death Titan. After merging the death beliefs of the sky and the earth, as a being of faith, he had already reached an undisputed level of "unique skill".

hum!

The world was ablaze with the glint of swords.

The Holy Blade, with its extreme sharpness and wielding the power of death, slashed straight at Jiang He. Before it even hit, the immense life force contained within his body was rapidly fading away. But the blade finally stopped before his face due to being restrained. In the sky, higher than the monstrous bird that attacked, the King of the Wild Hunt, the Knight of the Past, hurled down the Dragon Spear of Everlasting Hatred.

Rumble!

Endless white light enveloped all directions.

Light filled the sky and the ground.

—Mythical Arcane Art: Light of Eternal Judgment.

The God of Whispers and the Titan of Curses exchanged a glance, the former shaking his head and chuckling before taking a step forward.

"Remember to let God revive me after the victory."

call!

The God of Whispers vanished with the wind, but at the same time, countless terrible wounds suddenly appeared on Jiang He's body. Apart from the fact that his corrective power was too high to be reproduced, even the marks of countless injuries he had suffered in the past, due to the curse, descended upon him again at this moment.

The cursed Titan was speechless.

This level of injury could cause gods and Titans to fall dozens of times. He simply couldn't imagine how many battles Augustus I had gone through and how many enemies he had fought to the death with. There wasn't a single unscathed spot on his body.

Just as Jiang He fell...

The Heavenly Father simply committed suicide to break free from his confinement. He first grabbed the Flesh Titan and flung it away, then kicked away the Sky Titan Bird, and finally withstood the direct damage of the Light of Eternal Judgment, allowing the Mountain Titan to survive.

Amidst the white light, the power of death and the time ring simultaneously revived both of them. They exchanged a punch, and the Heavenly Father plummeted from the sky to the ground, carving a path across thousands of meters, his body covered in blood. Jiang He fell straight to the top of the city wall, carving a huge gap in the imperial capital's wall. In terms of physical strength, he firmly held the advantage.

After one round of combat, two god-level Titans fell on the spot, and the entire imperial capital seemed to be cheering. The last emperor, Augustus I, had demonstrated extremely powerful combat strength.

Soon, the monster wave struck again. Without the Mother of Monsters, although their numbers were still enormous, they were not endless. The siege forces composed of troops from the East and West were deployed to the battlefield one after another. Corpses piled up like mountains under the city walls, and the defending knights and demon soldiers began to suffer large-scale casualties.

In front of a tower, fire magic poured down like a waterfall. The Viking brothers led a group of adventurers out of the city and almost suffered a total annihilation. Fortunately, the old witcher intervened and cleared the area on both sides with two sword strikes.

"Senior, why has the emperor stopped fighting?" the Viking leader asked, huffing and puffing.

“How would I know?” the old witcher replied, his eyes gleaming. Relying on his keen perception of extraordinary beings, he could easily distinguish between the energy of the Saints and that of heroes, which meant that Augustus I had not yet been promoted to the elite of heroes.

Without heroic armor, a heroic heart, immortal-level attribute talents, holy domain energy, heroic state, or the power of heaven and earth, he was still able to kill two peak heroes and display "unique" level strength in the face of powerful enemies outside the city. The true identity of Augustus I is self-evident.

Whoosh whoosh!

Monsters surged onto the wall and engaged in battle with the knights. Countless magical attacks swept across the sky, creating ripples on the surface of the Junying, which was once on the verge of collapse. It was only when the Steel Sword Saint and the Divine Guard Knights joined forces that the wall was stabilized.

boom!

Inside the Golden Castle, Freya, who had been sitting alone in a daze, suddenly felt a sharp pain in her chest. Her body began to involuntarily turn into wood. The power of the Forest Titan was revived, and a giant tree descended in the center of the capital. Vines and branches overflowed from the windows of the Golden Castle and flowed onto the streets, wantonly drawing life force from the people of the capital.

Roar!

The Golden Castle shattered completely, and a jet-black dragon flew out. A hissing sound like steel scraping against steel rang out between the dragon's heads. The calamity dragon spread its bony wings that blotted out the sky, and its sharp claws tore at the tangled trunk. The branches attacked the dragon's scales again and again.

Click!

The torrential snowfall suddenly stopped.

The city wall north of the capital crumbled inch by inch, and a massive amount of snowflakes gathered to form the body of the Frost Titan. At the same time, the two heroes, the Orc King and the Centaur King, led their armies to the battlefield. Hundreds of thousands of Orcs charged on horseback, and the vast battle formation was mixed with a large number of Barbarians and Frost Titans.

A colossal dragon tore at a towering tree, while crows circled overhead. Old Black, wearing the crown of the Underworld, controlled four peak-level puppets to block the breach. From a blessed land gate that rose from the ground, a continuous stream of skeletal dragon riders charged out.

The steel dam collided violently with the horde of beasts.

In an instant, the world seemed to be swallowed up by blood and flesh. The cavalry's lance pierced through the orc's rough leather armor, digging deep into his flesh with a dull tearing sound.

At the same time, the heavy bone club in the orc's hand crashed down with tremendous force, and the breastplate of a demon soldier dented in the crack. Blood spurted from his mouth splattered all over his mask, and then he and his horse plunged into the cold mud like puppets with broken strings.

Not far away, a centaur went berserk, raising its iron hooves as big as bowls and stomping down hard. The spine of a skeletal dragon rider snapped in response. Before the demon soldier could fall, a giant axe came hurtling down, carrying brutal force as it cleaved into the junction of his shoulder and neck. His helmeted head was thrown high into the air and rolled into the blood and mud.

"Glory to the King!"

Thousands of vicious soldiers, each carrying a large number of non-destructible chaos bombs, charged straight at the enemy army. A series of explosions, like a city wall, annihilated the vanguard of the alien army. More and more skeletal dragon riders rushed out of the Gluttony Paradise, even pushing the orcs and centaurs out of the city walls of the capital.