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Even with such horrific injuries, the snake's painful roars remained powerful, reverberating throughout the entire battlefield.

It is an immortal serpent that has been entrenched here since ancient times. In this borderland where the runes of death have not yet been returned, its very existence is a symbol of blasphemy—eternal and indestructible, decaying yet vibrant.

However, when that figure leaped up from the ruins and stood in mid-air, the snake's roar suddenly froze.

The snake felt a fear: it would die.

The black sword stained with death, once the weapon of Maricus.

But its current owner is Kevin.

But just as the sword was about to strike, Kevin's pupils suddenly dilated. He abruptly reversed his movement, turning the black sword from a slash into a parry, the blade held horizontally in front of his chest.

"clang--!!!"

With a deafening explosion, Kevin was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the distant ruins, sending dust billowing into the sky. The figure that had knocked him back slowly revealed its true form.

Her tattered cloak billowed in the wind, her helmet obscuring half her face. Her presence was like a drawn blade, freezing the air with her mere presence.

“Valkyrie… Marlene?” Mongot’s voice was low and wary, his brow furrowed.

He recognized the person in front of him.

Ratahn was more familiar with him, but the other party had undergone a huge change at this moment.

That body, once devoured by crimson decay and left in ruins, is now perfectly intact, as if it had never been tainted by the curse.

However, what is even more horrifying is the mummified corpse she is holding tightly in her arms.

The Mungwen Dynasty – the divine body of Michaela.

No one knows why she was there, why she stopped Kevin from making that sword strike, and why she was carrying a dried-up body in her arms.

The blasphemous serpent rose again, its gaze fixed on Marlenia and the desiccated corpse in her hand.

“He’s been waiting for you, Ratahn.”

Marlenia's voice was eerily calm, as if she were recounting a predetermined fate: "Waiting... for the promised king to appear."

The blasphemous serpent suddenly opened its maw, and Malenia took one last look at the withered, dried-up corpse in her hand.

As if sensing something, Mongot instantly traversed the distance and arrived beside the Valkyrie Malenia, slashing fiercely with his cursed sword.

"clang--!"

Marlene didn't even turn around, her prosthetic knife effortlessly parrying the attack, and the next instant—

She threw Michaela's mummified corpse into the giant serpent's gaping maw.

The giant snake opened its mouth and swallowed it.

At that very moment, the serpent's eyes gleamed with excitement.

It tasted the flavor of demigod once again.

It is the body of a god.

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Who told Michaela to leave so early, hahaha

Chapter 50 The Arrival of Xiling

Even though he had already vaguely guessed Malenia's intentions, when this scene actually happened—

Rataen and Mongot still felt a chill run down their spines.

That's Michaela's body.

He is the elder brother of the Valkyrie Malenia, and she is willing to fight for him for the rest of her life.

And now, she has personally fed him to the blasphemous serpent.

The Valkyrie known as the Blade of Michaela personally threw what she was protecting into the mouth of that blasphemous serpent.

"You're insane!" Mongot's voice was low and suppressed, the blade of his cursed sword tearing at Marlenia's throat like a venomous snake.

However, the Valkyrie simply turned sideways with a light touch, her prosthetic blade drawing a cold arc to precisely parry the attack. She then used the momentum to leap backward, landing gracefully like a falling leaf on a towering rock in the distance.

Her gaze remained fixed on the mutating blasphemous serpent.

The snake's body twisted and swelled, scales peeled away, flesh reformed, and some ancient and forbidden power awakened within it. And from within the surging crimson and gold-hued flesh, a familiar aura slowly emanated—

The scent of Michaela.

Marlenia's pupils suddenly contracted, her killing intent piercing the air like an ice blade.

She certainly didn't want to do that.

She knew better than anyone how blasphemous her actions were. But she had no other choice.

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Everything happened so fast.

Just days ago, the entire border region was still immersed in the eternal cycle of the Golden Law. But now—

Laws changed, runes changed, and the curse of crimson corruption was suppressed by some force, and even... gradually disappeared.

Marlene had thought it was a miracle.

Her brother tried so many methods but couldn't solve it, and now it's actually been achieved.

She should have been overjoyed.

But then—

The "Silver King" has arrived.

The mysterious king swiftly defeated the black sword Maricus, announcing his presence to the entire borderland.

But shortly afterward, Marlenia received news that Rataen, whom she had corrupted with her Crimson Corruption, had recovered and was planning to head towards the royal city of Rodel.

This news did not surprise Marlene much; she had already sent people to investigate Rataen's movements and had already begun taking action.

He must die.

Because his brother Michaela had been waiting for him.

—Waiting for that "promised king".

However, it would be difficult for her to do it alone.

She needs allies, she needs a force powerful enough to shake up her destiny.

So she traversed the border region, searching for possible assistance.

Until she arrived at the Volcano official residence.

Until she saw the figure dwelling deep within the lava—

The blasphemous serpent.

At that moment, she understood—

This is her only chance.

So she found her brother’s body in the Godwin dynasty and brought it to the Volcano Mansion, which is for this moment.

"Devouring everything, you blasphemous serpent."

“Send Rataen...to where your brother is.”

The giant serpent roared to the sky, as if in response to her will. Its body twisted and reformed in an instant; the previously exposed fleshy hands wriggled and retreated back into its body, and the grotesque human face on its back was covered by newly grown serpent scales. Its form was no longer repulsive, but rather even more blasphemous—

Ratan raised his bow and arrow, drew it taut, and the arrow pierced the air. The strike, powerful enough to pierce a mountain, hit the snake scales with a loud clang, but was deflected without leaving even a crack.

The giant snake opened its eyes.

In that instant, an indescribable sense of oppression swept through the entire area. Its aura was no longer pure corruption and filth, but a contradictory existence mixed with holiness and blasphemy—like a defiled god, or a demon attempting to ascend to godhood.

What a blasphemy!

Mongot took a deep breath, and a silvery-white aura of prayer appeared on his body. This was the power he could use after slightly modifying the Golden Law following his belief in the Silver Law.

"Ratan," Mongot said in a deep voice, "which one will you choose as your opponent?"

The blasphemous serpent that devoured Michaela was their primary target, but they could not ignore Malenia, who was watching them from above.

The battlefield needs to be divided.

However, everyone present knew one thing: no one knew just how powerful the giant serpent was now, and the risk of fighting it was far greater than that of fighting Malenia.

Ratahn stepped forward and stood before the giant serpent; his choice was already clear.

Meng Gu nodded, and his figure vanished abruptly.

The next second—

"clang--!!!"

High in the sky, Marlenia's prosthetic sword clashed fiercely with Montgomery's cursed sword, sparks flying and air currents surging. The two figures moved with lightning speed, and each clash between their swords stirred up terrifying air currents.

The battle above is a clash of skill and speed.

And below—

It is the ultimate collision of pure power and magic.

Ratahn hovered at the same height as the serpent's head, with two giant blades floating beside him, and gravity magic forming a distorted halo around him.

The giant snake's vertical pupils met his eyes.

The next second—

The world seemed to have been torn apart.

Two forces powerful enough to shake the heavens and earth collided violently, and the already shattered volcano mansion collapsed completely under the impact.

The ground collapsed like a fragile eggshell, and the shockwave spread in a ring, blowing everything away.

Those who escaped the Faded Ones and the remnants of the Volcano Mansion had not run far before they were caught up by the violent blast wave, thrown into the air like falling leaves, and then crashed down heavily.

However, in the center of this vortex of destruction, four figures still stood firm.

Mongot and Marlenia's figures flickered in the aftershocks of the explosion, their blades clashing and sparking blindingly bright. The Valkyrie's sword flashed like flowing water, while Mongot's cursed sword was equally formidable.

At the epicenter of the explosion, two figures were engaged in a rapid battle. Each flick of the giant serpent's tail could shatter mountains, while Ratahn's twin blades, amplified by gravity magic, continuously left deep wounds on the serpent's scales.

Each collision of theirs triggered an earthquake-like roar.

The entire volcano seemed to consist of only four figures locked in a fierce battle. Yet, amidst the ruins, a wall formed of solidified ice stood silently, shielding three of the figures from the devastating shockwave.

These three figures were Kevin, Tasni, and Raya.

Kevin knelt on one knee, the black sword stuck in front of him, frost spreading from his palms, forming a temporary barrier.

Kevin's breathing became rapid as he silently pondered the situation.

"I fought this kind of monster back then; thinking about it now, it's really terrifying."

"Thank you," Tasni whispered to Kevin, still holding Raya.

Not only did the other party stop Rakad earlier, but they also pulled themselves and Raya back when the battle between Rataen and the Orochi created a storm. Otherwise, they might have been blown away by the shockwave from the storm, either hitting the ground with luck or falling into the lava, or even dying directly from the impact.

"You're welcome," Kevin said, then observed the battle outside.

In the current battle, he can hardly get involved in anything. In his nighttime state, his strength is far inferior to that of his daytime state, and going up would only be suicide.

Seeing this, Kevin no longer hesitated.

I opened the chat group.