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But soon, the breeze began to grow violent, and the entire space hummed uncontrollably! The sky, no, everything in sight, began to be stained with a chilling, blood-red light!

There was no more hesitation in the king's heart.

His treasury contains a weapon capable of tearing the world apart.

As long as he is willing to wield this weapon, the so-called Three Goddesses will only be his defeated foe.

However, for the sake of his people, he sheathed his sharp edge, became a wise king, and sealed the weapon that represented his sharp edge in a treasure vault.

Fate has been broken.

The goddess is dead.

So, the last trace of malice clinging to this land...

It was up to him to cut it off himself.

As the king made up his mind.

A tiny hole appeared in front of him.

From that hole, a strangely shaped sword hilt, consisting of three cylindrical sections that slowly rotated in reverse, emerged.

Its appearance, like a magnet, drew in the surrounding scarlet light, and a violent wind instantly formed a massive spiral storm around it! The space itself emitted a mournful sound like shattering glass!

A deadly threat! Absolute death!

Jin Gu's pupils shrank to pinpoints, and the ferocity on his face was instantly replaced by immense fear!

"No...!" he roared, instinctively trying to retreat, trying to escape this locked and torn space!

However, just as he was about to take a step—

Click!

An incredibly powerful and irresistible binding force did not come from the outside, but rather… originated from the deepest part of his body! It was as if countless invisible chains were bursting forth from every cell and every nerve of this body, pinning him to the spot! He couldn't even move a finger! This body, which he had once completely controlled and could do as he pleased, had now become a cage imprisoning him!

"Damn it! What's going on?! Move! Move!!" Jingu screamed in terror and despair, desperately channeling his magic power to try and break free from this sudden confinement, but all his efforts were in vain. His body was rejecting his will!

Gilgamesh's cold and majestic voice, like a final judgment, pierced through the howling storm:

"it's useless."

Jin Gu suddenly looked up, using the last of his strength to cast a venomous gaze at the king.

"You have used this body to create... far too many tragedies."

"The owner of this body..."

"I... can't stand it anymore."

"Are you kidding me?!" Jingu screamed hysterically, like a wild beast whose tail had been stepped on. "This is my body! It's mine!!"

Looking at that incredibly familiar face, now filled with madness, ferocity, and despair—like the most clumsy graffiti covering a priceless treasure—this face had once been his only close friend, his only confidant, the other half of him who stood shoulder to shoulder with him at the pinnacle of the world, sharing laughter and joy…

At this moment, however, it carries such ugly malice.

The last ripple in Gilgamesh's eyes faded into silence. He slowly raised his hand and grasped the hilt of the strange weapon with its three counter-rotating segments.

"boom--!!!"

A chaotic storm that seemed to tear the world apart descended in full force! Crimson light engulfed heaven and earth, and raging wind pressure crushed everything around it! It was as if the entire space trembled at the awakening of this sword!

Gilgamesh's movements became unusually heavy and slow, as if he were fighting against the resistance of the entire world. He raised Ea high above his head, and the three pillars began to spin faster, a crimson storm spiraling straight into the sky!

The king's actions resembled some ancient ritual, or perhaps... giving the soul trapped in the body a fleeting chance to choose.

However, Jingu... or rather, the being imprisoned in place, did not run away.

It wasn't Enkidu... he didn't run away.

Amidst the roar of the storm that could tear the soul apart, the ferocity and fear on Jingu's face faded, replaced by calm. His emerald green eyes held tenderness and relief.

His gaze pierced through the raging storm and landed on his dearest friend.

A perfectly clear smile slowly bloomed on his face.

His lips moved silently, uttering a few words. The sound was faint, instantly swallowed up by the deafening roar of the Ea sword tearing through space.

But Gilgamesh... heard it.

"Sword, Gil..."

“Ah…” Gilgamesh’s voice was deep and hoarse, containing immense power, overpowering the roar of Ea:

"Let's end this!!!"

The arm swung down!

"Heaven and Earth Diverge—The Star of Creation!!"

Boom!

A crimson rift piercing through reality and illusion instantly swallowed everything in front of it with an irresistible force!

Kingu—or rather, that body that bore too much pain and mistakes—stood quietly in the eye of the storm, facing the torrent of destruction, and smiled as he closed his eyes.

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Chapter 101 Xiling: [The time of her birth has come; with this, all things will be corrected]

"What's wrong? Goetia! Your attack... is too slow!" The magical sword that Xiling had conjured easily tore through Goetia's light cannon! Xiling's dangerous smile instantly entered Goetia's field of vision!

Before Goetia could even react, the cold blade was already upon him!

Swish!Swish!Swish!

Several sharp and unparalleled sword lights flashed past, and Goetia's body was instantly cleaved into several pieces!

However, the next second——

hum!

The severed body parts instantly reassembled and restored! Goetia stood up on the ground unharmed!

At the same time, a ferocious demonic pillar suddenly rose from the ground, tearing through the temple floor! Countless eyes on the pillar locked onto Xiling, and a terrifying magical beam of light, carrying an aura of annihilation, roared out towards Xiling and his Goetia! The torrent of light instantly engulfed the area where the two were!

At the core of that devastating magical beam, the scene was bizarre and terrifying!

Xiling remained motionless amidst the torrent of light, wielding her magic sword once more. The sword light, like a whirlwind, relentlessly slashed at Goetia's newly restored body!

Goetia attempted to block and counterattack with his fists! However...

too slow!

To Xiling at this moment, Goetia's attacks were far too slow! In the time it took Goetia to throw a punch, Xiling had already unleashed five or six sword strikes! Each sword strike precisely sliced ​​through Goetia's body, leaving horrific wounds! Goetia's regenerative abilities were operating frantically, but they could barely keep up with the speed of destruction!

Goetia's once calm eyes were now filled with confusion.

What kind of monster is he fighting?

The temple's blessing and the Demon God Pillar's properties granted him near-eternal immortality! Even if destroyed countless times, he can instantly regenerate!

However, the sword in the opponent's hand had the ability to bypass his immortality and completely annihilate him!

If that were all, it would be fine.

After all, during the battle just now, this monster... actually sent that sword that could threaten its existence to who knows where!

At that moment, a sliver of hope even crossed Goetia's mind—without this sword, the opponent's strength should be greatly reduced!

But reality slapped him hard in the face!

Having lost that sword, Xiling seemed to have been freed from some kind of shackles! He became even more... berserk!

His magic seemed inexhaustible, and instead, it continued to surge wildly during the battle! What horrified him even more was—

The other party's magic is being stolen!

In an extremely domineering and unreasonable manner, they are forcibly encroaching on the Temple of Time! The control of the Temple of Time belonging to Goetia is being forcibly seized by them!

The other side has already seized control of half of the temple!

half!

what does this mean?

This means that once the other party completely controls the temple, Goetia will lose his greatest reliance and the foundation of his immortality! At that time, the other party won't even need that sword to eliminate him!

We must! We must kill him before he completely seizes the temple!

But... is that even possible?

Goetia wanted to say he could do it, but his wisdom told him he couldn't; if he could, he would have done it long ago.

That white figure was definitely not human!

monster!

An absolutely incomprehensible monster!

"What are you thinking?!" Xiling's voice rang out! In a flash, several demonic pillars that had tried to surround him exploded into a rain of blood! He appeared above Goetia as if by teleportation, raised his right foot high, and with immense force, slammed it down on Goetia's head below!

Goetia raised his hand and unleashed a close-range beam of light upwards!

But, it’s useless!

Without pausing for a moment, Xiling's right foot sliced ​​through the massive beam of light as easily as cutting tofu! With unstoppable force, it slammed heavily onto Goetia's head!

boom--! ! !

Like a watermelon being smashed by a ten-thousand-ton hammer! Goetia's entire head, along with most of his upper body, exploded like a dazzling, blood-red firework!

The power of the Demon God Pillar surged once more, and its shattered body instantly regenerated!

However, he had just taken shape, and his vision was not even fully clear yet—

Two swords materialized once again in Xiling's hands!

cut!

cut! cut! cut! cut! cut!

Heavy storm!

The world that Goetia could perceive was instantly filled with countless sword lights that tore everything apart!

There's no chance to block, no room to dodge!

In an instant, Goetia's newly restored human form was completely shredded by those two swords!

Just as Xiling was about to unleash a burst of light on these flesh and blood remnants!

boom! boom! boom! boom!

Several thick demonic pillars suddenly burst forth from the ground around Xiling, slamming into him! The powerful impact sent him flying!

But the next second!

The Demon God Pillar exploded instantly!

"Tsk!" Xiling adjusted her body in mid-air and glanced at the spot where Goetia had just been—the pile of flesh and blood had vanished without a trace!

Through her magical perception, Xiling slowly turned her head and cast her gaze upon the throne that once belonged to Goetia, now reduced to rubble, and there stood Goetia's figure above it.

Xiling spread her hands, her tone as casual as if she were discussing the weather, "Still thinking about your throne? It's shattered into pieces, and strictly speaking, it's mine now."

After all, Xiling's invasion began right from the throne! He used it as a base to erode the entire temple!

"So get off my throne."

Goetia ignored Xiling's teasing words.

Instead, it was one of utmost seriousness, doubt, and questioning.