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Is...is it over?

The Leitanians on the other warships had forgotten to react; they had never imagined that their proud defenses would be breached in such a way.

When they came to their senses, they were thrown into utter panic, for the losses had exceeded their wildest imaginations.

These two dreadnoughts are Lord Franz's most beloved warships, and in the current situation, even if Kazdel City were to be brought back, they would still be punished.

The recent shock had driven their morale to rock bottom, and fear loomed over everyone like a shadow.

"Hurry...hurry! Form a new formation, don't let the Golden Melody stop."

When Evan Derek's urgent shouts suddenly rang out in the communications, it was like heavenly music to their ears. As if they had found their backbone, they rushed to their respective posts in a flurry of activity.

……

At this moment, the army led by Ducarre was the first to join the battle.

The discordant resonance of the Golden Melody, coupled with the lack of support from the dreadnought's firepower, made Ducarre feel as if this was their royal court's home ground.

Using the spacetime power contained within the giant beast's skeleton, he precisely located and teleported his troops, along with the Pardoners and the Netherworld, directly to a nearby gunboat.

In an instant, a large group of Sarkaz appeared on the deck of the gunboat. Before the Leitanian soldiers on lookout could even understand what was happening, they had already become food for the Blood Demon.

After the shapeshifters figured out the general structure and pathways of the warship, Theresa informed each leader of the royal court through the Black Crown, and the leaders then passed the message down the chain of command.

The royal army, now appearing directly on the ships, were like deadly grim reapers, easily shattering the Leitanians' once-proud defenses.

Every Sarkaz warrior knows the general structure inside the warship, and they will execute any Letanians who try to hide one by one.

The infamous Blood Demons used their signature skills without restraint, listening to their victims' pleas for mercy without showing the slightest pity.

Because every Sarkaz person witnessed that horrific scene.

The Letanians bombarded the civilians of Kazdel with relentless artillery fire and billowing smoke, as if to drag the entire Kazdel into an endless abyss of darkness.

Even if it was just an illusion created by the banshee through a massive witchcraft altar.

Every Sarkaz person knew in their heart that if what they had seen had not been an illusion but a real situation, they would have also opened fire on these innocent people without hesitation.

Just as His Highness Shen Lin said, they are the devils, they are the despicable creatures!

Ducarre did not participate in the massacre.

He charged straight toward Kazdel, which was still burning with flames, hoping to find Shen Lin.

Although this succubus was young, she had already given him too many surprises.

With Ducarre around, he was confident that Shen Lin would not die, and if necessary, he would also give him his special blessing.

But at that moment, just as Ducarre was about to leap toward Kazdel, the boiling blood in his veins suddenly stopped, and he looked back.

The magnificent melody that all Sarkaz loathed resounded once more at this moment.

As the melody played, the surrounding air seemed to be controlled by a mysterious force, becoming thick and oppressive.

The resonance of the golden melody was completed once again at this moment!

Apart from one gunboat that they were currently capturing, there were two dreadnoughts that were no longer able to participate in the resonance.

Leitania's fleet still consists of a regular fleet of ten high-speed warships.

But this only made Ducarre frown slightly. In his opinion, apart from those two big ships, these ants were still ants no matter how much they struggled. However, this might require some of his effort.

Not only that, the main gun of the dreadnought that was not directly hit by Kazdel suddenly and abruptly gathered a burst of energy.

It was aimed directly at the Sarkaz army, led by Theresis, which was charging in this direction.

Ducarre's eyes narrowed instantly. He wanted to stop it, but he had far too little time.

Even if a dreadnought is broken into three pieces and can no longer move, this war behemoth still retains its ability to unleash its fury.

Although Theresis couldn't wait to rush to the main battlefield, he felt a chill run down his spine when the huge cannon was aimed in his direction.

He glanced behind him at the vast Sarkaz army composed of Goliaths, and knew it was too late to scatter now.

"Everyone! Get behind me!"

A flash of cold light seemed to illuminate the night as Theresis drew his sword. He stood in front of all the Sarkaz, ready to use his sword to cut a path for the Sarkaz behind him.

Just as Theresis and his Sarkaz were hesitating under the cannon barrel, a giant hand engulfed in raging flames suddenly emerged from the depths of hell, carrying immense force, and firmly grasped the dreadnought's thick cannon barrel.

In an instant, the surrounding air seemed to be squeezed by an invisible force, emitting a heart-palpitating "hissing" sound.

With a deafening roar, the massive cannon barrel was snapped in two, and the energy contained within it instantly dissipated!

This sudden turn of events was like a thunderbolt, instantly shattering everyone's understanding and leaving everyone present stunned and speechless, their eyes filled with disbelief.

At this moment, even the seasoned Blood Demon Lord Ducarre could not hide the deep shock on his face.

His eyes widened instantly. Without thinking, he quickly dodged away like a swift bat, leaping rapidly backward.

The instant his feet left the ground, a raging sea of ​​fire completely engulfed the spot where he had just stood. The raging flames, with their destructive power, spread rampantly, devouring everything in their path.

The flames seemed to possess life and will, raging wildly across this steel city. They melted parts of the dreadnoughts and Kazdel's steel into molten iron, which, under the control of a single will, were then reshaped.

The sky, illuminated by this terrifying flame, seemed to be painted with a strange pigment from the abyss, turning a shocking scarlet red.

The color, like blood flowing freely in the night sky, exuded a chilling aura that made everyone who witnessed it tremble.

Kazdel, engulfed in flames, rose up—an incomparably majestic giant of fire.

A black crown slowly appeared above his head.

Chapter Forty-Three: Right...right?

Shen Lin's consciousness sank into an unknown space.

Within this void beyond the shackles of time, all things in the world are shrouded in chaos, and the hands of time have stopped swinging, losing their original meaning.

Here he glimpsed the countless stars within his body, stars that had been motionless before now seeming to awaken.

They are like greedy beasts, rampaging through this boundless river, frantically absorbing endless energy.

The brilliant starlight, which had flowed for hundreds of millions of years and absorbed a massive amount of energy, finally shone brightly in the very center of the long river, like a long-hidden pearl.

This glimmer of light, like the first rays of dawn, carries the hope of new life and a mysterious aura, slowly spreading through this chaos.

Before long, the faint light gradually gathered and transformed into a blazing fireball, like the first spark at the beginning of the universe, releasing endless light and heat, illuminating this chaotic world.

The instant the fireball appeared, a majestic and powerful force quietly descended.

The other stars were involuntarily drawn one by one by an invisible force, and began to revolve eternally around this newborn giant star, as if performing the grandest dance in the universe.

At this moment, Shen Lin's body seemed to break free from some mysterious constraints, and a wondrous change swept over him like a surging tide.

His skin glowed with a faint silver light, as if it had been baptized by the radiance of the stars. These glows intertwined and collided, bursting forth with strange energy fluctuations.

Shen Lin's eyes also underwent a dramatic transformation. The original color of his eyes was gradually replaced by a deep, dark black.

Deep within his eyes, a bright star core slowly emerged, its light as dazzling as a newborn sun, constantly radiating a magnificent pressure.

Shen Lin felt as if his consciousness had established a wonderful connection with the surrounding space. He could perceive every tiny energy flow in the air, just as he could hear the whisper of the wind and feel the breath of all things.

And at that moment, he felt the call of the stars.

Guided by the stars, Shen Lin's consciousness pushed open a long-sealed door and stepped into a mysterious, white space.

Several imposing figures stood here, motionless, like majestic statues, untouched by the passage of time.

The Far Chaser, Godu, Barsa, Quilon, Elish...

Shen Lin saw all the Sarkaz who had received the crown and then vanished; their consciousness had returned to the multitude of souls, and at this moment, most of their consciousnesses were casting benevolent waves toward him.

As a result, countless fluorescent lights converged above his head, and a black crown slowly emerged above his head.

At this moment, even Shen Lin himself was surprised. Before he could figure out what was going on, a voice interrupted his thoughts.

"wake……"

The ethereal voice lingered in his mind, and when Shen Lin heard those words, his gaze suddenly went blank.

This is not the voice of any demon lord, nor is it the language of Nasarkaz.

This was the language he knew before he transmigrated; it was etched in his mind and flowed in his blood—a sense of familiarity.

With Shen Lin's focused attention, he finally heard clearly what the voice was murmuring.

“Awaken... Anana.”

When he heard those words clearly, and before he could say anything more, his consciousness was instantly pulled away from that pristine white space.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in an empty world. In the pitch black surroundings, the only thing Shen Lin could sense was his own existence.

【∑(°口°?) Host?! How did you find your way here?! !!!】

At that moment, a voice filled with extreme surprise suddenly rang in Shen Lin's mind. He frowned slightly, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, like ripples on a calm lake.

He slowly turned around and saw a small ball of light bouncing around behind him.

The little ball of light was incredibly cute, with a touch of adorable clumsiness that made it impossible not to like it. Shen Lin, almost as if possessed, reached out and gently poked the little ball of light.

【Waaaaah!! Host, please don't poke me like that!!!】

The little ball of light suddenly jumped back, as if it had been greatly wronged, its voice carrying a hint of reproach.

"What's going on here?"

Shen Lin's dark eyes swept around, and he asked with a serious expression.

He couldn't sense any energy in this place.

[This is a simulator space. Under normal circumstances, it's impossible to enter unless your power has reached an unimaginable level.]

The little ball of light floated up and down in mid-air as it slowly explained, its tone full of disbelief, as if it were telling a fantastical tale.

[Wait... Could it be that you, host...]

The little ball of light seemed to suddenly realize something, and its voice stopped abruptly, as if an invisible hand had choked it. Then, its voice became tearful.

[Waaaaah!! Host, I've finally managed to get in touch with you! You were driving me crazy!]

The small ball of light quickly drifted towards Shen Lin, like a little bird returning to its nest, circling around him and even flying to his face to gently rub against him.

[Host, please complete the main quest! I'll do anything for you!]

If the mission isn't completed, Watashi...

"Stop, stop, stop! Don't say any more. I still don't understand what's going on."

"What main quest?"

The little ball of light immediately bounced over and stuck to him, like a chattering child, and began to complain to Shen Lin about everything.

As the system narrated, Shen Lin's expression gradually stiffened, his eyes filled with disbelief, as if he had heard an absurd story.

"System, you mean... this mission is completed simply by seducing beautiful girls?"

Shen Lin stared intently at the small ball of light, his gaze scrutinizing it as if he were examining a precious yet suspicious treasure.

[That’s right! ]

The small orb of light flashed rapidly, its tone urgent yet firm, like a light bulb about to short-circuit.

"The previous hints were all due to your accident, which caused me to misunderstand. So now you're planning to make me go back to conquering the beautiful girls?"

Shen Lin's voice unconsciously rose a few decibels, his face filled with helplessness and dissatisfaction, like a pitiful person being toyed with by fate.

"Is this... right... right?"

Yes, yes, yes, yes!!!

The little ball of light jumped even higher with excitement. It felt incredibly bittersweet that its feelings had finally reached the other person's mind. At that moment, it seemed as if it was about to burst into tears.

Hiss

At that moment, Shen Lin felt a wave of dizziness. He slowly raised his hand, held his forehead, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down.

He carefully reviewed every word the system had just said, and his gaze suddenly sharpened as if he had discovered a glimmer of light in the darkness.

"Wait... System, no, no, no!!"

Shen Lin suddenly raised his head, his eyes revealing a sharp glint, like the dawn breaking through the darkness. He crossed his arms and looked serious.

"Do I have more or less points than your previous two hosts?"

[There are plenty, host!]