Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

The girl raised the corners of her lips, a playful expression appearing on her small face.

"This body is very young, so the Holy Sword Master can do whatever he wants to it..."

"Puff puff puff!"

Five jet-black feathered swords shot out from the snake's wings, the teasing abruptly stopped, a beautiful head rolled off a snow-white neck, snow-white limbs were cut off from the torso, and only a bare torso remained in the center.

"Tsk tsk, that's really rough. I didn't know you had such heavy tastes..."

The head lying on the sand showed no anger, blinking its ruby-like eyes, a strong sense of wicked amusement on its face, offering a mocking reminder.

"So, which part do you want to try first? Hurry up, or I'll have to heal..."

He paused, his smile vanished, and he stared in astonishment at his separated torso and limbs.

A golden light spread across the smooth cuts, severing the connection between the limbs.

As the shimmering golden characters came into view, a sense of familiarity surfaced in her mind, and Francesca's expression changed slightly.

Fragments of the Holy Lance!

The anchoring law above, which locks in the power of all things, can precisely restrain the power within her that originates from the Book of R'lyeh.

But the surprise on Francesca's face lasted only a moment before it was replaced by mockery.

"So what? You can't kill me!"

The Great Old Ones, as embodiments of the chaotic nature of the universe, are virtually impossible to completely destroy.

Even with the power of the Holy Lance, it's the same.

Otherwise, the Lord of R'lyeh, who had only met this Star Sword Wielder twice, would have been eliminated long ago.

"Kill you? No, you will live, live forever..."

Samael shook his head slightly, his right hand outstretched, and the fragments of the Holy Lance that had been injected into Francesca's body automatically reassembled and reformed under the guidance of divine power, transforming into a metal ring that fastened to the cuts on each limb.

In an instant, the girl, divided into six pieces, resembled a doll that had been disassembled evenly, with each part perfectly preserved.

There was no damage whatsoever, no pain whatsoever, and not even the slightest sluggishness in their ability to communicate.

However, Francesca's expression was more unpleasant than ever before.

No defects mean no need to heal;

No pain means no need to fight;

Interactive perception means that the body remains intact in another sense.

In other words, she can only maintain the status quo and continue to live as a part of the system.

Live forever...

Francesca, recalling the announcement that had just been made, could no longer maintain her composure, and her expression became filled with terror.

"Bastards! What are you going to do to my body?!"

Samael opened his eyes, glanced sideways at the creature that seemed to want to jump up and bite his head, and spoke calmly to the four Apocalypse Knights.

"Leave your head behind, and take the rest of your belongings."

"As you command, my lord!"

The four Apocalypse Knights bowed their heads and accepted the order. They sealed Francesca's two arms, two thighs, and a torso in boxes, then mounted their warhorses of different colors and rode away.

"Stop! Stop right there!"

Francesca went berserk as the four Apocalypse Knights, carrying her body parts, disappeared into the mist.

But clearly, the Knights of the Apocalypse, commissioned by the Son of Man to be in charge of the Last Judgment, will not heed the accusations of the victims.

Francesca, with only her head remaining on the sand, could only watch helplessly as the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse disappeared into the mist.

Excessive!

Treating a girl like this is just too much...

Realizing her bleak future, Francesca was overcome with sorrow, her nose tingled, and a string of small pearls fell from her eyes.

Even with the legacy of the demon god Baal, the title of the prime minister of hell, and the fact that she stole a portion of the immortality of the Lord of R'lyeh, the newly reborn Francesca is, in the end, still just a teenage girl.

An independent and brand-new personality that has experienced destruction and rebirth.

Faced with a true demon, the proud little imp can only weep and wail.

"Gu, kill me!"

Francesca's resolute words surprisingly carried a hint of pleading.

Once she experiences true death, her body can be reshaped, completely freeing her from being dismantled into parts.

"What's the rush? Didn't you want to see the final act?"

Samael slightly raised his hand, gathering sand into a tower, then bent down and picked up Francesca's head, placing the beautiful head at the top where he could see best.

"I've saved you a good spot."

With no hope of escape, Francesca gazed at the magnificent yet eerie crystal world before her, inhaling the lingering scent of blood and fire around her, trying to calm the grief and anger in her heart. Her flickering eyes seemed to rekindle hope.

"Even if you trap me now, what can you do? This planet is still destined for destruction, and once you are defeated, I will be free sooner or later!"

Now that they had no more worries, the two figures on the field shattered the surrounding crystals and arrived behind Samael.

Fujimura Taiga glanced at the trembling crystal cocoon, then turned to Francesca's head, mocking her with schadenfreude.

"Hmph, even that big guy Wilpa was defeated, so what's a mere giant spider? At worst, it'll just take some more effort and time! Right, Samael~!"

As he spoke, the optimistic leopard patted Samael heavily on the shoulder, a proud and smug look spreading across his face.

Meanwhile, Olga Marie, who had automatically transformed into her alien god form in the critical moment, thought of the inhumane gang fight in Chaldea, moved her cherry lips, but ultimately remained silent with a dark face.

Although I hate to admit it, I have to say that the life force this planet has nurtured is ridiculously tenacious.

"Heh, do you really think you only have Ort to deal with?"

Francesca, atop the Sand Tower, gave a chilling laugh as she looked up at the sky filled with leaden-gray clouds.

"The holy lance that anchored the world has been destroyed, the final door has been opened, and the real apocalypse is about to begin."

—A twilight created by humans for gods!

—Boom—!

A dull thud echoed across the sky, tearing open a gap thousands of kilometers in diameter in the thick clouds. Several meteors, trailing long fiery tails, plummeted from the vast void towards all corners of the globe.

The aura of predators standing atop the planet spread out, sending a chill down the spines of humans, heroes, and gods alike.

That fear originates from the biological genes.

UO!

Subconsciously, a terrifying thought arises in the mind of every life on Earth.

At this very moment, those extraterrestrial visitors also revealed their ferocious forms amidst the explosions and surging shockwaves.

South America.

A carnivorous plant, about a kilometer long, is rooted in the earth, with branches and leaves spreading out. It has a pair of huge trees on its back, making it resemble a fish. However, because it is hidden in the sea of ​​clouds, its shape cannot be accurately recorded.

Hundreds of millions of spores were dispersed by the wind, automatically wriggling and transforming in the air, turning into life forms with the appearance of angels, and scattering to cities everywhere.

They have humanoid appearances and graceful wings on their backs, and once you come into contact with them, your life will be assimilated and absorbed.

These "angels" are clearly invasive forest bed plants dispersed by trees as predation terminals. Their arrival on the ground alive signifies the end of the existing ecosystem.

Because of its parasitic and phagocytic nature, it can even "absorb" the "concepts" of humans and other species.

Europe, the western part of the continent.

A pure black giant, with a form extremely similar to a human and a length of tens of kilometers, stood atop a ruin. Wherever it passed, cities turned to rubble and the earth became scorched earth.

Its true form is a collection of black photon gas, theoretically capable of expanding to infinity. At the center of this gas is a core, whose physical nature is unknown and can only be described as simulating the sun. Its body, the photon gas, appears to be emitted from this object.

"Boom boom boom!"

Countless missiles, artillery shells, and fighter jet formations rained down fire on the monster, but they could only slow it down; even when they repelled it, they did not cause any real damage.

It seems that this monster has no concept of damage.

However, human steel machinery and flesh and blood bodies obviously cannot withstand such powerful high temperatures and magical impacts.

Thousands of lives fell like harvested wheat.

However, even if one falls, many more lives will fill the void, because they have nowhere else to retreat; this is their homeland, their country.

West Asia.

Stretching three kilometers in length, the cross-shaped structure stands tall in the desert.

Its outer skin is formed of luminescent minerals and has no patterns. This cross-shaped flying object can pour rain of light down from its body onto the ground.

The essence of rain is a cross-shaped electromagnetic shock about one meter in diameter, which explodes and disperses upon contact with the ground, annihilating surrounding life. There are other types of cross-shaped light, which can penetrate the earth's surface directly, inducing earthquakes and destroying the earth itself, the very habitat of life. Countless crosses piercing the earth's surface resemble tombstones laid out across a desolate wasteland.

Jerusalem, once a city, is now in ruins. The walls built along the border have collapsed, burying countless lives, regardless of race, age, or nationality.

Africa……

Antarctica...

Oceania...

A total of six similar super-large unidentified life forms have been discovered.

The enormous hole above resembled a ripped wound. Beyond the gray sea of ​​clouds, instead of blue, unfolded a red sky, with umbrella-shaped clouds layering over the earth.

This is not caused by air pollution, but by the blood spilled by UOs and the special substances they release.

They are automatically modifying the planet's environment, and incidentally eliminating the parasites that infest the surface one by one.

In this crimson sky, six UOs from another planet stretched out their limbs, like ancient gods awakening, proclaiming the end of civilization on this planet.

"Crack!"

At the same time, the crystal covering the entire Snowfield City shattered, and the golden sunrise, the black of the night sky, and the mixed colors of the stars were reflected in everyone's eyes.

A humanoid life form hatches from the cocoon. Its surface is like a smooth, golden seashell, the black parts resemble the antennae of a plum blossom, and the wrinkled parts look like special effects clothing. The green eyes represent the night sky and nebulae, and the back is like a solar wind blowing out from various parts like jets. The arms have five fingers, a rough imitation of humans, and tentacles extend from within.

The first Star Descendant, the Great Spider Olt, has been reborn!

Chapter 84 The time has come to crown all things, and with this, all things will be restored!

The court is now in session!

By absorbing the data of two fictional heroic spirits, it evolved into a humanoid giant spider named Ort, whose compound eyes, gleaming with golden-green gems, proudly made its judgment.

—Civilization ends here, and the planet shall perish!

At the same time, two arms covered with spikes and blades crossed and swung down, a dazzling beam of golden light shot into the sky, forming a colorful corona in the intense friction with the atmosphere. The surging proton-proton chain reaction around it stirred up a fierce solar storm, unleashing its world-destroying power towards the organic life form in front of it.

The golden-green sea of ​​light almost instantly engulfed the small sand dune.

"three minutes……"

The slow sound defied the laws of light and resonated clearly all around.

"Tachyon Jail!"

The alien god roared and soared into the air, unleashing his superhuman powers. By manipulating ether particles, he not only made his movements faster than time itself, but also released a gravitational field with the properties of a black hole.

It was a trap from which even light could not escape.

"Crack——!"

In an instant, a continuous cracking sound swept around, and the sky and the earth were like mirrors that had been smashed on the ground, full of cracks that could not bear the weight.

"Glory, now!"

A slender, pale hand descended gracefully, and the shattered Holy Lance coalesced and reshaped, transforming into wedges of light anchored between the sky and the earth, isolating this terrifying battlefield from the outside world.

But after shedding its bulky appearance, the giant spider Ort's reaction speed improved dramatically. With a single punch, countless golden-green crystals filled the entire space, shooting towards the falling wedge of light.

"First Sun Xibalba!"

A black sun loomed in the sky, and the black light of death transformed into inky smoke that spread out, swallowing the wildly growing sea of ​​crystal trees into the dead world called "Miktlampa".

"Don't underestimate a leopard, you bastard!"