The Villain Saint is my secondary account

Ye Xiao curled the corners of his mouth, gripped his long sword at an angle, and slowly began to walk around the battlefield.

"But since you've said that, then I suppose you're already prepared to die here?"

"I should be the one saying this to you."

Tanya stopped, her gaze fixed on Ye Xiao's figure, gripped her longsword tightly, and assumed a fighting stance.

"Apostle of the witch, welcome here to the end of your master's endless cycle of reincarnation."

The biting sandstorm swept over the wall with a sharp whistle, and the rumble of thunder made the clamor of hundreds of thousands of soldiers fighting below seem like distant echoes.

The two held their breath, their killing intent growing stronger. In the desolate world, they could only see each other's lonely figures.

"Boom"

A thunderbolt struck precisely between the two, as if signaling the start of a battle, and Ye Xiao and Tania vanished from their spot.

The saintess's sword flashed with light, and the compressed magic released a dazzling white light in the dark world.

Ye Xiao's blade, wreathed in black flames, also pierced the air, its dark blade, more intense than the night, flashing like black lightning to meet the sword light.

One in black, one in white, their figures crossed paths in that instant, moving so fast that the sand and gravel they kicked up remained around them.

Everything in the world became blurred and indistinct, except for the pair of intersecting swords that were clearly visible.

Immediately afterwards, the ripples from the collision spread outwards, and the convergence of black and white forces, like the collision of stars, triggered a violent impact that shattered the wall beneath their feet.

As the wind and sand rose and dust filled the air, the two figures separated once more. However, before the echoes of their previous duel had faded, the clear clang of metal clashing rang out again.

The two moved with lightning speed, their figures blurring through the ravaged, dilapidated walls, creating a trail of afterimages and the impacts of their clashing forces.

The single wing that Tanya grew from the Holy Light seemed to greatly enhance her speed. During the exchange, Ye Xiao was also recalling this Holy Light spell, which seemed vaguely familiar.

Ye Xiao quickly remembered that the former Holy Lord, Helios, had displayed the power of the Four-Winged Holy Light Divine Art during his duel with Ella when he was being controlled by the head of the Rossia family.

This is the highest-level blessing spell in the Holy Light Divine Arts, Wings of Revelation. However, as far as Ye Xiao knows, the level of this divine art is either the two wings manifested at the Transcendent level, or the four wings manifested at the Saint level.

What kind of strange variant is a one-winged creature with only one side?

Of course, Ye Xiao stopped exploring his thoughts and instead wondered if there was any trickery involved in breaking through the opponent's moves.

The two fought fiercely and were evenly matched for a time. Even the towering outer walls of Shazhou Fortress were already overwhelmed and riddled with holes and gaps.

If it weren't for Greta and Encia joining forces to suppress the Duchy's allied forces and protect the base, this vast wall, as expansive as a mountain, would probably have collapsed.

While Ye Xiao and Tania were still locked in combat, the four giant elephants in the distance finally caught up with Ella's figure.

Countless lightning bolts, divine light, and storms intertwined to form a net that could not be escaped even with spatial magic.

The lightning bolt, thicker than a dragon's, struck the tiny figure squarely. Aila, momentarily paralyzed by the electric current in mid-air, could no longer dodge the subsequent massive fist that slammed down like a mountain.

Chris, the Titan of the Old Gods once known for his strength, clenched his fists and slammed them down with all his might on the falling body of the girl, causing the ground of the entire Western Frontier to tremble.

"boom--"

The entire vast desert seemed to be shaken and bounced like grains of rice on a sieve, and the impact, which spread for hundreds and thousands of miles, caused soldiers on the battlefield to fall like harvested wheat.

But this was not the end. Hyperion raised his hands and drew all the lightning that filled the sky into his huge palms.

Millions of bolts of lightning, like dragons weaving through an endless sea of ​​clouds, densely packed and moving between Hyperion's hands, transformed into a lightning spear.

The Loren soldiers, lying on their backs, stared wide-eyed at the magnificent spectacle they had only ever seen in ancient myths. The overwhelming sense of oppression and shock left their minds blank.

...Is this the power of the gods?

Is this what we're trying to fight against?

The vast expanse of lightning that had transformed into white light now resembled less of a spear and more of a meteorite with a sharp end, held in the hands of a colossal Titan.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, the soldiers might never have been able to imagine such a magnificent sight, which can only be described as spectacular.

Chris withdrew his hand, while Hyperion looked down at Ella, who was covered in wounds and kneeling in the pit, and let out a cold snort.

"World-destroying witch, the nightmare you've brought to this world must end."

Chapter Sixty-Three: The Flower of the Abyss

Hyperion's powerful voice echoed across the sky, and then he slammed the lightning bolt in his hand down fiercely.

Time seemed to stop the moment the lightning touched the ground, and all things in the world were frozen in that instant.

Only the overflowing white light slowly expanded, like a sun rising from the ground, illuminating the entire desert in an instant.

Then, the sun suddenly exploded, and the dazzling white light it emitted suddenly engulfed everything in the world.

Even decades later, when the veterans who survived the Western Frontier Campaign recall the scene, that overwhelming white light will remain their most unforgettable nightmare.

Even the most imaginative and embellished ballads sung by bards cannot capture even a fraction of the awe-inspiring experience of being there in person.

Returning to that magnificent battlefield, the confrontation between Ye Xiao and Tania on the wall was also interrupted by the overwhelming power created by the gods.

Ye Xiao couldn't help but close his eyes, because the glow rising in the distance was too dazzling.

All the previous noise vanished at this moment, leaving only the sharp buzzing sound of tinnitus in my ears.

"dumb--"

Then came a surging shockwave, even more violent than a tangible ocean wave, which swept over Ye Xiao's body, threatening to blow him off the high wall like a falling leaf.

He had no choice but to plunge his long sword deep into the ground, using all his strength to steady himself.

He didn't know if Tanya on the other side was the same, because even when he squinted, his vision was completely covered by light and he couldn't see anything.

He was still at the castle, about 30 miles from the epicenter of the explosion.

One second, two seconds... Ye Xiao couldn't sense how long that immense impact lasted; he only felt that being in it was an incredibly long time.

He didn't notice that the wall beneath his feet finally gave way, crumbling like weathered rocks in the turbulent air currents.

Ye Xiao's knife quickly lost its support, and then his entire body was pushed out of the air by the burst of air.

Like dust being swept into a washing machine, Ye Xiao had no idea how many random things he bumped into while uncontrollably tumbling in the wind.

Fortunately, his consciousness is still relatively strong.

After a while, until the storm subsided, Ye Xiao, covered in wounds, got up from the ground, his retina still showing the afterimage of the blinding white light.

The world fell silent for a moment, with only the soft sound of the strong wind in one's ears.

Looking around, all that remained of the outer wall was a pile of rubble. In the vast desert, hundreds of thousands of soldiers were buried under the yellow sand.

However, most of them were just momentarily dizzy and were staggering as they got up from the ground.

Of course, this is not because the Titans have any pity for humanity, but because the power of divine magic ultimately has to be concentrated on the main target, and the overflowing energy and impact are just uncontrollable manifestations.

In addition, at the moment of the explosion, Greta and Encia worked together to erect a defensive barrier covering a small part of the battlefield. It was difficult for the demon god who only knew how to cause destruction to overdraw his divine power to release protection, but Greta knew that this was definitely something Ye Xiao would want her to do.

Therefore, the one that suffered the most damage was the center surrounded by the four giant elephants, and now the ground there has become a bottomless pit.

The air, dispersed by electricity, emitted a smell reminiscent of corroded metal, and the crystallized sand on the scorching pit walls appeared a deep red.

As for the bottom of the deep pit, there was no longer any life.

"Is it resolved?"

Chris staggered towards the edge of the pit, breaking up a large cloud of gunpowder smoke, and stared at the bottom of the hole with Hyperion.

The damage they suffered was actually not small either; the counterattack that Ella launched while dodging the divine spell was enough to leave the four giant elephants riddled with craters.

"certainly,"

Hyperion straightened up. "It's all over."

"it's all over."

At the same time, Ye Xiao also heard Tanya's voice.

He turned his head and saw the blonde girl appear in the dust and smoke not far away.

The opponent was also in poor condition; his armor and cloak were tattered, but he gripped his longsword tightly, and his deep blue eyes shone with unwavering determination.

"Your witch mistress is dead."

Ye Xiao looked down at the black flames on his arm that were gradually fading; the divine power he had borrowed from Ella was indeed waning.

"I know you still have the means to resurrect her, but rest assured, the Duchy will not give you that chance."

As Tania spoke, holy light once again emanated from her body. "None of her followers' duchies will be spared, from Loren to the Holy City, and even the Kingdom of Valen. There may be victims among you who have been bewitched, but to eliminate her, you cannot risk leaving any future trouble. This is your fate."

However, Ye Xiao only scoffed after hearing this.

Do you know what your words reminded me of?

He said, "Before the exam results were even released, I was already fantasizing about which university I would go to. I would grab anyone on the street and start vividly describing my dream."

"As your examiner, I must first express my regret for your mental state. As for your score..."

Ye Xiao raised a little finger, "You're still a long way from passing."

"boom"

With a deafening roar, a gigantic tentacle suddenly shot into the sky from the distant horizon.

It was a complex woven from countless tentacles, resembling a colossal pillar rising from the ends of the earth.

"What is that?!"

Titanis, who was closest, spoke in astonishment. He saw the giant tentacles that pierced straight through the hole and reached into the clouds, several times larger than him. For the first time, his powerful voice revealed surprise.

The leader, Hyperion, reacted even faster, his eyes wide with rage, and two thick bolts of lightning swept directly onto the outer skin of the tentacle.

The violent electric current instantly melted away large swaths of its flesh, and its large tentacles twitched wildly before bursting open like a boil.

But the explosion didn't produce fireworks; instead, it resembled a blooming flower bud, giving rise to a black sphere amidst crackling electric sparks.

Like a rising black sun, its countless wriggling tentacles, radiating black light from its surface, simultaneously surged outwards and entangled the massive bodies of the four giant elephants.

The sky suddenly darkened, and then a crimson curtain slowly descended into the night, staining everything in sight with blood.

The soldiers on the ground looked up in bewilderment, as if sensing something, only to see that the full moon that had parted the dark clouds had turned into a bewitching crimson, as if blood had been drawn.

The air was thick with the stench of decay. Although the environment still retained the warmth of the divine thunder's explosion, a chill crept up the spine of everyone on the battlefield.

Hyperion struggled to tear at the black tentacles clinging to his body, when he heard a soft, melodious whisper, like that of a lark:

"Don't rush to end it, you remnants of the old gods... I am, after all, an evil god who brought about the end of the world. Having two phases isn't too much to ask, is it?"

As soon as the words were spoken, a scarlet eye suddenly opened at the center of the black sun.

Chapter Sixty-Four: The Black Titan

"How can this be……!?"

Hyperion didn't have time to ponder why his divine thunder hadn't finished off Ella, because the terrifying force transmitted by the endless tentacles wrapped around his body almost tore his limbs apart.

He had no choice but to let out a roar, using his divine power to summon heavenly lightning to shatter all the tentacles on his body.

Lightning was a product he summoned with his authority. After wiping out the tentacles on his body, it attached itself to his massive body, acting like armor to continuously destroy any tentacles that grew afterward.

This allowed him to finally escape from the black tide, which was even larger than a tsunami. He then slashed out with his lightning-filled hands, freeing the Titans that were entangled on the left and right from their tentacles.

"elder brother……!!"

But Chris, who was right opposite him, was not so lucky. He screamed and, despite his towering height of several thousand meters, comparable to a mountain, he was completely swallowed up by the expanding black tide.

"open!!!"

Hyperion was furious. Even though the Titans were not the real Titans, wielding such a divine artifact still required them to part their own souls.

Being swallowed by something so foul and polluted would be an immense pain for the soul.

So he spread his arms, and the thunder and lightning in the world roared once again and gathered in his palms.

The blue runes engraved on his body lit up one by one, and Hyperion roared as he clasped his hands together, turning the gathered lightning into a torrent that surged onto the black sphere.

Amidst the flashes of lightning and thunder, a pale light once again filled most of the sky.

But this time, his divine magic was blocked by the vortex of tentacles that kept gathering. These evil flesh and blood were melted and then grew back, forcefully resisting the seemingly unstoppable fierce lightning.

Hyperion was about to infuse even more divine power when he caught a glimpse of a tentacle suddenly extending from the top of the black sun.

The tentacle pointed at his head, and its tip suddenly lit up with a crimson light.

not good!