Translated by: Novellise
"It's time for all this to end."
Eamon's gaze was cold and indifferent, devoid of emotion.
His deep, pitch-black eyes were like an abyss that seemed to reach into infinity.
With a single look, he could inspire a deep fear that came from the very depths of the soul!
When he rose from the coffin, even the heavens and the earth trembled and mourned!
At that moment, Eamon awoke,
Luyuan seemed to sense something and looked in the direction of the royal tomb.
In his perception,
Eamon stood there like a bottomless black hole, capable of consuming all life and energy around it.
Leaving only pure darkness in its wake!
Black mist surrounded Eamon, with dense darkness emanating from him at the centre and spreading rapidly in all directions.
The sky, once bright with the sun hanging high, was now obscured by the black mist, dark and dim to the point where one could not see one's own hand.
All the undead skeletons enveloped by the black mist had their blood-coloured soul fires in their eye sockets extinguished without warning, and fell to the ground.
Royal gryphons and frostbone dragons seemed to be drained of all power and vitality, falling from the sky one by one.
Wherever the black mist passed, only death and destruction remained.
At that moment,
Neither the Legion of Doom nor the Grand Army of the Holy Light could escape unscathed.
They fell like wheat at harvest, with no resistance whatsoever!
Even the cataclysm demon Bimon, powerful enough to tear dragons apart with his bare hands, could only let out a desperate and terrifying roar.
And then,
His mountainous body crashed to the ground, leaving nothing but a pile of white bones!
To witness such a bizarre scene,
Everyone's hair stood on end as they felt an unprecedented sense of life and death crisis.
Luyuan's mood was also heavy.
For the undead skeletons and the Imperial Army were not simply experiencing death.
They seemed to have been deprived of the right to live and the right to exist by Eamon in some unfathomable way!
This unimaginable method was beyond the comprehension of ordinary men, far more powerful than any magic or forbidden curse.
After all, casting forbidden curses still required chanting.
But Eamon could simply use his thoughts to wipe all creatures from the world!
This also meant that
Eamon was quickly undermining the will of the magical world and gaining a measure of authority.
When the Black Mist spread throughout the magical world, he would become the master of the entire world!
"Wuuu, I don't want to die!"
"Great Ancestor, I am your direct descendant!"
King Louis XIX was terrified, kneeling on the ground and weeping bitterly.
Unfortunately,
Eamon remained indifferent, completely ignoring his pleas.
As the black mist passed,
The next moment,
King Louis XIX's fat and bloated body turned to dust and disappeared, leaving only a pile of white bones.
"Run! Run quickly!"
"His Majesty has gone mad, he wants to kill everyone!"
All the nobles and officials were terrified, screaming and running towards the outskirts of the Imperial City.
However, their escape speed was far behind the speed at which the black mist spread.
Soon,
Millions of Imperial subjects were swallowed by the black mist, and the ground was covered with countless white bones.
The entire Holy Light Imperial City had also turned into a dead city!
Outside the Holy Light Imperial City,
As they watched the city plunge into darkness, Bloodaxe Tanserk and Princess Isata, along with others, were still in shock, with lingering fear in their hearts.
They had already rushed to the Sacred Light Palace, a stone's throw from the Royal Tomb.
Thanks to the shaman-priest of the Orc tribe, who possessed a short-range teleportation magic.
Otherwise, King Louis XIX would have been their fate!
But still,
Many orcs and elves were permanently trapped within the Holy Light Imperial City.
"What the hell happened? Why has Eamon suddenly awoken?"
Bloodaxe Tanserk clenched the battle axe in his hand, visibly angry.
He was only one step away!
He could have personally chopped off King Louis XIX's head to avenge the Holy Light Empire!
"Endgame level of difficulty, supposedly no one has ever completed it."
"It seems we were destined for this outcome from the beginning."
Princess Isata sighed.
Compared to the treacherous battles in the main world, always on the knife's edge,
She preferred to live among the elvenkind, to lead a life free of worldly battles.
However, the situation had gotten completely out of hand, and not even the Mother of the Forest, Beraysia, would be able to intervene.
"No, maybe we still have a glimmer of hope!"
Bloodaxe Tanserk looked at the Legion of Disaster, unwilling to give up so easily.
In his opinion,
Since the Undead Lord was favoured by the will of the heavens, he must have extraordinary abilities.
Perhaps he could suddenly surprise everyone and turn the tide?
But Luyuan wasn't going to be reckless.
Almost as soon as he saw Eamon, he turned and walked quickly away.
As they say, live to fight another day.
Only a fool would go toe-to-toe with Eamon.
Anyone with a keen eye could see that Eamon's power was beyond the comprehension of ordinary men.
Even the gods seemed like ants before him.
Despite absorbing a large amount of the world's essence, Luyuan's power was still greater than that of the gods.
However, compared to Eamon, he was only a slightly stronger ant.
As Luyuan hid all his breath and disguised himself as an ordinary skeleton, he mingled with the Legion of Catastrophe and tried to escape from the Holy Light Imperial City.
The next moment,
A mighty will suddenly descended from the sky and locked onto Luyuan's position.
"Are you the chosen representative of the will of the heavens and the will of the magical world?"
"In the fading magic world, you have managed to reach the level of a god. Your talent is truly remarkable."
Eamon's gaze seemed to penetrate people's hearts, instantly seeing through Luyuan's identity.
"Elder brother, you must have mistaken me. I'm just a poor, helpless little skeleton!"
Luyuan joked.
At the same time,
He discreetly grabbed the hilt of the [Wrath of Catastrophe] sword, preparing to seize the opportunity and strike Eamon unexpectedly.
However, when Eamon saw Luyuan's actions, he smiled scornfully.
Now that even the will of the magical world was struggling to protect itself, what could a mere weapon blessed by it do?
Though he despised Luyuan's strength, he wasn't foolish enough to risk himself.
Under Eamon's control,
A vast amount of black mist surged from all directions, engulfing Luyuan in an instant.
Seeing this scene,
Bloodaxe Tanserk, who still held out a glimmer of hope for the Legion of Doom, fell into utter despair.
Even the undead lord, favoured by the will of the heavens, was swallowed by the black mist.
Then who in the entire magical world could stop Eamon?
At that very moment,
A brilliant and dazzling divine light rose into the sky like a burning sun, piercing the darkness and illuminating the entire sky!
Every inch of Luyuan's body radiated a dazzling light, barely resisting the erosion of the black mist.
The divine light was holy and magnificent, giving Eamon a sense of familiarity.
He paused for a moment, then quickly realised.
Wasn't this the sacred light he himself had bestowed upon the Imperial Knights?
"You damned ant, you stole the essence of my world!"
Furious, Eamon felt a kind of unprecedented shame and humiliation.
This skeleton of lies
dared to use Eamon's own power to confront him?
Sensing Eamon's anger, the black mist converged on Luyuan again.
And what little World Essence Luyuan had painstakingly accumulated was quickly consumed by the black mist.
It wouldn't be long before it was completely depleted!
"What a mysterious power, capable of devouring even rays of light!"
"Is that madman Eamon controlling the Abyss Will?"
The bloody soul fire in Luyuan's hollow eye sockets flickered erratically, like a candle wick in the wind, ready to go out at any moment.
What is authority?
No rules, no place, every world will have its own rules and order.
With authority one could ignore rules and order and make an entire world work according to one's will.
God said let there be light, and there was light.
God said no one else could be more powerful than me, so no one else in this realm could become a god.
To have authority meant to be able to do anything, to control the destiny, life and death of all beings!
Two thousand years ago,
The weakened will of the magical world had once granted Eamon some authority, allowing him to create the Order of the Holy Light and repel the invasion of the Abyss Demons.
But as Eamon learned, he found pleasure in trampling rules and standing above all beings,
He no longer wanted to live as an ordinary man, in a senseless way.
So he unhesitatingly betrayed the will of the magical world.
And now,
He had merged with the Will of the Abyss, possessing the power to consume and destroy!
As the black mist spread to all corners of the world.
Eamon would replace the will of the magical world and become the true god of that world!
After realising this point.
The effect of the Undead Cataclysm talent was indeed very strong.
But who would have thought that he would encounter Emon, the master of exploiting bugs?
At this point, he and Emon were not in the same dimension of existence.
It was like playing a game.
It didn't matter if you were a world champion, a ten-time king, no matter how good your skills and operations were, even if you were given top-of-the-line equipment, what was the point?
All he had to do was give a command to make your crystal explode.
Especially since Emon had absorbed part of the will of the magical world.
This meant that his own crystal shared health with the enemy's crystal.
Even if he could kill Emon, his own crystal would explode.
How could he still play this game?
Thinking about all this, Lu Yuan's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.
The dazzling light on the surface of his body was gradually engulfed by black mist.
The magical runes formed by the rules of heaven and earth on his bones were also quickly dissipating.
Lu Yuan could even feel a pure dark will devouring his soul and thoughts.
He saw the blood-red soul fire in his empty eye sockets, which was already weak, dying out in the next second.
"Sigh..."
A deep and ancient sigh suddenly echoed in Lu Yuan's mind.
"Child, my life has come to an end, this is all my power, it's up to you now."
"Go and end all darkness, let this world embrace a new beginning!"
Unlike the cold and merciless voice of the other world wills, the tone of the magical world will was as kind and gentle as an old granny next door.
Vaguely.
Lu Yuan seemed to see an old and ancient dragon in decline.
Its eyes were ancient and full of wisdom, as if it had experienced countless ages.
Its body, ravaged by the erosion of darkness, was emaciated and riddled with wounds.
His strength was dwindling, and even the slightest movement of his head was extremely difficult.
And this was the will of the magical world!
The words were spoken.
This dragon, composed entirely of the essence of the world, suddenly disintegrated.
It turned into countless points of light, all of which entered Lu Yuan's body!
(End of chapter)