Faced with this earth-shattering sword strike that embodied the last hope of the entire world, the playful smile on Lin Feng's face not only did not disappear, but instead became even more pronounced.

He didn't even move an inch, remaining standing before the throne, but slowly raised his right hand.

There was no earth-shattering energy eruption, no world-destroying law-based confrontation.

He simply made a gentle grasp on the void, facing the golden blade of light that had cleaved the sky and was powerful enough to split the continental plates in two.

"Buzz!"

The whole world has been put on silent.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

A magnificent and invincible blade of light came to an abrupt end tens of thousands of meters above the "Eternal Truth".

It hovered abruptly in mid-air, defying all the laws of physics. The divine energy on the blade, powerful enough to purify all things, continued to flow and roar wildly, scorching and cracking the surrounding space, but the blade itself could not advance even a millimeter further.

On the ground, the hope and fervor that had just ignited on the faces of all the Allied soldiers who looked up instantly froze, turning into extreme, incomprehensible horror.

"W-what happened?"

"It stopped? Hero's... strongest attack... stopped?"

Leo's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints. He could clearly feel an indescribable, irresistible, terrifying force, like billions of invisible chains made of gravity.

From all directions, his sanctioning blade was firmly grasped.

This force was so pure, so ruthless, utterly unreasonable. It wasn't neutralizing, it wasn't defending, it was… controlling!

"Is this... all you have?" Lin Feng's voice carried a hint of languor, as if he were watching a poorly made play and feeling disappointed: "The strongest lament that can be uttered by the last courage and faith of an entire civilization?"

He shook his head slightly, grasped his empty right hand, and suddenly exerted force!

"Then... let it break."

"Snap!"

A crisp sound, so clear it shattered the hearts of every living being in the world, resounded through the heavens.

A sacred light blade, hundreds of kilometers long and imbued with Leo's life's strength, burst open from the middle like glass shattered by a giant, revealing countless massive cracks!

"No!" Leo roared in despair.

"Boom!"

The next second, the entire blade of sanction was forcibly molded from within into a dazzling golden rain of light that swept across the entire sky under Lin Feng's invisible, all-encompassing telekinetic power!

Billions of shattered fragments of holy light, like an inverted meteor shower, shot out in all directions, tearing the dark red sky to shreds and revealing the deep, cold universe behind it.

The aftershocks of that attack were still terrifying.

Hundreds of Imperial warships were swept by the golden rain of light, their energy shields shattering like paper, and then turning into cosmic dust in a silent explosion.

On the ground, millions of demons were vaporized before they could even scream, purified by the fragments of holy light, clearing huge blank areas in the black demonic tide.

However, all of this was meaningless to Lin Feng.

He did all this casually, then refocused his gaze on the "hero" who was coughing up blood because his power had been forcibly shattered.

“Too weak,” Lin Feng’s voice was like a final judgment, “so weak that… even I can’t muster any interest.”

He moved as soon as he finished speaking.

He used not his feet, but his will.

boom!

The "Hero's Bridge" beneath Leo's feet, which served as the last line of defense, along with the "Endless Throat" canyon, known as a natural barrier for tens of kilometers around, and the towering mountains on both sides of the canyon, were all forcibly lifted off the ground in an instant by a terrifying psychic force from the depths of the earth!

The earth and rocks collapsed, and the earth's crust shattered! A huge sinkhole with a diameter of over 200 kilometers and a bottomless depth appeared on the spot in an instant, and scalding, reddish-black magma, like a flood bursting its banks, gushed out wildly from the bottom of the sinkhole!

The entire foundation of "Honor Castle" groaned in agony during this unprecedented mega-earthquake, and countless walls collapsed in an instant.

Lin Feng's telekinetic powers lifted this massive landmass, over two hundred kilometers in diameter, along with everything on it, to an altitude of ten thousand meters. The mountains tumbled, the canyons closed, and the "Heroic Bridge," symbolizing humanity's last glory, was crushed into dust under the pressure.

“Use your own land as your graves.”

Lin Feng's will transformed into the scythe of death. He manipulated this "floating island," comparable to a small continent, and slammed it down fiercely towards the tiny golden figure below and the isolated "Honor Fortress" further away!

At that moment, the sky turned completely dark.

That was, in the truest sense, the sky collapsed and the earth caved in!

"Roar! Aaaaaah!"

Leo's eyes were bloodshot. He plunged his longsword into the rock beneath him, and golden holy light burst forth from his seven orifices, forming an enormous golden force field that attempted to lift up the falling continent.

"Lord Brave!"

"Quickly! All mages! All priests! Give all your power to the hero!"

On the city wall, the remaining spellcasters of the allied forces, disregarding everything, transformed the last bit of magic and faith within their bodies into streams of light, shooting towards Leo and merging into the golden shield.

However, all of this was just a futile effort.

Before that absolute physical force, like the wrath of a god, how insignificant and laughable is the power of an individual.

The golden shield lasted for less than three seconds before shattering completely with a mournful cry.

Leo's body, like a kite with a broken string, was slammed hard into the ground by the unparalleled impact.

And at that very moment, war broke out in full force.

"All troops! Charge!"

Accompanied by Lilith's excited and cruel shriek, the billions of demonic hordes surrounding the city on three sides, like a black tsunami, crossed the sinkhole that had just been filled with lava and launched a general attack on the crumbling Glory Keep!

"For the Empire!!"

In the sky, thousands of Imperial landing ships opened their hatches. The overwhelming "divine weapon" mechs, like swarms of locusts, descended from the heavens. These thirty-meter-tall war machines, their bodies shimmering with energy shields, unleashed relentless bursts of particle beam gun fire the moment they landed.

Each beam of light could melt a hole several meters deep in the walls of Honor Keep. Hundreds and thousands of beams fired simultaneously, instantly vaporizing a kilometer-long section of the wall, along with the soldiers guarding it!

"For freedom!"

"For our homeland!"

"kill!"

Despair gives birth to the most tragic courage.

Faced with this devastating offensive, the allied soldiers unleashed their final, fierce determination.

"Release the arrows!" an elven commander roared, his voice filled with anguish.

Tens of thousands of elven archers nocked their last "magic-piercing arrows" and unleashed the most dazzling rain of arrows of their lives into the sky. Each arrow trailed a silvery-green flame, tracing an elegant yet deadly arc through the air, precisely striking the descending "divine" mechs.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The arrows, imbued with life energy and demon-dispelling runes, erupted with intense holy light the moment they touched the mechs' energy shields. Although they couldn't penetrate the shields, the immense explosive force still caused hundreds of mechs to lose their balance in mid-air, crashing into the demonic tide below like dumplings being dropped into a pot, instantly torn to shreds by endless claws and fangs.

"Dwarf! Fire!"

Beneath the city walls, the dwarves pushed their massive cannons, forged from melted rune warhammers, and roared at the black demonic tide ahead.

"For the glory of Ironforge!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Thousands of giant cannons roared simultaneously, unleashing their final "rune-blooming shells" into the densest part of the demonic tide. Upon impact, the shells didn't simply explode; instead, they burst forth into billions of high-speed, spinning, rune-covered metal fragments. Each fragment carried immense kinetic energy and armor-piercing power, like the scythe of death, clearing massive fan-shaped vacuum zones with radii exceeding a kilometer within the demonic tide. In a single volley, hundreds of thousands of low-level demons were shredded into a bloody pulp.

However, this loss was nothing compared to the billions of demons surging forward. The demons behind, stepping over the corpses of their fallen comrades, continued their frenzied advance without the slightest pause.

"Knights! Charge with me!"

A one-armed general from a human kingdom, holding his nicked sword high, was the first to ride his warhorse out through a gap in the collapsed city wall.

Behind him stood thousands of the last heavily armored knights of the Holy Light Land.

They formed a tragic, cone-shaped charging formation, charging headlong into the black, despairing sea without hesitation.

The iron hooves of warhorses crushed the skulls of monsters. The knights' lances pierced the heavy armor of the direclaw beasts. Their holy swords, with each swing, brought forth purifying rays of light.

They were like a red-hot, sharp knife plunged into ice, penetrating several kilometers into the demonic tide.

However, ice is inexhaustible.

However, the temperature of the sharp knife was being rapidly depleted.

A knight, horse and all, was slammed into the ground by a giant abyss beast the size of a small mountain, turning into an indistinguishable mass of flesh and blood.

Another knight was dragged up from the air by dozens of gargoyles and torn to pieces in mid-air.

After slaying hundreds of demons, the one-armed general finally collapsed from exhaustion. A cunning succubus wrapped a long whip around his neck, and he was then completely overwhelmed by the surging tide of demons.

From the very beginning, the war entered the most brutal and bloody meat grinder mode.

Every second, thousands of lives perish.

Blood stained the earth crimson. Corpses piled up into hills. Desperate screams and dying wails formed the only symphony on this apocalyptic battlefield.

Meanwhile, at the highest point of this chaotic battlefield, before the throne of the "Eternal Truth," the battle between Lin Feng and Leo reached its climax.

"Can you still stand up, 'Brave Warrior'?" Lin Feng looked down at him, his eyes filled with a mocking, cat-and-mouse gaze.

Below, the "floating island" he had manipulated to crash into the earth hadn't completely fallen. Its base was still thousands of meters above the ground. Because it had been forcibly held aloft.

The one who held it off was none other than Leo.

Leo was covered in blood, his leather armor tattered, revealing his strong yet wounded body. He raised his hands above his head, in a supporting posture.

Endless golden holy light erupted from his body like a volcano, forming an enormous golden hand made of pure energy, which firmly held up the falling continent.

Beneath his feet, the ground within a radius of tens of kilometers had collapsed hundreds of meters downwards due to the immense pressure, forming a huge sunken basin.

“I…won’t…let you…destroy…this place!” Leo choked out each word through gritted teeth. His bones, within his body of holy light, emitted a sickening, grating creaking sound as he struggled to bear the weight.

"Oh? Is that so?" A cruel smile curled at the corner of Lin Feng's lips. "Very spirited. But do you think my attacks are limited to this?"

He raised his right hand and snapped his fingers lightly.

"Then, let's have some 'extra food'."

His telekinesis activated once again.

This time, his target wasn't the earth, but... the sky!

Hundreds of kilometers away, the highest, perpetually snow-capped "Dragon Tooth Mountain Range" on the continent roared violently.

Under the horrified gazes of countless Imperial and Allied soldiers, the dozens of massive snow-capped mountains in the Dragon Tooth Mountain Range, each over ten thousand meters high, were uprooted from the tectonic plates, as if held by an invisible hand of God!

"go."

Lin Feng's will was like a whip that drove a slave.

Those dozens of snow-capped mountains, thousands of meters high, were given unparalleled, terrifying accelerations exceeding dozens of times the speed of sound after escaping Earth's gravity. Their bases, due to intense friction with the atmosphere, ignited into raging flames, transforming into massive, burning meteorites—enough to destroy a country!

The target is Leo, who is struggling to keep the "floating island" afloat!

"not good!"

Leo sensed a deadly threat from the sky. But all his strength was now focused on resisting the continent above him, leaving him with absolutely no power to deal with the devastating "snow mountain meteor shower"!

This is a deadly, open conspiracy!