The world is silent.
All that remained was the silver-white projectile falling from the sky.
The next moment.
Inside the bomb, a tiny detonator was triggered.
In the main material plane to which the Western Continent belongs, there is magic, there are holy relics, and there are also the astral world and the spiritual world.
This is a plane with completely different world rules from the world that Char lived in in his previous life.
But, even so.
Some concepts and ideas still have common ground.
Whether it is the skills of pets, or the authority, supernatural powers and magic of mythical creatures, the principle is to "transform the power you possess into lethality and land it on the enemy."
...
...
Even for super-level skills and high-level skills, their conversion efficiency is extremely low.
There are so-called limits to life. Even for demigods or true gods, there is a fixed threshold for the amount of power they can store.
However, what Char used at this moment broke the so-called common sense of this extraordinary world.
Follow the rules created at the beginning of the world.
Convert the "mass" of matter in the world into the purest "energy".
This is the principle of the composition of the core of a star. It is by following the same principle that the blazing sun can burn forever.
It only takes a magic crystal the size of a fingernail, and the energy converted after its mass is completely annihilated is enough to destroy a palace.
At this moment, the structure named "Tsar Bomb" by Char has stored magic crystals inside, whose mass is more than a thousand times greater.
So, after a ten-thousandth of a second.
In the ocean of magic that had condensed into magic crystals, first a magic factor collapsed silently under the effect of the spell.
Then, the collapse began an unlimited chain reaction.
From one to two, from two to four.
From four to eight, from eight to sixteen...
Lost constraints, lost limits.
The chain of collapse swept in all the free magic factors in the surrounding area, and then gathered again to release the mass.
Then, under the effect of the alchemical formula.
The destroyed mass is transformed into the purest light and heat without reservation.
…
The sound disappeared.
Following the sound, the color also disappeared.
The rushing light stirred up countless whirlpools, engulfing the hideous and strange red moon in the sky and the entire holy city of Camelot below.
In the roaring torrent of light, the palace built of metal and rock melted and disintegrated in an instant, gathering into a flowing river of lava.
Whether it was the buildings or the historical phantoms that lingered in the fantasy zone forever like ghosts, they were all annihilated by the scorching impact.
Even the three Knights of the Round Table who had been transformed into believers of the Vermillion Moon and became vampires were annihilated in the dazzling starlight in an instant.
As legendary knights, and having received the blessing of the Red Moon's divinity, their physical strength should not be so unbearable.
But for some reason, the body of the legendary vampire, which should have been infinitely self-healing, melted like ice and snow when faced with the light of the nuclear explosion, and was unable to resist for even a moment.
And above the molten earth.
All that remained was the strange blood moon hanging alone in the sky.
At the same time, it is also the very center of the nuclear explosion. The molten metal and rivers of ash around it are just the products of the impact.
Buzz buzz buzz——
It is not in reality, because at this moment in the main material plane, the extremely high temperature has already distorted the air, which is the medium for sound transmission.
The ancient sound, like the ringing of bronze, like the hissing of black iron, resounded in the image of the red moon deep in the starry sky.
That was Zhu Yue’s roar.
He felt that the holy city of Camelot, the kingdom of God that belonged to him, was constantly collapsing under the scorching impact.
The divine body and divine kingdom, which had just recovered somewhat with the accumulation of two eras, were now rapidly dissipating at an extremely alarming speed. Nearly ten thousand years of efforts were destroyed in an instant.
Not only the holy city of Camelot, but also His kingdom of God.
In the past, his half-broken body was hidden in the deepest part of the star realm, and even other true gods could not find it.
But at this moment, in order to repair the divine body as quickly as possible and rebuild the kingdom of God that was destroyed at the end of the First Age, Zhu Yue chose the most risky way and directly descended his half-broken divine body into the main material plane.
As a result, every divine power factor that constituted the divine body of the Vermillion Moon was completely exposed to the scorching impact.
Then, at a not very fast but unstoppable speed, the divine power factors that constituted the divine body were annihilated and worn away bit by bit.
Buzz buzz buzz.
Above the star realm, the Vermillion Moon’s runaway divine consciousness revealed an expression of incredible shock for the first time.
Mysteries yield to older, deeper mysteries.
This is the axiom held by the realm of mythical creatures.
He is an ancient god who was born in the abyss as early as the First Age. He is an ancient existence who truly experienced the war of gods at the intersection of the First Age and the Second Age.
"Primal Moon", "Vermillion Moon"...
This ancient deity has been known by many names.
Therefore, His divine body is surrounded by mysteries of the highest level.
Under normal circumstances, it is just an accumulation of power and strength. If it does not involve the mystery of the same level, it should be impossible to hurt Him.
But at this moment.
From the impact of the explosion, he clearly felt that there was someone who was no less powerful than himself...
No, it’s not about being inferior to myself.
But it is a mystery that is far higher and deeper than oneself.
It was just like the god named Eternal Sun that he had caught a glimpse of when he was first born.
Although its size is far from comparable to that of the supreme god, its construction principles are extremely similar, as if they came from the same origin.
The moon's light is indeed shining, and it is the brightest star in the dark night.
However, compared with the brilliance of the sun, no matter how bright the moon is, it is just a firefly.
boom--
The twisted and weird blood moon dimmed in an instant.
But in an instant, it was repaired by the divine power that was forcibly mobilized.
Just like his vampire clan, immortality is Scarlet Moon's specialty. Even among all the true gods that have ever existed in the world, it is also his absolute strength.
Mighty divine power gathered from the starry realm, barely making the red moon's light rise again and protecting the core realm of Camelot.
Then, after a thousandth of a second, the blood-colored moonlight shattered once again.
In just a few breaths, the cycle of extinction and aggregation repeated dozens of times.
Although I don’t know how that guy who seems to have some connection with Augustina achieved such destructive power.
However, this kind of energy release that is enough to threaten mythical creatures cannot continue indefinitely...
As long as he had a moment of rest, he could use his secret authority to break free.
Then, give up the main material plane, give up everything in the fantasy belt, and also give up the kingdom of God and the entire clan.
Only the most core divinity, authority and self-awareness were retained, and they escaped to the star realm.
Then, hibernate...
Yes, not thinking about things like revenge.
Zhu Yue has been able to survive from the First Age to the present day, while many gods of the same age as him have ceased to exist. They are either waiting for resurrection in the depths of the astral realm, or even their thrones have been usurped. However, Zhu Yue still survives.
It is precisely because He is cautious enough, or in other words, timid enough.
However, such a thought had just arisen in the mind of this ancient god of the abyss.
The next moment.
He saw golden spots of light.
The cold and pleasant voice rang in His ears in the star realm.
"It's been a long time, Zhu Yue."
"I didn't expect to see someone I knew from the First Era here."
"I never expected that the coward who chose to flee like a piece of trash during the final battle would now act like a high and mighty god..."
It was clearly just calm words, as if one were to meet an old friend and stop to chat casually.
However, the Crimson Moon's divine consciousness froze into ice in an instant.
The depths of Zhu Yue’s divine consciousness.
Those memories that have been sealed for several epochs and were thought to have been long forgotten.
Reviving again, and then sprouting.
That was a story from who knows how long ago.
With the change of eras, the history of the First Era has long been lost in the deepest fog, and even the throne and the new true god are difficult to spy on.
Even those older mythical creatures that knew some of the secrets only knew a few general things about Zhu Yue's past in the First Age.
They knew that he was an ancient god born from the abyss, who had experienced the war of gods at the end of the First Age and survived at the cost of being nearly destroyed.
No one knows how many true gods perished in that battle, and no one knows how many thrones were replaced. So Zhu Yue was able to survive that war of gods, even though he became disabled, but this qualification itself has made him different from other ordinary gods.
However, only Zhu Yue herself knows.
He was able to survive the end of the First Age... not because He was more powerful than those ancient gods who died in the battle, nor because of how good His own authority was at surviving, or how exaggerated His immortality was.
The only reason why I was able to survive was just one——
That is, He was a coward.
After the kingdom of God and most of the throne were destroyed by a single blow, they chose to flee to the star realm...
Although he had experienced the war of gods at the end of the era, his participation rate was probably at the level of throwing a shuriken from eight hundred miles away and then running away immediately.
"You are... the golden elf from the Black Tower?"
A loud sound like the vibration of bronze ware sounded: "No, it's impossible!"
"Your original body was banished to the end of the dimensional void at the end of the First Age, and you can never return..."
In the starry world, the red moon shone brightly as it probed into the surrounding deep starry sky, but it did not capture any trace.
"There's no need to mention this kind of thing again for me."
The elegant and cold voice sounded again.
"Although it is true that my real body is still trapped at the end of the dimension."
"However, this is the Star Realm. Even if we need to cross thousands of world walls and dimensional gaps..."
“But, here.”
"I still have the power of one finger."
The radiance of the scarlet moon suddenly rose.
Even though I know clearly that this is not the other person's true self.
It was just a voice that came from the end of the multiverse, across thousands of dimensions.
However, when he confirmed the owner of the voice.
The memory that had been buried for a long time but suddenly revived made Zhu Yue no longer have the slightest thought of resistance.
The cowardice that he thought he had long forgotten once again occupied his entire mind, causing the strange blood moon to shine and quickly escape from the locked star coordinates.
But, the next moment.
A pure white finger appeared silently in the vast and deep starry sky. Obviously compared to the background of the entire starry universe, this slender finger is so insignificant, but at this moment, it makes the brilliance of the vast sea of stars dim.
The world stopped.
Whether it is the twinkling of the stars or the movement of the stars...
Even the ripples caused by Zhu Yue's spiritual thoughts were calmed down.
In the stagnant world, only that white finger remained, constantly expanding.
“After so many layers of weakening of secondary planes and secondary dimensions… If I only have one finger, I’m afraid I won’t be able to annihilate the divinity along with the godhead. Sooner or later, I will still return from the astral realm.”
There was suddenly a hint of trouble in that cold voice.
"In that case, let's leave it to that little guy."
"After all, he was the one who killed me. It would be bad if I took his kill..."
In the solidified starry sky, only the cold whispering remained.
"Although I don't know why I accepted an apprentice a thousand years later."
"However, since you are able to be accepted as a disciple by my future self, and have that feeling... I guess there must be only that one reason."
"hope--"
For some reason, the voice that had been clear and elegant from beginning to end suddenly had a slight hint of hesitation.
"That's not just my wishful thinking."
The next moment.
The white fingers gently pointed out.
There was no rampage of magic, no explosion of energy, and no huge momentum.
After pointing, the white finger disappeared.
It was as if it had never appeared in this world.
And the time in the star realm also began to flow again.
"Golden Elf... Black Tower..."
"She said, only one finger's strength?"
The Scarlet Moon's mind also resumed functioning, and the previously frozen train of thought was reconnected.
But then.
The ups and downs and ripples of the divine consciousness were frozen forever.
It was frozen at the last thing that emerged in the divine thought.
A term that was enough to make Zhu Yue and all the gods of the First Age tremble in their hearts.
"God's Destruction Finger"
Thus, the star coordinates here were annihilated.
…
The main material plane, the holy city of Camelot.
No, to be more precise, it was once called "Camelot".
But at this moment, it has turned into ruins of a burning lava river.
The soft night slowly faded away, revealing the figure of Xia Ya in a black robe with red clouds.
He tilted his ear slightly, listening to the information transmitted from the star realm.
After a long while, Xia Ya finally clapped his hands and said, "Teacher is worthy of being a teacher. It turns out that you are as reliable as ever, whether you were a thousand years ago or a thousand years later."
"The barriers between the Astral Plane and other secondary dimensions are weak, so I can take action within a certain limit... Things in the Prime Material Plane are different."
"In my opinion, this king of the fantasy belt is not comparable to a coward like Zhu Yue."
Indifferent messages were transmitted down from the astral realm.
"It's okay. I didn't expect that a young Master who is a thousand years younger could knock Zhu Yue down from the astral realm. I thought you were still hiding in some dimensional crack at this time."
"As for everything that comes next, you don't have to worry about it, teacher. That is my business."
"Hello, young teacher..."
The cold voice above the star realm paused.
Xia felt a distant gaze descending from above the star realm, which looked at him deeply before slowly walking away.
call--
After realizing that the sight from the star realm had disappeared, Char heaved a sigh of relief.
Sure enough, whether it was a thousand years ago or a thousand years later.
Flirting with your own master is both thrilling and exciting.
Dark shadows wove themselves around him, transforming into a girl haunted by the faint night.
Although the deep and silent appearance remained the same as before, Char could sense that the curtain of eternal night and the shadow lingering around Augustina had become much dimmer.
It would be impossible for Augustina to not pay a price in order to hold back Isadella, who held the holy sword and stood on the throne, possessing the double bonus of "King of the Fantasy Belt" and local domain, and used the secret authority of Eternal Night to protect Char from a nuclear explosion.
“The power stored in the Hourglass of Time is almost exhausted, and the fall of Zhu Yue also caused a temporary loss of control of my own divinity. ”
"If you want to avoid losing control and turning your sword against you, then you can only return to the Millennium City and sleep forever."
Augustina spoke softly, and the dark shadow slowly faded away, revealing a pair of beautiful red-gold eyes that were somewhat dim.
She did not try to hide from Char her weakened state, which was on the verge of exhaustion.
"Well, go get some sleep."
"Thank you for your help, Augustina. I will take care of your business when I return."
Watching the night gradually disappearing towards the distant sky.
Char's low mutterings disappeared in the evening breeze, and no one heard them.
"If... I could go back."
But soon, he looked away.
Then he raised his head and looked at the still red moon in the distant sky.
Snap——
It was the sound of something breaking.
A tiny crack suddenly appeared on the strange and twisted vermilion moon.
At first, the crack was so slight that it was unnoticeable if one was not paying close attention.
But after a few breaths, the crack expanded rapidly and soon covered the entire moon disk.
Then, snap—
The scarlet moon that symbolized the true God's body shattered into pieces, turning into countless scattered light spots with an eerie luster.
Then, the twisted blood-red spots slowly condensed into shape.
Finally, it condensed into a crystal clear star cup with a red luster, like a chess piece.
It is the Star Cup that embodies all the divinity and authority of the True God of the Abyss.
In the remnants of the history of the ancient country of Cang Ting, Char once obtained a Star Cup from the ancient god of dusk.
However, the star cup of the ancient god Dusk came from the half body of Dusk that was sealed underground in the mansion of the Grand Duke’s family, and it was not complete.
This time, what Char obtained was a complete Star Cup.
It can also be called the ticket to the throne of God.
The moment he held the Star Cup, countless crazy whispers suddenly sounded in Char's ears and in the ocean of his mind.
In an instant, he felt the urge to praise the moon.
Different from the ancient god of dusk, whose divinity has been sealed for hundreds of years and has become inactive.
This time, the "Scarlet Moon" was a newly condensed star cup, and it still contained the remnants of the will of the ancient god of the abyss. The corrupted whispers were countless times stronger than any evil god or pollutant that Char had come into contact with before.
"Do you really want to bewitch me into becoming your new body?"
Char looked at the star cup that emitted a strange blood-red glow and couldn't help but smile.
"In that case."
"Then, as you wish—"
"As long as you're not afraid."
He grasped the bloody star cup.
Then, there was no hesitation.
He pressed the blood-colored divine crystal straight into his left chest.
boom--
The light shines brightly.
But, that was not the glory of the red moon.
Rather, it is the flame burning in the core of the magic furnace.
In Char's eyes, the runes of the alchemical matrix were slowly rotating.
The inky black undead metal spread out and was then constrained and mixed by the refining matrix, transforming into piece after piece of metal parts.
And at some point, a magic core that shone like the sun appeared on Char's chest.
Zhu Yue's blood-red star cup sank into the core of the furnace, and the originally enchanting light was immediately swallowed up by the scorching white light.
Then, it was swallowed up by the magic furnace core without any resistance.
sonorous.
sonorous.
The long river of pitch-black undead metal enveloped Char.
Then, one piece of metal component after another was refined, assembled, and spliced around Char.
The sound of countless metal parts colliding could be heard.
After only a few moments.
Char's body was replaced by a huge jet-black metal structure.
The originally incandescent magic furnace core was infected by Zhu Yue's star cup, and the flames released from it were dyed an enchanting blood-red and shot up into the sky.
This is the completely transformed Black Knight.
Although the method of using the Star Cup as fuel is destined to be unsustainable and can only be used as a disposable consumable.
But, at least in the interim, the Black Knight is no longer just barely able to contend with the Legends.
Instead, it has surpassed the level of ordinary legends and established itself in a field that mechanics have never reached.
Char slowly raised his head while controlling the black and red mecha.
Then, he set his eyes on the highest point between the thrones.
Above the slender figure with silver hair and a holy sword in hand.
Under the sky, above the earth.
There are no people, no gods, no spectators, and even the ruins of Camelot are independent of the long river of history.
The two looked at each other across the distant sky.
"So, King."
Xia smiled, and his soft words floated in the entire world without sky and earth.
"Since no one can correct your mistakes."
"So--"
"Let me teach you this last lesson."
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