Lovis and the monsters from ancient myths that she summons.
The betraying gods and their divinely favored legions.
There are also some forces from various realms that have submitted to them.
A vast army surrounded the entrance to the Holy Realm, and a barrage of divine spells rained down on the pale golden protective array, creating ripples.
Among them are even powerful divine arts from the Holy Light and Undead pantheons, which Jiang Yan had previously opened up to all realms free of charge in order to fight against the Abyss, but now they have all fallen into the hands of their own side.
If this protective array had not been constructed from all the remaining power of faith, it would probably have been breached long ago.
Even so, Jiang Yan could tell at a glance that the magic array had reached its limit.
The lands of faith across the myriad realms have been seized, and believers have been slaughtered. Even if the remaining power of faith is immense, it will soon be exhausted after decades of continuous attacks.
At this moment, within the Holy Realm, besides Li Miaolin, who is at the Supreme Realm, the only ones who barely have the ability to fight are the Holy Light Dragon Clan led by Yaberic.
The rest were preachers, disseminators, and a large number of support staff who had not even reached the level of a lower god.
But there was no fear in their eyes, only a resolute determination to die for their cause.
As Jiang Yan's longest-established stronghold, the Holy Realm is the only major world where the average level of faith is close to the blind level.
Even the dwarves abandoned their usual forging tools and hammers, donning thick armor and heavy hammers with barbs.
The researchers at the institute took off their long gowns, each bringing their proudest inventions, ready for a desperate battle.
They seemed to disregard the devastating attack from beyond the boundary, continuing to chat and laugh as if nothing had happened.
A researcher, holding up a weapon that resembled a toy water gun, boasted:
"Don't be afraid, everyone. If this gun of mine hits, it can kill even a high-level god instantly."
"Tch, who's afraid? You dare to bring out your toy gun? Look at my modified portable planet-destroying cannon, one shot and a whole bunch of high-level gods are gone."
"Ha, what are you all? This lightsaber of mine is an enchanted creation personally instructed by the Holy Empress. If I strike it, even a god will die!"
"Watch this hammer!"
The captain of the dwarf squad couldn't hold back any longer. He took a big gulp of strong liquor and proudly declared, "This is a weapon personally blessed by the Great Holy Lord. If I were to strike it with this hammer, even the Supreme Being would be shattered into eight pieces!"
They encouraged each other, as if victory was already assured, and their morale soared.
Meanwhile, on the other side, at the forefront of the Holy Realm.
A woman of unparalleled beauty stood quietly, wearing a long dress adorned with a glittering starry sky. Her long hair was casually tied up and fell to her waist, and her clear eyes held a trace of undisguised sadness.
Yaberlik stepped forward anxiously: "Your Majesty, leave this to me. Please leave quickly, or how will I explain to my master!"
The woman remained silent, only shaking her head slightly.
"Alas, Your Majesty!"
Seeing this, Jacob became even more anxious and couldn't help pacing back and forth, looking restless.
At that moment, a phantom six-winged angel figure suddenly solidified in the void.
—Seraphim, the Archangel of Judgment.
She glanced at the crumbling protective array, then flew forward anxiously and bowed: "Your Majesty, why have you closed our teleportation access to the Holy Realm? Her Majesty Loshia and the others are ready. They are just waiting for you to open the access. The angel legion and the undead legion will descend and swear to protect your safety to the death."
Li Miaolin shook her head again.
She ascended to the highest realm through the blessings of the gods and Jiang Yan himself, and no one was more sensitive to the aura of the laws than she was.
She could clearly sense the stripping away of the supreme authority of the Holy Light Law and the disappearance of the power of faith in all the heavens and myriad worlds.
This led to the weakening of the entire Holy Light pantheon, with the angels' power dropping several times over, and still declining. Coupled with the defeat in the last decisive battle, the losses have yet to be recovered.
Even if they were to join the war, it would only increase casualties.
“Serafen, there’s something I need you to do.”
She spoke softly.
“Please give your orders, Your Majesty.” Seraphim bowed respectfully.
Li Miaolin took out a miniature star-like artifact and presented it to the other party: "This is an artifact that can store living things. I know you have the ability to remain hidden forever. Take these warriors of Holy Spirit City with you and leave this place. They have already sacrificed enough and should not be killed here."
Seraphim's expression suddenly changed: "And what about you, Your Majesty!"
"I can't leave."
Li Miaolin calmly looked through the great formation at the figure shrouded in vast holy light: "At least 30 supreme or higher auras have locked onto me."
"No! Your Majesty, please grant us permission! We will fight to the death to protect you and help you break through the encirclement!" Serafion pleaded urgently.
"listen to me."
Li Miaolin suddenly smiled, a smile as beautiful as spring thawing the ice.
“My husband has entrusted this place to me, so I should take good care of it for him.”
“If he returns, he can raise me back to life even if I am dead.”
"What if he doesn't want to come back..."
Li Miaolin clenched her right hand slightly, her smile growing even brighter. The core of the entire Holy Realm also began to contract violently, and a terrifying power began to compress.
"Then let his hard work be buried in the dust of history forever... at least, it shouldn't be left to outsiders."
“So…” Li Miaolin smiled at Serafion: “Do you still firmly believe in your Holy Lord? If so, then take them with you and leave.”
“Your Majesty…I understand.” Seraphim lowered his head and accepted the miniature star.
"Wait, don't take me in."
Yaberlik grinned as he looked at the other man's gaze. "I'm not a follower of the Holy Lord; he's my master. I only know that I follow whoever my master tells me to follow."
...
The screen disappeared.
"Miaolin..."
“Jaberic…”
"Ten years from now...?"
Jiang Yan murmured silently, a hint of determination in his eyes.
He turned to look at the "Lord of the Abyss" and said softly, "If I accept the authority of the Abyss, how long will it take?"
"Soon. You were me all along, or rather, you were the master originally favored by the will of the abyss."
The Lord of the Abyss said with a faint smile, "Have you made a decision?"
"yes."
Jiang Yan nodded, his gaze intense: "I believe in my true good intentions."
"Oh? How do you know?"
"If I'm not mistaken, you can't even generate any negative emotions, you can't even feel anger or resentment..."
The Lord of the Abyss's smile remained unchanged, but his eyelids involuntarily drooped.
“From the fact that you never made a move, and even allowed the gods of the Holy Light pantheon to be resurrected, to the fact that you deliberately controlled the pressure during the final battle so as not to harm the warriors of the Holy Light pantheon, it is clear that you have always cared about them.”
Jiang Yan continued, "But you saw them injured and even killed in the water curtain just now, and you didn't feel any emotional reaction. I think... perhaps you can't even get angry..."
"Hahaha..."
The Lord of the Abyss suddenly burst into laughter.
It should have been somewhat melancholic, but it sounded so happy and joyful.
Jiang Yan stood quietly to the side, without interrupting.
After a long while, the laughter gradually subsided.
"Yes... I can't have any negative emotions, nor do I dare to have any negative emotions. I carry an endless abyss on my back, and any slight flaw will cause it to swallow me up completely."
The Lord of the Abyss slowly walked to the bridgehead and sat down: "In my life, I have been worthy of everyone except myself."
I'm tired.
He slowly lowered his head, gazing into the deep, enigmatic lakebed: "Whether good or bad, the future... is in your hands."
The scene seemed to freeze.
The vast and boundless aura gradually faded away, dissipating into the dim void, leaving only an outline drawn by energy still sitting at the bow of the ship.
Jiang Yan showed no sadness or joy as he walked forward step by step and slowly sat down, his figure gradually merging with the silhouette of that statue.
In a daze, endless sounds echoed in my ears.
"The residual aura from all realms has been stripped away..."
"The Law of Holy Light has been broken..."
"The elemental laws of water, fire, earth, and wind have already broken free..."
"The world's favor has been reclaimed..."
"All divine power has been stripped away; you have fallen back to level 0..."
"The power of the abyss has been loaded."
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