After cutting off the light fluttering moth, the figure of [Metatron] moved like a rainbow light, and in the monotonous world of black and white, his figure appeared in front of Eric, the head of the Shadow Interweaver family, almost instantaneously.

Holding the [Night Spear] and transforming into a Sage, Eric is full of twist and terror, his body is covered with countless dark tentacles, and the tentacles are covered with purple eyes that observe the world.

Each of these eyes shone ominously, like a deformed monster.

Metatron came to the head of the Shadow Blending Family, and with a flick of the two flaming greatswords in his hands, they fused into an even larger, flame-burning double-edged sword.

Bang Bang Bang ~

The flames appear unusually abrupt in the black and white world, with a divine power that cannot be ignored.

Qiang –

And when Leila Yumoori was in the middle of a painful tangle of self-memories, Barna, the head of the Dragon's Breath Alchemy Workshop who was on the same battlefield as her, was already frightened to the point that the six gods were gone.

"Crown Blessing: Destiny Rolling Stone—"

Lyra's lower body was still standing straight on the ground, while her lower body was hitting the ground.

The spinning [Shining Sword] is stuck in front of the downcast elf.

However, at this moment, she was lying on the battlefield, experiencing the severe pain and humiliation of her body being cut in half.

Bernard's eyes snapped and his gaze fell to the side, his heart filled with astonishment and horror.

"You can't ...... us"

Under the watchful eye of the Fourth Sword-Wielder of the Heavenly Kingdom, Eric's terrifying presence awakened by the Night Spear began to gradually affect the surrounding aether.

In her mind, this was not just a failure, but a complete blow.

"God descends!"

Click-

She has long been regarded as a genius in the [Elven Court] hidden vein branch, the most promising and outstanding member of the Yumori family to be crowned with divinity (crown) in its generation, and her name is the strongest earthly elf of our time.

Her talent and strength were a source of endless pride and hope for her people.

The pain was almost immediate, and she felt her body begin to stagger up and down under the incredible pressure of the sword, and an indescribable sense of fear welled up in her heart.

She thought she would be able to stand out among her contemporaries, and even surpass them one day, standing at the top of the world, leading the elves back to Terra, rebuilding the royal court, and slaying the kingdom of heaven.

Despite her opponent, the Fourth Sword-Bearer of the Kingdom of Heaven, Leila felt an unprecedented generation gap at this moment, you know, she was twice the age of the Fourth Sword-Bearer of the Heavenland, and they were obviously in the same era, but the other party gave her a sense of unattainable nothingness - as if they were living in completely different eras.

The dark tentacles that surrounded the spear, under the gaze of the purple eye, seemed to be summoned by some mysterious power, and began to squirm and twist, as if to pull the whole world into an unknown nightmare. Their movements are no longer simple movements visible to the naked eye, but rather like a flow between dimensions, each wriggling as if tearing at the edge of reality.

However, they soon began to freeze as well, and before they could be frozen, Eric's eyes moved slightly under the gaze of purple eyes, a subtle change that was especially prominent in the still world.

His body seemed to be forged by countless battles, and every muscle seemed to freeze the power of time and space, exuding a suffocating majesty.

The time pause that was originally constructed by [Vashak] began to become unstable due to this sudden and powerful force, and the perfect time pause that originally lasted 9 seconds was compressed to only 5 seconds at this moment.

Blood spurted out of his mouth like a fountain, creating a terrifying sight.

His blade swung without a hint of superfluous movement, each slash slicing with unparalleled precision towards the dark tentacles and purple eyes.

A terrifying, figure-8-shaped Möbius ring suddenly appeared, compressing the surrounding space into chaos.

"Trigger Tai Sui—"

Sisyphus slowly moves forward on the Möbius ring in the shape of an 8, which looks like the wheel of fate spinning under his feet, heralding an inevitable end.

Qiang –

This is not just a simple shortening of time, but a fundamental change caused by the deep laws of the ether.

Before he could react, the scene suddenly changed, and Eric, the head of the Shadow Weaver family, was also fiercely attacked, and was knocked away by a strong force, violently slamming into the building behind him, and his life and death were uncertain.

In just an instant, the winner was divided in the bloody rain.

In that silent and still world, the awakening presence of the Night Spear destroys all tranquility.

On the cold and hard ground, Leila Yumoori's heart churned with violent emotional waves.

Sisyphus's fist seemed to carry the weight of the universe, and it fell with a bang, pointing directly at Morris's head.

In the cold air, Bernard felt his breathing become rapid, and cold sweat trickled down his forehead.

Now that Morris's head was gone, Bernard's head was now feeling a sense of despair.

"Space Warp Shrink!"

"Boundless power!"

Barna desperately raised his hammer in an attempt to resist the powerful attraction, but Sisyphus had already made a throwing stance.

However, a bizarre scene happened.

This eye, filled with the depth of the ancient stars and the darkness of the ancient sea, shimmered with extraordinary light, as if it could tear apart the order of time and space wherever it looked.

The dark elves of the Shadow Weaver family cannot rise again on the battlefield, and their lives and deaths are uncertain.

The tentacles began to wriggle and twist, with a supernatural fluidity, and their movement through space went beyond simple physical displacement and more like moving between dimensions.

The purple-gold warrior's fist was raised high, gathering all the unreleased energy around him, forming a fist that condensed infinite power.

"Crown Blessing: Möbius Ring—"

Then, an irresistible suction force hit Barna, forcing him to involuntarily move closer to Sisyphus.

However, the moment time reflowed, she suddenly felt a sharp pain, as if an invisible sword blade was pressing against her body, bringing a strong sword aura and tearing pain.

****

"Hum—"

His eyes were full of despair and pain, but there was also a hint of reluctance and anger.

At the moment when the flaming greatsword of [Metatron] was swung, the original freeze-frame time of five seconds reached its limit, and the world suddenly revived, and the flow of time was restored in an instant.

"Lady of the Night, Shar—"

"Vector Manipulation: Gather!"

With the descent of [Night Lady], the upper end of the Night Spear cracked like an abyss, and a purple eye peeking into the abyss slowly revealed through the crack.

Qiang –

His eyes were as cold as steel, and his gaze swept sharply over the dwarf on the side, Barna, the head of the Dragon's Breath Alchemy Workshop.

Even in this freeze-frame created by Metatron, the eye is extraordinarily moving, unbound by any rules and restrictions, in stark contrast to this stagnant world.

His body was brutally nailed to the tower, and the blood and sorrow fused together, becoming another tragic scenery in this war.

He felt a biting coldness as the hot and rusty smell of blood splashed on his face, the smell of death, which touched his soul directly.

Her mouth opened slightly, maintaining the posture she had wanted to speak, as if the words she had not yet had time to utter were frozen in the air.

The despair in my heart drowned out all the light like a tide of darkness.

At the moment when the time stop was just unfolded, the last purple-gold humanoid incarnation behind Xia Xiu had already appeared.

As the protective power wears off, Layla's body loses its balance, and she feels the whole world spin.

Without hesitation, Barna activated the [Ninth Order Teleportation Scroll (equivalent to the Crown Blessing)] that he used to save his life, and prepared to anoint the soles of his feet and leave here.

The eye doesn't just look, it seems to roar, in a way that transcends sound waves, so that the viewer's soul can also feel its shock.

The chain of events, from Lyra's split to the appearance of the mermaid's corpse, happened so quickly that Barna was still in a trance, and he clearly remembered that he had promised Maurice that he would win not long ago.

Immediately after, a loud "boom" exploded in the air, and with the release of this force, Eric's figure was violently knocked away like a rag doll until it hit a building in the distance.

He struggled hard, but to no avail, the shackles of fate had bound him tightly to this tower, and his life was dying little by little.

With the compression of the Möbius ring, Sisyphus appeared on the back of a dragon full of worms.

He could have torn the space in 1 second, but the teleportation scroll that was teleported at a fixed point was torn apart from 100 meters away.

The blood of the mermaid's corpse was a mixture of the saltiness of seawater and the rust of metal, an unusually pungent smell high in the air.

However, the reality is cruel, and she is not even qualified to force the Fourth Sword Bearer of Heaven to use all his strength.

Peng –

Time begins to flow again.

In the freeze-frame black and white world, Xia Xiu felt something, he turned his head, and his golden eyes were like two burning flames in the black and white world, throwing them in the direction where Eric was.

A headless mermaid corpse was lying beside him, with a trident in his hand, and needless to say, this mermaid corpse was naturally - Maurice Haisheng, the head of the Lonely Voices family.

In the cruelty and chaos of the battlefield, the purple-gold avatar held the trident that he had snatched from the dead master of the Silent Voice.

Bang!!!!

With a ripple that shattered space, the trident went straight through Barna's chest.

"How is that possible-"

With each touch, the flames scorched the tentacles, turning them to ashes and dissipating the eyes.

Buzz –

An imperceptible look of shock flashed in his eyes, for until just now, he had been watching the confrontation between Leila and the Fourth Sword Bearer of the Heavenly Kingdom.

The merfolk heads of the Silent Voices family were blown apart by enemy attacks, and blood and brains splattered in the air, staining the entire battlefield a blood-red color.

The pain struck, and the great force flew forward with him, and his body slammed into a tall tower with a deafening roar.

And the more explosive thing was still to come, when his eyes had not yet reacted from the strange light in front of him, as if the world had skipped some normal picture because of the operation of the wrong program - the great horror befell him.

A gust of wind swept by, bringing with it a sound like a watermelon exploding.

"Crown Blessing-All Beings, Vector Authority-"

And the dwarfs of the Dragon's Breath Alchemy Workshop family also suffered the same fate, being shot through by their opponent's nails and nailed to the iron tower.

"Crown Blessing: All Things-Vector Authoritarian !!"

"Hum—"

Click-

The glow of the flame was unusually bright in this frozen time, almost the only source of color.

Its gaze penetrates the surface and speaks directly to the essence of all life around it, and its purple pupils seem to be twisted out of the junction of a star and a black hole, carrying boundless chaos and madness.

She lay there, feeling every fluctuation of pain in her body, a mixture of disappointment, anger, and powerlessness in her heart.

Smack-

Colorful colors quickly filled the field of vision, breaking the previous monotony of black and white.

The appearance of the purple eye brought about an indescribable anomaly, making the surrounding time and space seem to be stagnant.

"Hum—"

Looking back on his life, from a prodigy who was in the limelight to a loser who was easily defeated on the battlefield today.

Barna's body was pinned to the tower by a trident, and blood gushed from his chest, staining the air around him a blood-red color.

The spear was originally monotonous in black and white, but the sudden tremor instantly broke the dullness. The upper end of the spear began to crack, as if it were alive, and in the crack, a purple eye slowly opened, its color particularly conspicuous in the black and white world. This eye shines with a deep and eerie light, as if it can penetrate all appearances and look straight into the depths of the soul.

In the midst of this strong wind, a liquid with a hot and rusty smell came unexpectedly and splashed on Bernard's face.

He witnessed the scene of Leila being brutally divided by the uncanny force, and the shock of that moment made him almost unable to breathe, and the fear and incomprehension in his heart came flooding back.

Bernard harnessed the Sage's Dragon and witnessed the tragic scene below.

The divine grace that had been bestowed upon her by the [Shining One] began to fade rapidly, and the divine aura that had protected her grew dimmer and dimmer until it disappeared completely.

And all of this happened in an instant, and at this moment, [Metatron]'s flame slash continued to slash towards Eric's head.

"No, less than 1 in 10 million is the ...... of the fixed-point error."

Her eyes looked at the fourth sword-wielder in the kingdom of heaven, but she found that in the eyes of the other party, there was no self at all.

The muscles of his face tensed instantly, and the look of shock in his eyes seemed to be covered by a layer of frost, which was difficult to hide.

Eric, facing the flaming greatsword wielded by Metatron, is surrounded by darkness and shadow. At this critical juncture when he was about to suffer a fatal blow, the [Night Spear] in his hand suddenly underwent a strange change.

*****

At the same time, on the other side of the battlefield.

Phew-

This series of rapid events made it almost impossible for Bernard to believe that this was the real thing.

Because, in front of him, a purple-gold terrifying figure took the trident from the headless corpse's hand and looked back at Bernard.

His body smashed a huge pit into the surface of the building, and the rubble was scattered and dusty.

The elves of the Dream Weaver family were cut off by the waist and waited for death on the ground.

Boom –

Phew-

Click-

When time resumes flowing, Leila Yumeori's reaction is the most violent.

His lips trembled slightly, and he tried to say something, but he felt that any words pale in the face of the strong wind and the smell of blood.

The purple-gold warrior stood in front of Morris, the master of the Silent Voice, on the broad dragon back of the Sage Dragon, even in a state of pause.

"The Pantheism of the Golden Court is the representative of the dark gods, the heroine of the night." Xia Xiu's golden eyes flashed with a hint of essence.

When his fist slammed down, the air seemed to be compressed to the limit, and the surrounding time and space began to produce subtle cracks, and the fist brought not only destruction, but also accompanied by the waves and ripples of the space itself, like a distorted mirror, reflecting the impending disaster.

This action took place almost at the same time as Metatron's decapitation.

Unable to control her body, she eventually fell to the ground in an extremely indecent position, face down, and slammed into the cold, hard ground.

It's a subtle, almost imperceptible reaction, but it's a sign of things to come.

Qiang –

Boom –

Phew-

A loud roar suddenly sounded in the distant sky, and three streamers approached this way.

did not mourn for a moment for the death of the four masters, and the next to rush to the battlefield was ......