Origin Player.

Chapter 657 The Final Time Ring: The Silver World
Dawn has not yet arrived.

Inside the Golden Castle, the emperor, sitting on his throne, did not rest at all. The King's Sword Guard constantly sent back first-hand intelligence, even at the cost of the lives of two members.

"The four gods—the Dragon King, the Light King, the Sun, and the Shadow—fell one after another, and the Sage and the Chief Bishop suffered heavy casualties."

"Ms. Storm probably met with misfortune from the very beginning, or rather, her death was the beginning of everything."

"The authority of war, with the death of Vigrid, the fall of the god-conqueror, the goddess of fate, is probably Freya. The Church of Fate and the elves have indeed been allied for a long time."

"In addition, there are whispers, divine knights, goddesses, mother monsters, and heavenly fathers."

The emperor closed his eyes to rest. With half of the twelve moon gods gone, his pressure was greatly reduced. However, it would be difficult for him to take action next, as the gods would no longer allow him to control the situation.

“Rhine Augustus, who controls the Sky-level puppets and Freya, it’s understandable that the Heavenly Father Cult couldn’t kill him, but we must find a way to destroy one of them in order to maintain balance.”

"The Steel Sword Saint, use it while being cautious. No matter how great the favor, it cannot withstand the erosion of time. As for the Southern Battlefield, the last news that came back seems to have been three days ago."

The emperor was lost in thought. Since recovering from his serious illness, he had been somewhat reluctant to accept the idea of ​​an heir. Even during the reign of the Great Emperor, the Dragon Clan had never faced such a perilous situation. A large number of peak beings from the Heroic Age posed a threat, and the slightest carelessness could lead to the annihilation of the clan.

A moment later, the emperor gave the order.

Prince Rhine Augustus was promoted to Grand Secretary and appointed to the Imperial Council. The Steel Sword Saint was granted the title of Grand Duke of the Central Province. The Third Prince converted to the Church of the Father, and the Pope of the Father also served as Grand Justice. He issued a ban on the Church of the Seven Gods, prohibiting anyone who believed in the Church of the Seven Gods from remaining in the Imperial government.

The emperor looked at the prime minister and the recorder in front of the palace and said, "The destruction of the Medici family shall be carried out by Prince Augustus and the Steel Sword Saint."

The Prime Minister replied, "His Highness the Prince has already ordered the mobilization of the Grand Knights of the Sixth and Seventh Legions."

The emperor smiled, and said with some complicated feelings, "That's exactly what I was thinking."

Of all the gods, only Vigrid left behind direct descendants, or more accurately, divine children. When the god of war fell, the faith in war was likely concentrated in the first generation of bloodlines.

Both of his offspring are at the Saint Realm. If they were to advance further, they would pose an endless threat. It's something that can be easily eliminated without any effort; there's no need to watch it escalate into a problem.

……

The inner city of the capital.

The streets were extensively damaged. The Sixth and Seventh Legions entered the capital to clear the battlefield, treat the wounded, and surround the Medici family's strongholds.

boom!
A tavern wall collapsed, and the nightingales scattered in all directions. Belladonna tumbled out, her back covered with sharp sword marks. In order to survive the war of the gods, the energy of the Sanctuary had long been exhausted, but the pursuers were still relentless.

"I'm going to kill you!"

With bloodshot eyes, the hero Xin charged out of the tavern like a raging beast. Only three remnants of the hero's sword remained. He stared intently at Belladonna's back. Freya, though trapped in the demon's lair, was still alive, but this girl had killed two of her companions. Her crime was unforgivable.

"Damn it!" Belladonna gritted her teeth and fled.

Both were now badly injured and exhausted. The vortex of fate continued to entangle them, with knightly teams arriving by chance to either hinder their escape or thwart their pursuit, keeping them in a stalemate.

In a narrow alley, Belladonna's vision was blurry, but she kept walking. She vaguely caught sight of a young man drinking against the wall. He was dressed in a red robe, tall and slender, with his long platinum blonde hair simply tied up. He was extremely handsome, with a face of unimaginable beauty. Unfortunately, his eyes were too cold and emotionless, making him unapproachable.

"Prince Augustus!" Belladonna exclaimed in surprise, staggering and falling to the ground, rolling away.

"stop!"

The brave warrior Xin rushed over with all his might. Due to the enormous exertion, he was radiating heat like a cooked shrimp. When he saw Prince Augustus appear quietly, his anger intensified.

Get lost, I'll settle the score with you later!

Upon hearing this, Jiang He took a step forward.

At that very moment, sensing the impending death of the "Child of Destiny," the world of gods mobilized a vast amount of destiny power, and a vortex could be faintly seen forming high in the sky.

Jiang He raised his sword and gently slashed, activating the Divine World Doomsday - Fallen Angel. The vortex of fate was severed in the middle, and the lightning rolling with the power of heaven and earth dissipated.

The vast difference in speed meant that even as the brave warrior Xin was charging forward, his head was shattered by a single slap, and his headless corpse sank into the golden flames, turning to ashes.

“Your Highness,” Belladonna said with a delighted smile, “thank you for your help…”

boom!
Jiang He turned around and kicked Belladonna, turning her into a bloody mist.

[Hint: You have defeated the Chosen One]
[Hint: You have obtained 2 Medium Soul Crystals and 10 Immortal-grade Lucky Stones]
[Note: The debtor has died, and their soul has been frozen due to bankruptcy. You have recovered the debt and can seize one of the debtor's extraordinary abilities (extraordinary power, destiny, special weapon, talent, etc.) from their lifetime.]
Jiang He made a choice, pushing Belladonna from a regular gold-tier character to a hero elite, which brought him great benefits.

[Hint: You have obtained 2 Medium Soul Crystals]
[Hint: You have obtained the Shadow Power Crystal (Exclusive to Shadow Saints)]
[Hint: Spear Master LV27→LV31—When using spear-type weapons, deals 572% additional damage and 572% additional soul damage. 10% of total damage is converted into true damage. Spear Master Ability: Disarm—Can disarm an enemy master of skill in one hit.]
[Note: You have awakened the Grandmaster Spearmanship Ultimate Skill - Blazing Edge - Increases the fire effect of spear techniques by 100% and deals an additional 100% soul damage]
Jiang He conjured the Eternal Regret Dragon Spear in his hand. As the power of the sun was activated, golden flames flowed across the spear, and the even more dazzling golden flames burned ripples in the true space.

The next moment, a crow arrived after receiving the message.

Before he could speak, a power crystal was fed into his mouth. At the same time, Jiang He used the power of Gluttony to eliminate the flesh and blood power. Wu He could not withstand the two powers.

"Boss!" Wuhe exclaimed in surprise.

"A small gift." Jiang He said, "The plan has changed. I need to find a way to resurrect the God of Shadows, or at least his body."

Compared to flesh and blood, shadow is clearly more suitable for a mob, but in the past, due to limited conditions, they had to make do. Now that Belladonna is a saint, that is, the spokesperson of the god of shadow, she has the corresponding powers, which can only be said to be reasonable.

To resurrect the body of the God of Shadows, it is necessary to find the remaining traces of his extraordinary abilities. The Holy Blood Spear used to slaughter gods is almost the only option, and it must be done before the traces disappear.

"Heavenly Father Pope." Jiang He thought to himself, casually picking up the Hero's Sword. The plan for the Belladonna Sword was somewhat regrettable, because the God of Shadows had not overlooked the hidden dangers within the Saint.

Wuhe experienced the newfound power of shadow, and the feeling of merging with the shadow gave him a strong sense of security.

"Boss, what do we do next?"

"Solve the Medici family."

……

Medici Castle.

Thousands of knights lined up outside the castle, while hundreds of Medici family members gathered in the hall. In fact, Vigrid's divine incarnation was just one of the family heads throughout history; the bloodline of this ancient family was quite extensive.

By this time, news of Duke Wiglide's death had already spread.

The Duchess had fainted from crying, the young nobleman remained silent, and Shindai was still in pain and confusion because Jiang He had killed her father.

"Young masters and ladies, sirs and madams, please remember the glory of our family!" the old butler shouted, then distributed poison to the women. He had long been mentally prepared for this inevitable consequence of losing a court intrigue.

boom!
The doors to the hall were pushed open.

A young man with a raven perched on his shoulder walked in, carrying a silver spear. Despair gradually crept across the faces of the crowd. Augustus's arrival meant there was no turning back.

"The royal family fears the blood of war," the old butler said coldly. "If the Duke were alive, the empire would burn to ashes."

“He’s dead. I killed him completely.”

Jiang He looked at the young nobleman. Vigrid's eldest son was the royal family's and his primary target for execution. In some lower-level worlds, this guy would be a demigod born with divine status. Of course, if you put an ordinary silver-level being in the ancient bronze world, he might be worshipped as a god by the natives.

"As for you."

Jiang He turned his gaze to the tea-haired girl and said calmly, "Since we are acquaintances, you are free to leave or stay."

The Seventh Legion Commander wanted to speak upon hearing this, but was silenced by the cold gaze. The Steel Sword Saint hadn't even come, clearly indicating that he didn't intend to face the current situation. In this respect, the Sword Saint, who came from the court, was more cultured than the legion officers.

Mirai Kamishiro slowly rose, tears still lingering in the corners of her eyes. She was filled with pain, yet her demeanor was resolute and calm as she spoke:

“Senior, if you want to exterminate the Medici family, you must kill me first. I killed my two sisters and my father. I cannot stand by and watch my last remaining family members die.”

Mirai Kamishiro's eyes were stubborn; the only thing she could rely on now was her feelings for the other person.

Jiang He shook her head slightly and said coldly, "You are not a core member of my team, and you are not qualified to make me back down. People must be responsible for their own choices. This is the last chance."

Wuhe lowered his head and preened his feathers. If it were him and Lao Hei, or Zhuang Ya and Si Ning who asked, the boss would definitely agree. But he wasn't familiar with Shendai Future and had no reason to plead for her. Most importantly, he felt he had to cherish this unconditional indulgence and at least not waste it on irrelevant people.

Mirai Kamishiro silently shed tears, then resolutely said, "No, I'd rather die here."

"Goodbye then."

Jiang He calmly stepped forward, golden flames surging from her palm. The delicate body of the future Goddess turned to ashes, and even her soul was completely annihilated. The young nobleman roared and swung his sword, but was kicked to pieces.

The Duchess drank the poison with hatred, cursing, "You scoundrel who toyed with Violet's feelings, you'll go to hell sooner or later, and I'll be waiting for you there."

"Even your last words were blessings; you're truly forgiving."

Jiang He snapped the man's neck, then casually waved his hand, ordering the Grand Knights, "Kill them all."

Thousands of knights drew their swords in unison. The old steward offered no resistance. With his lord and his bloodline dwindling, he had lost all reason to live.

As dawn broke, a bloody mist filled the area around the Medici Castle, and flames engulfed it. This powerful family, like countless noble families in the capital, met its demise in the court intrigues.

Avoiding the flames, Jiang He walked out of the castle. The main quest ③ required him to kill a god, a child of destiny, and a fallen god. After killing Vigrid and others, the first two tasks were completed. When he killed Kamishiro Mirai, the quest was completely completed.

The near-legendary Tsukuyomi is also a fallen god.

[Hint: Your soul half, Lilith, has taken control of the Moon's Authority; the Crimson Authority has been restored to its full potential]
[Hint: Main Quest ③ Completed. You have obtained 1 Legendary Gold Skill Enhancement Scroll]
Jiang He didn't care what tricks Lilith had left on the future of the Gods; at this moment, he chose to directly upgrade the final time ring, which was his main support in terms of mechanics.

[Name: Soul Armament - Final Knight]
[Category: System]
[Quality: Legendary]
[Effect ①: Final Time Ring - Resets time status three times per day, individually increases rank by 1 (Holy Spirit level), can affect external targets and actual areas (area range is equivalent to the domain's area of ​​effect: a fifth-tier world can cover a radius of 100,000 meters), can select multiple targets when used, lasts for a maximum of three seconds]
[Effect ②: Bloodline Progenitor - Strength, Constitution, Agility, and Spirit stats +1, Charisma +5, Golden Energy +10000 (Emphasis/Beyond Limits)]
[Effect ③: Möbius - Can conjure two phantom knights symbolizing the past and the future (Past Knight and Future Knight), with the same basic attributes and active/passive skills as the player, and the positions of the player and the phantom knights can be swapped.]

When Möbius's ultimate state is activated, the past, future, and present merge, increasing all basic stats by 180%. This skill will consume a significant amount of stamina.
[Effect 4: Ouroboros - The damage or even death suffered by the final rider can be actively transferred to past and future riders to bear it in their place]
[Effect ⑤: Blood Conversion - Through the Embrace ritual, a person is transformed into an alien species and controlled by blood. Each point of spirit is equal to one Embrace slot. Source blood can be created to transform the target being into a blood relative (lower progenitor)]
[Note: Time stands still for it (energy is consumed based on the extent of its effect over time)]
[Strength: 65+2→66+2]
[Agility: 65+2 → 66+2]
[Constitution: 67+2→68+2]
[Spirit: 65+2→66+2]
[Charm: 100+11→105+11]
[Gold Energy Value: 120000]
Jiang He clenched his fist. The comprehensive improvement in stats was definitely not insignificant. Now that he had become a high-ranking progenitor of the vampire clan, he realized that the potential of this bloodline was probably nearing its limit, after all, the upper limit of the Eternal Dark World was there.

As the sun rose, Jiang He boarded a carriage prepared by the Lemon Merchant Guild and headed to the Imperial Arena.

Viewed from above, the Imperial Arena resembles a giant oval emblem, embedded in the ancient land of the capital. It exudes a sense of orderly beauty, with its partially exposed columns in the archways, the hard stone slabs paving the arena passageways, and the tiered stands all radiating the weight of history.

Due to the destruction last night, there are far fewer spectators in the capital today, but the number still remains around 70,000. The Sacred Tournament has not seen a treaty war for thirty years, making it a highly anticipated event.

The Emperor, the Pope, the new Duke Steel Sword Saint, and even some high-ranking remnants of the Seven Gods Cult were all present.

"Augustus!"

"Kill the demon wolf quickly!"

Some screamed wildly, while others couldn't wait to see death. Behind the gilded fence, the Pope looked around and asked, "Who will be the judge?"

When the two martial arts contestants entered the arena, the emperor stood up, and the stands fell silent; everyone was dumbfounded.

"Begin!" the emperor announced loudly.

The long-awaited World War I has officially begun.

But when the demon wolf saw Jiang He enter the arena, he noticed a strange boredom on her face, as if she had no interest in the enemy.

"Prince Augustus, do you look down on me like this?"

The demon wolf said coldly, "The invincible holy domain that has forged its authority is not worth your serious attention? Who gave you your arrogance? Do you really think you killed a god?"

With the Steel Authority fully activated, a dark black luster flowed across the surrounding ground. The exclusive combat skill of the Demon Wolf, Steel Tsunami, was about to erupt. Judging from his aura, he was indeed qualified to challenge the old swordsman. Those who could wield authority at the hero level were all extraordinary.

Unfortunately, Jiang He did not answer.

He gazed at the entire Imperial Arena. The previously frenzied cheers and roars cooled down, and the faces of the Great Achievement and Saint Realm experts turned pale. The emperor wiped his mouth; it was actually the smell of killing intent.

The Pope murmured incredulously, "He's going mad."

His killing intent was plain and unmistakable, directed at everyone.

The Steel Sword Saint gripped the hilt of his sword, his eyes heavy.

"Even if he goes crazy, he has no chance of winning against two against three."

On the golden battlefield.

Jiang He completely ignored the rampant steel light. His right hand pointed to the sky, his left palm pressed against his abdomen, and his arms were outstretched, looking like the opposing hands of an hour and minute hand.

"Fate has taught me that this move will come at a great cost."

"But I still can't resist giving it a try."

"After all, time has stood still for me."

Just as the heroes were looking solemn, a silver light was released from Jiang He's fingertips, and an unprecedented torrent of time responded to his call, descending upon the land within a radius of 100,000 meters.

—The Final Time Ring: The Silver World.

Within this vast area, time seems to flow backward every moment, fallen swords constantly return to their original positions, dropped cups linger in mid-air, birds hover, dust remains still, and even the souls of living beings are continuously being restored.

At this moment, the capital city and the surrounding plains truly entered a state of complete stillness.

Jiang He relaxed his hand gesture. He was the only being in the static Silver World who was qualified to move. He was expected to have absolute freedom within three seconds and become the master of the Silver World.

puff!

Jiang He pierced the demon wolf's forehead with the silver dragon spear, and the power of the sun knocked down the power of steel.

[Note: Joint promotion mission completed]
[Hint: You are advancing to the Heroic Age]
The heroic energy that erupted and sublimated within Jiang He cleansed his body from the inside out. His bones were being reorganized, crackling and popping. Brilliant divine light surged from the depths of his bone marrow, and his veins coiled like dragons, revealing ferocious patterns beneath his skin.

A phantom image of an ancient savage dragon with nine heads and eighteen horns roamed between his spines, a pillar of powerful energy shot up from the top of his head, his blood surged like a river, his heart pounded like a drum, each beat causing the vacuum to hum, as if invisible shackles within his body had been broken, and a vast and abyss-like aura erupted.

Until the space around him, which was three zhang long, collapsed with a deafening roar, every drop of his blood was burning, and golden light was rising. It actually condensed into a golden divine flame outside his body. The heroic body gave Jiang He a 50% overall improvement, and all 120,000 golden energies were converted.

[Hint: You have gained Heroic Body and Heroic Energy]
[Hint: Your overall rank has reached the sub-legendary level]
[Hint: You have become an ordinary being in the Age of Heroes]
[Hint: Your animal companion has received a promotion]
[Note: Your three mythical forms have merged, retaining their respective abilities. Due to your ascension from the Golden King, you have gained corresponding privileges. The scale of your mythical forms will not decrease due to the world level.]
Behind Jiang He, a giant towering a thousand meters tall rose from the ground.

Dongjun was dressed in a crown and dragon robe, holding the huge spear of the Martial Lord. Half of his body was completely black, like the black sun emitting fierce light. The dragon robe was full of the majesty of armor. Then, two heads and four arms grew out of the huge body, and the skeletons of billions of living beings hung all around him.

The damage transfer from the apocalypse of the divine world, the mastery of the spear technique of the Martial Lord and the mastery of the sun's authority of the Eastern Lord were perfectly combined at this moment, becoming inseparable. And at a deeper level, countless blood flies flew out from among billions of heads, like their retinues.

[Hint: You have awakened the Mythical Form - Hell Lord]
Jiang He waved his hand, and the Hell Lord vanished with a roar. The biggest advantage of the new form is that it can unleash world-destroying Hell Smallpox and Hell Black Death at any time without the need for planning or preparation.

The time stop has not yet ended.

To be precise, only one-third of the time has passed.

The King of the Underworld controlled the demon wolf's body, and Jiang He entered the spatial vortex and arrived in front of the Heavenly Father Pope. He charged up and unleashed the Victory Oath Spear, killing him, and then seized the Holy Blood Spear.

The next moment, time reversed for both of them.

The bodies of the God of Shadows and the Pope Father were resurrected, and they too became puppets under the command of the King of the Underworld.

Jiang He pried open the emperor's jaw, poured in a legendary-level poisonous blood that lasted for a full second, and then returned to the original position.

nail!
Time began to flow again.

"what's the situation!"

"The demon wolf is dead?"

"I feel like I've missed something."

Where is the Pope?

In the stands, countless people from the capital city looked bewildered. The emperor couldn't help but cough violently, his eyes filled with extreme terror, his body ice-cold. Someone had fed him something unknown without his knowledge, something completely beyond his comprehension.

Rumble, rumble!

Suddenly, lightning flashed and thunder roared in the sky.

Within a radius of 100,000 meters, there was a huge difference of three seconds between the timeline and the world's timeline. The world's most fundamental corrective power erupted, and an invisible storm enveloped the Imperial Capital Plain, heading towards the source of the difference.

Unable to defend.

It cannot be dodged.

It cannot be restored.

Three invisible longswords, filled with the power of world origin and correction, pierced through Jiang He's heart, throat, and abdomen. As the price for manipulating time, this injury could not even be restored by the Time Ring. Fortunately, the fatality rate of the Golden King's vital points was greatly reduced.

Jiang He collapsed to the ground, vomiting several mouthfuls of golden blood. His face was extremely exhausted. If he had been forced to activate the technique twice in a short period of time, he might actually have died. The great price warned of fate was truly well-deserved.

Just once, and it dealt him an unprecedented blow.

After a long while, Jiang He stood up amidst countless complex gazes, looking south with a puzzled expression. Just now, when she was extremely weak, the Fate Line from the south of the Empire conveyed a clear threat, as if it had been lurking for a long time.

“Someone has been planning to target me all along.”

(End of this chapter)