At this moment, shatter the dimensional barrier.

Chapter 53: Angels Descend, the Thirteen Constraints of the Holy Sword Are Unsealed
"Ah ah ah ah..."

"Help! It's the end of the world!"

"Oh my God!"

The soldiers' screams of terror mingled with the sounds of the earth rising and boulders crumbling and rolling, making it impossible to distinguish them from each other.

The soldiers tumbled through the air, their limbs contorted in a grimace, snot, tears, and urine mingling together.

At that moment, the whole world suddenly shattered in their eyes. The earth broke apart, and they inexplicably found themselves high in the sky. The earth cracked open into an abyss with no end in sight, and they all fell into the abyss, as if the giant maw of a demon was about to devour their souls.

Boulders, land, tanks, and armored vehicles all fell together into the huge crack below.

"Ahhhhh! God! Are you punishing us for blaspheming a miracle? Ahhhhh..." A middle-aged man in a general's uniform looked down at the huge abyss that was getting closer and closer, tears streaming down his face.

Because of the recent appearance of a giant pillar of light, a divine miracle, he was ordered by the council to lead a 6,000-strong marine division to seal off the area and search it, hoping to find something left behind by the miracle.

Of course, the United Kingdom of Great Britain could not accept such a huge and obvious miracle. Even within their own country, a rear admiral from the U.S. Navy led a combat team of seven hundred men to be stationed here.

Even though he was very unwilling, he had no way to object to the United States, one of only two superpowers in the world.

But before any miracle could be found, the cataclysmic destruction of the heavens and the earth came first.

At first, he thought it was just a major earthquake, but even if it were, there was no danger to them in such an open space.

To their utter surprise, the horizon disappeared into the distance, a crack appeared across the earth ahead, and then the land they were on rose at an alarming rate.

Before they could react, the ground beneath their feet cracked open, and the military camp, where thousands of soldiers were stationed, plummeted from the sky along with the collapsing boulders and land.

"Oh my god! Great God, I am a devout Protestant! Please don't punish me!" The U.S. Navy Rear Admiral's crotch was soaked with fear as he screamed in despair. But before he could catch his breath, a huge boulder fell on his head and crushed him.

He wouldn't die from being crushed under the boulder in mid-air, but he would die very soon. Upon landing, he wouldn't be crushed to death, but would be buried directly in the ground by the boulder, leaving no trace of his remains.

Rumble, rumble——

The land within a ten-kilometer radius was constantly rising, and the rising land was constantly cracking and breaking apart from mid-air and falling to the ground, creating a scene that had never been seen even in movies.

Countless boulders fell like rain, and the sounds of them collapsing and crashing onto the ground were continuous, just like a scene from a mythological battle between gods.

In just twenty seconds, the soldier's screams had ceased.

A tank loaded with ammunition was struck by a boulder, exploded, sparks flew, and was then completely buried, as if they had never been here or ever existed on Earth.

"How arrogant and self-important!" Los Saint walked along the edge of the open refuge camp, watching the scene with a blank expression.

Buyer had already sent them a message when they went to surround the area.

But they were too greedy, willing to do anything to gain something, as if Buyer's notice was merely preventing them from acquiring supernatural powers.

Kind words are useless against those damned fools, so he calmly watched them walk down a dead end.

Moreover, these soldiers were not innocent; they had all participated in wars of aggression, profited from war, and many had even served as mercenaries in Africa.

There's no need to list the specific nature of mercenaries in Africa.

The refugees, regaining their senses, screamed in terror. "My God! The land over there has completely risen up!"

"My God! What on earth has happened?"

"The city has turned into ruins! Waaah, I just finished paying off the mortgage on my house, why did this happen to me?!" A middle-aged man knelt on the ground and wailed.

"Oh my Lord, is the world going to be destroyed? Is the prophecy of the end times about to come again?" A Protestant priest, clutching his Bible, trembled with fear as he looked at the distant, world-destroying catastrophe.

"Mommy, I'm so scared!" A little girl cried loudly while hugging a young woman with red hair.

"Mom is scared too." The red-haired woman hugged the girl and started crying.

A negative mood hung over the refugee camp, and everyone was plunged into sadness, fear, and despair.

Los Saint turned to look at the dejected people in the refugee camp.

The more than 300,000 people in Cardiff are scattered across dozens of shelters of varying sizes. This particular shelter has more than 10,000 people and is located near the Catholic church.

“Despair and calamity are already in place; now only salvation remains. The fuse for the disintegration of the old order is about to be lit.” A slight smile played on Luo Sheng’s lips, a hint of excitement stirring within his otherwise calm heart.

This was, in fact, the first time he had led the disintegration of a country's old order.

In his perception, Eleanor and Gavin were approaching, not very fast. They were just checking to see if anyone was injured, and if so, Eleanor would heal them.

With the arrival of angels amidst despair, Los Santos could already imagine the fervor that would ignite among the people.

"However, if the mantle vines, which reach a depth of 85 kilometers, continue to extend towards the ground, the surface material that is lifted out will be terrifying. At that time, a giant peak that is even taller than Mount Everest will appear here."

Los Saint raised his hand, and a golden notebook flashed by, revealing a blue spherical phantom in his hand. This phantom was of Earth and was monitoring Earth's condition in real time.

85 kilometers below the surface in Wales, on the British Isles, a red area is spreading towards the surface as restricted mantle vines frantically burrow towards it.

It is still falling, only part of it has appeared under the earth's crust, and it has impatiently broken through the soil before it has completely fallen out.

The compression of the Earth's crust is constantly accumulating energy, and when the compression reaches a certain level, the release of this energy will cause a larger earthquake.

Before the mantle vines break through the soil, the earthquakes will become stronger and stronger, reducing most of the cities in southern Britain to ruins, including the world-class metropolis of London.

The waves generated by the earthquake can reach 20 meters high, and coastal cities in Europe are at risk of being hit by the waves.

Once the mantle vines have fully emerged from the ground, the compression of the Earth's crust will cause the continental framework to shift a certain distance, resulting in a slight continental drift, which will likely move the British Isles a few kilometers toward the European continent.

"What is that?" Eleanor and Gavin stared blankly at the rising 'mountain range' in the distance.

“All of Britain is wailing, the land is weeping, as if a sharp sword has pierced its heart.” Artoria looked down at Excalibur in her hand.

At this moment, the Sword of Excalibur was pulsating, sometimes bright, sometimes dim, a phenomenon that only occurred when facing enemies of planets or the earth.

She only encountered him once, when he was still King of Camelot, her nemesis, the self-destructive will of Britain, the lowly king, Vortigern the White Dragon.

"The cause of all this is the enemy of the planet, the enemy of the world..." Artoria gripped Excalibur tightly, the thirteen seals on it were being broken, especially the most important one: "This is the war to save the world."

　Godfathers, godfathers, dear godfathers, please grant me a monthly pass! (orz)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)