After reaching the maximum level, my "soft rice system" finally arrived.

......

Secondary dimension.

This is a gap between planes, a place that cannot be observed by the astral or spiritual realms.

If we compare the main world, the Abyss, and other higher planes to the branches and roots of a tree, then these secondary dimensions are like leaves and fruits, independent of each other yet subtly connected.

A golden-haired, golden-eyed elf girl slowly emerged from the void, her left eye, which had been slightly closed, slowly opened, revealing intricate arcane runes.

"Have they finally found this place...?"

The Black Tower Master uttered these chilling words to himself, as if he had expected it all along, yet they carried a heavy sense of accepting his fate.

But then, as if realizing something—

The golden elf suddenly stopped speaking.

After a long while, a glimmer of light suddenly flashed in Vimers's indifferent golden eyes.

She suddenly smiled.

"It seems——"

"I've finally waited for this..."

"A variable that belongs uniquely to me, an outcast of this time, found through countless cycles of repetition—"

"And what I long for—"

"A tiny miracle."

......

An arrow of light, launched from near-Earth orbit of this planet, its bowstring drawn by gravity.

It crossed the vacuum of near-Earth orbit, penetrated the atmosphere and clouds, and transcended the constraints of the magic network and arcane laws.

Tearing the air apart, stirring up a storm.

Unable to dodge.

There is no escape.

Whether it's spatial spells like "Astral Walk" in the Wizarding system, or skills like "Shadow Strike" for Ranger classes, they can all achieve an effect similar to teleportation.

However, all of the above require advance preparation for implementation.

In other words, it's what gaming terminology refers to as the casting animation.

This would seem insignificant in ordinary battles, but at this moment—

This brief moment of anticipation seemed so long in the face of that crimson streak of light descending from the sky.

It exceeded the limits of neural responses.

A crimson rainbow fell from the sky, like a world-destroying blaze.

Then--

It hit the target squarely and without the slightest deviation.

......

The sound disappeared.

Next to disappear is the color.

The world became silent, with only the gushing hot starlight remaining.

The light is flowing.

The light roars.

The surging light stirred up countless vortexes, swallowing the Second Prince and the iron-patterned moon behind him, along with the night.

On the earth that melted instantly, every divine power element that constituted this divine body was exposed to the scorching impact.

ahhh-

The second prince let out a silent roar, his expression twisted, furious and ferocious.

After invoking divine intervention and receiving divine power, his life essence underwent a true leap.

It is less like a human and more like a mythical creature.

His body was so tough that even the Lava Mountain Dragon, known for its physical strength in the Western Continent, could not compare to him. Ordinary spells below the forbidden level could not even cause a splash when they hit him.

However, under the impact of that starlight—

The Second Prince's body, which surpassed that of a dragon, appeared no different from that of an ordinary person at this moment, and was shattered in an instant.

A surge of immense divine power rose up, barely managing to reassemble his shattered body.

Then, after a fraction of a second, it shattered again.

In just a few breaths, the cycle of destruction and reunion repeated dozens of times.

By relying on the healing power of divine forces and enduring the final few seconds of impact, one can find a glimmer of hope.

Unleashing such a large-scale offensive forbidden spell must consume an enormous amount of energy!

Even Ciel... must be exhausted and nearing the end of his life.

When that time comes, that will be my time to retaliate...

The second prince's thoughts had just begun to form.

click-

That's the sound of something breaking.

He struggled to lift his head.

Then, the second prince saw a small crack suddenly appear on the iron-patterned moon behind him.

At first, the crack was very slight and could not be detected without careful observation.

But after a few breaths, the crack expanded rapidly and soon covered the entire moon disk.

Then--

pat-

Under the incredulous gaze of the Second Prince.

The iron-patterned moon, symbolizing half of the true god's body, shattered into countless metallic points of light.

next moment.

Having lost the protection of divine power, the white light carried everything to another world.

......

Whether it's the walls of Hailan Mansion or the ground...

Everything was connected and swallowed up, heading towards the distant other side of the night sky.

Then, explode.

The mark of light was imprinted on the sky, turning the entire night sky outside the capital city crimson.

Followed by.

From a very far distance...

The blast arrived at the capital a little later, blowing away the rain clouds, shaking the houses, overturning the mountains and forests, shaking the earth, and sweeping past.

The iron-patterned moon, symbolized by the divine descent, was dispelled.

All that was left was the reappearance of the beautiful bright moon and the boundless starry sky.

A raging gust of wind swept in, scattering Isadela's long silver hair.

She looked at the person beside her with her beautiful, dark purple eyes—

The black-haired, black-eyed wizard calmly gazed at the scene before him.

The bright moonlight fell on his profile, highlighting his distinct and deep features.

"It really is......"

"As reliable as ever."

Isabelle stretched out her slender fingers and smoothed the stray silver hairs that had been ruffled by the wind at her temples, a slight smile playing on her lips.

Unlike those nobles who, upon seeing things go wrong, immediately try to switch sides and repeatedly jump between the advantageous and disadvantageous sides.

From beginning to end, Isabella never doubted the Charles's victory.

As long as Ciel is there, no matter how strong the enemy or how dire the situation seems, he will eventually calmly turn the tide.

Although such trust seems very emotional and illogical.

However, Isabella remained steadfast in her belief.

Because, ever since the two first met and started that little adventure group called "Morning Star," it has always been like this.

For ten years, nothing has changed.