Mystery: Time Travelers of the Fourth Era

Chapter 521 Detonating the Bomb

Sigh—that's enough...

This is Mr. Men's statement on the Fifth Duke's private channel after he had his fill of fun and felt incredibly satisfied.

If not for the fact that Jacob was closely bound to Antigonus and Ammon through grafting and spirit splitting abilities, Mr. Men even wanted to form a small group of three to exclude Jacob and Tamara. Unfortunately, he couldn't do it because Jacob said that there were things that couldn't be said face to face, and that he didn't want to form a small group or clique.

At this point, killing Jacob would theoretically be equivalent to taking down Mr. Men, Amun, Antigonus, and Tamara, one life each. This wasn't due to the Red Priest's collective authority, but rather because the server opened by the Red Priest served as a bridge, with the authority of the three factions working together.

If it weren't for this, Mr. Men was worried that halfway through the fight, everyone would run away behind him. If it weren't for this thuggish, forced binding, the unity of the Gui San family might just be a grand unity of all the insects separated by time, space, history, and fate, each speaking their own language.

The formation is not in disarray, all thanks to Jacob overseeing the battle from behind, holding onto Ammon tightly and preventing him from leaving.

No one was planning a sneak attack; the reason for killing one person first, and indirectly killing the others, was very simple.

This is impossible; you want to ambush someone's ancestors, to ambush four pairs of eyes that are darting left and right.

It's somewhat difficult.

No one in the group responded to Mr. Men's statement.

Mr. Door knew this would be the outcome. After all, whenever it came to changing people, these guys learned to be modest and polite. Although he was indeed the most suitable among the five dukes to stand on the stage, he couldn't be allowed to go every time.

"Zarathustra is not your follower after all."

Stopping... it wasn't something that could be stopped just like that. After muting the microphone, Mr. "Door" in the alternate dimension gave a subtle hint and relaxed his "health management of the fallen God".

I know you're not happy about this, but I'm innocent too. Anyway, Zarathustra worships Solomon, and He isn't your angel. No matter how much we struggle, we'll just keep wasting our time here. Let's just leave it at that and keep things looking good.

You've already helped.

Mr. "Door" manipulated several powers in succession, actually cutting off and sealing a part of the shadow on the Fallen God. Of course, the purpose of doing this was not to weaken the Fallen God, but to suppress the passive characteristic of "Incarnation of Filth" so that the Fallen God, who was in a frenzy, could wake up and realize that the two sides had fought to a sufficient extent and it was time to end the battle.

As expected, with the sealing of Mr. Door, the multiple negative sources of the Fallen God were separated to some extent. The anger and rage that the Fallen God originally harbored were indeed reduced. After all, He had seriously wanted to kill Mr. Door, but it was a fact that He could not kill Mr. Door.

At this point, things have escalated to this extent, and it's pretty much over.

The Second Solomon Empire will definitely suffer this loss, given its current overall weakness.

Let's leave it at that for now, we'll call again another day.

Even the mad, fallen God's madness is still largely predictable, not complete chaotic evil. At this point, he had already accepted Mr. Men's attitude. The two of them exchanged a few more gestures, after all, they needed to smooth things over before going home. The ending had to be as neat as possible, since so many eyes on Earth were watching.

The exhibition match just started off half-heartedly...

Standing from Jacob's perspective, Xia Er counted the days. It seemed that the balance of power on the continent was still too terrifying. Even this situation prevented a war from breaking out. However, if they missed this opportunity, it would be even more difficult to start a war next time. It was more like a conspiracy, not smooth at all.

All preparations were made. The moment Mr. Men prepared to disband the group chat, they would forcibly seize the highest level of access to the Source Castle, take over Mr. Men's account, and then open a massive gate to the barrier of the Western Continent, directly igniting the emotions of the entire Northern and Southern Continents and blasting out all the lurking fish at once.

This was planned long ago.

After all, these guys' emotions have become too stable after being tormented several times in the Fourth Era. They are also more easily stimulated. They are not easily provoked by small things. Only a major event that would kill everyone can make them panic and smash the order they have built in the past.

Therefore, a Sequence 3 ancient scholar characteristic is essential.

Chael killed Zarathustra under the identity of Jacob, partly to gain usable traits, which was also planned in advance.

After all, this Fourth Age has become somewhat chaotic due to the intrusion of the Hermits.

If Shael doesn't cause any trouble, the false peace that the gods of the Fourth Age have built with their current tacit understanding might be able to last from the Fourth Age until the barrier of the Fifth Age is about to break, just like the seven gods of the Fifth Age were able to maintain peace for more than two thousand years.

If we don't ignite this Fourth Era where everything—class, order, stance, and faction—is solidified, it will develop into a Lostbelt, distorting the true history of the mysterious world. At that point, others may be fine, but Shael of the Fifth Era will most likely be doomed.

click!

A crisp, melodious sound, like the ringing of a sword or the snapping of chains, rang out almost instantly, exceeding the expectations of everyone present, including Xia'er, who had already prepared for an instant explosion.

After the fake match between the Fallen God and Mr. Door ended, Mr. Door began to release people. The alternate dimension began to collapse rhythmically in the darkness. At this moment, unable to contain the Fallen God, a golden sword light flashed by, crossing space and time. The speed was so fast that even Mr. Door, who was preparing to clock out, almost did not react.

A golden longsword pierced through the back of the Fallen God, striking just as nearly two-thirds of his body had left the alternate dimension. The Fallen God was not unprepared; in fact, even Mr. Door was worried that something might go wrong and remained highly vigilant.

But what no one expected was...

"Trentost!"

The wrath of the fallen God instantly filled the sky with dark clouds, and a terrifying black tide spread rapidly, covering three counties in the blink of an eye and engulfing most of the Hornach Mountains. The golden sword of order also began to crumble under the erosion of this corrupting power.

However, the sword itself is destined to break; the damage it inflicts is secondary.

The most fatal thing was the attached decree and the subsequent trial, which was tantamount to executing someone first and informing them later.

"I, the Emperor of the Trensost Empire, declare you to be the one who bears the brunt of all the evil deeds in the world!"

"Your very existence is a sin, and you deserve judgment!"

In the grand hall of the royal palace in Backlund, the somewhat bookish and always emotionally stable "Emperor of Law," Trensault, pronounced judgment on the sins of the fallen God before the world's eyes.