If it were only one or two, he could still think of a way to deal with it, but with a total of twelve, he would absolutely not have any chance to make a move.

Fortunately, it was just a simple energy attack and did not have the advantage of accumulating kinetic energy like space-based weapons. In fact, it would lose a considerable amount of power during the launch process.

However, its speed is so fast that even the Last King would find it difficult to dodge continuously.

However, the lost power had no effect on the massive energy base.

This battlefield itself has become a serious disadvantage for the Last King.

If things continue like this, defeat is inevitable!

The other party seems to still be holding back on something. Otherwise, she wouldn't need to go through all this trouble. She could have simply used a few of the twelve large balls to restrain him and smashed the rest down, guaranteeing that he and most of North Africa would be wiped out.

Moreover, even now, several more seem to be inexplicably attacking other places.

The Last King knew that the ones who would likely be attacked were the few Steel Gods who had come with him but had fallen behind. And if all twelve turrets were to concentrate their attacks on him, even the Last King would likely be in serious trouble.

We absolutely cannot give them that opportunity!

The Last King is still the Last King; in terms of combat experience alone, he is a hundred times more experienced than Orpheus.

The next moment, the Last King's figure transformed into a white lightning bolt, dodging several magic cannons like a phantom, and charged straight at Orpheus, heading straight towards the still-firing Gate of Babylon!

That's right, for the Last King, the best way to break the deadlock now is to win in close combat.

As soon as the distance gets close, the magic cannon becomes a useless means of indiscriminate use, and although the Last King does not know the level of his opponent's strength in melee combat, he is confident that he will definitely not lose to his opponent!

In the next instant, hundreds of artillery shells rained down from the sky.

There were only twelve turrets, but that never meant that each turret could only fire one attack at a time.

Just as the Last King had feared, in that instant, all the attacks were concentrated on him.

Although Orpheus didn't pay much attention to the Last King, he was determined to end the battle as quickly as possible.

The twelve demon stars, formed from condensed energy, each contain three 'snakes' that continuously replenish their power.

Hundreds of magic cannons, each containing enough power to inflict considerable damage on the Last King.

The moment the Last King charged forward, one of the Dragon Goddess's eyes, which had been wandering as if in a daze, suddenly clearly reflected the figure of the Last King.

The treasure vault gates behind them, which had originally been used merely as a distraction, vanished one after another, but in the next moment, hundreds of golden ripples appeared.

Swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks, and forks emerged from the ground.

Every single one of them is a weapon created by God!

While not all of the divine weapons are truly 'divinely created,' almost none are actually man-made. The Gate of Babylon, originally based on human wisdom, naturally contained almost no divinely created weapons. However, after Orpheus visited the Root, he completely filled the gap by including the Noble Phantasm that exploded during his battle with Tiamat.

It just has the disadvantage that once destroyed, it cannot be restored.

However, Orpheus did not intend to mindlessly throw away his precious divine weapons.

As the Last King and the various divine artifacts that were now unhindered and advancing without any obstacles drew closer and closer, the Dragon God Girl's expression remained completely unchanged.

As the right eye of the Last King emitted a dazzling silver light, Orpheus parted her lips slightly.

"liberation."

The moment the words left his mouth, Orpheus's expression suddenly changed slightly, and the light in his eyes began to flicker and become chaotic.

But things did not stop there.

At that moment, the seven-colored brilliance even overshadowed the magic cannon's light.

It could be bursts of fire, ice, lightning, curses, light, or something else entirely.

Under the power of the Word of Power that controls all things in heaven and earth and is known as the omnipotent power of destruction, the divinely created weapons shone with a brilliance that seemed to return to the age of gods.

At the same time, several chains appeared around the Last King, closing in to attack.

The Last King already knew that those were heavenly chains powerful enough to bind even the gods.

Magic Cannon, God-Created Noble Phantasm Release, Heaven's Chains.

With these three measures combined, the Last King's escape routes have been completely blocked.

The Last King's eyes reflected those silvery eyes that seemed to see through everything.

He knew he wouldn't die; this was both a blessing and a curse, a constraint he carried.

But he also knew that the other party might have a way to kill him.

He didn't know whether he should feel gratified or resentful about it.

At the same time, he also knew...

The feeling of fighting that I once had is slowly awakening within me.

This was not a trick, nor was it due to any special power; it was a genuine crushing of oneself with overwhelming force!

The steel god of war, whose passion had been dormant for who knows how long, began to boil again.

As if the light of a star were shining brightly, the Last King's sword art, like a dance, drew perfect trajectories.

The chains of heaven that attacked from all directions were completely deflected by the Last King!

However, after this delay, the Last King could no longer avoid the subsequent attacks.

The Last King smiled at this.

Gone was the previous weariness and gloom, replaced only by a serene elegance.

"My name is Rama..."

When the Last King broke through the final chain and returned to his original position, the savior's sword in his hand had somehow transformed into a longbow.

The last king was named Rama.

Rama's archery skills were far more renowned than his swordsmanship, enough to breach the sea and conquer cities!

"I hope you will remember this name."

Rama, the Last King, spoke without any gunpowder, simply recounting a heartfelt prayer.

Rama knew that this was very likely his last enemy.

Seemingly unconcerned whether Orpheus would respond to his request, Rama drew his bow and nocked an arrow with elegant and skillful movements.

"This is the indestructible power that penetrates the Rakshasa."

At the start of the battle, Orpheus pulled Rama into his extremely fast pace, leaving Rama no chance to even chant incantations. But now, trapped in a desperate situation, Rama instead unleashed his most powerful abilities with a carefree spirit.

Arrows flew out.

The next instant, artillery fire, with combined power enough to level the entire African continent, rained down on Rama.

boom!!!!!

The aftershocks exploded like those of a supernova.

But even faster was the silver arrow star, trailing a dazzling light.

A strike powerful enough to pierce a star—the claim of such a legacy might be an exaggeration, but such a strike could very well be capable of hitting Earth directly.

This attack shot directly at Orpheus!

"So beautiful..."

At this moment, the dragon goddess girl's expression had completely returned to normal, and there was no longer any abnormality. After seeing the arrow, Orpheus gently curled the corners of her mouth, and her eyes finally focused on the attack in front of her.

Then the girl couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Such a strike truly lived up to the reputation of the Last King.

"Rama, I will remember you, and use that to face your final blow."

With a sigh of admiration, Orpheus raised the sword of Ea, which he had been holding in his right hand, forward.

However, upon closer inspection, it can be seen that the girl's right arm has been trembling violently since some time ago.

"Well……"

With a muffled groan that sounded somewhat strained, the crimson storm flashed by.

Then everything before Orpheus's eyes completely disappeared.

Whether it's a rapidly shooting arrow, a spreading supernova, or the Last King who hasn't completely turned to ashes yet, or his savior sword.

Everything has already merged with the space ahead.

It vanished directly into nothingness.

Chapter 232 Long Time No See

The Last King has fallen, without a doubt.

Under the observation of the omniscient and omnipotent star, this result will not be wrong.

It is not that it has fallen into a deep sleep as it did when it failed before, but that it has truly lost its life as a disobedient god.

Perhaps, according to the trajectory set by 'fate,' he will be summoned again in some way to continue his mission, but that will be a long time from now.

Orpheus did not originally intend to kill Rama.

Or rather, having already gained some understanding of the existence of the Last King, she never imagined that she could kill Rama so easily.

Orpheus also said that breaking the curse of fate on Rama was not impossible... but it was pointless and too troublesome.

However, given the current situation... it can only be said that plans can't keep up with changes.

Orpheus looked at the sword of discord in his hand, pursed his lips, and then put it back into his treasury.

With a single step, Orpheus appeared in Atlas's courtyard.

The Dragon Goddess was greeted by three bewildered faces.

Orpheus didn't actually notice that although she was quite restrained in order not to damage the earth and did not use tactics like 'Moonfall', she had actually blasted the Atlas Mountains below into almost a plain.

The battle between the two sides just now was completely beyond the imagination of the three girls.

For ordinary god-slayers, although their destructive power is great, it is only enough to destroy one or two cities. However, the battle between Orpheus and that suddenly appearing god of disobedience, even though neither of them made any moves, still had a range of impacts from the scattered aftershocks and stray bullets that stretched across an entire mountain range!

And that last move was even more of a mystery; the massive spatial rift in the sky outside still hadn't closed...

The rubble piles left after the collapse of the Atlas Mountains were directly sucked in, and no cleaning was needed afterwards.

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