Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

The explosions of etheric collisions, the bloody light of flesh being shattered, and the resounding booms of clashing artifacts were incessant. One after another, living beings, like moths drawn to a raging fire, either turned to ashes, disintegrated and scattered, or fell to the ground on the sea.

Without the Protoss's stability, the World Wall, supported by the twelve End Spears, trembled violently and was on the verge of collapse.

Meanwhile, the stardust scattered by the Star Vanguard rapidly exacerbated the distortions in the various Ages of Gods.

Meanwhile, on Rome's eastern border.

A violent sandstorm swept across the fortress, turning the sky a hazy yellow. Along with the sandstorm, distorted, swaying figures appeared on the desolate landscape.

Food...the taste of food...

"I'm so hungry! So hungry!"

As these creatures emerged from the storm, they caught the delicious scent wafting from the fortress and instantly transformed like hyenas locking onto their prey. Their sluggish movements became swift, with some running rapidly and others charging forward on all fours.

boom!

In an instant, the bulky figure crashed through the city wall, while the slender and agile monster climbed the broken rock face and pounced on the panicked defenders.

"A heartless sinner! A heartless sinner!"

"Monsters roaming the Wasteland of Death have emerged! Why are there so many of them?!"

"You can't kill him, you simply can't kill him!"

"Oh no, the curse on them is spreading through their wounds!"

"The priest? Where is the priest?!"

"They're all dead! They're all dead!"

"Ah! My hand...I...I'm so hungry...so hungry..."

After the sandstorm subsided, tens of thousands of deformed creatures, like a red-black dead tide, surged from the dilapidated holes in the city fortress into the streets and alleys of the town, annihilating all the vibrant life in no time.

The capital of Persia.

On the dilapidated city wall, where the breach had been hastily plugged, charred skeletons were hurriedly carried down, bloodstains were scattered among the bricks and stones, and clumps of grayish-white, fluffy matter rustled in the wind within the city.

Queen Boudica of Victory glanced at the Persians with West Asian features beside her. Both sides were wary of each other, and an awkward and tense atmosphere filled the air.

These Persians were originally Persian troops from nearby fortresses who were urgently sending reinforcements to the capital.

However, two sudden natural disasters resulted in the loss of two-thirds of the army exposed in the wilderness.

Similarly, the capital was engulfed in flames, and the Roman legions scattered to suppress the flames were also broken up.

In the chaos, the two sides came together. Instinctively for survival, they tacitly put down their swords and joined hands to open the magical barrier of the capital.

No one expected the battle to turn out this way...

Of course, another answer that forced them to take a unified stance was outside the city.

"Bury away their sins, purify them with fire!"

Above the sky, which shattered like a mirror, radiant beings descended gracefully, raising flaming swords and coldly unleashing their judgment.

Maya.

Dense fire rain ripped through the night sky, descending from the horizon. Lush vegetation became the best fuel, and thick smoke billowed everywhere, with flames shooting into the sky.

Jaguar warriors, jaguar warriors, and eagle warriors, armed with obsidian weapons, dressed in animal skin clothing, and wearing feathered or animal helmets, strive to maintain order and organize manpower to fight fires in the darkness of night, protecting the various tribes.

Boom boom boom!

However, as soon as these core forces maintaining tribal order gathered, they were bombarded by beams of cross-shaped light descending from the sky, turning into a flurry of severed limbs and blood flowing freely.

Click...

At the same time, the square Mayan pyramid suddenly cracked open amidst the raging flames. An old priest suddenly remembered the prophecy of the feathered serpent god, staring blankly at the radiant human figures that filled the night sky, muttering to himself.

Disaster! Civilization will be destroyed by a rain of fire; the catastrophe of the Quaternary Period has arrived!

China, Kunlun.

A beam of light shot into the sky, as if the gates of heaven had been reopened.

However, the next moment, the earth shook violently, the mountains split apart, and tens of thousands of ferocious mountain and sea beasts rushed out from the blazing white pillars of light, surging towards the east and west sides of Kunlun.

In an instant, the lands of the Eastern Nine Provinces, as well as India and Nepal in the west, were plunged into a frenzy of beast plagues.

At the same time, beneath the shattered starry sky, distorted lights and shadows surged out from the dark rifts, causing the pupils of the cultivators from all three sides to contract sharply.

Here comes the extraterrestrial demon!

The Hunnic Empire.

The sky shattered like a mirror, revealing a pure white interior. Hymns drifted through the air, and amidst the shadows, the murmuring of flowing water could be faintly seen. Believers, their faces filled with happiness, loudly praised the glorious kingdom of God.

With the Eternal Heaven above, is this the Kingdom of Heaven?

The nomads gazed at the phantom of that kingdom, captivated and ecstatic, some bowing in worship, others leaping onto their horses to chase the celestial light projected through the crack.

Puff puff puff!

However, the figures that plunged into the blazing white light burned fiercely like kindling, and illusory, luminous figures solidified from the flames, coldly surveying their former compatriots.

Boom boom boom!

The next moment, fireballs like meteors, trailing long fiery tails, fell from the sky, withering and burning the grass and trees, and killing all the cattle and sheep.

"Ow!"

Amidst the smoke and dust of the explosion, the war wolves tamed by the nomads swelled and mutated rapidly as pale stardust fell, frantically pouncing on the surrounding creatures.

Only the serene beauty of death is eternal for all things.

So this is what they call the eternal kingdom, the rebirth of the world...

Amidst the towering flames, the old shaman's face was dry, and he murmured softly.

At almost the same time, the great and small worlds of Northern Europe, Ireland, the Celts, the Caucasus, and Japan all suffered the catastrophe of the apocalypse.

Volcanoes erupted, tsunamis surged, the sky tore apart, stars fell, and luminous phantoms descended from the cracks.

From plants to animals, from humans to heroes, from monsters to gods, all life, amidst the fall of stars, the scattering of stardust, and the arrival of radiant individuals, has experienced terrible mutations and horrific disasters.

It's insane, the whole planet has gone mad!

Chapter 215 Giving Hope, Bestowing Despair! (2/3)

Meanwhile, the gods and the army of angels engaged in a fierce battle on the Sea of ​​Oceanus.

"Its source is light, its power is thunder, its form is a sword, bestowing upon all things of this world the edge of judgment—the Holy Light Protector Sword!"

Hundreds of Archangels, holding aloft staffs inlaid with various gems, solemnly chanted, and the radiance before them condensed into a hundred-meter-long blazing white light sword suspended in the air, slashing towards the two figures in front of them.

"Having witnessed my talent! Hearing thunderous applause! Feeling the glory of those in power!"

Like a flower in full bloom...

Open the curtain, Golden Theater!

Fluttering and scattering into splendor, cleaving and splitting into stars! This is the highest beauty…

Just then, a magnificent golden theater rose from the chaotic sea, surrounded by panpipes and harp-shaped accompaniment instruments. In the center of the stage, the Rose Emperor stood leaning on his sword, shouting and yelling.

In an instant, the high-pitched sound formed a powerful shockwave. The swirling rose petals, like sharp knives, converged into a crimson storm that swept forward, cutting the archangels and the falling blade of light into pieces.

"Teachers, you can go first. Leave this to me!"

Dressed in divine attire, the Rose Emperor, facing the shadowy angels around him, became unusually serious, then took a deep breath, his mind racing.

With so many spectators, what kind of performance should we put on to keep them here?

Hmm! Let's order our best dish!

"The light of Rome, my name is Nero! Praise be to the Emperor, who blooms like a rose, this is your Venus!"

A song of "Nero's Joy" accompanied by the vibrations of panpipes and harp-like instruments around the golden stage, along with off-key syllables, stirred up a fierce etheric storm that spread in all directions.

Even Samael, who was hundreds of miles away, stumbled and nearly fell into the sea.

Seriously, are you sure that's Venus singing, and not Mars roaring?!

The ancient snake looked back, its face turning black.

Within a radius of a hundred miles, the humanoid creatures seemed to hear the whispers of ancient gods and the murmurs of evil spirits. They were all struck as if by lightning, their bodies stiffened, the whites of their eyes filled their pupils, their muscles and faces twitched uncontrollably, their mouths and eyes were crooked, and they all fell into the sea headfirst.

What's truly terrifying is that this thing, indiscriminately, cleared out a vast area of ​​airspace in the blink of an eye.

This isn't singing, this is killing!

However, it is truly rare for this girl to be able to wield the power of the True Body Mecha God to such an extent; on the battlefield, she is practically comparable to a nuclear weapon.

"Amazong!"

Speak of the devil, and he appears! On the deep-sea fleet, thousands of tall and beautiful Amazonian female warriors, under the roar of Penthesilea, the god of war, drew their bows and shot down the angels surrounding Samael and Athena.

"Rise from the sea, my fortress will never fall! — Blessed by the Sea God!"

"Pass through seven gates, shed the burdens of life, and return to the tranquility of death!"

Immediately following, the familiar faces of Poseidon and Hades, along with the ocean and underworld pantheons, cleared a path for the two at the forefront and held back the nearby army of angels.

"Scorpion Shot!"

"Foresight and wisdom!"

"O Holy Lord of Light and Wisdom, I pray that my arrow may pierce the stars!"

"I don't want to die, I ...! — Narrating a Nighttime Talk, a Tale of Heroes!"

Meanwhile, in addition to the existing support, the sage Chiron, the prophet Prometheus, the meteor legion led by Arash, and the arcane mages who surrendered to Scheherazade all contributed their own strength.

Under the nest, how can there be a complete egg?

At this moment, the instinct for survival drove them to set aside their prejudices and place their bets on the most reliable option for survival.

found it!

Under heavy cover, Samael and Athena, in a flash, are about to break through the encirclement of the angelic army and approach the bubble-like embryo floating on the sea.

"Life is an end. Life is a pilgrimage of accumulated pain! All is meaningless, so drown in despair, ahahahaha!"

However, the white giant standing on the sea, like a wildcat holding down a mouse by the tail and letting it struggle, laughed coldly and swiftly swung its arm towards the two ants that were trying to struggle, smashing down on them.

Oh no, Protoss!

Samael and Athena tried to dodge, but the monster, who was very good at manipulating people's hearts, insidiously shrouded the Protoss embryo floating on the sea under its grasp.

boom!

Amidst the terrifying explosion, the sea surface sank a hundred meters, and the golden light patterns that enveloped the still sea, like an eggshell, swayed violently, flickering between light and dark, and rapidly caved inward.

Hold on! Hold on!

The Book of Fate before Samael and the parchment shield in Athena's hand groaned under the weight of the burden, as the divine inscriptions peeled away piece by piece.

But under this unparalleled divine power, cracks on the light membrane spread in all directions, and the two people under the blazing white giant palm had bulging veins on their foreheads and their bodies were almost hunched over. Even if they forced out all their divine power, they could only barely hold on.

They give hope, and then let them taste the despair that it brews!

Pleasure! Absolutely the greatest pleasure in life!

So, next, it's time to crush their hopes inch by inch!

The light and shadow in the right eye of the white colossus looked down at the two ants that had fallen into its grasp, a wanton and sinister smile curving its lips. Its expression, which it could not control, was extremely mad, and even the colossus's face showed a sinister smile.

Clearly, Wilpa's assimilation with this King of Kings was mutually influential.

Click...

At this moment, the colossal hand, as if playing with a mouse, pressed down inch by inch, causing the golden light membrane to contract rapidly and reveal clear cracks all over it.

Soon, the barrier protecting the two people and the celestial embryo beneath them reached its limit.

Meanwhile, the nearby gods were all surrounded and faced an angelic army several times their size, making them completely powerless to help.

"You ants, that's the end of it! Hahaha, haha ​​...

Amidst the maniacal laughter of the blazing white light, the gods, whose thirst was beyond remedy, could only watch helplessly as the flickering light membrane was utterly crushed, witnessing the colossal hand of heaven cruelly and resolutely pressing down.

The world is burning, the sky is tearing apart, the earth is collapsing, and cities are crumbling.

Perhaps this is the end for humanity, for gods, and even for the entire planet…