Amidst the deafening roars that seed like the arrival of a dragon army.
A giant monster resembling a dragon, with a hundred dragon heads, sky-reaching wings, a pitch-black tongue, and a fire-breathing gaze, descended with the ominous from its mouth, asserting its dominance.
Hundreds of diverse dragon heads, encompassing almost all types of dragons in the Material World, with a gray-white "Cosmic Dragon" head as the most distinguished.
Wearing the , wielding the , the chaotic spatial currents between its wings stirred the River of Light, while a magnificent golden-blue divine glow behind it filled the heavens and the earth.
It was the .
Upon witnessing the two colossal figures already displaying their , Aiven wasted no ti and unleashed a torrent of terrifying Dragon Breath from his open jaws.
Under Olivia’s : "Differentiation within Taiyi, perfect unification of material and spiritual essence,"
These seemingly scattered forces converged into a chaotic torrent like a tumultuous river before him, surging forward with force.
As if wielding a "Universal Key" that unlocks the material structure of all things, even a speck of dust floating in the air exploded into countless more minute particles.
"Quick, dodge!"
Although the surprise appearance was unexpected by them, the two Tier 5 figures reacted swiftly, abandoning the that was almost within reach and evading to the sides.
Rumble...
The chaotic torrent swept past their feet, rely grazing the outer barriers of the , causing its light to flicker erratically as though severely damaged.
Then ca Aiven’s thunderous voice:
"Heh, it truly is a small world, didn’t expect your Evil God camp to act so quickly."
Though these two were entirely absent from the current Evil God camp, the sensitive timing of their appearance left little doubt about the truth.
"His Majesty Galliot, I completely do not understand what you’re saying. Mr. Cthugya and I just happened to pass by here and discovered this treasure trove, the .
However, you trying to hog everything for yourself right off the bat isn’t quite a pretty sight, is it?"
Today, with a formidable veteran holding the fort, the previously retreating Kaiamo’s confidence was clearly stronger, daring even to challenge Aiven.
Quite comndable courage indeed.
"Are you truly the renowned Galliot? I never expected soone like you to appear in the Material World during my re three hundred years in the Lower Realm.
However, young man, do not be too arrogant. Let , Cthugya, teach you how to respect a predecessor on the Truth Path!"
The "Deep Dark Living Fla" swiftly transford into a six-ter-tall bull-headed monster adorned with seven horns on its head, its body’s flas condensed into a black-red filthy halo.
A massive hand reached into the air, conjuring a one-person-high wheel battleaxe resembling molten lava, charging towards Aiven with a fierce shout.
A burst of Spiritual Light in an instant, as though poised to boil the illusory River of Ti beneath.
However, Kaiamo did not follow "Deep Dark Living Fla" Cthugya to jointly assault Aiven but seized the mont to continue attacking the .
Cthugya showed no concern, the wheel giant axe in hand slicing a ticulous arc through the air, flying towards Aiven.
Before the axe blade reached, Aiven already felt each cell within him seemingly about to ignite.
The extensive lifespan had allowed the inherently exploratory to accumulate combat skills unimaginable to most.
Even Pedro, whom Aiven had encountered, already among the top few Sword Masters among mortals, paled significantly in comparison to this Magical Position.
’Fortunately, I’m no slouch either!’
Aiven stood his ground, his body bursting with a dazzling golden-blue divine glow.
The form dispersed, manifesting into a sacred humanoid form.
A similarly six-ter-tall figure, six-winged dragon head, golden eyes and sharp teeth, crowned with a radiant corona akin to sunlight, distinctly appearing as a Holy Angel with white wings.
Around him surged relentless storms of lightning, wind, and rain, the illusory images of myriad living creatures bowing reverently:
"One brings forth all, God of All Things Fertile!"
A flick of the , unleashing countless piercing spear beams.
Back then, witnessing two True Gods duel with the sky filled with glow, Aiven realized the highest quality ingredients require only the simplest cooking techniques.
The higher the level, the more the combat returns to its simple essence.
Each strike of lance and axe, each move contained Dao and Truth that could make ordinary Extraordinaries’ brains burst, a direct clash initiated by both sides who are already "Mysterious Sources" through their respective Extraordinary Paths.
Clang! Clang! Clang!...
Sparks flew, and every ounce of power released by the two could easily crush a Titled Knight, standing at the pinnacle of human limits.
The Deep Dark Living Fla, this mighty Black Wizard who once rampaged across the Material World, was evidently much stronger than a conventional Demigod.
Moreover, due to the unique nature of the Truth Embodint, the Mysterious Source, once embodint is complete, has mostly traversed the path planned since the inception of the school.
Except for schools like the Life Tree School, which have higher levels of embodint goals to look forward to, like the Oldest School.
To progress further on the Extraordinary Path, so Truth Embodints also pursue the path of the Gods simultaneously.
For instance, Cthugya integrates its own powers, condensing them into a divine concept of the "Arsonist in the Night," with its malicious, filthy flas constantly trying to ignite Aiven.
Though his Tier 5 accomplishnt ca much later than Cthugya, Aiven’s powers, All Things Coexist and Heaven and Earth are One, clearly align more closely with the world’s origin.
Since the beginning of the battle, the flesh and blood on the Deep Dark Living Fla’s body have gradually developed their own consciousness, continually trying to escape from this Truth Embodint.
Taking advantage of this gap, Aiven waved his hand and shot out two beams of divine light.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Two figures instantly disappeared, already reaching the periter of the Clock Tower.
Milan and Kongyu stepped lightly inside, passing through a barrier capable of withstanding sustained attacks from a Demigod as if it were nothing.
Though he had never seen these two Wizards from the Clock Tower School, their strange movents gave Cthugya a sudden premonition of danger, prompting a low growl:
"Sothing’s wrong, Kaiamo, accelerate!"
The Clock Tower, though externally just a tower, is inside a multi-layered world like an N-dinsional cube, with seven internal spatial levels increasing from the outside inward.
And according to previous experiences from entering it, a chanism inside the tower limits the strength of individuals, restricting entrants to a maximum Extraordinary level of Tier 3.
Even Graham, who hadn’t completed a Truth Embodint, was essentially just a Tier 4 Wizard, with an instinct to avoid harm.
Of course, there are exceptions to this restriction, naly successors of the sa school.
"What’s going on with the old man? Why weren’t we directly teleported to the seventh level?"
However, upon passing through the Gate, the two were puzzled to find.
Even though Graham supposedly controlled the Gate and should have sent them to the core seventh level, they arrived only at the first level, just as before.
The two found themselves in the sa space.
Before they could think further.
Crack... Crack...
As if the Spirit Realm were in motion, countless small worlds, a hundred tis grander than the Mythical Battleship: Phantom City, surged forth, blocking Milan and Kongyu.
Fourteen years had passed since their last entry into the Clock Tower.
Despite the weakening of the Ancient God’s power following the slaying of Divine Descendant: Eight Million by Aiven, and its failure to awaken temporarily, its control over the Clock Tower had clearly strengthened.
And not just that.
Squeak... Squeak...
The shrill chirping of insect monsters echoed from all directions, swarming towards them, though no Tier 4s were present, even the Tier 3s would be considered overwhelming.
Kongyu acted first, reciting:
"Impulsive Graffiti Artist of the Cosmic Starry Sky."
A rotating speck of colorful ink appeared in the air, while the swarming insect monsters seed gradually frad into an abstract painting, helplessly turned into dust in a two-dinsional world.
Forbidden Curse: Abstract Truth
Kongyu’s power leaned more towards space.
Abstraction is the spatial concept of the universe, while Eternity is the temporal concept. Together, these form the essence of the universe’s space-ti.
Moreover, "abstraction" isn’t just the natural essence of the universe but also a way humans visually perceive the world.
If not a Space-Ti Path Wizard from the Clock Tower School, ordinary humans can only perceive the universe through abstract reading.
This concept, in Kongyu’s hands, turned into a terrifying killer move, akin to the "Two-Dinsional Foil."
At her side, Milan, dressed in a white suit, waved his hands like a conductor of a symphony:
"I pull the strings, and they will dance!"
Forbidden Curse: Fate Player
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