"Evelyn, sothing must have gone wrong. We have to find it. We absolutely have to find it!"
The Supre Staff seed to have gone mad, repeating the sa words over and over again in Evelyn’s mind.
In truth, the Supre Staff’s loss of composure could not really be blad on it.
After all, the complete worldview it had built up over so many years had been torn to shreds before Caelan.
According to the information the Supre Staff possessed, the Chosen One of each era would indeed beco stronger and stronger.
However, that increase in strength was actually limited. It was not even enough for them to completely overpower the Chosen One of the previous era. This was also the reason behind the fated entanglent between the Chosen Ones and their inheritors.
For example, [Dark Titan] was indeed stronger than [Divine].
But that strength was still within a certain range. It did not an that [Dark Titan] could easily crush [Divine].
Yet Caelan’s appearance had completely shattered fate and rules alike.
The current Caelan could do far more than crush the [Dark Titan] of the sa era.
Even if the [Dark Titan] and [Divine] of that sa era were tied together, and their numbers were multiplied by ten, they still could not possibly be Caelan’s match!
In the distance, Caelan seed to have beco the emperor of countless rules!
While maintaining his rule-state form, his entire body was surrounded by all kinds of rule power.
For a mont, the Supre Staff seed to think of sothing. Its voice once again beca incomparably frenzied.
"Evelyn, I saw it! I saw it!"
"I saw countless corpses fallen upon the eternal supre throne! The rules were trembling, the world was trembling, and everything—everything—had already been destined!"
"Evelyn, we cannot resist. We absolutely cannot. Do you understand?!"
...
Within the Abyss.
At this mont, as an imnse amount of rule power poured into Caelan, his entire body gradually began to expand and grow stronger.
He did not continue moving, but the spatial blade storm had already trapped Yorick and Karsus in place.
For the second ti in their lives, Karsus and Yorick felt a true threat of death.
The last ti they had felt the threat of death was when they first faced the Lord of Abyss.
After their strength had reached its peak, the two of them had originally believed that aside from the Lord of Abyss, they would never again feel the threat of death.
Yet this ti, they felt that threat once again from Caelan, who was rely six-star!
"Damn it! Break open!"
Yorick roared like a madman, continuously swinging the shovel in his hand as he tried to cut through the spatial blade storm before him.
When the shovel collided with the spatial rifts, a dazzling series of sparks burst out, along with large fragnts of shattered rules.
The shovel, which had originally been indestructible, beca broken and battered in just a few minutes.
However, the spatial blade storm before Yorick was still seemingly endless, as though it could not be pierced through at all!
"Damn it! You think this is enough to kill ?!"
"Abyssal Shift!"
Yorick used a movent ability based on the power of rules.
However, the mont his displacent ability activated, it was disrupted by countless spatial rifts.
This ti, Yorick’s rules lost their effect instead.
It was exactly the sa as when he had dealt with Kate earlier.
On the other side, Karsus was equally unwilling to sit around and wait for death.
A trace of heartache flashed through his eyes, but his hands did not stop moving at all. He swiftly began tearing pages out of the Requiem of Death, one after another.
Every page of music he tore out produced a completely different kind of rule power, attempting to resist Caelan’s attack.
Faced with these musical pages, Caelan rely raised his index finger calmly and crooked it lightly.
The next mont, the blade storm ford from the surrounding spatial rifts instantly swallowed the pages of music!
The chaotic spatial power instantly tore apart the stable space that the musical pages relied on.
For rules, every single rule was built upon so kind of foundation.
That foundation might be reality, or it might be so kind of agreent.
And the foundation upon which the Requiem of Death was established was the environnt of the Abyss.
But after being enveloped by the spatial blade storm, the musical pages had already lost the foundation of the Abyss’s environnt.
Therefore, relying solely on the power they carried themselves, they resisted for only a very brief ti before being completely devoured by the spatial blade storm!
In the blink of an eye, countless pale scraps of paper were spat out by the spatial blade storm.
At that mont, it was as if snow had begun to fall across the deepest level of the Abyss.
On the other side, the expression on Karsus’s face visibly twisted.
He could no longer hold back. With a loud "wah," he spat a mouthful of blood onto the ground in front of him.
Karsus’s power was deeply bound to the Requiem of Death.
That was also why, when the Requiem of Death was damaged, Karsus himself would be injured along with it.
Compared to Karsus’s sorry state, Yorick on the other side was not much better.
As he continuously dodged and counterattacked, the shovel in his hand was also gradually being corroded and aged.
Although it was not as direct as Karsus’s reaction, anyone who observed carefully would discover that countless tiny cracks had already appeared across the surface of Yorick’s shovel.
"Karsus, if this continues, neither of us will survive!"
"Abandon everything and join forces with . Only then will we have any chance of living!"
Faced with Yorick’s proposal, Karsus only hesitated for an instant before nodding in agreent.
"Yorick, bury now!"
"Rember the trendous price I’m paying. From now on, you will be responsible for protecting my safety..."
Yorick nodded heavily. At the sa ti, he swung the shovel in his hand and swiftly, precisely dug a grave in the ground that matched Karsus’s height.
As Yorick dug, a special rule power followed the shovel and was injected into the grave.
At the sa ti, the law power attached to the shovel’s surface beca increasingly sparse. The cracks that had already been obvious began expanding rapidly at a visible speed!
"Karsus, hurry up! I can’t hold on much longer!"
Hearing Yorick’s shout, Karsus gritted his teeth and fiercely plunged headfirst into the grave Yorick had dug for him.
The instant he entered the grave, a strange thought suddenly surfaced in Karsus’s mind.
The size of this grave was actually quite suitable.
Just as he lost focus for a brief mont, Yorick, on the other side, shouted urgently,
"Karsus, hurry up! I can’t hold it much longer..."
Karsus held his breath and focused his mind. At the sa ti, he held up the remaining Requiem of Death and began to chant in a low voice.
"Great Death, your servant..."
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