The giant dragon in the sky radiated a blinding brilliance.
Almost in an instant, it dove straight toward the core of the D7 region!
Those dense, overlapping defensive formations—layer after layer—shattered like glass the mont they were struck, breaking apart with ridiculous ease.
Everyone thought the dragon’s dive would wipe them out completely.
But instead, after smashing every protective array, the dragon halted in midair.
Seeing this, the vice commander frowned instinctively.
He couldn’t figure out what the dragon was trying to do—or where it had even co from.
But before he could think any further, the dragon’s body suddenly erupted with an intense white glow!
At the sa ti, the sky seed to rip open—like a tear forming in the heavens.
A pure, pristine darkness began to spread, stark and unnatural, as if it didn’t belong in this world at all.
Anything that touched that darkness—whether monsters, buildings, or even ordinary stones—was swallowed whole.
And once it was swallowed...
Nothing remained.
Such a bizarre scene made even the vice commander’s eyes widen.
"What... what is this?!"
"And that dragon—whose handiwork is it? Which big shot summoned it? Why have I never seen it before?!"
No one could answer him.
Because the mont that darkness descended, everyone lost the ability to resist.
The vice commander didn’t understand it even as he "died."
Where did this dragon co from?
And how could a dragon of the Light attribute unleash a skill that was pure darkness?
But those questions were dood to remain unanswered.
Because as the darkness continued to expand, the enormous body of the light dragon began to scatter—dissolving bit by bit like drifting starlight.
[You have killed a Supre Staff Legion Senior mber. Gained 10,000 points!]
[You have killed a Supre Staff Legion Advanced Captain. Gained 100,000 points!]
[You have killed a Supre Staff Legion Advanced Captain. Gained 100,000 points!]
...
[You have killed Supre Staff Legion Vice Commander. Gained 10,000,000 points!]
...
Ten million points???
Caelan paused, then excitent flashed through his eyes.
So there was actually soone this high-ranking in the Supre Staff Legion’s base.
In that case, he should find ti later to "pay a visit" to the headquarters of every legion.
As Caelan thought that, he shook his head.
"Alright, alright. No point thinking about that right now."
"Let properly appreciate the birth of a priceless artwork!"
...
Back in the [Arena of Races]—
Several major human legions had already been dragged into the chaotic lee.
For a mont, it was impossible to tell who was the mantis, who was the cicada, and who was the oriole behind them.
It was like the relationship between hunter and prey was constantly shifting, changing every second.
At this very mont, wars were erupting everywhere.
The clash between the Ironclad Legion and the Supre Staff Legion had already entered a white-hot stage.
Even so other legions chose to join this conflict—
Though their intentions were far more utilitarian: they were here to demand benefits, nothing more.
In the Ironclad Legion’s Northern Sector, the battlefield situation was already teetering on the edge of collapse.
The Ironclad Legion mbers could only rely on defensive tactics, resisting with extre difficulty.
anwhile, the Supre Staff Legion mbers focused on one thing: full-area saturation bombardnt.
Anyone who could participate in a battle at this scale was among the elite of their respective legions.
So the slaughter here was noticeably more intense and brutal.
Both sides seed to have truly gone all-in.
The Supre Staff Legion captain was even shouting until his voice turned hoarse.
"Push through! Push through right now!"
"Break their final defensive line—this will be a victory recorded in history!"
In the next instant, countless skills in every color imaginable flew through the sky, smashing into the already-fragile defensive formations.
But just as everyone was fully absorbed in the killing in front of them...
Suddenly, in the distant sky, an extra sun appeared.
The dazzling light forced nearly everyone to look up toward the horizon.
And then—
They were shocked by what they saw.
A blaze of radiance on the outside...
But at the core—pitch-black darkness.
The sight was indescribably eerie.
Like two absolute opposites had been forcibly pressed together.
It was terrifying.
"Wait—look in that direction!" soone shouted. "Isn’t that... where our stronghold is?!"
The mont those words ca out, the Supre Staff Legion mbers all turned to look.
At that instant, they didn’t even care about fighting anymore.
Because what was happening over there was far more important than ten million points—far more important than anything on this battlefield.
Light and darkness had never coexisted so "harmoniously."
But everyone knew—
Beautiful things like that never lasted.
"Damn it, stop staring!" soone roared. "That really is our territory!"
"One of our three core hubs—nothing can go wrong there!"
"This is weird—wasn’t Vice Commander personally stationed there? How could this happen?!"
"Captain, do we retreat or not?! Our ho base just got raided!"
In an instant, the entire battlefield fell into chaos.
The Ironclad Legion mbers hiding behind defensive fortifications, however, let out a deep sigh of relief.
War consud enormous ntal energy.
Getting even a short chance to rest was an extrely rare luxury for most soldiers.
And as for the one responsible for all of this—
Caelan was carefully savoring the final aftertaste of the explosion.
At that mont, a red-hot ergency prompt appeared before his eyes.
[The token has been destroyed. Thunderstorm clouds will soon appear. Please remain indoors as much as possible. Do not go outside.]
Seeing the warning, Caelan froze briefly—then realized it was probably a system-wide broadcast.
So that blast just now... destroyed a system token?
A look of lingering satisfaction appeared on Caelan’s face.
He had to admit—this kind of explosive "art" was unbelievably beautiful.
Of course, he’d paid a hefty price too. His MP was basically at rock bottom now.
When that pitch-black region appeared earlier, Caelan had honestly thought he was looking at a black hole.
So, theoretically speaking...
I’m a guy who can handcraft a black hole now.
The thought made Caelan grin, excitent written all over his face.
This destruction dealt an enormous blow to the Supre Staff Legion.
They probably didn’t even have the mind to keep fighting anymore.
Instead, they’d want to rush back and assess the damage.
The battle had officially entered garbage ti.
And Caelan had no intention of staying here any longer.
His figure flickered—vanishing from the spot.
In the next instant, he reappeared inside the Instance Control Center.
"Marov," Caelan said, "sorry to trouble you—one-click resale, please!"
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