Chapter 291
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Chapter 291: The Secret Card!
Glofield had launched an attack.
A terrifying force struck towards everyone!
Even though Glofield had been greatly weakened, as a Chosen for Eternity, his power was still overwhelmingly strong.
Especially at this very moment, he had transformed into a new form as the demonic lord, unleashing a terrifying power that surpassed all expectations.
The black and red lightning seemed as if it would destroy all the members of the Babel Tower present, leaving them utterly devastated!
“Face your sins!”
A discordant sound suddenly rang out.
Finally, the power of the Dust of the Past came into play within Mu Ling’s being.
She awakened the lofty inheritance that had once saved the world.
Mu Ling opened her eyes, and her purple-red pupils suddenly turned silver-white. Her expression remained pure, proud, and immaculate.
In this moment, she was both Mu Ling and her own ancestor. Yet, simultaneously, she was neither Mu Ling nor her own ancestor!
But, all in all, she was a hunter who hunted down evil.
She reached out her hand from the shadows and drew out a pitch-black Sword of Justice. Leaping into the air, she swung the sword towards the dark crimson lightning in the sky.
At that moment, Mu Ling’s demeanor had changed significantly compared to before.
She possessed an incredible sense of composure, as if she had experienced countless wars and faced numerous harrowing challenges like a legendary warrior.
This pitch-black Sword of Justice also possessed the power to vanquish innumerable creatures and supernatural beings!
The pitch-black sword clashed with the dark crimson lightning!
In just a moment, Mu Ling was sent flying by a devastating force, and the pitch-black Sword of Justice in her hand instantly shattered.
Even after being awakened by the Dust of the Past, the power difference between the two remained remarkably vast.
But she managed to land on the ground calmly, without sustaining any harm from the “Crimson Terminus,” evading the potentially fatal force with her skills of darkness and shadow.
[O mighty human… Your power is still unable to match mine.]
The blow failed to kill the enemy. Glofield, a towering figure, took a deep breath, preparing to launch another attack.
Deep Blue World.
In the next moment, Mu Ling had appeared behind him, wielding her sword. The newly forged Shadow Sword shattered once again in her hand, only to regenerate anew.
Glofield turned slowly and gazed at the human woman before him.
[Freezing time… The power of the King of Deep Blue.]
The attack was ineffective!
Bai Yan furrowed his brow. During the frozen five seconds just now, Mu Ling had launched numerous attacks on Glofield, but they had no real effect whatsoever.
At that moment, due to Maryse’s psychic power, Mu Ling’s voice reached the depths of everyone’s hearts. It was pure, noble, and untouched by worldly troubles.
[Within Glofield’s body exist two Civilization-level relics.]
[One of them is Hodell’s Heart, which, through the sacrifice of its memories, grants immunity to special damages and effects of spiritual, psychic, and cursed nature.]
[One of them is the Stone of Bardel, which, by sacrificing ten years of its own lifespan, can remove any damage just inflicted.]
Burning memories, sacrificing lifespan…
After hearing this news, everyone felt an unbelievable sensation.
How many memories can an ancient demon lord, who has lived for countless millennia, burn? How much lifespan can it sacrifice?
It was undoubtedly nearly immortal!
Bai Yan also fell silent, finally able to understand why members of the Apocalypse Legion believed from the depths of their hearts that Glofield was an invincible and terrifying being.
Because his immense power was unquestionable.
Glofield’s voice resounded once again.
[Your resistance is worthy of praise.]
[However, it is meaningless.]
Even among the extraordinary beings of the same level in Apocalypse, he had a remarkably clear advantage in combat power. Perhaps, Glofield had been unbeatable from the very beginning.
However…
The Savior, Bai Yan, still had a third trump card up his sleeve.
—
Platinum Zone, somewhere underground.
Although the underground palace in the same area had completely collapsed and the city was constantly shaken by earthquakes, this large reinforced chamber, protected by spells, remained intact instead of crumbling and was in perfect condition.
Inside the large chamber, there was an extremely intricate circular ritual formation composed of thirty-three thousand three hundred spells.
In the center of the enormous formation, young Count Gallard sat serenely. His handsome face, with closed eyes and flowing golden mane resembling a lion’s, added to his charm.
Deep within his heart, there welled up a cold and ruthless demeanor, yet it was the sole voice of hope for the world.
[Let us begin, Gallard.]
Afterward, Count Gallard also heard the urging of Mr. Profligate.
Hmm.
The time had come.
Perhaps due to the presence of Non-core Operators, Count Gallard’s connections with others became distorted and confused. However, his connection with the Savior of Babel Tower remained unchanged.
He had been here all along, preparing… to complete the ritual of summoning the divine.
In the past, the Savior chose Gallard, using the Food Card from the Entertainment Card, to meet and converse with a true deity, representing Babel Tower in negotiations.
The deal, in fact, had been reached.
Food.
This true “Symbolic God” was willing to permanently consume its power and release its projection at a specific moment to aid Babel Tower.
And the condition was that from then on, it would no longer provide Babel Tower with free “delicious meals.”
So, Gallard obtained an extremely intricate and ancient ritual from the hands of the God of Food.
The summoning ritual of the divine beings.
He muttered some words, slowly picked up a kitchen knife from in front of him, and calmly pressed it against his chest.
Finally, Gallard completed the ritual incantation.
“Enjoy it.”
“My life, my strength, my memories…”
“Take all of these ingredients and enjoy them to your heart’s content!”
Finally, Count Gallard plunged the blade deeply.
Luckily, being able to personally accomplish everything, Gallard smiled. After obtaining the ritual procedure, he voluntarily requested to take on the role of “ingredient.”
The “ingredients” of this ancient ritual required a strong will, a resilient past, and exceptional vitality.
And most importantly, the sacrifice must willingly become the “ingredient” in order to truly complete the ritual.
Finding a determined and strong individual who was willing to offer themselves as an “ingredient” was actually quite challenging.
The Savior of the Babel Tower.
He agreed to Gallard’s request.
In the past, Mr. Profligate had visited. He gazed at the prepared ancient ritual and informed Gallard that if certain unexpected events prevented the ritual from being carried out… there was a backup plan in place.
The soul power he had already unleashed planted a “suggestion” in Gallard’s heart.
At that time, he would be made to “willingly” take action, although it was uncertain whether this willingness would still have an effect.
Gallard believed that the insurance Profligate had imposed was excellent, and he agreed to it appreciatively. However, he also feared that under certain “unexpected” circumstances, he might betray humanity.
He would submit to the Savior—not because of the Babel Tower.
But for the sake of everyone in this world!
Our family is still a family of knights!
“Next, it is my turn to sacrifice… my fellow companions of the Babel Tower…”
“Save the world!”
—
The Haiming District.
Deep Blue World!
Bai Yan voluntarily paused time, observing the battlefield unfolding before him.
Mu Ling summoned her Shadow Blades once more, driving them deep into Glofield’s colossal form.
Yet, those wounds would soon “heal” again.
The Fairy Tale Demon King, Scarlet Moon, unleashed her Crimson Blood Power, fusing it with magical energy to create a dragon-like force that lashed out at Glofield with a black and red lightning bolt.
But it couldn’t stop what was destined to come—the imminent explosion.
The Dragon Singer, Maryse, conjured a magnificent emerald dragon stretching dozens of meters long. However, the beast had already shattered under the impact of the black and red lightning, its remnants frozen in mid-air.
Alan invoked the Fire that Burns Everything once again, sending pitch-black flames surging toward Glofield’s position.
He had not become the “White Mourner” or the “Child of the Sea,” as neither form was well-suited to counter Glofield’s nature.
Amy had already transformed into a mechanical battle angel, a product of newfound possibilities. Her “wings” released a relentless barrage of projectiles.
The slime morphed into an enormous Arcane Behemoth, towering hundreds of meters high. It bellowed as it swung its immense tentacles, unleashing a storm of lightning bolts and ice spikes capable of leveling the land.
It had converted its own fear into sheer fury!
Everyone stood motionless.
Bai Yan advanced toward Glofield in silence, driving the Blade of Annihilation and Gorgeous Moonshine into him. In mere moments, he inflicted numerous grievous wounds.
Yet, the creature seemed indestructible!
Even now, their combined attacks failed to pose a significant threat to it!
In the next instant, time resumed its flow.
[Is this the full extent of your power?]
[Crimson…]
[Vanish!]
An eruption of black and red light exploded from Glofield’s form, hurling everyone backward. Bai Yan, positioned at the forefront, quickly transformed into a slime, narrowly evading the devastation.
Simultaneously, black and red lightning tore through the air, rending the earth and distorting space. Fortunately, everyone had been propelled hundreds of meters—or even farther—escaping the deadly onslaught.
Bai Yan, still in his slime form, emerged from the rubble and quickly regrouped.
He inhaled sharply.
Tatsumi City—more precisely, the Haiming District—had been obliterated by the sheer force of the explosion. The entire area was reduced to ruins.
Bai Yan exhaled deeply, then immediately checked the hints for the Babel Tower game.
Luckily, no one had perished. By now, every member of the Babel Tower had their own means of survival.
His gaze landed on Scarlet Moon, staggering within the wreckage, struggling to rise. One of her arms was missing.
She took a deep breath, her eyes brimming with determination.
“I once swore that even if I were to die, I would never resort to this again… But now, there is no other choice. I cannot allow this world to be destroyed—not while the ones I care for still live.”
She seemed to be convincing herself.
“What are you talking about?”
Bai Yan sensed something was amiss but couldn’t quite grasp what it was. Yet, the situation felt oddly familiar.
Scarlet Moon fixed her gaze on him for a moment before stepping closer.
“To be honest, I dislike the taste of male blood.”
Then, without warning, she seized Bai Yan, her fangs sinking into his neck.
“Neigh!”
The sudden pain made Bai Yan gasp, while Scarlet Moon’s missing arm instantly regenerated.
“This is your punishment for betraying me!”
Bai Yan furrowed his brows but endured the searing pain, allowing Scarlet Moon to drink as much as she needed.
So that was it—she was about to enter her frenzied state, her most formidable form.
There was no alternative left. Yet, even this desperate measure might not be enough.
Scarlet Moon pulled away, blood glistening on her lips. A trickle slid down her tongue.
Her expression carried a trace of intoxication.
With a puzzled look, she murmured, “I never expected it to be this delicious… You’re the only man’s blood I’ve ever tasted. Oddly enough, it’s even more exquisite than that of a virgin.”
Bai Yan merely smiled and replied, “Maybe it’s because I keep up with my exercise and take care of my body.”
In truth, his mind was racing.
The little slime’s intelligence suggested that the ceremony had already begun.
Why hadn’t the projection of “Food” appeared yet?
His eyes snapped to the sky. The self-sacrificing Heart of Radiance had fully restored the golden ribbon sealing the heavens!
Could it be that this world had been sealed by the Heart of Radiance…?
Had that prevented “Food” from descending?
Above them, Glofield—the ancient, towering demon lord—began to ascend into the sky. Like a dark deity, he remained unscathed, black and red lightning coiling in his grasp.
This time, the lightning took on an unprecedented magnitude, continuously expanding until it formed a colossal black and red sphere.
The oppressive aura emanating from it made Bai Yan’s chest tighten. He struggled to breathe as a dreadful premonition gripped him.
Death was coming.
Glofield was gathering his strength.
He was preparing to erase the entire city from existence!
