Time passed slowly.
As the night deepened, the air gradually turned chilly.
After October, autumn had already arrived. Though the days were scorching, the nights had become cool.
The chill in the air made the atmosphere somewhat heavy.
In the silent wait, time quietly crept to exactly midnight.
October 17th.
Lear looked at the time ticking on the Intelligence System panel, his gaze suddenly becoming sharp.
"The time has come."
As soon as he spoke, the surrounding Heroes immediately went on high alert, their powers within beginning to surge crazily.
Seven Great Demons, the Flesh Butcher, Kalanis, and the Level 15 King of Naga guarding the territory were all present.
The Garrison of the Land of Crimson Rot — the Crimson Queen Bee and the Desolate Tomb, were also quietly lurking.
Only the Two-headed Giant Chief, who had gone to the Broken Star Plane to complete his fateful mission, was absent.
Haggs commanded the Cold-blooded Cavalry, silently guarding the edge of the Land of Crimson Rot.
The Dark Night Elves rode on Swamp Giant Horned Deer, roaming around...
Once a battle erupted, ordinary troops would find it hard to get involved.
Only heroes with immense strength were qualified to confront a Demigod.
Time passed little by little, and the anticipated sudden crisis did not emerge, but the atmosphere became even heavier.
As the clock struck 00:30.
Lear suddenly felt an indescribable sense of terror.
It was as if a sharp long saber was pressed against his forehead, ready to pierce through at any moment.
Every cell in his body warned him... extreme danger!!
At the same time, the void darkened.
As if a giant black hand had obscured the moonlight.
The magic power in this area suddenly became stagnant.
Crack~
The space suddenly shattered.
Bzzz~
The sound of countless fly wings flapping emanated from the rift.
A pungent stench, like sewage accumulated and fermented for ten days, rushed in.
"Insect... your death is imminent!!!"
A blurry figure, with unclear features, emerged from the rift.
Only the rough shape could be seen… like a giant fly in flight.
On its head, a crimson eye lit up like a searchlight… while the other had vanished.
Lear raised his head, sensing that familiar aura, his brow slightly lifting.
"What's this... you don't want your remaining eye?"
Though his tone was calm, the insult was blatant.
A lofty Demigod, when had it ever been so humiliated by a human?!
"Bastard!"
"You have no idea what kind of existence you are provoking!!"
The Master of Stench and Flies instantly flew into a rage!!
"Today, I will completely annihilate your soul!!"
"I am the True God!"
A sharp, piercing sound suddenly exploded.
Golden inscriptions quietly emerged on the blurry figure's body.
Those inscriptions instantly coalesced into a sharp arrowhead.
Whoosh~
It directly tore through the void, dragging a long pale golden energy trail, shooting towards Lear under everyone's gaze.
The speed of that golden arrowhead wasn't fast, but at this moment, it gave Lear an indescribable sense of oppression.
No escape, nowhere to retreat!!
This was a deadly attack, condensed from the power of the Ancient God... unavoidable!!
No way to evade!!
The feeling from his soul made Lear's gaze turn cold.
Layers upon layers of bloody flesh cages rose abruptly in the Land of Crimson Rot, barring the arrow's path.
But that golden arrowhead seemed ethereal.
It passed straight through the flesh cages ahead.
With a thought.
The cloak behind him emanated a faint dark light, but the mist still couldn't hinder that not-so-fast golden arrowhead even half a step.
Lear took a deep breath, his right hand slowly extending, suddenly clenching the void.
The next moment, swoosh~ the hidden War Intent Chains within him erupted.
A terrifying battle intent swept across the land.
But… even the battle chains that could imprison Authority passed through the golden arrowhead like misty water.
Lear's pupils constricted.
But he didn't stop yet!
The Divine Format in his mind began operating. His true strength erupted!
In the swamp, a tidal wave of power surged forth, directly impacting the arrowhead.
Yet, the arrowhead with the flowing light trail glowed ever brighter, directly repelling the surrounding powers, and no matter how they struck, they couldn't budge it an inch.
Even the Authority of the Swamp couldn't interfere with that power?!
Lear's gaze flickered uncertainly.
Could the power of the Ancient God be this formidable?!!
Who exactly were those existences?!
Seeing Lear's myriad means failing to block the golden arrowhead, the dark silhouette in the shattered void obviously grew excited.
"Insect... this was left by a being on the same level as the world-renowned god, the supreme power I control!!"
"Today you must die!! You must die!!"
The tone carried the pleasure of a great vengeance fulfilled.
Since having his eye plucked last time, he had been living in pain and hatred every day.
To be so humiliated by a human, an unbearable disgrace!!!
So what if this bastard controlled part of the swamp's power?!
Even the Blood Duke, his semi-divine bitter rival, had perished by his hands; what significance could a mere human have?!!
In high spirits, he saw the human not dodging... allowing the arrowhead to penetrate.
Ready to die, are we?!
Hahaha...
In extreme joy, seeing that arrowhead reach Lear, about to pierce through the next second.
Once hit by it, the soul would instantly be obliterated, with absolutely no chance of survival... death was certain!!
But at that moment... a slender, snow-white hand abruptly, without any warning, caught the arrowhead that could penetrate all.
Then... with a gentle flick, it directly held the ethereal arrowhead, lightly rubbing and examining it.
"This power is indeed interesting... but, this is not how it's meant to be used."
The shadowy silhouette of the Master of Stench and Flies trembled visibly.
"You, how can you possibly grasp the power of the Ancient God!!"
The tone carried an indescribable fear and shock.
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