Chapter 842: Chapter 560: Beheading a World Destruction Level, the War Sweeping the Continent Descends

BUZZ!

A streak of dark red breath spewed from Burning Heaven’s mouth.

But the moment the Spear of Judgment collided with this breath, the golden Divine Fire—capable of destroying everything—was instantly extinguished, like water poured over burning charcoal. Immediately after, the spear shaft formed from Divine Power began to decompose and melt at a visible rate within the dark red breath!

From tip to tail, it took only a few seconds. The Spear of Judgment, which had condensed the Angel of Death’s final Power, vanished out of thin air as if it had never existed.

After obliterating the attack, Burning Heaven’s dragon eyes coldly looked toward the Angel of Death. In that instant, the entity’s frigid will seemed to finally comprehend fear. It saw it. Reflected deep within the Red Dragon Burning Heaven’s eyes—which burned like two doomsday Suns—were the images of countless worlds meeting their end beneath its breath!

Its counterattack had failed.

"It’s over." Aragon II’s voice rang out like a final verdict. He raised the Flame Giant Sword in his hand once more.

This time, the Red Dragon Burning Heaven simultaneously lifted its dragon claw, which was more massive than a mountain peak. One man, one dragon—their movements were completely synchronized.

The giant sword slashed down. The dragon claw slammed down.

"Arrogant!" A furious will not belonging to this world violently exploded across heaven and earth. That was a sliver of willpower projected by the great Divine Lord behind the Angel of Death.

However, it was too late. Under the combined strike of sword and claw, the Twelve-winged Angel of Death’s colossal body of light and shadow shattered loudly like glass smashed by a Giant Hammer! Divine light exploded across the sky, only to be entirely annihilated under the crushing weight of the doomsday Dragon Mighty.

A World Destruction Level Divine Messenger had... fallen before this world!

A deathly silence fell over heaven and earth. Only the white wall of water sweeping across the world let out a deafening roar.

On Cliff Horn, Raylo watched as the Twelve-winged Angel of Death dissipated, leaving behind a glowing golden rhombus crystal that Aragon II casually collected. Monstrous waves surged in his heart. He thought, "So this is... a World Destruction Level! This is the Emperor of the Red Dragon Empire!"

At the end of his line of sight, the thousands-of-meters-high white tsunami had already obscured the entire horizon. Like an endless, toppling white wall, it was crashing down toward the Continent!

Below, Mage Delin’s voice rang out, "Prepare to brace for... the tsunami."

The towering white wall connecting the sky and the sea had arrived. Standing on Cliff Horn, the fierce astral winds whipped Raylo’s black robes, making them flap wildly. He had never imagined that water could become such a pure and despair-inducing form of oppression. This was not a wave; it was an entire ocean being lifted up and overturned.

The kilometer-high wall of water eclipsed everything in view. The sky, the clouds, and the distant silhouette of the Continent were all swallowed by this moving white apocalypse. The air was thick with the salty scent of destruction, as if the end of the world had arrived early.

BUZZ!

On Cliff Horn, Magic Power surged once more. A translucent azure Magic Shield rapidly expanded like a giant inverted bowl, fully enveloping the entire Cliff Horn.

High in the heavens, at the Cloud Sea Peak, the figure who had been standing silently all this time—the Austin Sage—finally made his move. Very casually, he gently waved his hand at the roaring ocean below, as if he were shooing away an annoying insect.

Then... the wind stopped. The Baofeng, capable of tearing apart steel, instantly subsided.

Immediately afterward, the toppling white wall of water came to a dead halt less than a few dozen kilometers from Cliff Horn, without any warning. The kilometer-high massive wave hovered eerily in midair, maintaining its forward-rushing posture, yet unable to advance even a single inch.

The next second...

SPLASH!

The suspended wall of water lost the Power supporting it and collapsed with a deafening crash, like a Giant whose bones had been extracted. No longer roaring forward, it fell powerlessly back into the sea.

A catastrophic tsunami had been... quelled just like that. Going from terrifying, stormy waves to absolute calm took only a single wave of a hand and less than three breaths of time.

On Cliff Horn, all the Mages tilted their heads back, staring blankly at the restored calm of the sea, then back at the faintly glowing Magic Shield in front of them. Their faces were written with bewilderment and absurdity.

Looking at the suddenly quelled sea, Raylo noticed something extraordinary. He realized that if Aragon II and Burning Heaven had demonstrated the ultimate, world-destroying "force," then this Sage of Mage City had displayed an absolute control over the world’s rules themselves, something akin to "reason." He hadn’t fought the tsunami; he had merely... modified the rules of its existence.

Which one was more terrifying? Raylo had no answer.

RIP!

The soft sound of space being torn apart echoed beside the Austin Sage. The figure of the Red Dragon Emperor, Aragon II, took a step out from the void. He shook his hands as if loosening up his joints. A faint, unsatisfied smile played on his lips, and his voice carried the domineering aura of a ruler presiding over the world.

"It’s been a long time since I’ve stretched my joints like this."

The Austin Sage turned his head, a trace of a smile appearing on his face. "His Majesty the Emperor, I have already seen your resolve."

Aragon II stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his crimson hair fluttering in the gentle breeze. His gaze blazed like a torch as he looked directly at the Sage.

"Sage, I have also seen the resolve of Mage City." He paused, his tone becoming profoundly meaningful. "Using an entire fleet and the fall of three hundred thousand elites of the Holy See as an invitation letter—such a grand gesture could only be pulled off by your Mage City in the entire Continent."

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