Chapter 1743 - The Final Battle – Side B (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The dimension had ripped apart.

Even when it had been weakened for almost 9,000 years approximately, even when part of its powers were already consumed when it first tore L’Haronne in half, the power of a real divine entity was still beyond terrifying. It had been buried deep within that world, consisting of fragments of history. Not fully stabilized, the moment another divine power of the same source resonated with it, the accumulated energy instantly shot out in all directions.

The pale rift, which cut through the dimensional structure, grew bigger and bigger as it distorted into all sorts of horrifying states, while the cracks around its edges seemingly came to life as it spread all over. Everything the cracks touched, be it material or energy, or even space itself, destruction immediately ensued, turning it all into the basest of information units. The already chaotic and disparate dimension was thrown into an even more chaotic spiral under the assault of the divine storm. Twisters, ten-meters-tall, swept up in the middle of the endless sea of clouds, and the ripples of the divine power created millions, even billions of lightning strikes within the storm. Before this terrifying power, the dimensional structure in the air, which had been expanding the entire time, finally stopped growing.

Hao Ren could see a large “collapse” at the edge of the battlefield with his eyes, as countless of gravity wells had appeared out of nowhere over there. Wherever the divine storm swept through, light distorted unnaturally and folded upon each other, creating a curtain of bizarre reflections. And within the curtain, vast numbers of Gorgon starships, vessels from other eras, soldiers, and buildings that were corrupted by madness were all disintegrating.

“The dimensional structure has stopped expanding and transitioned into a disintegration phase.” The combat assistant AI reported all of the battlefield information it had collated, “The divine storm is weakening rapidly, and it will pass the balance point in approximately three minutes…”

It was not possible to depend on Rheia’s remaining powers within that dimension to totally wipe out everything there, but for Hao Ren, that level of kaboom was more than enough.

The rampaging divine storm had swept through everything at the edge of the battlefield, and not only did it stop the dimensional structure from expanding continuously, but it also suppressed the speed at which the corrupted ancient vessels were “appearing”.

“It is time to attack!” Salaman’s command rang across the guardian’s command system. “For Mother! For all life!”

“For Mother, for all life!”

The once suppressed and retreating guardian fleets unleashed their rage and countless laser barrages, as well as missiles, toward the surviving echoes of corruption. The chaotic red sky was once again lit up in the fire.

The droid swarms had also completed the charging of the next salvo of Annihilation Lances, and as the command to fire was given, hundreds of blinding white light rays blasted out from the forward base. They pierced through the sea of clouds and cut a swathe of dimensional rifts across the battlefield.

The dimension of the battlefield started to distorting as a false sea of stars appeared. Those who were mutated, engorged, and maddened were nightmarish memories from when the universe was destroyed. Under the continuous influence of the divine storm, they shook, quaked, and crumbled apart.

Below the war zone, rifts appeared all over the sea of clouds. The integrity of the dimensional structure had reached its limits, and with the divine power resonance at its peak, the barrier separating the world was no longer stable. Tiny and temporary tunnels appeared between the world’s depth and the physical world. Hao Ren looked at the images from the monitors outside, and he saw the mountains and hills of L’Harrone, the burning land, as well as a black city with an army approaching it.

…

The storm had weakened slightly but showed no signs of stopping.

Fighting in a storm was never a wise move. If it was against a normal enemy on a normal battlefield, no commander would choose to assault a fortress city in a storm.

Yet, Constance knew she did not have any choice; the world did not have any choice.

The storm would not stop. It was not a natural phenomenon, and the moment that world marched into madness, there was only one chance, one chance to stand before the lair of “Annihilation” and assault it directly.

It was their one and only chance since the first era, since the countless cycles and turns of the eras.

A monster’s dying roar thundered amid the rain, and its savage looks no longer contained any human traits. Its body showed no trace of human limbs either. There were pieces of broken metal hanging from its body, indicating that it probably used to be an Ebon Blade knight or member of the imperial army.

Constance raised her arm with her sword in hand. Powerful magic focused on the blade as she unleashed a ray of light more powerful than that of the Broken Blades’. Before the monster hit the ground, it was sliced into two, and it disintegrated into dust.

“Forward! Watch the flanks! Level any obstruction! That includes every dwelling you see!”

“The monsters may appear from everywhere!”

Roars of commands from the leaders of the squads could be heard in distance. Their voices rang through the rain, while explosions and cannon fire ripped visibly across the air sporadically. The ancient dwellings of the imperial cities were torn apart by the great bombardment as glorious historical statues and towers collapsed under the relentless magical raid. The fallen structures were all things that Constance had grown up seeing.

And on that day, everything was about to disappear.

The giants were standing outside the city together with the “little girl” whom they had sworn fealty to. They stood in the distance, watching the battlefield as if they were upholding an ancient accord and observing the battlefield.

The soldiers did not have any questions or reservations about it.

Another monster was sliced into two by Constance while she unleashed another bolt of lightning from her other hand, saving a northern soldier who had tripped.

She looked at the burning city and recalled what Rheia had told her earlier.

“You know the truth of this world? The truth behind the cycles…

“It is not a curse or evil prank by this world. It is the only a relic that the ancestors of the first era have left you. It was the only piece of hope that they managed to grasp from the jaws of annihilation after they paid a massive price.

“And while you fight, there is another battle happening on another battlefield…”

A series of loud noises came from the sky, and even the raging storm slackened for a moment. The soldiers exclaimed in surprise and even Constance could not help but look up.