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“You would never say that if you saw the scenes he caused.”

“We have overestimated the power of the Godslayer as much as possible, but when facing an existence whose origins are unknown, even the standards of the Godslayer cannot be applied to him…”

"He can raise the sun on land and melt the land with light and heat..."

"He can summon ice and cold on the sea, freezing the ocean with wind and water..."

"He can easily kill powerful gods; even the god-slayers we consider invincible have fallen and been defeated by him..."

"This is the kind of entity that is currently preparing for another disaster in the world's largest desert. We have no way of knowing what form this disaster will take or how far it will affect. There is only one thing that is certain."

"If this level of destruction continues, in less than a month, all the order we have established will collapse. In six months, half the surface of the earth will become a no-go zone for life. In three years, more than 99% of life in the world will be extinct."

"For such an existence, do you think 'destroying the world' is just an exaggeration?"

As the conclusion was reached, all the discussions subsided, and for a moment only suppressed gasps echoed.

half an hour.

"In that case, we should be prepared."

"That's right, respond to this world-ending catastrophe!"

"This level of disaster is beyond our ability to handle... What about you, Lords of the Godslayers?"

"The leader of the Luohao sect has fallen, the Marquis of Voban's fate is unknown, Lady Aisha is busy treating the suffering, and Lord John sent a message saying that he will not take action again unless he is absolutely certain."

"Make another move?"

"Yes, Lord John has already fought 'him' once, but the result was far from ideal."

Such a euphemistic description is not much different from a crushing defeat.

"What about the other two Godslayers?"

"The Sword King has accepted our request and will challenge us at the appropriate time. As for the Black Prince..."

He said he didn't want to die.

"..."

"..."

"..."

"Is 'him' really that terrifying? Even such a powerful god-slayer avoids him like the plague."

"It's not that he's too powerful, but that we're too weak, so weak that we can't even face him on our own."

Just as the atmosphere was turning pessimistic, a voice tinged with excitement rang out: "Everyone, we have a seventh Godslayer!"

"The seventh?"

"Could it be the god-slayer who seized the power of the invincible war god Vereslana from the East?"

"That's right, Lord Kusanagi Godou has made it clear that he will stop 'his' actions, and he is currently on his way to the Sahara Desert!"

"Alright, with the Sword King added, we'll definitely be able to defeat 'him'!"

"That's right!"

"That's it."

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A remote, desolate land.

As the yellow sand slowly fell from his hand, Lin Yi suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance, before turning his gaze back after a moment.

It seems like someone is talking about me.

[Correct judgment]

"You can sense me even without mentioning my name?"

[A correct judgment is possible; information can capture anything related to itself, even fragmented discussions. If it's the host's own body, and if it remains in a highly active world for an extended period, even its thoughts can sense it.]

"Simply put, it's a passive group mind-reading ability that ignores distance, has no cooldown, and lasts 24/7 across the entire map?"

[A roughly accurate assessment]

He paused slightly in his work: "I think I understand now."

[Incomprehensible statement]

"Why didn't he come in himself, but instead made me come in?"

Spreading out his palm, the last few grains of sand fell into the dust. As the hot desert wind blew, some unknown aura invaded from the other side of the world, transforming into a clear will that entered the layers upon layers of yellow sand that formed the land beneath his feet.

With a single step, Lin Yi floated into the sky, looking down at the vast desert below, a landscape that seemed to have undergone the evolution of civilization.

Visibly, high-rise buildings made of yellow sand have sprung up on the once barren desert, and huge walls over thirty meters high surround this magnificent architectural complex.

After this architectural complex, which is enough to amaze the world, was completed, a golden disc covering hundreds of acres in the center rose up, and one by one "figures" rose up on the vast desert, looking up at the disc and shouting the same call.

As if responding to the cries of these people from the yellow sands, the "gods" from another world issued a resounding declaration—

"Shurima, your emperor—has returned!"

"Desert Emperor? His power is the yellow sand, accompanied by a disc... Hmm, Lord of the Yellow Sands?"

Perhaps drawn by these tiny words, a figure draped in magnificent armor or some other decoration appeared on the enormous golden disc, resting on a scepter symbolizing power and authority, looking down upon the figure below.

"Mortal calling upon Shurima, what do you desire?"

Looking up at the disc, Lin Yi smiled and said, "Thunder."

Ragnarok: Chapter 413 The Disobedient God: The Desert Emperor

When Kusanagi Godou and his group, now with more companions, finally arrived at their destination, the entire Sahara was already shrouded in howling sandstorms and dazzling lightning. Even from a great distance, one could feel the irritating electric currents permeating the air, making it easy to imagine the pressure one would have to endure if they went inside.

"A new 'disobedient god' has been summoned!"

Accompanying Kusanagi Godou and Erica Brantri was Mariya Yuri. On the surface, this girl with the identity of a shrine maiden is Kusanagi Godou's classmate, but in reality, she is a high-ranking shrine maiden in the spiritual power group that protects the Kanto region. She belongs to the rare high-ranking shrine maiden "Hime Shrine Maiden".

This "priestess" should have been abducted by another god-killer a few days ago, but the murderer, Marquis Voban, was missing and his fate was unknown as soon as he arrived in Japan, thus avoiding an unnecessary disaster.

After the official history compilation committee in Japan took notice of the birth of Kusanagi Godou, this new Japanese god-slayer, she was almost immediately sent to his side. As for the reason for doing so, whether it was "to prevent the destruction of the world" as she said, or if she had ulterior motives, only she herself probably knows.

Regardless of the scheming between the priestess and the magician on their journey, once they arrived at the scene, the two quickly assessed the situation.

"Just like in the Indian Ocean, they are not the 'gods' we know."

"Gods? Aren't they disobedient gods?"

"A disobedient god is a deity who has deviated from the duties given to him by mankind and appeared in the present world. As long as there is a 'disobedient god,' there must be a corresponding god in human history. However, neither the god who appeared in the Indian Ocean with the power of 'thunder' nor the one in the present can be matched with a corresponding historical figure."

Erica, standing to the side, scoffed, "Maybe you just haven't encountered it before."

Upon hearing this, Yuri Mariya said with a serious expression: "'Godslayers' and 'Disobedient Gods' are essential courses for every priestess. If there really are gods that we don't know about, they could never possess such powerful abilities."

Seeing that the two were about to start arguing again, Kusanagi Godou quickly changed the subject: "Um—could you tell me which disobedient god is inside? Even just the power it possesses would be helpful."

After a cold snort, the two looked away. After a long while, Wanli Gu Yuri spoke in an uncertain tone: "Changes... sandstorm? Doesn't seem like it..."

"Given such a great distance, even the most powerful magician couldn't easily ascertain the power of the God of Disobedience. At this point, we have no choice but to charge in."

Seeing Erica's eagerness, Yuri Mariya unusually agreed, "That's right, Mr. Godou. Whether it's confirming the power of the Disobedient God or stopping this battle, we need to get close enough. But relying solely on my and this magician's abilities, we can't enter this place. I hope you can use your power."

"Ah, okay."

Leaving aside the details of how the "power" was used, with the release of the power from the "Eastern War God," the three who had been blocked outside gained the ability to withstand the internal dust storm and lightning. Although movement was still extremely difficult, they managed to barely step inside with each other's help...

Meanwhile, another god-slayer who had also arrived shortly after chose a different method of intervention.

"In just a few days, he's faced four rebellious gods in succession, and if we add that Luo Hao sect leader, that makes five... It's truly unbelievable, but—"

Gazing at the sandstorm and thunder that blotted out the sky on the horizon, the smiling blond youth pulled the demon sword from the black box and raised it high into the sky.

"I swear on this. I will not allow anything I cannot cut to exist. And this sword is an invincible blade that can cut through and slice through everything on the ground!"

Power: The Torn Silver Hand

One of only seven god-slayers in the world—the Sword King's strongest power, usurped from the Celtic god "Nuada," a terrifying yet simple power.

When its power is activated, the fleshy hand transforms into a silver metallic hand, which then wraps around the weapon with immense incantation, granting it the powerful ability to create miracles such as splitting the earth, altering terrain, and breaking through the sea. It is a demonic sword with the ability to cut through anything.

Even if the object isn't a sword, it doesn't matter; a toothpick or a twig can be transformed into a magic sword. However, the Sword King still habitually carries his own sword. The essence of a sword is the silver substance that makes up the metal arm, which can be used to construct various different magic swords and endow them with different abilities. For example, there are greatswords weighing over 300 kilograms and 9 meters long, magic swords that can instantly shatter their targets with sword energy, magic that makes it difficult for opponents to heal, and slashes that can ignite wounds or even cause explosions.

This demonic sword can cut through more than just physical objects; it can also easily sever intangible substances such as gas, liquid, and spirits. Furthermore, this power can turn everything it touches into a "demon sword," even turning light into a demonic sword to launch slashes that extend hundreds of meters, or turning the earth into a demonic sword to cut through everything within its attack range—it can do all of these things.

After reaching a certain limit, it can also transform meteorites from outer space into magic swords, and if dragged to the ground along a certain trajectory, it has the power to change the framework of the continent.

At this moment, facing this opponent of unknown origin yet possessing immense power, the Sword King chose the same approach as the previous Godslayer: unleashing his strongest authority.

"Silver-arm the Ripper——!!!"

The raised demonic sword was swung down with force, and from the horizon obscured by dust and lightning, several dazzling trails followed—

In the heart of the desert.

Bolts of lightning melted the rubble on the ground into a glassy state, yet the yellow sand that covered the entire Sahara remained endless. Even if an entire city was destroyed, it would be quickly repaired under the light of the disc.

From the perspective of shaping alone, this is already the strongest "alchemy".

"Give up, mortal. Even if you possess this detestable power of thunder, it is meaningless in the glory of Shurima."

"It really doesn't make sense."

Having stopped its pointless squandering of spiritual energy, just as the Shurima Emperor on the disc was about to say something, a strong fluctuation coming from the end of the sky above caught its attention.

"How about we switch opponents for now?"

Ragnarok: Chapter 414, Second Place

"Hmph, just a little dust."

With a disdainful sneer, and as Lin Yi voluntarily stopped, the Lord of the Yellow Sands also did not allow the Yellow Sand soldiers below to continue their attack. Instead, he turned his scepter toward the sky.

On the horizon, golden light shone.

"The power of the ascended beings is beyond your imagination... Behold, this is the difference between mortals and gods!"

The ground beneath their feet was collapsing, violently shaking and turning into endless yellow sand that swallowed the sky. Only the faint light remaining at the end reminded them that they were still standing on a star.

Tens of millions of tons of yellow sand surged toward the sky, merging into one under the control of a deity holding aloft a scepter.

Finally, a "disc" that covered the entire Sahara sky floated more than 5,000 meters above the ground, facing the "demon sword" falling from the starry sky amidst the horrified gazes of countless people who were watching this place in various ways.

The "magic sword" that seemed to cleave the heavens and the earth just moments before appears so tiny in comparison to this "disc" with an area of ​​nine million square kilometers. It is like a pebble that has fallen into a lake, causing only a few small "ripples" in the yellow sand and not even a tremor that reaches the ground.

After easily extinguishing the strongest power emanating from the Sword King, the Lord of the Sands, whose mass was equivalent to the entire Sahara Desert, looked ahead once more: "Submit to me, mortals, kneel before the glory of Shurima, only then can you avoid this death."

Looking at the "disc" in the sky, Lin Yi remained silent for a moment before turning his gaze away: "It's clear that the current environment makes you feel like you have a great advantage."

Because he was wearing a helmet, Lin Yi couldn't see the expression of the Lord of the Yellow Sands, but he could feel its anger from the aura it emitted. The most obvious evidence was that the "disc" in the sky began to "sink".

It squeezed the atmosphere, as if trying to swat a tiny ant below as it "sinked" toward the land.

Those who were watching this place cried out in fear—but that was all; no matter how far away they were, it would be of no use even if they were actually here.

Even the strongest power of the "King of Swords" could not make a ripple in the hands of this Lord of the Sands, let alone a mere magician.

However, in stark contrast to their despair and fear was their rationality. Even the most clueless person knew that they could not allow this "disc" in the sky to fall to the earth, otherwise the damage would not be limited to any particular region or country, but would affect an entire plateau connecting Asia and Europe.

After all, this is a collection of all the materials from the world's largest desert—the Sahara.

"Quickly, stop it!"

"We can't let that disc fall—"

"Who else is there?"

"Where is the King of Swords?"

"No, the power of the Sword King cannot stop that disobedient god."

"Where is the other god-slayer?!"

"Look, there he is!"

Kusanagi Godou was indeed present, but contrary to what the observers imagined, he wasn't thinking about how to break through this "sky"—from his perspective, this "disc" covering nine million square kilometers was indeed no different from the sky. His first thought was how to get himself and the two girls beside him to escape from this disaster.

The result of the thinking was terrible.