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The illusory black scythe slashed through the void, passing over the enormous dragon horn, but left no wound.

But then Tiamat's wailing rang out, a sound so painful it was even more desolate than falling into the underworld.

Anan's strike did not affect Tiamat's body, but rather stripped it of a concept.

The concept is called "immortality".

Anan and the others went to great lengths to push Tiamat into the underworld in order to avoid her characteristic of being immortal because of the existence of her descendants. However, apart from that, Tiamat herself still possesses very strong immortality.

This was her power as the primordial mother, something even the Mesopotamian gods of the past could not overcome, and could only banish her to the cracks of the world.

If they don't find a way to break this immortality, they have absolutely no chance of winning this battle.

Therefore, Anan gave up the Black Abyss White Flower to obtain the power of the Herrscher of Death, giving Tiamat "death" on a conceptual level.

The next step is to give Tiamat death from a physical perspective.

The roar of the hurricane echoed in the dark underworld, and a storm of magic unfolded from the king, who was insignificant compared to the dragon god. The triple sword blade, corresponding to the concept of the three realms, began to rotate, and magic power that was completely beyond the scope of humanity was injected into it.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment, the world froze, and silently, crisscrossing red lightning filled the world in sight.

"Let this strike be our farewell ceremony, [EnumaElish]!!"

Noble Phantasm: Star of the Creation of Heaven and Earth

Rank: EX

Category: Anti-World Noble Phantasm

Description: The Sword That Cuts Through the World

A crimson torrent of magic swept in like a storm. The space that should have been intangible and invisible was like glass struck by a heavy hammer, with crisscrossing cracks appearing in the real world, revealing the world's most vulnerable side without reservation.

The flow of time and space was completely disrupted at this moment. Countless spatial rifts suddenly appeared with this crimson storm, and everything that was caught in it was swallowed up and annihilated into nothingness.

This scene is reminiscent of the world before creation, when it was still a hellish place.

At the same time, Yanan also launched an attack on Tiamat on the other side, squeezing out all the remaining power in the Herrscher core to the limit, and the black scythe in his hand turned from illusory to real.

A crimson storm swept over Tiamat's entire body. The massive energy torrent and shattered spatial rifts caused her enormous form to crack inch by inch. In her final moments, Tiamat, contrary to her usual behavior, offered no resistance. She simply raised her head, her large star-like eyes gazing into the void above.

When this planet was first born, she personally shaped its ecosystem, nurturing countless lives. She loved these children, and the children loved her in return.

But in the endless future, this world will no longer welcome her arrival.

"Don't leave me..." Her large, starry eyes slowly closed, a single tear falling. "And don't love me anymore..."

A black scythe, a symbol of death, flashed across the massive dragon's body, utterly stripping it of all life.

"Farewell, our mother." Gilgamesh silently watched the dragon gradually dissipate, slowly lowering the sword Ea in his hand. "May you find peace in eternity."

"Is this... over?" Ereshkigal blinked blankly. "We... won?"

"Yes, Tiamat is dead, but victory is far from certain." Gilgamesh looked up at the empty void and shouted, "You cowardly rats hiding in the shadows, why don't you show yourselves?"

After a moment of silence, a round of applause suddenly rang out in the empty underworld.

"What a magnificent battle." A hoarse voice rang out, and an aura comparable to Tiamat instantly enveloped the entire underworld.

One after another, demonic pillars tore through the earth and descended upon the mortal realm, their eyes filled with malice as they stared at everyone present.

A man with rings on all ten fingers stood proudly in the sky, his long robe covered with intricate patterns fluttering in the wind, looking down at Gilgamesh below from a perspective beyond that of a god.

"A bunch of historical remnants actually managed to wipe out the returning Mother of Origin." The man shook his head slightly, his tone tinged with emotion. "Although we are on different sides, I have to admire your courage and strength."

"Who... is that guy?" Ereshkigal's voice trembled. In her perception, the magic power in that man's body was like an endless ocean of origin, and even a single wave could shatter mountains.

This level of total magic power is simply monstrous!

“One of the seven evils of mankind, a beast that holds the principle of [compassion].” Anan descended beside Ereshkigal. “Or you may call him—Goetia.”

“Stranger, you have no connection to this world. This is not your home. What reason do you have to fight for them?” Goetia looked at Anan, his tone seductive. “The blood of the Supreme Dragon flows in your veins. The rise and fall of humanity is nothing but fleeting smoke to you. Why should you gamble everything for this hopeless race of humans?”

Yanan glanced at the [Savior] who had been upgraded to A+++ level and smiled, "I fight for them, and I fight for myself."

"Incomprehensible." Upon hearing this, Goetia knew that the negotiations had failed. He raised his palm, and the dark red magic was as heavy as a mountain.

“You’re probably not the only one here.” Yanan looked around. “I’ve been sensing a very familiar presence since just now—Sesshouin, how long are you planning to keep hiding?”

After a brief silence, a clear, bell-like laugh rang out, and Sesshouin Kiara appeared.

"Why do you think I'm in cahoots with him?" Sesshouin tilted her head and looked at Anan. "I've helped you a few times, haven't you? Don't you think I'm here to help you this time too?"

“It’s simple, because I’ve never trusted you,” Yanan said calmly.

"What a heartless and ungrateful man." Sesshouin Kihara covered his mouth and chuckled, but there was no smile in his eyes.

With the [Compassion] Beast in its complete form, half of the [Lust] Beast, and the recently deceased [Return] Beast, nearly half of the seven great human evils have now appeared.

This is undoubtedly a desperate situation. In order to defeat Tiamat, Gilgamesh and the others have already used all their trump cards, and their remaining fighting strength is simply not enough to change the course of the battle.

Logically speaking, this should have been an absolute advantage for Goetia and Sesshouin Kiara, which is why they watched Tiamat die and only showed up now.

But looking at Anahn's calm and expressionless face, Goetia still felt uneasy for some reason.

“Ever since Jingu told me of your existence, I have been waiting for this moment to arrive.” Yanan took out a purple crystal, within which dazzling lightning crackled. “Now, it is time to end all of this.”

The core of the Third Herrscher was embedded in the Blank Key, arcs of electricity crackled in her purple hair, and Anaen raised her head, her pale purple eyes flashing with violent lightning.

Anann, the Herrscher of Thunder, form.

"Disappear as atoms!"

Anan raised his palm, and countless bolts of lightning descended from the sky. The dazzling lightning instantly illuminated the entire underworld, and the violent roar was deafening, as if it would turn the whole world into a dense forest of lightning!

"Waaaaaahh ...

Ereshkigal was terrified and screamed, instinctively covering her head and crouching down. However, after a while, she realized that the lightning bolts were not attacking her.

Each of these lightning bolts possesses power comparable to a Noble Phantasm capable of wielding a castle. Even if Tiamat were at her peak and were to withstand this attack, she would be instantly reduced to ashes!

This was a surprise that Anaen had prepared especially for Goetia and Sesshouin Kiara.

Sensing that terrifying, world-destroying power, Goetia and Sesshouin Kiara's expressions changed drastically.

The nine rings shone brightly at the same time, and Goetia unhesitatingly cast a summoning spell, with one demonic pillar after another appearing from the void, only to be quickly shattered by the bombardment of lightning.

Sesshouin Kiara unleashed [Myriad Colors of Retention], causing vortexes to appear out of thin air, from which countless illusory, slender arms reached out, attempting to block the bombardment of lightning, but they were still forced to retreat step by step.

Even the [Beast] was powerless against Anarn, who had become the Herrscher of Thunder, and could only defend itself.

It's unclear how long it lasted, but the thunder and lightning gradually dissipated. After such a barrage of attacks, the underworld was left in ruins, almost unrecognizable from its original state.

Such terrifying destructive power even made Gilgamesh shudder.

Goetia was in much worse condition than before; in order to block the lightning, he had already sacrificed all of his Demon God Pillars.

Sesshouin was in slightly better condition, mainly because Goetia blocked most of the attacks, so she had to bear much less pressure.

“What terrifying power.” Goetia stared at Anahn with a grim expression. “I didn’t expect you to have such a hidden trump card.”

“I’ve hidden more than just one thing.” Yanan smiled slightly and took out another light gray Herrscher core, which was so beautiful that it made people feel dizzy and mesmerized at first glance.

"Stop him!" Getia's expression changed instantly.

Without his reminder, Sesshouin Kiara had already activated [Mansai Yusui] again, attempting to drag Anan into Bliss.

However, she was a step too slow.

Anan embedded the Herrscher Core, representing the Herrscher of Consciousness, into the Blank Key, and his eyes instantly turned into a dazzling golden yellow, seemingly containing countless overlapping vortexes that could draw the consciousness of all those who watched into them.

This gaze does not act on the physical level, but directly on the mind; even without making eye contact with Anahn, one cannot escape this gaze.

Sesshouin Kiara and Goetia both let out a muffled groan, their faces contorted in extreme pain.

For both of them, their mental state is their greatest weakness.

Goetia was a product of the fusion of the seventy-two demon pillars and the remains of King Solomon. He had no consciousness of his own; his consciousness was entirely stitched together from the spirits of the seventy-two demon pillars.

Sesshouin Kiara's mental state is very unstable due to her experiences from childhood, and she sometimes even has a tendency to split.

At this moment, under the influence of the power of the Herald of Consciousness, both felt as if countless voices were echoing in their heads, each voice calling for freedom and wanting to seize control of the body.

The two were also in a very unstable state, sometimes crying, sometimes laughing, sometimes angry, and sometimes calm, as if dozens of different personalities lived in their bodies.

"This can't go on any longer!" Goetia barely regained a sliver of reason and unleashed her Noble Phantasm without hesitation.

Noble Phantasm: The time for its birth has come; with this, all things will be restored.

Rank: EX

Category: Anti-humanity Noble Phantasm

This is Goetia's ultimate Noble Phantasm, used to cleanse humanity and return to its origins. In order to protect himself, he has no choice but to activate it prematurely.

High above, a vast and distant sky appeared, a band of light that stretched across the entire sky. It was a collection of hundreds of millions of rays of light fueled by human history, each possessing destructive power comparable to the Sword of Excalibur.

One by one, rays of light detached from the band of light, intersected to form a single point, and transformed into a spear of light, carrying an endless aura of destruction as it plummeted toward the underworld.

However, just as it was about to approach Anan, the spear of light suddenly vanished, as if it had never existed at all.

An invisible domain unfolded around Anan and quickly engulfed Goetia and Sesshouin Kiara, instantly dissipating the magical power within them.

"I knew you would activate your Noble Phantasm, so how could I not be prepared?"

The golden Herrscher core was embedded in the front of the armor, and the power called [Binding] extinguished Goetia and Sesshouin Kiara's last hope of turning the tide.

The power of consciousness flared up again, and this time the two were powerless to resist, quickly plunging into a state of complete chaos.

"Click-clack—"

The space solidified layer by layer, like frozen amber, and Goetia and Sesshouin Kiara were like little insects trapped inside the amber.

"It's time to put an end to all of this."

Anan removed the core of the Herrscher of the Void, and then took out a Herrscher core that was as red as a raging flame.

The Seventh Herald - The Herald of Flame.

Yanan took a deep breath and placed the last Herrscher Core into the Blank Key.

boom--!!

Crimson flames shot into the sky, and violent power surged into his body like molten lava. Anan, whose eyes and hair turned crimson, slowly exhaled a long breath, the scorching heat distorting the void.

He stretched out his palm, and endless flames swept over, slowly forming a greatsword.

“It’s not the original, but I’ll make do with it.” A slow smile curved Yanan’s lips. “Especially at times like this, we need to add a little more ritual.”