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Chapter 223 Gods and Demons (III)
[Source God of Chaos] is the most powerful entity that the Chaos Will can create. Even in the prosperous future, a [Source God of Chaos] is worthy of the gods to suppress it personally.

In the ancient times when the gods had not yet been born, the [God of Chaos] was the most extremely malicious. His mere existence was terrifying, and his mere arrival was a natural disaster.

Mortals are unable and powerless to generate desires that can compete with it.

But Wanchan had no fear of the terrifying demon at all.

She plunged headfirst into the surface of the unspeakable beast, spewing raging embers with her true red blade.

The flames burned away the hazy black fog, and this [Source God of Chaos] could no longer maintain its indescribable posture and took on a tangible form.

The towering giant is like a mountain in the sky, its upper body is straight and majestic, and its illusory lower body also reveals a ferocious beast posture in the mist.

The giant beast stretched out eight arms, and at the end of each arm was a dark purple blade with flesh and blood, as if it was formed by the gathering of dark stars, flowing with a gloomy and cruel luster.

The Chaos God displayed a speed that was totally disproportionate to His huge size. The Dark Star Blade was emitting a deep phantom as it violently slashed and smashed towards Evening Prayer.

The response to Vespers is to raise the long sword.

"Den-"

Bounce back!

"Thump! Thump thump thump -- clang clang clang --"

Bounce! Bounce! Keep bouncing! Bounce like crazy!
The overly fast swing even distorted the space in front of him, leaving only a vague and illusory afterimage. In the dizzying storm of counterattack, the amount of energy that was rebounded in front of Evening Prayer formed a solid halo.

The behemoth's attack was devastating, and the aftermath it raised could shatter the earth and stir up hurricanes, but it could not do anything to the tiny humans beneath it.

It was like a scene of a dragon wrestling with an ant, full of absurdity.

Compared to the contest of energy levels and brute force, the confrontation with the [Source God of Chaos] is more like a contest of wills.

Being in the extremely intense erosion, there is no room for even the slightest wavering. Only absolute firmness can resist the bone-eating corruption.

In other words, you must never harbor fear or confusion.

[I don’t know what fear is, I don’t know what confusion is, because I have full faith in my own destiny. For the tomorrow I look forward to, no matter what kind of monster stands in my way, I will kill them all.]

After a series of parries and blocks, Evening Prayer slowly raised his head and blinked his long eyelashes.

"Crush the disasters of all nations, destroy the evils of the mortal world, O demon god"

"Will you bleed?"

Without expecting an answer from the giant beast, the gray-haired swordsman answered her own question with actual action. She took a deep breath and raised her sword.

"boom--"

The true red thunder, pure and clear, instantly filled the sky.

The roar resounded, and a deep red halo enveloped everything around, even suppressing the domain of the Chaos Source God. The gloomy dark purple mist was shattered by thunder.

There were no flying flames, no jumping lightning, and what extended from the sword blade was only the peaceful and beautiful brightness.

The sword blade chopped into the body of the giant beast, and the Chaos Source God's body, which seemed to be forever unshakable, was immediately burned with burn marks, which were particularly noticeable on the dull purple body.

There was no need to defend or parry. She just had to swing her sword desperately. Evening Prayer had forgotten the concept of time and could only roughly realize that the battle with the Source of Chaos might have lasted for several days and nights.

But so what?
There was not a single part of the soul-forged body that was intact; the skin, muscles and bones were all being destroyed by the violent chaotic energy, making a "crackling" sound as if it was burning the flesh and blood of the gray-haired swordsman.

Even though he was heartbroken, Wancao swung his sword again and again. His red eyes were never confused for a moment, and he was determined to put the Source of Chaos to death.

Pierce! Cut! Tear! Slash!
The blades continued to pierce through, and the true red flames spread over the body of the Chaos God, until the entire sky began to be covered with embers. After swinging the blade countless times, when the last blow pierced into the head of the Chaos God, this terrifying and ferocious creature finally couldn't bear the burden.

"Ow—"

Along with a dull and mournful howl, an indescribable object shrouded in black fog began to fall.

In the strange sky filled with haze and darkness, a red light spot was seen pushing the huge mist-shrouded body of the Source of Chaos down from the clouds!

The gloomy and dense black clouds were instantly split by the true red light, as if they were torn apart by an ancient giant that controlled lightning and storms. The crack kept expanding, and the Chaos Source God who was suppressed by the true red star quickly descended towards the distance of the floating fortress.

then
"rumble--"

Along with the shaking of the earth, the mountain submerged in the chaotic realm was smashed, and the eight-armed giant beast was embedded in the mountain. Its body began to gradually disintegrate like ashes dissipated by the wind.

"Whoo, whoo, whoo"

Evening Prayer, who had done all this, kept gasping for breath in a state of near death. After a long rest, she dragged the hilt of the sword and began to climb up through the void, returning to the floating fortress.

The demise of the Chaos God also stopped the mortals from panicking. Amid the devastation, everyone looked at the Chaos God's huge body in disbelief:

"The demon was killed?"

"The Vesper Monk killed the demon"

What followed was unstoppable worship. With the instigation of the Xuli high-level officials, the image of evening prayer was shrouded in a layer of divinity, and this divinity had to be fulfilled with endless victories.

"So the Vesper Monk is really the incarnation of God?"

"No! She is God! Our God! Our Savior!"

"God, have you finally opened your eyes?"

People looked enthusiastically at the evening prayer that was walking towards the void, and cheered at the top of their lungs to vent their inner excitement.

Such cheers last forever.

Evening Prayer quietly accepted the cheers of the crowd. She remembered the "elements for ascension to godhood" left by Westhead and knew that this was necessary.

She didn't know how to respond to expectations, she just did what she was supposed to do.

"Next."

The monk with gray hair and white robes who was surrounded by the crowd spoke:

"Where is the next fortress to face the enemy?"

[I killed the world-destroying demon god who was considered invincible, but I didn’t feel happy. Breaking through the boundaries and gaining merits did not cause the slightest ripple for me.]

[I moved from one defense line to another, continuously achieving victories that were unimaginable in the past, and annihilating wave after wave of incoming attacks]

[The great crowd cheered and called my name. The name of "Lord of the Heavens" spread like wildfire. All people regarded me as their savior. They followed my lead and dedicated everything to me.]

[But no matter how powerful I am, I cannot protect everyone. The offensive of Chaos is getting stronger and stronger. The remaining countries are destroyed one after another. Refugees flee to Xuli. Along with the refugees come more waves of Chaos.]

[Every day, every month, entire legions are wiped out or solid fortresses are destroyed. No matter how many Chaos creatures are killed, the spread of the disaster cannot be stopped.]

[Every victory I have achieved has been accompanied by irreversible sacrifices]

The collapse of civilization is inevitable.

(End of this chapter)