Apocalypse Forecast

"Glory to the holy!!!!"

Amid the suddenly erupting flames, the towering rat-man ablaze waved a giant sword and roared, triggering a thunderous response from his companions.

In the encirclement, the giant rat bravely leaped and slashed, causing the earth to roar, with blood and shattered iron flying.

The giant shield, along with the two Husky Wolf Warriors behind it, shattered together, turning into twisted fragments. The Paradise Guard, relying on its horrifying strength, instantly tore through the fragile defenses, commencing a new round of slaughter.

Meanwhile, in the charge, the Incarnation of Anger’s shell suddenly contracted, its volume shrinking, but its speed more than doubled, smashing two chariots in an instant, trampling the charioteers, pikemen, and archers on them into the mud.

After four chariots were crushed one by one, the Incarnation of Anger slowly turned its gaze towards the Sacred monument spider darting back and forth on the battlefield.

The four Sacred monument spiders quickly approached, closed in, with scorching electric arcs jumping between them.

The Cage of Thunder rapidly spread, continuously descending destruction.

As the four obelisks gradually closed in, a blurry shadow of the Judgement Spirit unexpectedly rose from within...

Unfortunately, it was too late.

In front, the Guard Team had already broken through the Husky Wolf Warriors’ obstruction, climbing up, and firmly wedged their scorching axe blades into the obelisk.

They seized the moment, courageously slashing and destroying the engravings and totems on it, making it difficult for the Judgement Spirit to form, only able to hurriedly send down a flicker of Punishment, before it perished and dissipated.

The scorching lightning swept across, scorching the giant rat-man clinging to it into ashes, launching another fierce attack.

In the distance, the thunderous stomp could already be heard.

The Incarnation of Anger roared and arrived.

Yu Step Forward!

Ignoring the obstructers ahead, including the presence of the Guard Team, accumulating furious kinetic energy through the long distance, without any slowing or retreating, the massive body tilted completely onto the huge Holy Grail.

A plaintive roar erupted.

In the rumble, the Incarnation of Anger staggered back a few steps, revealing cracks on the four sharp horns atop its head, and its figure shook, unable to support itself.

In front of it, however, on the enormous closed obelisk, a large crack quickly spread and expanded... and collapsed!

As the obelisk divided, countless slender limbs crumbled into mist and vanished.

Only broken stones remained.

Yet the Wolf Army showed no sign of decline, continuing their desperate counterattack.

Unfortunately, the outcome was decided.

The rest was just a matter of time...

Emara calmly watched the scene of the Wolf Army being slaughtered, and closed her eyes.

She silently sighed.

"I concede." She said.

In an instant, the battlefield’s slaughter froze, and all summoned creatures from the obelisks disappeared without a trace.

Behind Emara, the Paradise Guard holding a double-handed axe slowly emerged, the axe blade lifted, aiming at her neck.

The Executioner awaited the master’s command.

But the axe had yet to fall.

Only Huai Shi’s voice came through.

"Ms. Emara, I also have a suggestion."

Huai Shi thought for a moment and then said, "I can call this match a draw, sparing the Divine Nature you acquired, but you must answer one of my questions."

The old priest lifted her gaze and examined his expression before nodding lightly, "You can ask first, and then I’ll decide whether to agree."

So, Huai Shi straightforwardly asked, "What exactly does Garandor want to do?"

Emara laughed.

Shaking her head.

"Your price isn’t enough." She said, "The value of this question is greater."

This was undoubtedly an answer in itself, already revealing quite a bit of information. At least it showed Garandor did indeed have ulterior motives, and they were grand.

The old priest didn’t care about such a small expanse of information released, considering it a complimentary spoil. After all, being a descendant of dignified Nine Pillar God, she wouldn’t be stingy at a time like this.

"If it’s not enough, how about I introduce you to a Hell Infernal Stylist?" Huai Shi said, "I know a stylist, he has a method for this kind of distortion."

Emara was stunned upon hearing this, then shook her head with bitterness, "I’ve tried that, tried many times. The High Priest of Thoth God is the vice chairman of Hell Infernal Stylist... those conventional methods are already useless for me."

With the status of Egypt Genealogy, how could they not afford a stylist?

Money?

With the Nile, backed by Africa’s countless rare outputs and mines, Egypt could be described as wealthy beyond measure. Emara, as a royal family member, what had she lacked since childhood?

Unfortunately, no amount of physical and spiritual correction could cure the source.

This was an innate concern.

Her will was insufficient to control the power brought by her talent, but her pride was unwilling to relinquish her noble and sacred bloodline.

Simply put, she’s confined by herself.

Regarding her outcome, Emara had already prepared long ago, now it’s just a desperate battle. How could she lose composure from a fleeting hope?

With little choice left to Huai Shi, he eventually proposed, "Then, say as much as you can?"

A brief silence ensued.

Emara seemed stunned, her expression becoming increasingly strange.

She stared at him for a long time.

Slowly shook her head.

"Sorry, I have no intention of getting involved in your conflict with the Great Grandmaster, please forgive me for refusing."

Her gaze drifted to the depths of the mist, at the silhouettes of two opposing towers, "This is Garandor’s fate, as well as Publius’s fate... It was predestined when they met at Helios century ago."

She hesitated for a moment before finally speaking:

"Similarly, you have your own."

This is a conclusion from the Bastet Chief Priest, made with favor from the family guardian god’s blessing as a prophecy.

At the moment Huai Shi asked the question, she glimpsed a hint of the future.

As if her path had led her to this place, Huai Shi too had a destined intersection between him and Helios.

That is a deeper and more complex connection.

Far surpassing the shadow she represented, yet bursting with brilliance akin to the brief splendor when the paths of stars cross.

"You will certainly gain something, but will also lose many things, Mr. Huai Shi... Sincerely wish you can achieve your desires."

The old priest quietly blessed, closed her eyes.

And said no more.

Soon, Huai Shi waved his hand, and with the axe’s slash, the obelisk once again disappeared into the mist.

The earth roared, and the new plot, along with the spoils, merged into the Eternal Frozen Heart.

In the brief silence, Huai Shi scratched his head, not having the chance to savor his victory, and experienced the Great Priestess’s Divine Nature flame within the soul suddenly intensifying.

As if crossing billions of kilometers, receiving aid from the void, it abruptly surged!

What on earth?

He stared blankly, his eyes wide.

Examining the Casting Furnace within his arm, feeling the Ruins’ ever-expanding progress, clueless.

Unable to understand what had transpired?