However, even so,

this pure brute force seemed somewhat weaker compared to the magic energy fluctuations he had sensed before!

"Buzz——!"

A green light suddenly pierced through the thick red fog, and the piercing buzz seemed to mute the entire world!

Terrell stared in disbelief, only to see the chest of the One-eyed Giant as if it had been pierced by something, leaving behind only a huge hole.

What was that—

what?

The One-eyed Giant seemed stunned too, looking down at his own chest, and it wasn't until blood gushed uncontrollably that he let out a terrified wail.

"Woo——!"

"No!!!"

Watching the One-eyed Giant kneeling, a look of despair finally marked Mel's frantic face—it wasn't just his despair, but also that of the deity standing behind him.

At the same time, in the forest hundreds of meters away,

a four-legged steel beast was gazing in the direction of the fallen giant, its back-mounted red-hot cannon emitting a hissing buzz.

That bizarre construct seemed like it didn't belong to this world—yet it was indeed the crystal of this world's inscription technology.

"Hit him! Hit him!"

In the cockpit, the mole operator let out a scream of delight, dancing excitedly, yet his plump palm almost tragically flipped the machine over as he slapped it onto the control panel.

"Well done!!!"

Zheng Fangxing, only half-a-body lying on the battlefield, let out an excited roar and finally breathed his last breath to be reborn.

Seeing his opportunity, a quick drunk dunked the chemical vat and shouted loudly.

"I reckon the Magic Workshop is awesome!!!"

Hearing this guy's shout, the surrounding players looking up to the sky were startled, and their gazes turned to him.

Knowledge Explosion: "What the fuck?! Bro!"

Grilled Kebab: "Did you make that!?"

Next Time Definitely: "6666!"

Facing everyone's praise, the guy who quickly dunked the chemical vat was not embarrassed, nor did he explain, puffing out the two ribs on his chest.

"Our model participated in the experiment!"

Knowledge Explosion: "Amazing!!!!"

With the death of the One-eyed Giant, Chaos's legions had lost the last shred of hope for victory.

The remaining Heart-eater demons were either slain by the Dark Night Elf's sharp arrows in the jungle or chased by players and stabbed into sieves.

Seemingly foreseeing his defeat, that blood-red light beam connecting the ground to the dome began to tremble restlessly.

The giant head that had already explored halfway through that crack began hesitatingly to retreat, no longer probing forward.

The ritual was successful.

Yet it also failed.

Perhaps the time had not come…

The thousands of faces floating in the fog were full of disappointment, like water-soaked paper masks forming creased blisters.

Meanwhile, surrounded by desperate whispers, Mel White, as the power of Chaos gradually faded, his stalwart and magnificent body also slowly shrank.

"You have broken your word."

"I am very disappointed."

"It seems you are not the right person…"

"Farewell."

Listening to those disappointed whispers, Mel's expression twisted in pain, and he clutched his head that seemed about to explode with his three hands.

"No—please give me another chance!"

That murmuring did not respond to his plea, but disappeared along with that indescribable thick fog into the red-fringed crack.

The Gate of Truth was closing on him, and the heaven he had built with all his heart was disintegrating!

Unable to sit by and watch this happen, the decaying Mel cast his vengeful gaze into the depths of the fog at the chief culprit.

The Demon King…

If he killed him and offered his soul as a sacrifice!

Surely that gate would open once more, and Lord Novel would once again look upon him with favor!

The rotting body suddenly stopped crumbling and swelled in a flash of reflected light.

Crimson energy was drawn from the fog, absorbed by the closing crack, and also sucked into his body by his soul.

Feeling the surge of overwhelming power flooding his body, Mel White felt stronger and more exhilarated than ever.

Indeed—

the Deceitful Fog had answered his prayer!

As long as he killed that man, the Gate of Truth would open again, and heaven would descend once more upon this corrupt earth!

"Ahhh—!"

With that agonizing roar, black and red mist gradually entwined around Mel, he regained a fourth arm that had been lost!

"Stop, Mel White! Think about the oath! And those people you swore to protect! Have you forgotten them all?!"

Watching Mel White, the Knight Commander radiating terrifying demonic energy, Charles strode forward trying to persuade his former superior to turn back.

However, he could no longer hear any other voices.

Filled with frantic whispers, only one thought remained in his mind—

to kill!

The extremely bent tentacles suddenly burst forth, and the Knight Commander Mel, like a roaring cannonball, spanned hundreds of meters in an instant, charging straight toward the man riding the giant spider.

"Lord Demon King, be careful!!!"

Hearing Youyou's urgent cry, Luo Yan, who was in meditation, suddenly opened his eyes, immediately locking onto that soaring figure!

That power, not of this world, could no longer be measured by the standards of this world!

"Die!!!"

Roaring, Mel, like a monster flying close to the ground, extended his four hands, each holding a picked-up weapon—among them were a sword, a spear, a battle axe, and a long halberd!

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