r18novel Chapter 368 The Fall of the Land of Shadows
Chapter 368 The Fall of the Land of Shadows
Chapter 368 The Fall of the Land of Shadows (Final Chapter)
A tremendous commotion shook the sky. Tang Zijun, amidst her busy schedule, glanced up and saw that the steam train had crashed head-on into the floating island of the Shadow Kingdom.
Looking at that spectacular scene, Tang Zijun couldn't help but twitch her lips.
For some reason, he suddenly felt like he was in the next team's booth. The routine combat combined with giant vehicles—wasn't that standard equipment for those colorful teams? Could it be that Katie could develop the ability to transform into a giant robot?!
However, he had no time to think about these things now. Facing the ancient god directly, only he could truly feel how terrifying the oppressive force was.
Although the scene created by the opponent did not seem as spectacular as that of Sir Skeleton King, the energy released by Scáthach had already surpassed that of Sir Skeleton King, who was a demigod.
Each of the opponent's attacks contained terrifying divine power, and no one present except himself could withstand a single blow head-on, not even Chang Lei.
But that's not the most terrifying thing. When fighting against the gods, the most oppressive thing is the pollution of the divine power that is constantly being emitted. Any being that gets close to Scáthach will fall into the corruption of the shadow.
The eerie spear, its surface covered with countless eyes, each eye containing terrifying mental information capable of driving an entire city's inhabitants mad. Even the most reclusive hermits, with their exceptional mental fortitude, would be driven into a frenzy and unable to extricate themselves from the mere sight of it.
Fortunately, Tang Zijun also carries the laws from the Reversal World, so the authority of the Shadow World cannot affect his mind for the time being, but that's all.
With a single, swift strike, the black figure reflected in the mirror was instantly shattered by Scáthach, and then the spear swung fiercely toward Tang Zijun's head.
clang!!
The clash of swords and spears echoed outwards like the tolling of an ancient bell.
Before the echoes had even faded, Scáthach's storm of attacks descended once more.
Ding ding ding ding ding!
Seemingly enraged by Tang Zijun's earlier actions, Scáthach's attacks became increasingly frenzied.
Tang Zijun gripped the knight's sword tightly. With a flash of white light, an identical knight's sword appeared in his left hand. He barely managed to block the opponent's attack with a series of slashes from both swords.
As they fought, Tang Zijun's expression grew increasingly serious.
As expected of someone who has nurtured countless legendary heroes, Scáthach's reputation is well-deserved!
Unlike the gods who launch attacks with overwhelming force, Scáthach's strength comes from her combat skills. Compared to the gods of Asgard and Olympus who use brute force and divine power, Scáthach is more like an Eastern deity, relying on ever-changing combat techniques.
This is why Tang Zijun didn't guess his identity at first.
There are three major mythological systems in Celtic legends: the local gods, the foreign gods, and the Celtic hero legends. The first two, as the names suggest, tell the story of the rise and fall of Celtic gods, and mostly depict the Celts' worship of the gods.
But the Celtic Heroes are different. This system describes legends that are closely related to the mortal world, and Cú Chulainn, the great and bloodthirsty hero of Ulster and son of the Celtic sun god, is one of the irreplaceable protagonists in this legend.
Unlike the true descriptions of divine legends, the perspective of Celtic heroes is focused on Cú Chulainn, a demigod, and the stories described are all about demigods and humans. This also leads most people to believe that Cú Chulainn's teacher, Scáthach, is a mortal or demigod rather than a true god.
This is understandable, since Scáthach appears about as many times as Bodhi Patriarch in Celtic Heroes, and there is no direct description of her combat power, so it is hard for people to imagine that this queen of the Land of Shadows is actually a god.
However, now, if anyone tells Tang Zijun that Scáthach is not a god, he will definitely drag that person over to take the blame on the spot—you can see for yourself whether that's true or not.
"Not enough!" Scáthach's face twisted in a maniacal grin, her eyes gleaming with a chilling red light. "If that's all you've got, then just obediently get pierced!"
As Scáthach's sinister laughter rang out, the pupils on the surface of the spear suddenly burst forth with streaks of crimson light, even causing the surrounding space to distort violently.
"die!!"
Countless streaks of light tore through space, leaving cracks in their wake. In the blink of an eye, they enveloped Tang Zijun, revealing a dark space beyond the dimension.
Looking at the dazzling red light hurtling towards him, Tang Zijun's face darkened. He knew that the other side was about to get serious.
However, Tang Zijun was not panicked. With her twin swords wielded, the two swords moved like the hands of a clock and a minute hand, and the shattered fragments of space around her seemed to be summoned by some force, quickly swirling around her.
Space fragments are still fragments.
A reflection in space, that is also a reflection!
Fragments of afterimages tumbled up and down, each piece of debris meeting the lightning-fast streak of light that rushed towards them.
Without any warning, each streak of light precisely fell into the reflection of the spatial fragments, as if it had sunk into some kind of abyss.
Tang Zijun's face beneath the mask flushed crimson, and the spatial fragments under his control began to tremble slightly, seemingly unable to suppress the energy and on the verge of collapse.
Suppressing the oppressive force surging through her body, Tang Zijun abruptly brought her two swords together.
At the same time, the spatial fragments containing terrifying energy, which drifted all over the sky like red snowflakes, also swirled and gathered in front of Tang Zijun. All the light in the eyes was gathered at this moment, and then burst out with a bang just as it was about to collapse!
Fragments of space trembled violently, emitting a crisp sound like glass colliding, and amidst the scarlet light, a thick beam of annihilation shot towards Scáthach on the opposite side!
Scáthach only had time to parry with her spear before her massive body was enveloped in crimson.
The terrifying destructive power even forced it back thousands of meters. The bottomless black lake, filled with black viscous matter, was also instantly split apart by the powerful energy, creating a huge rift.
The annihilation energy lasted only a few seconds. As the energy dissipated, the terrifying storm ripples also stopped abruptly, the thick shadow power dissipated, and the black figure appeared in Tang Zijun's field of vision.
"Not bad, kid."
Scáthach gripped her spear tightly and gave a cold laugh.
Despite enduring the entire attack, Scáthach was completely unharmed, and the black slime covering her body began to swell, radiating an even more powerful force.
Seeing this, Tang Zijun clicked her tongue in amazement.
While the Ultimate Greed Form is very strong, strictly speaking, this form focuses more on defense. Whether it's the inverted authority or the use of reflections, it allows him to easily deflect attacks. However, if he wants to attack...:
With her eyes slightly narrowed, Tang Zijun stared directly at Scáthach, whose fighting spirit was even stronger.
If she were to use her ultimate move directly, even setting aside the question of whether she would have a chance to kill him, given Scáthach's speed and combat skills, she probably wouldn't even be able to touch the hem of his clothes.
The thought struck Tang Zijun, and alarm bells suddenly went off in her mind!
He instinctively turned to block, and the next moment, a terrifying force crashed down, the destructive power instantly blasting him backward, even causing a faint pain in the tiger's mouth holding the sword.
When?!
Before he could think, Scáthach's spear fell again, this time from beneath his feet, directly breaking through Tang Zijun's defenses and grazing his chest all the way to his shoulder.
Crimson energy erupted from Tang Zijun's chest, sending him flying backward and crashing heavily into the black mist.
Touching the spot on her chest where she had been attacked, she realized that although the blow hadn't left a mark on her armor, the damage was real. Looking back, she saw Scáthach's figure becoming slightly illusory in the shadows.
"That's enough, new gods."
Holding a spear, Scáthach moves gracefully with her steps.
"Your trick is interesting, but that's about all you can do."
He walked step by step toward Tang Zijun's location, and with each step he took, his energy increased.
"This is my kingdom. Shadow City will provide me with an inexhaustible source of power. No one can set foot in the world I rule, not even a young god!"
As Scáthach spoke, the entire shadow world began to change dramatically.
Everything visible to the naked eye became an enemy, and an intense sense of crisis surrounded them from all directions. In the darkness, all invisible beings were releasing a terrifying pressure.
Tang Zijun, however, simply leaned on her knight's sword and slowly stood up, a slight smile playing on her lips. "Is that so?"
Upon hearing Tang Zijun's somewhat relaxed tone, a strange look instinctively flashed across Scáthach's fierce face.
I can't figure out what possibility the other side has of turning the tide.
Then he heard Tang Zijun's low sigh.
"I was originally thinking of trying to pull you into the Reverse World through Katie, or even bringing the Reverse World directly to clash with you... but I almost forgot that I'm not fighting alone..."
"What did you say...?"
Scáthach paused for a moment, then suddenly realized something.
Immediately afterwards, the entire Shadow Kingdom floating in the sky above trembled violently, and then a series of sounds like thunderclaps erupted from the floating island.
The floating islands that were originally suspended above the Shadow World now resembled a giant beast with fate by the throat, emitting low, mournful cries and beginning to sway precariously.
The shadows that had cascaded down from the island like tendrils and connected to Scáthach's back began to fade, some even collapsing and breaking apart.
The island's city-states, those once majestic entities that had witnessed the rise and fall of countless civilizations, began to falter in the face of this apocalyptic destruction. The towering buildings, as if their spines had been broken, first developed cracks at the top, then began to tilt, collapsing with a deafening scraping sound.
The walls of the city-state crumbled violently, the solid rocks began to crack, and huge boulders broke off from the edge of the island, crashing down onto the ground below with howling air currents.
Countless fragments of buildings and rocks, like shooting stars falling from the sky, transformed into meteorites and plummeted down at incredible speeds.
They streaked through the black mist, leaving trails of darkness, like wounds torn open in the sky.
In that apocalyptic scene, a roaring steam train hurtled through the air, crashing into all the buildings in its path with unstoppable force.
At the same time, the two beams of light, one blue and one green, resembled blooming flower buds, adding the final force to the continuous collapse and disintegration of the floating island.
The Shadow Clan, who were originally responsible for protecting the Shadow Kingdom, were now blocked on the ground by countless train conductors radiating golden light. Although these golden figures looked like ordinary people, their combat power was by no means weak. At the forefront of them, three terrifying Outer Path Demons seemed to have gone mad, constantly launching attacks on the Shadow Army.
Besides the battlefield below, in the aerial battlefield, the flying, deformed monsters were now running around like headless flies, and some of the shadow monsters even launched attacks on their own kind.
Behind a gigantic three-headed monster composed of a goat, a lion, and a python, a figure in a white tailcoat is holding a viewing card and swaying it slightly.
"No! This is impossible!" Scáthach exclaimed in shock. "They are just mortals, how could they possibly possess the power to harm the divine realm!?"
"How much defense do you expect the divine realm, which was just pulled from the spacetime turbulence into the real world, to retain? Besides..."
"
Tang Zijun's gaze fell on the golden train, and she smiled.
"They're not all just ordinary people..."
The collision of a physical world with the divine realm is no less significant than a collision between two dimensions.
The fall of the Land of Shadows continued, its massive body breaking apart relentlessly, each fragment a final struggle in its life, while Scáthach's aura suddenly weakened.
"No!!"
Scáthach let out a shriek, and her huge body writhed behind her. Then, with a ripping sound, two black bone wings stretched out.
At the same time, his entire body suddenly transformed into a black streak of light, holding a scarlet weapon, and he sped fiercely towards the void.
Curly-eared creature, sitting in the driver's seat of the steam train, was still enjoying its flight.
Immediately afterwards, she suddenly felt a sense of impending death creeping over her, "Waaaaaah—"
She instinctively turned her head and saw a terrifying figure rushing towards her.
Scáthach gripped the spear tightly, the killing intent in her eyes almost materializing.
"Die!!"
"You're the one who'll die!"
Before the words were finished, a soft shout suddenly resounded throughout the heavens and earth.
The next second, in the reflection of the golden train window, a figure draped in crystal suddenly inserted a card into the slot in the belt.
[Offensive Control!!]
The resounding metallic clang echoed back, and space seemed to freeze for a moment. Only the figure clad in crystal armor shone with a devastating white light high in the sky, like a bright, clear moon.
Scáthach's eyes, those black pupils that seemed capable of devouring everything, were now filled with the oncoming white light.
"Break apart—"
Destructive power converged to its peak at the toes.
Tang Zijun's soft shout echoed throughout the entire Shadow World.
[The Mirror of Destruction Shatters!]
Click!
An unprecedented power suddenly descended.
The already unstable space of the Shadow World cracked open with huge fissures, as if it had been torn apart by an invisible hand.
Above the void, the inky black mist surged and rolled wildly. The immense power, like a sharp blade, pierced the core of the shadow world. With the continuous impact of the power, the edges of the shadow world began to peel away.
The fragments shimmered with an eerie light in the darkness, like shattered stars, and shadows fell like snowflakes, dissipating into nothingness.
Amidst this chaos and devastation, the light grew brighter and brighter, gradually dispelling the darkness. The once boundless, dark world was slowly being eroded by the white light.
Like the bright moonlight piercing through layers of darkness and shining upon this broken world—the moon is so round tonight.
[The Turbid Heart - Chapter (End)]