Hate Me, Miss Witch!

The world is silent.

Only the silver-white projectile that fell from the sky was left.

The next moment.

Within the missile body, a tiny detonating mechanism was triggered.

In the main material plane to which the Western Continent belongs, there is magic power, holy relics, and the astral and spiritual worlds.

This is a plane with completely different world laws than the world that Char lived in in his previous life.

But even so.

There are some concepts and ideas, but there are still common principles.

Whether it is the skills of pet beasts, or the authority of mythical creatures, powers and magic, the principle is to "convert the power you control into lethality and fall on the enemy."

And even for super-level skills and high-level skills, their conversion efficiency is extremely low.

Life has so-called limits. Even demigods and even true gods have a fixed threshold for the power they can store.

However, what Xia used at this moment broke the so-called common sense in this extraordinary world.

Follow the foundation of rules created at the beginning of the world.

Convert the "quality" of matter existing in the world into the purest "energy".

This is the composition principle of the star core. It is by following the same principle that the blazing sun can burn forever.

It only takes a magic crystal the size of a fingernail, and the energy it transforms after its mass is completely annihilated is enough to destroy a palace.

At this moment, the structure named "Tsar Bomb" by Char has a mass of more than a thousand times the magic crystal stored inside it.

So, one ten thousandth of an instant later.

In the ocean of magic power condensed into magic power crystals, first a magic factor collapsed silently under the influence of the spell.

Then, Honkai began an unlimited chain.

From one to two, from two to four.

From four to eight, from eight to sixteen...

Loss of restraint, loss of limits.

The chain of collapse swept all the surrounding free magic factors into it, and then reunited to release the mass.

Then, under the influence of alchemical formula.

Transform the collapsed mass into the purest light and heat without reservation.

…

The sound disappeared.

Following the sound into nothingness is the color.

The rushing light stirred up countless whirlpools, engulfing the ferocious red moon above the sky and the entire holy city of Camelot below.

In the roaring torrent of light, the palace built of metal and rock melted and disintegrated in an instant, converging into a flowing river of lava.

Whether it was buildings or those historical phantoms that lingered in the fantasy zone like dead souls forever and ever, they were all annihilated under the scorching impact.

Even the three believers who had been transformed into the Vermilion Moon and the Knights of the Round Table who had become vampires were annihilated in the dazzling starlight in an instant.

As legendary knights, they also received the divine protection of Zhu Yue, so their physical strength should not be so unbearable.

But for some reason, as a legendary vampire, the body that should have infinite self-healing melted like ice and snow when faced with the brilliance of the nuclear explosion, and could not resist it for even a moment.

And above the molten earth.

All that was left was the strange blood moon hanging alone in the sky.

At the same time, it was also the center of the nuclear explosion. The surrounding molten metal and rivers of ashes were just the products of the impact.

Buzz buzz——

Not in reality, because at this moment in the main material plane, the extreme high temperature has already distorted the air as the sound transmission medium.

Ancient, like the sound of bronze, like the sound of black iron fighting, sounded in the image of the red moon deep in the star realm.

That was Zhu Yue's roar.

He felt that the Holy City of Camelot, his own kingdom of God, was constantly collapsing under the scorching impact.

With the accumulation of two epochs, the divine body and divine kingdom that had finally recovered a little were now passing by at an extremely alarming speed, and nearly ten thousand years of hard work were destroyed in an instant.

Not only the holy city of Camelot but also his divine kingdom.

In the past, his half-broken divine body was hidden in the deepest part of the star world, and even other true gods could not find it.

But at this moment, in order to repair the divine body as quickly as possible and rebuild the divine kingdom that was destroyed at the end of the first era, Zhu Yue chose the most adventurous way and directly descended on the Lord with his half-broken divine body. In the material plane.

As a result, every divine factor that made up the divine body of the Vermilion Moon was exposed to the scorching impact.

Then, at a not very fast, but unstoppable speed, the divine power factors that formed the divine body were annihilated and worn away bit by bit.

Buzz buzz.

Above the star realm, for the first time, the berserk spirit of the Vermilion Moon showed an unbelievable look of shock.

Mysteries yield to older, deeper mysteries.

This is an axiom held by the realm of mythical creatures.

He is an ancient god who was born in the abyss as early as the First Age. He is an ancient existence that has truly experienced the divine war at the intersection of the First Age and the Second Age.

"Primordial Moon", "Vermilion Moon"...

This ancient deity has gone by many names.

Therefore, His divine body is also surrounded by the highest level of mystery.

Under normal circumstances, it is just a stack of power and power. If it does not involve the same level of mystery, it should be absolutely impossible to hurt Him.

But at this moment.

From the impact of the explosion, he clearly felt that it was not inferior to himself...

No, it does not mean that he is not inferior to himself.

It is a mystery that is far higher and deeper than myself.

Just like the god whose name was the Eternal Blazing Sun, whom he had a glimpse of when he first sprouted.

Although the size is far from comparable to that of the supreme god, the principles of its composition are very similar, as if they come from the same origin.

The brilliance of the moon shines brightly, and it is the brightest star in the dark night.

However, in front of the brilliance of the sun, no matter how bright the bright moon is, it is nothing more than a firefly.

boom--

The twisted and strange blood moon dimmed in an instant.

But in an instant, it was repaired by the forcibly mobilized divine power.

Just like his dependent vampires, immortality is the specialty of the Crimson Moon. Even among all the true gods that have ever existed in the world, it is also an absolute strength.

The majestic divine power gathered from the star realm, barely raising the light of the red moon again, protecting the core realm of Camelot.

Then, a thousandth of an instant later, the bloody moonlight shattered and opened again.

In just a few breaths, the cycle of destruction and aggregation went back and forth dozens of times.

Although I don’t know what method the guy who seems to have some connection with Ogutina achieved such destructive power.

But this kind of energy release that threatens mythical creatures can never continue indefinitely...

As long as you have a moment of rest, you can use your own secret power to get rid of the lock.

Then, give up the main material plane, give up everything in the fantasy zone, and also give up everything about the Kingdom of God and the dependent family.

Only the core divinity, authority and self-awareness are retained, and they escape to the star world.

Then, dormant...

Yeah, not thinking about things like revenge.

Zhu Yue has been able to survive from the First Age to this day, but many gods of the same age as him have ceased to exist, either waiting for resurrection deep in the star realm, or even their divine thrones have been usurped, but Zhu Yue still exists.

It is precisely because He is cautious enough, or rather stubborn enough.

However, such thoughts only just emerged from the mind of this ancient abyss god.

The next moment.

He saw golden points of light.

The cold and sweet voice also sounded in his ears in the star realm.

"It's been such a long time, Zhu Yue."

"I didn't expect that I could see acquaintances from the First Age here."

"I didn't expect that the coward who chose to run away like a bastard during the final battle would actually act like a superior god now..."

It was obviously just calm words, like meeting an old friend by chance and stopping to chat casually.

However, it caused the movement of the Vermilion Moon Divine Sense to freeze into ice in an instant.

The depths of Zhu Yue’s divine thoughts.

The memories that had been covered in dust for several epochs and were thought to have been forgotten long ago.

Again revived and then sprouted.

That was a story from I don’t know how long ago.

With the change of eras, the history of the First Era has long been annihilated in the deepest part of the fog, making it difficult for even the throne and the reborn true god to peek into.

Even those relatively ancient mythical creatures that know some secrets only know a little bit about Zhu Yue's past in the First Age.

Knowing that He was an ancient god born from the abyss, he had experienced the divine war at the end of the First Age, and survived at the cost of being almost beaten to pieces.

I don’t know how many true gods were completely destroyed in that battle, let alone how many divine thrones were replaced, so Zhu Yue was able to survive that battle of gods, even if he became disabled, this qualification itself has made him Different from other ordinary gods.

However, only Zhu Yue himself knew.

He was able to survive the end of the First Age... not because He was more powerful than the ancient gods who died in battle, nor because His own authority was so good at clinging to life, nor because His immortality was so exaggerated.

The only reason why I can survive is just one——

That is, He was cowardly.

After being destroyed by one blow, the Kingdom of God and most of the divine thrones were destroyed, and he directly chose to escape to the star world...

Although he had experienced the divine battle at the end of the era, his participation rate was probably as high as throwing a shuriken from eight hundred miles away and then running away immediately.

"Are you... the golden elf from the Black Tower?"

A violent ringing sound like a trembling bronze vessel sounded: "No, it's impossible!"

"Wasn't your body banished to the end of the dimensional void at the end of the first era, and you can never return..."

In the star realm, the brilliance of the red moon shines brightly, and it probes towards the deep starry sky around it, but no trace of it is captured.

"There's no need to mention this kind of thing to me again."

The elegant and cold voice sounded again.

"Although my body is indeed still trapped at the end of the dimension."

"However, this is the star realm, even if we need to cross thousands of world walls and gaps in dimensions..."

"But here."

"I still have the power of one finger."

The brilliance of the crimson moon burst forth.

Even if you know that this is not the other person's true body.

It was just a voice that spanned thousands of dimensions and came from the end of the multiverse.

However, when he confirmed the owner of this voice.

The memory that had been dusted for a long time but was revived in an instant made Zhu Yue no longer have even the slightest thought of resistance.

The cowardly feeling that he thought he had long forgotten once again occupied all his spiritual thoughts, causing the strange blood moon to shine and quickly escape from the locked star coordinates.

But, the next moment.

A plain white finger appeared silently in the vast and deep starry sky.

Compared to the background of the entire cosmic star abyss, this slender finger is so insignificant, but at this moment, it dims the brilliance of the vast star sea.

The world stood still.

Whether it's the twinkling of stars or the movement of stars...

Even the ripples of Zhu Yue's spiritual thoughts turning around were all calmed down.

In the stagnant world, only the plain white finger remains enlarging.

"After so many layers of weakening of the secondary planes and secondary dimensions... with just one finger, I'm afraid I won't be able to annihilate the divinity together with the godhead. Sooner or later, I will still return from the star realm."

There was suddenly a little trouble in that cold voice.

"In that case, let's leave it to the little guy."

"After all, he was the one who got the residual blood himself. It would be bad if we robbed his head..."

In the solidified star world, only the cold self-talk remained.

"Although I don't know why I accepted a disciple after a thousand years."

"However, since I can be accepted as a closed disciple by my future self, and still have that feeling... I guess that is the only reason."

"hope--"

For some reason, there was suddenly a slight wavering in the voice that was cold and elegant from beginning to end.

"That's not just wishful thinking on my part."

The next moment.

The plain white fingers pointed out gently.

There was no rampage of magic power, no burst of energy, and no huge momentum.

After clicking it, the plain white fingers disappeared.

It's as if it has never appeared in this world.

And time in the star realm also started flowing again.

"Golden Elf...Black Tower..."

"She said she only has the power of one finger?"

Vermilion Moon's spiritual thoughts also resumed operation, and the previously fixed train of thought was reconnected.

But then.

The ups and downs and ripples of the spiritual thoughts were frozen forever.

It was frozen in place, the last thing that emerged from the divine thoughts.

A term that made Zhu Yue and the gods of the First Epoch tremble.

"One Finger of Divine Destruction"

As a result, the star coordinates here were annihilated.

…

The main material plane, the holy city of Camelot.

No, to be more precise, this was once named "Camelot".

But at this moment, it has turned into the ruins of a burning river of lava.

The soft night slowly faded, revealing Xia's figure in a black robe with red clouds.

He tilted his ears slightly, listening to the information transmitted from the star realm.

After a long time, Xia Ya just applauded: "Teacher is worthy of being a teacher. Sure enough, you are as reliable as ever, whether you were a thousand years ago or a thousand years later."

"The barriers between the star realm and other secondary dimensions are weak, so I can only take action within a certain limit... things in the main material plane are different."

"In my opinion, the king of the fantasy zone is not comparable to a coward like Zhu Yue."

Indifferent messages were passed down from the astral realm.

"It's okay. The young Shi-chan, who is a thousand years younger, was able to knock Zhu Yue out of the star realm. It was beyond my expectations. I originally thought you were still lying in a crack in some dimension at this time."

"As for everything that follows, there is no need for the teacher to worry about it. It is something that only belongs to me."

"Lie down, young teacher-chan..."

The cold voice from above the star realm paused.

Xia Ya felt the eyes of a distant person descending from the star world, took a deep look at herself, and then slowly walked away.

call--

Realizing that the line of sight above the star realm had disappeared, Xia Ya let out a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, whether it was a thousand years ago or a thousand years later.

Teasing one's own teacher is both thrilling and thrilling.

The dark shadows weaved into shadows around him, transforming into a girl haunted by the pale night.

Although the appearance of the deep silence was still the same as before, Char could notice that the curtains and shadows of the eternal night surrounding Augustina were much darker.

In order to hold back Isadella, who was holding the holy sword and standing between the thrones. She had the double bonus of "King of the Dream Zone" and the local domain. She also used the secret power of Eternal Night to protect Xia Yashan and avoid it once. It is impossible for Ogutina not to pay the price for a nuclear explosion.

"The power stored in the "Hourglass of Time" is almost exhausted, and the fall of Zhu Yue also caused a brief loss of control of my own divinity. "

"If I don't want to lose control and go berserk and draw a knife on you, I have no choice but to return to the Thousand-Year City and sleep forever."

Ogutina spoke softly, and the dark shadow slowly faded, revealing a pair of red-gold, but somewhat dark, beautiful eyes.

She did not hide her weak state in front of Xia Ya, who was on the verge of running out of gas.

"Well, let's go get some sleep."

"Excuse me, Ogutina, I will take care of your business more when I go back."

Watching the night gradually disappearing and heading towards the distant sky.

Xia Ya's low whispers disappeared in the evening wind, and no one could hear her.

"If...I can still go back."

But soon, he withdrew his gaze.

Then he raised his head and looked at the still red moon in the distant sky.

Click——

It was the sound of something breaking.

A small crack suddenly appeared on the strange and twisted vermilion moon.

At first, the crack was so slight that it could not be noticed without paying attention.

But after a few breaths, the crack quickly expanded and soon covered the entire Yue Pan's body.

Then, snap—

The vermilion moon, which symbolized the body of the true god, shattered into pieces and turned into countless light spots with a strange luster.

Then, the twisted blood-colored light spots slowly condensed and took shape.

Eventually it condensed into a crystal clear star cup with a red luster, like a chess piece.

It was the cup of stars that gathered all the divinity and authority of the true god of the abyss.

In the reverberation of the history of the ancient Cangting Kingdom, Xia Ya also once obtained a Star Cup from the Ancient God of Twilight.

However, the star cup of Ancient God Dusk originated from Dusk's half-body that was sealed underground in the Grand Duke's family mansion, and was incomplete.

But this time, what Char obtained was a complete Star Cup.

It can also be called the ticket to the throne of God.

The moment he held the Star Cup, countless crazy murmurs suddenly sounded in Xia's ears and in his spiritual ocean.

In an instant, he had the urge to praise the moon.

It is different from the divinity of the Ancient God of Dusk, which has been sealed for hundreds of years and has become inactive.

This time, the "Crimson Moon" is a star cup that has just been condensed. It still contains the remaining will of the ancient god of the abyss, and its seductive and depraved ravings are far more powerful than any evil god or pollutant that Char has come into contact with before. Countless times.

"Do you really want to trick me into your new body?"

Xia Ya looked at the star cup that exuded a strange blood-colored luster and couldn't help but smile.

"In that case."

"Then, as you wish -"

"As long as you are not afraid."

He grasped the bloody star cup.

Then, without any hesitation.

He pressed the bloody divine crystal straight into his left chest.

boom--

The light shines brightly.

However, that is not the glory of Zhu Yue.

Rather, it is the flame burning in the heart of the magic furnace.

In Xia Ya's eyes, the runes of the alchemy matrix were slowly rotating.

The dark, ink-like immortal metal spilled out, and then was constrained and mixed into a matrix, turning into pieces of metal parts.

And at this moment, at some point, a magic furnace heart shining like the sun appeared on Xia's chest.

The blood-colored star cup of Zhu Yue sank into the heart of the furnace, and the original enchanting light was suddenly swallowed up by the hot white light.

Then, without any resistance, he was swallowed up by the heart of the magic furnace.

Sonorous.

Sonorous.

The dark river of immortal metal enveloped Char.

Then, piece after piece of metal components were refined, assembled, and spliced ​​around Char.

The sound of countless metal parts colliding was heard.

Just a few moments later.

Char's whole body was replaced by a huge jet black metal structure.

The originally incandescent heart of the magic furnace was infected by Zhu Yue's star cup, and the flames released by the burning were dyed with a coquettish blood red and soared into the sky.

This is the new transformed Black Knight.

Although the method of using the star cup as fuel is destined to be unsustainable and can only be used as a one-time consumable.

But, at least in the meantime, the Black Knights are no longer just barely able to hold their own against the Legends.

Instead, it has transcended the level of ordinary legends and established itself in a realm that mechanics have never reached before.

In this way, Char controlled the black and red mecha and slowly raised his head.

Then, he set his sights on the highest point between the thrones.

On top of that slim figure with silver hair and a holy sword in hand.

Under the sky, above the earth.

There is no man, no god, no audience, not even the ruins of Camelot, which are independent of the long river of history.

The two looked at each other across the distant sky.

"So, King."

Xia Ya smiled, and those soft words floated throughout the whole world.

"Since no one can correct your mistakes."

"So--"

"Let me teach you this last lesson."