SEC Chapter 197: The Final Gift!
Chapter 197: The Final Gift!
High in the sky, the golden rain of swords slowly disappeared completely.
Chen Ye hung high in the sky, his golden flames alternating between light and shadow in a steady rhythm.
His gaze remained indifferent.
It landed on that completely plowed-out land.
There, the ripples left by the space that Im himself forcibly descended at any cost and tore open to save people have not yet been smoothed out, and an ugly scar indicates the miserable escape that happened not long ago.
The entire battlefield was deserted.
All that remains is scorched earth, molten lava, and some corpses abandoned by Im who never left!
Chen Ye looked at the mess and a faint smile appeared on his lips.
He let out a contemptuous sneer.
A sneer rang out.
"run?"
He muttered to himself, his tone undisguisedly mocking.
"Can they escape?"
Before he finished speaking, he raised his head.
The golden eyes behind the mask disregarded physical distance.
The gaze pierces through the clouds, breaks through the atmosphere, and crosses the boundless blue sea.
Ultimately, a precise coordinate pinpointed the highest peak of the Red Earth continent.
The Holy Land, Mary Geoise.
Pangu City.
Which empty throne stands atop the world, overlooking all living beings for eight hundred years?
Chen Ye withdrew his posture of judging all living beings.
The power of the sun god, which permeated the heavens and earth and was enough to subdue all things, was withdrawn into his body like the receding tide.
The oppressive feeling throughout the entire God's Domain suddenly eased.
What follows is an even more unsettling, restrained energy.
He raised his right hand, palm up.
A new sun gathers in his palm.
This sun's energy is completely different from the energy of the previous sword rain.
It started as just a glimmer of golden light, then rapidly expanded!
The light was so intense that it even overshadowed the real sun in the sky.
This ball of light, containing terrifying energy, did not expand. Under Chen Ye's absolute will, it began to shrink and compress to the extreme.
The light collapsed inward.
The energy was compressed wildly.
The surrounding light was captured, distorted, and swallowed by this force.
Under this extreme energy density, the space itself emitted a mournful cry before shattering, showing a visible depression.
In the end, the sun, powerful enough to evaporate an island, transformed into a fist-sized, pure golden sphere of light.
It hovered in Chen Ye's palm, radiating terrifying power, a pure aura of destruction capable of annihilating everything emanating from it.
Chen Ye swung his arm back.
The magnificent golden armor on his body was taut in every line, outlining a powerful silhouette.
He made a standard throwing motion.
Simple and efficient!
The next instant, he suddenly threw the golden ball of light in his hand.
There is no sound.
There was no shrieking sound tearing through the air, no roaring explosion of energy.
The golden orb slipped from his hand.
The space in front of them tore apart with a resounding crash.
A dark, irregular crack was brutally torn open.
The ball of light plunged into it and disappeared without a trace.
It was as if it had never existed.
It neither flew into the sky nor fell to the ground, but instead broke into another dimension of space, heading towards its destination thousands of miles away along the coordinates locked by will.
After doing all this, Chen Ye felt as if he had accomplished a small task.
Then, in a cold and mocking tone, Chen Ye spoke softly to the empty sky:
"Im, oh Im, this is my... parting gift to you."
"You'd better catch it!"
He didn't linger after saying that.
A sudden flash of golden light enveloped him, and he transformed into a streak of golden light, tearing through the sky as he chased after the direction in which Rocks and Roger's pirate crew had retreated.
The speed is so fast that it cannot be detected by the naked eye.
It left only a long, lingering golden streak on the horizon.
As Chen Ye departed, the sacred pressure that had suppressed the entire world, seemingly freezing even space itself, vanished without a trace.
Having lost this last shackle, the island of God Valley finally let out a groan of unbearable burden.
This mournful cry is a lament for the entire island, a deafening roar of tectonic plates breaking apart.
Rumble!
At the heart of the island, at the bottom of the abyss carved out by the rain of swords, the pent-up fury of the earth's core, accumulated over thousands of years, found its outlet.
The scorching lava was a blood-red fountain, shooting into the sky hundreds of meters high.
The seawater, boiled by terrifying energy, surged back in frantically.
They surged into that purgatory made of magma.
The ultimate clash of ice and fire unfolds at this moment.
"Sizzle!"
The explosions were deafening, like thousands of shells detonating simultaneously.
Endless white steam shot into the sky, forming a mushroom cloud more spectacular than a nuclear explosion, turning the entire sky gray and white.
This is just the beginning.
A massive rift, centered on the abyss, spread wildly in all directions outwards from the island.
Click! Click, click!
The earth was collapsing violently, and spiderweb-like cracks spread across the entire island within seconds.
The island's tectonic structure had already been completely destroyed in the previous battle that exceeded all expectations.
At this moment, it finally met its destiny.
Large chunks of land began to break off and peel away, revealing the wreckage of a giant ship about to sink.
Dozens of nautical miles away.
The Rocks Pirates' giant ship and Roger's Orjaxson are sailing through the waves.
Everyone on the ship, whether a top expert like Rocks Roger or an ordinary crew member, clearly felt the violent tremors coming from the sea beneath their feet.
It wasn't an ordinary storm, but a heart-stopping tremor originating from deep within the earth's crust.
Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned to look.
They witnessed a sight they would never forget.
The distant horizon was completely divided by two colors.
Below, the dark red glow of the erupting lava is reflected in the firelight.
Above, pure white steam rises from the evaporation of seawater, obscuring the sky.
Firelight and steam mingled and churned, transforming the site of the Valley of the Gods into a chaotic, apocalyptic wasteland.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, the legendary island that witnessed the earth-shattering battle, the stage that saw the world's king flee in disarray, began its final curtain call.
With a heavy roar from the ends of the earth, the last piece of land in the Valley of the Gods slid completely into the darkness of the deep sea.
On the sea surface, a huge whirlpool with a diameter of several thousand meters formed wildly, swallowing everything around it.
A huge bubble emerged from the very center of the vortex.
It rose, expanded, and finally exploded quietly on the sea surface with a "pop".
It was as if this was the island's last breath.
From then on, it became the Valley of the Gods.
This name, along with all the sinful ambitions and legends it carried, has been completely erased from the map of the world.