Chapter 737: Chapter 313: Blessed by the Ancient God, Battling into the Divine Kingdom

The Tyrant Monarch, situated in his own Divine Kingdom, looked through the black water curtain toward the darkness in the void that devoured all light. A desire for destructive Brutality rose in his heart.

If they don’t want him to live, then no one shall!

The Goddess of Misfortune, is it?

Before I die, I’ll drag you down with me!

No matter how strong you are, can you possibly be stronger than the Ancient God?!

The Tyrant Monarch had completely gone mad.

Though he was reluctant to provoke such an entity, who could blame him when the others had pushed him into a corner!!

And they brought that damned human female Warrior with them!!

Damned it all!!

At that moment, an indescribable terrifying aura emanated from the void, erupting like a meteor, sending chills down the spine.

It felt as if an ancient beast of the Chaotic Void from endless ages ago had traversed time to arrive.

In that moment, everything around was annihilated, the void directly turned into chaos.

Then, within the endless darkness, a golden light suddenly bloomed silently.

Like a sun suddenly rising in an endless night.

The whole world fell silent, each breath heavy as a drum.

Focusing on it.

In the firmament, a blurry orb of light slowly appeared.

Spanning heaven and earth, all beings were awe-struck.

"Great Ancient God!!"

The voice of the Tyrant Monarch resonated, entwined with excitement and fear.

"The Divine Spirit wielding Misfortune is here, take her to the deepest Abyss!"

"Great and undying entity, the Authority she wields should rightfully become your offering!"

If he could obliterate the Goddess of Misfortune or deal her a severe blow, he might survive today!

Though that human female Warrior was formidable, without protection, she couldn’t even approach the gates of the Divine Kingdom!

At that moment, the orb of light, which silenced the world, slowly descended.

At that peak of omnipotent pressure, everything around was obliterated, seemingly nothing could survive in its presence.

It’s coming, it’s coming!!

The Tyrant Monarch’s emotions reached their pinnacle, summoning the Ancient God, a method bestowed by the Master of Dark Crows.

That damned old crow was unwilling to enter the Abyss, only passing this method to him.

He knew, wasn’t it just for him to test the power of the Ancient God?!

And the aftermath was enormous; the Ancient God might swallow him in one gulp.

But now, he couldn’t even protect his Authority, what else could he care about?!

"The true form of the Goddess of Misfortune is within the Chaotic Void, I know the location of her Divine Kingdom!"

"Great eternal existence, please reclaim the power that once belonged to you!"

"I have already marked the coordinates of the Realm of Misfortune in my soul for you!"

The frenzied voice of the Tyrant Monarch at this moment pierced the ear.

When that light orb approached the phantom of the Goddess of Misfortune, it... bypassed her, descending before the human female Warrior the Tyrant Monarch least wished to confront.

The Tyrant Monarch was stunned, his heart suddenly filled with a bad premonition — was the Ancient God interested in the Authority of Tyranny?!

But he quickly suppressed the thought.

Even if the Ancient God devoured 40% of the Authority, it was better than getting nothing at all!

He had been crushed to despair by the indomitable will of that human female Warrior.

Previously, while she devoured his heart, he ambushed with full might, attempting to reclaim his Authority once and for all in a decisive strike.

Yet even so, he was still suppressed.

Without any suspense, she subdued him with sheer will alone.

At one point, his Authority was even about to be stripped away, leaving him, though he forcibly reclaimed it using his trump card.

But the terror of losing power remained deeply embedded in his heart.

It must not happen again!!

In profound anticipation, he watched as the human female Warrior slowly raised her hand, then extended it into the light orb.

Her eyes carried that unwavering, unshakable conviction he most feared and despised.

The Tyrant Monarch was dumbfounded, barely reacting before witnessing the terrifying energy emitting from the light orb suddenly melt like snow.

It directly enveloped her body, gradually forming into a set of snug Golden Armor.

The overwhelming aura began to retract, and the darkness of the sky gradually dispersed, returning to its original hues.

Everything seemed to suddenly vanish as if it never existed.

At this moment, only the figure clad in Full Body Golden Armor, standing in the void, remained in the sky.

The War Saber in her hand was at this moment adorned with golden patterns, appearing fierce and powerful, compressing the surrounding void into vanishing collapse.

The Tyrant Monarch stood completely frozen.

That ancient entity, suppressed for countless years at the deepest level of the Abyss, a being even the Creator God couldn’t kill, did not act against the Goddess of Misfortune?

Not only that, but why reward that human female Warrior, that thief, that robber, with Armor that even he found unsettling?

Why?

On what grounds?!

His heart was entirely drowned by incomprehension, anger, utter frustration, and resentment, the intense anticipation dissipating into nothingness, heading opposite to his expectations.

The massive disparity drove him nearly to madness.

No, absolutely not!!

"You all deserve to die!!"

"All deserve to die!!"

Terrifying Energy surged forth from the Gate of White Bones.

The next moment, brutal demons exuding Demigod auras charged forth unhesitatingly.

Directly launching at Kalanis.

Their demeanor was fierce and savage.

The next moment, this Warrior newly blessed by the Ancient God slowly gripped her War Saber.

Golden Energy, more radiant than the stars, emanated from her, piercing through the void and land.