Chapter 740: Chapter 314: Ascension, Shattering the Divine Format!

A single slash breaks, flying horizontally downward.

Blop~

In front of everyone, the divine spirit’s limbs crash directly onto the ground, raising a large cloud of dust.

The evil god who had survived for millions of years, even after the Demon Prince Dimogogen extracted its heart, has now completely fallen.

Countless gods have died in the Abyss.

But such a disgraceful posture is extremely rare.

The key is—at this moment, the situation is vastly different... Divine abomination is freed, fate lines shattered, a foreseeable chaos is about to unfold.

And at this moment, the fall of the Tyrant Monarch undoubtedly symbolizes something.

It seems to be the prelude to this tumultuous series of events.

At the same time, the two-segmented Tyrant Monarch body suddenly emits a unique energy.

Surging wildly, slowly coalescing in the sky into a crystal ball exuding an extremely terrifying aura.

Even gazing across planes, one can sense the starburst-like energy within that crystal ball.

It is the vessel of the Authority of Tyranny, the ultimate embodiment of authority’s power... Divine Format!

The Tyrant Divine Format!

Countless divine spirits breathe heavily, their gaze fixed intensely on this scene.

If they could gain control of an additional authority, their power would immediately ascend.

How enviable and fortunate!

This Divine Format is enough for that warrior to ascend to godhood in one step!

What a temptation!

If not for the Goddess of Misfortune, this plane would surely witness the arrival of at least thirty Abyss Dukes to seize it!

But now, just as that dazzling warrior gently raises the war saber in their hand.

In the stunned gaze of all... slashes down.

The blade’s glint flashes across the Abyss.

Reflected in countless eyes.

Directly slicing through the Tyrant Divine Format.

Click~

A crisp sound echoes, the Divine Format shatters amidst countless shocked evil gods.

Turning into tiny fragments.

Then, the opponent slowly raises the war saber again.

"With your blood, I forge my blade!"

In the next moment, swish~ those shattered divine fragments seem magnetically attracted, flying backward to strike the saber.

The fresh blood from the Tyrant Monarch’s corpse below also flows conspicuously, pouring into the saber.

Upon contact with the blood, the divine fragments melt like ice and directly embed into the saber.

Once all fragments are embedded, the Tyrant Monarch’s corpse weathers as if aged for centuries, crumbling into residue.

An unspeakable energy surges on the saber.

Containing endless tyrannical might.

Gazing closely, the blade appears speckled with glimmering points, like stars flowing within, making the heart tremble.

Breaking a Divine Format to forge a saber?

The hidden Abyss Dukes and evil gods all feel an indescribable shock.

Where does this prodigal come from? Damn it, it’s a Divine Format, Divine Format!!

You already control the Authority of Tyranny, further acquiring the Divine Format could instantly make you a divine spirit, eternal and immortal!

Yet you use such a treasure, something countless desire but can hardly touch in a lifetime, to forge a saber?

Even if your saber becomes a Divine Artifact, what does that count for?!

Without a divine spirit’s power, this is utterly wasted, and may even attract more scrutiny.

Foolish, idiotic!

Countless curses spoken forcefully enough to drown the Abyss.

Lear too didn’t expect Kalanis to take such actions.

But this determined warrior would never act recklessly; she has her own considerations.

After completing all this, Kalanis slowly descends from the sky, her armor’s sunlight-like brilliance dims and converges as she approaches Lear.

Finally standing before him, the armor covering her face flows like water, revealing a clear and captivating visage.

The sharpness in her gaze gradually fades, becoming as gentle as water.

"Master, I’ve succeeded..."

I haven’t let you down!

Reflecting on these past few months, an endless warmth rises on her face.

From being saved from demons initially, then bestowed with authority, and continually nurtured... the resources invested, even she finds it incredible now.

Even the closest relationships find it hard to reach this extent.

Especially when they weren’t acquainted at first.

The master’s sacrifices for her make her heart tremble.

But now, she can finally repay him, she will show him that he didn’t choose wrong!

With such thoughts, the saber slowly plants into the ground, she kneels with one knee against the ground, her right hand over her chest, head bowed.

"Master, Kalanis’s war saber will forever swing for you."

The Abyss Duke’s gaze now collectively shifts onto Lear.

Is this allegiance?!

Who is this one who emerged from nowhere...

And gaining an Ancient God’s blessing, willing to forgo divine fragments, yet willing to pledge allegiance to someone?

Furthermore, they arrived in the Abyss alongside the Goddess of Misfortune... and stand side-by-side?!

For a moment, everyone feels that the human before them is cloaked in an aura of mystery.

Lear can now clearly sense the myriad eyes watching him from behind.

The Swamp Power flows, obscuring his form, isolating everything.

Disregarding the external spying, his voice carries a tone of satisfaction.

"Kalanis, what I’ve given you was always external, your own effort is the key..."

"And now it’s just the beginning."

"There are numerous high mountains waiting for you to ascend."

"Weilu City still needs your protection." 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

Kalanis lifts her head, greeted by that warm gaze, she smiles radiantly.

"Master, I won’t disappoint you."

Never, ever!

Lear smiles contentedly, after letting her rise, he curiously inquires.