[The battle has continued until now. The bodies of the two Great Prophets are covered all over with rotten sores. Already on the verge of losing themselves, they are deaf to your warning and only keep mechanically releasing spells at the Servant of Knowledge according to the inertia of consciousness.]

[They are about to be completely eroded by Disorder. They are about to degenerate into Disorder monsters!]

[A chill suddenly runs down your spine. The scale of victory that had only just tilted toward you, the advantage in battle that had only just been established, is instantly overturned in full.]

[Once the two Great Prophets lose their minds and go mad, the outcome will be unthinkable!]

[Ignoring the attack of the Servant of Knowledge, you let out a heaven-shaking roar powerful enough to rupture eardrums!]

[At such close range, the dragon roar that shakes the heart finally makes the two Great Prophets recover a bit of clarity.]

[The Multivision Great Prophet places a hand on your back, and His weary voice echoes in your mind…]

[True God’s Envoy, thank you very much for joining the schools and fighting shoulder to shoulder with them for the persistence of the world.]

[But the advance of Disorder’s erosion can no longer be stopped. He and the Direct Vision Great Prophet are about to sink into corruption.]

[They will use their last clarity to burn all their life force and unleash the strongest strike of their entire lives.]

[This chance exists only once. Whether it succeeds or fails, they will cease to exist.]

[If this strike can eliminate the Servant of Knowledge, then their sacrifice will exchange itself for the persistence of the world. If they cannot kill the Servant of Knowledge… then Envoy, take Grand Scholar Rona and flee.]

[Having said this, the two Great Prophets exchange a glance, and immense, surging spell power gathers toward their bodies.]

[This power is so terrifying and astonishing that merely gathering and building it up makes the land tremble and shake…]

[You feel as if mountains are resting upon your back. You need to flap your wings with all your might just to keep the two Great Prophets aloft.]

[As the terrifying power gathers, the skin exposed beneath their robes visibly grows old, loose, and covered in wrinkles. They are using the source power of their life as firewood to ignite a sliver of saving light that can illuminate endless darkness.]

[Their flesh can no longer bear such powerful force and is gradually disintegrating and vanishing. They can no longer see, can no longer hear, yet by relying on astonishing will, they swear to complete this final strike that burns out their lives.]

[Seeing this, the Servant of Knowledge’s expression changes drastically. He can clearly sense the all-out strike of the two Great Prophets. The terrifying power contained within this strike is something no one can endure, himself included.]

[The figure of the Servant of Knowledge repeatedly shifts and flashes, leaving behind one afterimage after another. Even when he is dodging with all his might, it would not necessarily be possible for the two Great Prophets to lock onto him while they are still lucid, let alone now, when the flesh of the Great Prophets is gradually disintegrating and all bodily senses have been lost.]

[You know that you absolutely must make the Great Prophets’ final strike hit the Servant of Knowledge. This is not only because you do not want to betray their sacrifice, but also because this is the one and only chance for Salvation!]

[What you carry is not merely the final strike of the Great Prophets burning away their lives. What you carry is the hope of countless living beings in this world!]

[You raise your head and roar to the heavens!]

[In an instant, golden lightning sweeps across your body. Every one of your dragon scales shines with golden brilliance, and your body is wrapped in flickering, wandering golden lightning!]

[Your golden pupils are filled with boundless majesty, your gaze locking onto that shifting, flashing figure…]

[The heavens and earth fall into soundless darkness…]

[A point of golden light shines from the center of the sky, erupting into surging, raging thunder as divine punishment descends from the heavens!]

[Several golden thunderbolts connect heaven and earth, forming Silent Thunder Prison, firmly imprisoning that old figure who is constantly dodging in place.]

[The Servant of Knowledge panics and tries to break through the prison of thunder, but is bound by the violent, surging thunder power and cannot break free in a short time. He can only watch helplessly as the two Great Prophets gather their power to its finale…]

[You let out another heaven-shaking roar!]

[In the blink of an eye, pure white dragon scales cover your body, and unknown dense characters flicker around your form.]

[In the body of the Pale Ancient Dragon, your dragon eyes lock onto the Servant of Knowledge without shifting away for even a moment. Only by maintaining the Sage form and continuing to perceive the enemy’s ever-changing weaknesses and flaws with Wondrous Method of Shattering Folly can the final spell of the two Great Prophets erupt with terrifying power enough to drive the Servant of Knowledge to despair.]

[The raging thunder prison calms, yet the Servant of Knowledge stands frozen in place without escaping. It is not that he does not want to dodge, but that the terrifying spell power has already erupted before his eyes…]

[Dazzling light illuminates the entire temple land. Everything within your sight is swept up and devoured by the savage spell power…]

[You feel your back suddenly lighten. Turning your head, you see the fleshly bodies of the two Great Prophets crumble into grains and dust, scattering and vanishing together with the surging spell power.]

[In a daze, you seem to see two Scholars with blurred faces wave farewell to you…]

[When all the light finally fades, when the spell fluctuations subside.]

[Only a patch of blood foam and minced flesh remains where the Servant of Knowledge had been standing. The temple ground is left scarred and devastated, and only you and Grand Scholar Rona behind you remain…]

Lin Xun let out a long breath.

“Is everything over?”

[Just at this moment, you suddenly feel immense terror sweep across your entire body…]

[You abruptly raise your head to the heavens, only to see that above the sky there have already appeared two great existences that fill one with despair…]

[One is the deepest darkness. It is like the suffocating repression at the bottom of a ten-thousand-meter deep sea, where no sunlight can be seen. It is like the hopeless terror of endlessly falling and sinking in the depths beneath the earth.]

[Merely seeing Its vague outline is enough to make you be surrounded on all sides by boundless terror. Endless despair and helplessness make you want to scream at the top of your lungs, to cry out hoarsely, to vent the madness in your heart.]

[One is the most radiant star. It is so close to you, so close that it nearly fills your entire field of vision. It constantly draws nearer to you, as though it is about to crush and grind into ruin the planet beneath your feet, the world in which you live.]

[Such intense pressure and sense of smallness leave you suffocating to the extreme, as though in the very next moment you will be crushed into dust by this incomparably enormous yet incomparably close star.]

[It is named Gloomy Abyss!]

[It is named the radiant stars!]