Dimension Game Empire Chapter 527

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A unique vibration form wave of the Dragon species.

In terms of destructive power alone, no one can match it, especially when it is wielded by Deathwing, who controls the power of destruction.

This is the strongest Dragon species’ roar.

Even having lost the power of a god, Deathwing is still the undisputed Dragon King.

The black dragon raised its head high, opened its blood basin mouth wide enough to swallow a mountain range, and revealed its ferocious fangs.

Blue light spots emerged within.

Vast energy and unique vibration form runes of the Dragon species were engraved on the light spots.

“Boom—”

In the airless space, it stirred up powerful vibration waves, and deafening sounds echoed throughout the boundless starry sky. Dense spiderweb-like cracks spread across the empty space along with the vibration waves.

The next moment, erupted.

A jet-black pillar of light was born from the light spots.

The ray carrying the power of destruction sped towards the golden full moon.

A power a hundred times more terrifying than the Scourge erupted, engulfing the entire world.

The golden Sunfire was eroded by destruction, falling onto the Earth like meteorites.

How much disaster would that bring to the humans on the ground?

Even in the midst of battle, Xia Yan seemed to hear the cries of life.

Hundreds, thousands, even millions to tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of people, lost their lives in this battle in space, stepping into the end of death. Even knowing this, Xia Yan felt no sorrow or guilt.

Weakness is the original sin.

Although unfair, this is reality.

“Tsk, what a monster.”

Xia Yan continuously increased the output of magic power, constantly running the formula of Sunfire, transforming the entire moon into a sun-like existence. It withstood the output from Deathwing, blocking this terrifying .

Feeling the faintly collapsing golden full moon, Xia Yan raised his eyebrows slightly and clicked his tongue.

Even having descended to the world, Deathwing still possessed terrifying foundations.

Transforming the moon into a sun, in addition to the effect of Sunfire, Xia Yan also fully utilized the power of mythology woven by human faith. He continuously amplified the concept of the sun and moon sharing the same origin, transforming it into a miniature sun.

The sun, the origin of immortality and life, was actually showing signs of cracking in this .

“Really—a monster.”

Xia Yan took a deep breath, forced to admit the power of Deathwing.

Even if he had exhausted all strategies against his opponent, schemed against the world, and used everything he could, there was still a despairing gap in strength. In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are ineffective.

Deathwing’s seemingly reckless descent into the world of Campione was not without absolute confidence in his own strength.

“But, I will definitely not lose.”

Crimson eyes revealed determination.

This is a promise.

Take whatever price you want.

I will definitely win for you—

“Not the sun? Then burn for me!”

The perpetual motion machine continued to operate, and vast amounts of magic power were constantly being generated.

The Sunfire, instead of being extinguished by the destructive , became even more intense, as if new firewood had been added, burning even more vigorously.

Golden and black light filled the entire sky.

A meteor shower mixed with two colors of light vented in the starry sky, falling to the earth.

Each meteor turned into the most terrifying nuclear bomb.

Tsunamis were stirred up, explosions were triggered, mountains collapsed and the earth cracked, continents sank, and magma erupted.

Gray smoke covered the entire sky.

As if Pandora’s box had been opened, the entire world was plunged into despair.

In this despair, even if humans formed groups, they had no ability to resist.

The aftermath of the battle alone brought the apocalypse to the planet.

An apocalyptic doomsday a hundred times more terrifying than the Scourge.

“Is this guy a monster?”

Deathwing, accompanied by astonishment, frantically vented .

Endless magic power, a will to fight that makes people feel fear—this guy… is definitely a monster.

Clearly weaker than himself, yet repeatedly erupting with amazing possibilities.

“Campione—”

The familiar, flat voice rang out, and this unique goddess’s address allowed Xia Yan to immediately recognize the owner of the voice even in the midst of battle. He gasped heavily, feeling the magic power venting from his body, and smiled lightly.

“What’s wrong? Athena, I don’t have time to play with you right now.”

“…Even at this time, you still want to tease me.” Athena’s flat voice carried a hint of helplessness: “It’s the sword, it’s ready.”

“Is that so?” Xia Yan’s eyes lit up, no one knew the power of that sword better than him.

That is a divine weapon that can kill the end of the world with one blow.

“Then quickly let Pandora bring it to me!”

“No…it should be impossible.” Athena said in a deep voice.

Xia Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, as if realizing something.

“Could it be?!”

“That’s right, this sword needs too much power to devour, merely half of the planet’s power cannot satisfy it. Pandora has sacrificed her own power, and coupled with the fact that the Earth has already fallen into an apocalyptic situation, Pandora cannot even do this.”

Athena changed the subject.

“Therefore, summon me over, Campione. You and I have formed a guardian deity contract, summon me over, let me… let me offer this last hope for the king I serve.”

“Athena…” Xia Yan raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise, and chuckled.

“You’re finally not being so tsundere?”

“…Foolish.” Athena was speechless for a while before spitting out these two words unhappily, simply meaning she didn’t want to bother with you.

“Haha.” Xia Yan smiled slightly.

“You should know what price you will pay for coming to this battlefield?”

This is a doomsday-level full-power output battlefield, and it’s in space.

To put it bluntly, just like when a Campione fights an Heretic God, humans may die just from watching—now the gap between the Heretic God and Xia Yan and Deathwing is so exaggerated. []

Even, as long as they are slightly contaminated with the power of destruction, even Heretic Gods will truly die.

“Of course I know.” Athena took a deep breath.

“But… I am your guardian deity, this is the karma between you and me, and it is also my responsibility. Abandoning the king I serve and living alone, are you underestimating me?”

“Yes, yes, I apologize.”

Saying this, Xia Yan smiled happily.

The moment his emotions were mobilized, the guardian deity contract took effect.

The figure of the silver-haired goddess instantly appeared on the golden full moon.

The oxygen-deficient environment in space immediately made her frown slightly, revealing a suffocating expression.

Although Heretic Gods do not need oxygen to survive, breathing has become a biological habit for them.

Xia Yan used the only bit of strength in his body to pull the girl into his arms, gently blocked Athena’s lips, and transmitted oxygen to her. His hand gently stroked the goddess’s bright silver hair.

The power of blessing constantly transmitted from his mouth prevented Athena from being swallowed by the Sunfire.

“Even at this time, you’re still doing this kind of thing…”

After the kiss, Athena reprimanded in a flat voice.

The discomfort of oxygen deprivation only needs to be endured for a while to adapt.

In battle, Xia Yan wasting magic power to do this meaningless thing is, in the eyes of Athena who possesses the divinity of the God of War, wrong.

Clearly it’s wrong…

“That’s because I care about Athena.”

The boy holding her said with a hippie smile.

But unknowingly, she began to get used to it.

Her heartbeat accelerated unconsciously, and in order not to become even stranger, the goddess changed the subject.

“…You actually turned the moon into a sun.”

“Without doing such an exaggerated thing, I can’t beat that monster over there.”

Xia Yan shrugged and gently took the box from Athena’s hand.

“Is that so… This is the Pandora’s box that coexists with hope and disaster, giving birth to all possibilities?” Xia Yan smiled happily: “It’s simply the best interpretation of the current situation, there’s really no more suitable posture than this. That witch really thought it up.”

Thinking of that witch, Xia Yan and Athena looked at each other and both showed a hint of a smile.

“However, I don’t hate enlightened elders.”

“Name it.”

Athena reminded.

“Give it a name, give it a form. Then—”

“Once again, become a Campione.”

Unknowingly, a look of anticipation appeared in the girl’s eyes.

“Since the goddess wants to see it—” Xia Yan smiled slightly, although his body was weak to the extreme, he still stood up holding Athena. The movement was very slow, proving that his body was really weak to an extremely serious degree.

But neither Xia Yan nor Athena compromised in the slightest.

Weakness, serious injury, exhaustion, so what?

Defeating an invincible god in a desperate situation is the proper posture of a Campione.

“By the way, at this time, shouldn’t the beautiful goddess give the warrior a little encouragement?”

Xia Yan straightened his body while teasing with a chuckle.

“Athena, please grant me the Cosmo.”

“…A man of sweet words.” Athena showed a look of helplessness.

Then, without hesitation, she hooked her arms around the back of his neck.

Without any magic power, without any incantation, just a kiss with blessings and expectations, carrying emotions.

But this is the best encouragement for a man stepping onto the battlefield.

Take whatever price you want.

Having made this kind of promise to his own woman, he can’t be called a man if he doesn’t succeed.

Devote everything, do everything possible.

Kill an invincible god in a desperate situation.

Receiving the goddess’s most sincere gift, the Campione raised the Pandora’s box in his hand.

“Be born—a god-slaying weapon forged with the power of the planet and mythology.”

The golden Sunfire covering the full moon slowly dissipated.

But—a more dazzling light bloomed from the moon.