Chapter 1000: Final -

Chapter 1000: Final Chapter

"You’ve arrived, the queen of the Demon Cave..."

Just as Lady Aisha was somewhat bewildered, she suddenly heard a deep and weary voice.

Her heart jumped instantly; had she been discovered? But she had clearly sensed something amiss and immediately tried to hide, choosing not to leap out boldly...

After all, even the most clueless person should understand where they have come.

Not to mention someone like her with a century and a half’s experience, even if it were a normal person suddenly thrust onto the battlefield of World War II, they ought to find a place to hide first, rather than jump out amid the explosions.

That’s just asking for trouble, isn’t it?

No one with a death wish would do that; if one truly didn’t want to live, they could at least choose a more comfortable way to die instead of being blown to bits.

However—

Despite all this, how had she still been discovered?

"...!!"

She turned instinctively, seeing nothing, but in the next moment, her vision blurred, and a figure appeared before her.

—A face with well-defined features and a beard.

—A strong, robust physique, clad in a red robe reaching the ground, wearing a crown on the forehead and holding the Golden Scepter symbolizing kingship.

To be honest, this matched perfectly with the voice’s majesty.

But in that instant, Lady Aisha felt something within her become active, causing her eyes to widen in dismay... It was the chemical reaction between a Godslayer and the Gods, particularly sensitive as mortal enemies.

The saying goes, "When enemies meet, their eyes blaze with anger."

Like a curse prompting both sides to seek out the other, and then...

To engage in a life-and-death struggle, where only one can survive.

Lady Aisha grew anxious, silently lamenting; regardless of others’ beliefs, she felt her becoming a Godslayer was a matter of coincidence and unintended consequence. Slaying Gods was a last resort, and each experience that added to her Authority was out of helplessness...

Yet this God before her seemed particularly terrifying.

Merely standing before her, she felt a long-lost sense of suffocation, as if her brain blanked for a moment... How terrifying must the Divine Power be to achieve such fearsome strength?

Lady Aisha’s gaze became solemn, clearly aware she had no chance of winning.

"You are..."

Lady Aisha composed herself, but without lowering her guard easily, she cautiously asked, her gaze holding a hint of inquiry.

"Mitra."

The majestic Saint King calmly spoke his name, openly without any concealment.

Indeed, he was the God King of Ancient Persia, the Sun God, as well as the God of Warriors, the God of Law, the God of Pastoralism, the God of Wealth, the God of Contract. Compared to the War God Velaslana, specialized in combat, he possessed more diverse Authority and attributes.

In mythology, War God Velaslana served this Saint King, fighting for him.

"King Mitra..."

Lady Aisha raised an eyebrow, quickly recalling the significance behind the name, feeling it even more troublesome. Those who occupy the God King throne in prestigious mythological systems are undoubtedly the top Defiant Gods, the most powerful beings in the world.

Rulers of the heavens, even allowed to destroy the world and humanity in entirety, absolute power bearers!

Recalling the terrifying pressure from him, even Lady Aisha couldn’t help but feel a sense of powerlessness, subconsciously arising a thought from deep within—

Is this truly the end for me?

But perhaps it was indeed time; after all, walking by the riverside often, there’s no reason not to get wet.

Even if always slaying Gods out of necessity, ultimately she still became an eternal enemy, and once blood is on one’s hands, someday one must repay that sin... It is an inevitable fate for all Godslayers, the end all Demon Kings must face.

Godslayers haven’t just appeared in recent times; tracing back through history, many figures have emerged.

But why is it that even the oldest Godslayer is only two hundred years old?

Because none can escape that inevitable end.

Gods can lose countless times; they are immortal beings, never truly disappearing despite the destruction of body and soul, always returning again and again. Godslayers can win countless times, but even if they usurp Divine Power, they are ultimately not Gods; should they lose once, it’s an endless abyss...

This is fate.

A Godslayer can be invincible for a time, but cannot continue indefinitely...

Living for over a hundred and fifty years, one might consider contentment...

As Lady Aisha distractedly pondered, believing her end was near, King Mitra spoke to break the silence.

"As mortal enemies with your forbidden Demon Kings, I should eliminate you here..."

Holding the Golden Scepter, the majestic yet wise God King calmly evaluated the Godslayer before him, after a while, he sighed lightly, "But now is not the time; we can temporarily set aside our prejudices and face the immediate crisis together... This is why I summoned you."

His expression was calm yet unable to hide his deep exhaustion.

Despite possessing unimaginably immense Power, it seems to be helpless due to some unknown issue, as if forced into a dire situation with no way out.

"Huh? Did you summon me here?"

Lady Aisha was a bit taken aback.

She only knew that her unreliable Authority was completely uncontrollable. When she wanted to use it, it often didn’t follow her intentions, and when she didn’t want it to activate, it would spontaneously open, forcing her to embark on another sudden journey.

The only confirmable commonality was that in each of these different worlds, there would always be someone needing her assistance.

This time, she was still wondering, with this world in such chaos, almost on the brink of shattering the entire Earth, who would actually need her help? But she never expected... it turned out to be King Mitra who summoned her, which at least meant the other party was not hostile?

"I need you, which is why I summoned you."

King Mitra nodded in acknowledgment, "Compared to your world, this one is almost at the end of the Multi-dimensional World, such a distant place... Only your conditions are the most suitable, allowing you to arrive here directly when the world line is most unstable, and the chaos of causal rates reaches its peak!"

"I see..."

The queen of the Demon Cave nodded slightly and then asked, "So what do you need me to do?"

"..."

"..."

"As you can see..." King Mitra fell into silence for a moment, "The world I protect is facing an extinction crisis; the Twilight of the Gods has arrived."

"Extinction crisis?" Lady Aisha looked towards the sky outside, "Are you referring to this war?"

"You could think of it that way, but it’s not merely limited to that..."

"Moreover, it’s not just limited to the world I protect. An unprecedented crisis is attacking the extremely deep Multi-dimensional World, and this storm will eventually sweep towards your world."

As the words fell, the God King lightly waved the Golden Scepter in their hand.

In an instant—

Lady Aisha felt time, space, and lines in her field of view disintegrate and then immediately reorganize, entering an extremely bizarre visionary state, where vast information poured into her consciousness, giving her a sense of transcendence beyond time and space.

She saw on the linear, vertical timeline, countless past, present, or possible futures...

Endless in number, Parallel Worlds with infinite possibilities were as numerous as stars, whether they had yet to be born or had already perished...

The states of convergence and diffusion overlapped, past and future blurred together, and all contradictions were simultaneously embraced...

Then—

Collapse suddenly began! Like toppling dominoes, a chain reaction occurred. The Destruction Calamity’s red lotus flame spread, one world after another igniting into fierce flames, almost indistinguishable in sequence, all disintegrating into ashes within the calamity, just like that, vanishing!

"All possibilities are converging towards the same future..."

King Mitra said wearily.

"I can no longer prevent this, but there is still a chance for change on your side, which is why I summoned you..."

Boom!!

Suddenly, without warning, their words were interrupted, as violent lightning and Flame descended from the sky, bombarding the area where the two were located.

"We’ve been discovered..."

King Mitra’s tone shifted slightly, showing a hint of helplessness and relief. He once again waved the Golden Scepter in his hand, causing the surroundings to rapidly transform. As if tearing away a layer of disguise, Lady Aisha felt a blur before her eyes and directly appeared in a splendid palace.

King Mitra sat on the throne at the top of the palace, seeming as if he had been speaking to her like this all along.

Just at the next moment—

The wind howled, and the earth roared.

The entire magnificent palace swayed, seeming ready to collapse at any moment, breaking into pieces.

"Relying on Zorvan’s Power, I’ve managed to hold on until now; it’s also because of Zorvan’s Power that I’ve been able to know what’s happening; likewise, it’s Zorvan’s Power that has kept this Divine Hall of Infinite Time from being discovered... until today."

King Mitra sighed and rose from the throne, taking steps towards the outside of the palace.

Zorvan...

Lady Aisha paused for a moment, quickly recalling the concept this name represents.

The Secret God governing infinite time, the creator of eternity and infinity, of light and darkness, the God ruling destiny, the God of Time, the Transcender of Time and Eternity.

"In the Domain of Time, Zorvan is not Her match, and we’ve been cautiously avoiding Her all along... However, the recent act of showing you the timeline still caught Her attention, She has seen us now."

King Mitra said solemnly, gazing at the sky outside the palace.

The void was torn open—

A massive "pupil," larger than a planet by unknown multiples, coldly peered down at the Divine Hall of Infinite Time from the slits in cosmic space-time.

In reality, that was the mark of the Pupil of Chaos...

Also the Disruptor’s main cannon of the celestial sphere-shaped space-time fortress.