CHAPTER 317: CHAPTER 230: DEATH OF THE WITCH

"War Gravity - fully release!"

Edmond roared, and the cyan blue fighting energy surged like a giant wave, emanating from around him.

Dozens of insect corpses in the surroundings simultaneously turned towards him, forcibly dragged and pouncing maniacally like meteors!

Boom! Boom boom boom!!

He raised the giant shield, standing like an immovable rock in the black fog, allowing the enemy horde to surge like a tide, unwavering and unyielding.

"Go quickly! He can’t hold on for long!" a knight shouted furiously.

But in the next moment, the earth veins exploded again!

"Ah hahaha!! Did you see? I’m back again!"

The mad laughter roared like a hell war chariot!

Gaius ignited the "Undying Charge" once more!

From within him, the crimson battle armor surged out like a volcanic eruption, forging a battle intent stream scorching the soul!

His eyes were already filled with blood, his face pale as paper, yet still, he grinned wildly, his voice hoarse, "Brothers! Get out of the way! I’m going to crash!!!"

Boom boom boom boom——!!!

He charged like a battering ram, plowing everything in front of the chamber— insect corpses, meat walls, spore liquid pools, even space itself— into a path of fractures!

Step by step, the ground collapsed beneath.

Every meter, flesh and blood exploded.

Underground bloodlines, like the pen strokes of gods, painted a path of doom in the dark!

And in that moment——

Arthur finally opened his eyes.

He didn’t say a word, just gently raised the light blade in his hand.

It was a long sword composed of golden light in high-frequency oscillation, its blade trembling gently, as if sensing a fated summons.

[Bloodline Talent: Light Chasing Technique] unlocked.

"Target locked."

He whispered, and his whole form turned into a white streak in the air!

Boom!!!

A line of white light rushed into the charging path, gliding along the fracture path Gaius paved with his life, traversing like a god at light speed!

The insect corpses didn’t have time to turn, the spores couldn’t ripple, the air didn’t have time to shake.

Their world was cleaved in two.

The arc light had not stopped, nor had Arthur’s steps.

The light blade, bearing the enemy’s blood and his comrades’ will, flickered, leapt, dove, and thrust within the enclosed chamber, cutting through the nest’s final defenses!

"It is over." he murmured, the sword directed straight at the depths of the throne, that throbbing, blood-pulsing Throne of the End.

Upon the throne, the flesh quivered.

In the deepest depths of the End Core, the Desperate Witch finally stood up.

At every step, her skirt trailed long bloodstains, sewn from living tissue, where it dropped not water but warm, writhing spore liquid.

Her face was androgynous, sculpted like the Goddess of Beauty, yet disturbingly bizarre.

A mocking smile appeared on that face, but deep in her irises, there was anxiety, anger, and a tiny bit of...fear.

"...You should not have come here."

Her voice was as warm as a mother’s, yet as hollow as a dead man’s.

With a raise of her finger, the insect threads sliced through the air like thousands of harp strings, the entire nest’s flesh walls pulsed along like the pulse of a giant organism!

The Insect Curse [Group Devouring Wave - Black Curtain] activated!

Black as ink, the insect tide rushed like a bursting tide with an unspeakable devouring intent, prying on all invaders, especially to tear at the Knight’s Fighting Energy!

Following swiftly was the Spiritual Interference Technique [Heart Curtain Whisper]!

A whisper emerged from the bones and underground, knights’ pupils contracted, feeling as if they saw their future death.

Some saw themselves with a bug through the heart, others saw their loved ones’ bodies lying in the insect swarm...

"Stop."

A voice, clear as a pool of clear water, yet with an irreproachable dignity.

A beam of starlight fell from the high sky, tearing the black fog into a path of light!

The Supreme Mage, descending upon the Doomsday Nest!

"Star Wheel Technique!" Aurelian raised his hand, six Fixed Star Magic Wheels descended from the firmament, encircling the sky over the nest.

Each wheel was engraved with anti-gravity runes and space-time distortion lines.

They rotated slowly, drawing in the entire space structure of the nest area, halting and freezing all of the Desperate Witch’s folding and teleportation techniques!

The witch herself was forcibly locked!

As the magic wheels resonated, starlight surged.

Aurelian then thrust his left palm forward, flames burst forth from the array’s depths: "Fire Research Technique: Fire Vortex!"

As if a whole lava flow was poured into the nest, a blazing red vortex storm spiraled into the chamber, incinerating the patched monsters’ bones, souls, and fighting energy cores!

A few polymorphic amalgamation corpses attempting to protect the witch, without enough time to struggle, turned to ash in the firelight!

Sensing the threat, the Desperate Witch immediately released the powerful black curse - Black Fog Technique: Curse Surge!

Yet he never expected, Aurelian was well-prepared.

"Void Reversal!" Drawing a straight void line with his right hand, as space tore like a mirror, then bounced back,

The entire Black Fog Technique was forcibly returned to its source, instantly enveloping her!

The witch’s shoulder and neck were immediately devoured by her own technique, creating a circle of gory insect flesh tearing wounds, with spore liquid gushing out.

Aurelian said nothing, only looked at the nest with disdain, as if looking at an insect.

The Desperate Witch howled: "Do you think...this is all I have?!"

As she finished, the area behind the throne suddenly collapsed and ruptured, the chamber walls vibed intensely, raising blood plasma and shards of bones, turning the entire throne area into a squirming bloody vortex, echoing with a shrill like whispers of a constellation.

She abruptly raised her arm, a crazed yet divine smile appeared on her lips.

In the next moment——

Her form exploded and reassembled, as if breaking out from a human skin, an eerie and enormous insect-like monster slowly slithered out.

It was a maggot as large as a palace

Its entire body made of semitransparent insect flesh of gray-white, pink, and dark red, with a shell that swelled and receded like breathing, its blood vessels visible on the surface, its wriggling emanating insect cries with memory echoes.