"I’ve come specifically to stop you," Empress Easter stood atop the Shira Mausoleum, raising her finger at the Golden Soul, "Wealth is the root of all evil, and only by killing you can people resume their peaceful lives."
The immense golden illusion emitted a gloomy roar as if it couldn’t understand what Empress Easter was trying to convey.
"I know you control wealth, money, gold, and the concepts of obsessive fantasy. By destroying you, people in the world will forget them for the next hundred years. All of humanity will lose their money, all Funds, and the civilization built upon those Funds will vanish like smoke in clouds. We shall establish a new world, a world that’s better off without you," said Empress Easter as she created explosions.
The entire collapsing ancient city let out a blast, as if wailing from the Empress-level destructive power.
Inside the Ancient Royal Armory, a Tsuchigumo engaged in battle with the Vigilante Emperor suffered as a result.
Her body lost balance with the violent tremors, forcing her to flee outwards.
The Vigilante Emperor took flight, relentlessly pursuing, adamant about pounding the Tsuchigumo into the ground with its iron and steel fists.
She wasn’t so imposing when suspended by chains before! The Tsuchigumo looked back; it was chasing her so fast!
Buildings tilted and collapsed, with rumbling noises everywhere.
Even if the Tsuchigumo could withstand these harsh sounds, finding a suitable footing to maneuver was a challenge, as there were very few such places.
Engaged in a fight to the death with the Vigilante Emperor, their battlefield shrank to less than 10 square meters, equivalent to a small bedroom.
The Tsuchigumo used everything she had learned to strike the Vigilante Emperor with her War Spear at least a dozen times, yet each time failing to inflict substantial damage.
As the Cyber Specter said, it was indeed an immortal piece of ancient Armor. Each of its violent blows weighed a thousand pounds, forcing the Tsuchigumo to defend with all her might.
Battered into this corner by the fight, the Tsuchigumo’s strength was nearly spent, hanging on a mere thread of vigorous energy. It would take at least a day and a night of rest to recover.
The Tsuchigumo tensed her entire body and delivered the most ferocious blow of her life with her War Spear, stabbing at the Vigilante Emperor. The tip slid along the edge of its Armor and got stuck in the crevice, wedged inside!
The Vigilante Emperor seemed enraged by this too, charging madly at the Tsuchigumo.
She struggled to dodge backward, holding the Vigilante Emperor at bay with her spear in both hands, retreating with every step taken with considerable difficulty, fearing a full-on collision that might kill her.
Upon a desperate escape from the Armory’s crevasse, she found herself back on the streets of the collapsing ancient city.
As the Golden Soul retaliated against Empress Easter, the area became doubly bright. Tens of thousands of pillars of light rose high from the base of The Scar of the World, like countless golden needles, casting the area in daylight brilliance and dazzling allure.
The colossal battle of the Golden Soul against "The Sixth Empress" Easter, as if yesterday had returned!
Another violent explosion.
"Fall back," the Cyber Specter’s voice sounded in the Tsuchigumo’s ears, and she subconsciously backed away dozens of steps.
The Vigilante Emperor forged ahead in pursuit.
The shockwave from the previous explosion destroyed a towering arch bridge next to Tsuchigumo, now teetering and collapsing, and with tremendous force, it struck down upon the chasing Vigilante Emperor!
It got hit directly by the remnants of the giant rocks, weighing at least 5 tons, vanishing into a cloud of dust.
"Cough, cough cough—" The Tsuchigumo coughed violently because of the billowing dust, her spear no longer feeling so heavy in her hands.
With effort, she pulled her limbs together, scraping the spear tip against rock with a rasping noise. The Vigilante Emperor was seen pinned under the giant rocks, still trying to move desperately to free itself. Was this piece of Living Armor truly undying?
Not caring about the Vigilante Emperor at that moment, she turned to see the dazzlingly huge battlefield.
The figure of Empress Easter, in her black robe, stood at the entrance of the mausoleum, raising her arms high, while the Golden Soul swung its 700-meter-long blade of light, fiercely slashing towards Empress Easter.
Was this the terrifying battle that once tore open The Scar of the World?
The loud noise, like the tumult at the dawn of chaos!
Too—too intense! The Tsuchigumo couldn’t think.
The brightness was like the sun itself, the impact reminiscent of earthquakes and tsunamis.
In an instant, the Tsuchigumo’s eyes nearly burned out, and her ears rang and bled, leaving her hearing utterly damaged.
The fragile neural centers flooded her body with signals related to fainting, fatigue, and near-death, forcing her to collapse to the ground, powerless in her fingertips.
After three thousand years, The Scar of the World cracked open once more.
The Tsuchigumo finally awoke from the aftermath of the explosion.
She saw tents and thick canvas all around her, the air was filled with the smell of disinfectant, apparently a field hospital, the gaps in the tents letting in scorching sunlight, suggesting she was at least on the outside, not lingering underground anymore.
Previously... she had managed to defeat the Living Armor Vigilante Emperor with great difficulty, and was then knocked unconscious by the battle between Empress Easter and the Golden Soul. The Tsuchigumo mused to herself.
Beside her, a medical terminal checking her body’s characteristics began to alarm, followed by approaching footsteps.
The Tsuchigumo saw the Evil Spirit, Namahage, walk in.
"You’re finally awake..." Namahage pushed up his glasses.
"You... you’re resurrected!" The Tsuchigumo exclaimed in shock.
"Shh, let me heal you first," Namahage wielded his Magic Power.
A unique space roughly 3 cubic meters appeared around the Tsuchigumo, the so-called "operation room" of Namahage’s magic.
In the "operation room," Namahage began to cut and treat the Tsuchigumo freely, and the Tsuchigumo fell into an almost completely anesthetized state, not feeling herself being handled.