Free Web NovelChapter 253: Chapter253-The Final Battle
The legendary powerhouses of the human race looked up at the figure standing proudly at the peak of the heavens, their eyes moist with tears.
The human race had endured endless hardship, carving out a path of survival through thorns and blood. Only after generations of sages sacrificed themselves in devotion had humanity barely managed to squeeze into the lowest ranks of the myriad races.
Yet due to its innate weakness, the race had always been suppressed at the very bottom of the chain of contempt.
Even a mere Mythic Trial required humanity to pour in all of its top combat forces. Every single time, they had no choice but to fight to the death. Otherwise, death itself would be a small matter; the true disaster would be drawing the backlash of the rules, weakening the very foundation of the race.
Often, after a single round of trials ended, fewer than one in ten human powerhouses survived. Humanity would suffer a devastating loss of strength.
It was like the ancient days when the race struggled for survival. Those over fifty years old would exile themselves on foot across tens of thousands of miles, leaving the most precious resources to the youngest descendants of the race.
But at this very moment, John had appeared out of nowhere.
First, he suppressed the myriad races in the Transcendent Trial.
Then, after reaching demigod grade, he crushed the demigods of the myriad races.
And now, he even dared to issue a declaration directly to the mighty figures of the myriad races.
This scene was like a scavenger race giving birth to a supreme pillar capable of holding up the entire race, bringing supreme glory to humanity.
"My human race... will surely rise!"
Leon wiped away the tears at the corner of his eyes and revealed a gratified smile.
He gazed at John’s back, and what he saw was the dawn of his race’s growth and prosperity.
"Humanity shall endure forever, and one day suppress the myriad races!"
The players were conquered by the strength John displayed, moved by his dominance, and awakened by his sincere heart to protect the race.
So the guild leader had already grown to such a height.
So the guild leader actually possessed such confidence.
So, when facing the myriad races that had no bottom line and constantly suppressed humanity from every direction, the guild leader would defend them so resolutely!
"People always say our guild leader is fierce and brutal... but if you think carefully, when has he ever taken the initiative to bully any ordinary player?"
An ordinary player murmured softly.
Only those players who attempted to divide all of humanity would be punished by the guild leader!
"I finally understand why the guild leader does what he does."
Alan gritted his teeth.
"Our vision and strength are limited. We are unable to glimpse the cruel truth of this world.
"The human race has always been rejected, looked down upon, and continuously suppressed by the myriad races... and human players will eventually become the backbone of humanity’s future.
"If players continue to fight among themselves, split apart, and slaughter one another, then the rise of humanity will be nothing but an illusion, delayed without end.
"There must be a leader like the guild leader who descends with thunderous methods, suppressing all player factions without debating reason, right or wrong, directly forcing everyone into submission and twisting all players into a single rope before developing together!
"Only in this way can the player group accelerate its growth, and only in this way can the rise of humanity arrive sooner!"
Anna spoke with tears in her eyes.
"The world has misunderstood the guild leader too deeply. Who could know what kind of heavy pressure he has been carrying, always walking forward alone?
"It was he who allowed players to break free from the shackles of Godhood and escape the control of the Divine Race to step into Mythic rank.
"It was he who brought about the unity of global players, led the expedition into the Abyssal Plane, and expanded territory for humanity.
"It was he who bore all the dangers that both players and natives had to face!"
"The guild leader... is a true hero of this era!"
Heron choked out,
"This is what it means to be a man who can stand beneath heaven and hold up the earth!
"Actions speak louder than a thousand words. He shows the deepest protection in the toughest way. The guild leader truly commands admiration!" freewebnovel.cσ๓
"He is my faith..."
The players of the Overlord Guild silently thought in their hearts.
At this moment, facing John’s declaration, the myriad races collectively fell silent.
There was no need for more words.
Words had already lost all meaning.
Everything would be decided by strength!
Space was still continuously collapsing.
A voice filled with heroic spirit suddenly rang out.
"John... come and decide victory and defeat with me!"
Divine_River calmly appeared before John.
He stared directly into John’s eyes and smiled coldly. Hugging the sword case in his arms tightly, he said,
"This battle shall decide not only superiority, but also life and death!
"The loser shall have his divine power sealed for life, never to use it again for all eternity!
"John, trial participant of the human race, do you dare accept this battle?"
Divine_River shouted loudly.
Both of them were players, and players could be reborn.
What Divine_River meant was that after resurrection, the loser would voluntarily seal away his martial power, which was equivalent to becoming a permanent bottom-tier player.
In this battle, the one who lost would stake his entire life!
"Demon King Council... Divine_River."
John carefully studied Divine_River.
Back when Zar fell, he had warned that the Demon King Council would definitely come for revenge. It seemed that the person before him was that revenge.
John’s gaze flickered. In the corner of his vision was the rapidly shattering space, as if the end of the world had arrived.
And at this moment, as the apocalypse descended, an opponent had issued the most brutal battle challenge of a lifetime.
If he lost, his entire life would be buried.
John carried the future and hope of humanity on his shoulders. If he lost, the rise of humanity would almost become impossible.
By comparison, Divine_River seemed to have no burdens at all.
From this point alone, it did appear extremely unfair to John on the surface.
Unfortunately for Divine_River—
"I will never lose!"
The corner of John’s mouth curled upward slightly. He glanced at the sword case in Divine_River’s hand and said calmly,
"There are always people who think too highly of themselves, unaware that there is always a heaven beyond heaven and a person beyond people. Only when defeat is already certain do they regret their arrogance.
"Divine_River, you do have some ability, but you are no different from them. Your vision is far too narrow."
He accepted the challenge.
"In this battle, I will only use one strike.
"If you can withstand it, then it will count as my loss. From then on, I will withdraw from the world and never display my martial power again."
Hearing this, Divine_River laughed softly.
"Oh? You have quite the courage...
"Then I will also use only one sword strike.
"If you can still stand after that strike, it will count as my defeat. From then on, I will permanently seal my own strength."
John nodded slightly.
Behind him, a long cry suddenly rang out and pierced the heavens.
Roar!
The dragon roar was sharp and ear-piercing, overflowing with violent and savage ferocity.
Boom!
A vast phantom of Holy Dragon Wings, spanning nearly one hundred thousand miles, suddenly appeared.
Those Holy Dragon Wings shone with the light of a Divine Skill in their dragon pupils, their entire form blazing with brilliant white-gold radiance.
Even the fragments of collapsing space that splashed against the phantom were instantly shaken into powder by the invisible force surrounding it.
The instant the Holy Dragon Wings appeared behind John—
Clang!
A clear, resounding sword-drawing cry pierced through the silence and echoed into the clouds!
The sword case in Divine_River’s arms suddenly opened.
Unmatched sharp sword energy swept across the sky and earth around Divine_River.
The sword radiance that leaked out alone sliced the surrounding space fragments into countless specks of dust so fine they were almost invisible to the naked eye. Every cut surface was smooth, neat, and flawless, as if formed by nature itself.
This realm was known as—
The Divine Dao formed by nature!
"This sword of mine was nurtured in another universe using the life souls of 9,999 demigod-grade powerhouses as its guide.
"With a ten-thousandfold flow of time, it has hidden its edge within the sheath for one million years, waiting only for the brilliance of this single moment when it is drawn!"
The corner of Divine_River’s mouth rose as he shouted loudly,
"John, receive this sword!
"Slash!"
As the word "slash" fell, a sword light like a white ribbon shot straight toward John.
"Battle!"
At the same moment, the phantom of the Holy Dragon Wings behind John once again erupted with a dragon roar that shook heaven and earth.
Roar!
The dragon wings beat lightly, then charged fiercely toward the sword light!
In this instant, the mighty figures of the myriad races watched closely in secret, hoping John would be suppressed.
In this instant, hundreds of billions of humans held their breath and stared, their nerves stretched taut. They did not dare breathe or blink, afraid they might miss the result of this final battle.
In this instant, this would also become the final battle in the history of the Beyondworld Trial Space.
At the same time, it would determine the final owner of first place on the Beyondworld Trial leaderboard!
