BXBX NOVEL Chapter 304 - The Final Battle (3)
"Do you think you\'ve won, mage?" the Devourer\'s voice echoed in her mind.
Ayesha calmly took out the tools for the spell from her personal space, carefully placing them at her feet. Among the Trinkets---things that looked like bones, brains, and other mysterious objects---the most striking were nearly ten thousand individual spells. Each was sealed in a glowing crystal, faintly shining.
These were the core spells of the Reincarnation Spell, crafted by the Great Archmage Laura of the Third Tower.
Ayesha ignored the Devourer\'s words and began arranging the spells in a magic array around his soul.
"You know the cost of failure. Give up, undo the seal, and set me free. I\'ll reward you by making you one of our Dilus race!" the Devourer coaxed. He doubted Ayesha could breach his soul, but he didn\'t want to take the risk---the power of mages was deeply feared by the Diluses.
"Break my seal, and I can make you the ruler of countless worlds, basking in divine glory! I can take you far from the void where mages live, where you\'ll never have to obey anyone again. Among the Diluses, you would be a god! You\'d receive endless offerings from all living beings."
"Shut up, fool." A doll jumped out from Ayesha\'s side, speaking with disdain.
Ayesha remained unfazed; the Devourer\'s promises were a joke to her. As an eighth-level mage from the mysterious Third Tower, she knew terrifying secrets that ordinary mages did not. She understood there was no safe place in this void. When a race reaches a certain level, it inevitably faces enemies. The Diluses weren\'t particularly strong, but they had the misfortune of meeting the mages, and now even the mages had enemies.
Ayesha smirked coldly. \'A god? What does that even mean?\'
The Devourer wasn\'t angered by the interruption or insults; such emotions were pointless. He persisted, "Think about it---sitting on a divine throne, controlling the lives of billions with every thought. They would give up everything just to please you. That feeling..."
"Is meaningless," Ayesha said as she placed the final spell in its spot. "What you consider glory means nothing to me, or to any mage. You understand nothing, arrogant and foolish, calling yourself a god."
She looked up at the Devourer, her stitched face full of mockery. "It\'s all a joke."
"Mage..."
Ayesha walked over to the trinkets, gently holding the doll in her hands, and crouched down. "Yes, I am a mage. Not just me, even His Holiness is a mage. We never call ourselves gods; we always revere knowledge, confident in our own power, yet we bow to true wisdom."
The doll extended her small hands, hooking Ayesha\'s fingers. Then, Ayesha let go, and the Trinkets began to merge into the doll.
Ayesha\'s eyes held a complex emotion, but her voice stayed calm. "That\'s why we are about to touch the truth of the world. We\'ve found the path forward, unlike you, who are obsessed with false power."
A purple light glowed as the Trinkets melted like water, flowing around the doll. In that purple glow, flesh and blood were reformed.
Soon, a naked woman appeared. Her body was identical to Ayesha\'s, her face stunningly beautiful---perhaps this was Ayesha\'s true appearance. The woman\'s body was inscribed with a regression model obtained from Adam, every character and line clearly visible, transforming into a higher state under Ayesha\'s power.
"See, this is the power of knowledge, granted by a level-three mage. It will cast you into the abyss," Ayesha said as she approached the \'doll,\' gently stroking her head with infinite tenderness.
The Devourer finally realized he could never convince Ayesha. He closed his eyes within the seal. "I\'ll be watching."
The doll turned and hugged Ayesha tightly, whispering in her ear, "I\'m leaving, sister." She kissed Ayesha\'s forehead and slowly walked toward the Devourer.
Tick.
Tock.
...
Space warped, and the void twisted. All beings in Titania, whether the mages, the Titans or the Diluses, felt as if they were on an endless roller coaster. They couldn\'t control their bodies or senses.
Everyone saw the Devourer writhing in agony. His tissues fell like dust, crashing against the seal, causing it to shake violently.
Above the sky, the transdimensional mages, forming a star-shaped tetrahedron, unleashed their full power, struggling to keep the seal from breaking. The Devourer\'s wails echoed in everyone\'s ears.
The mages\' spirits lifted, knowing the moment of truth had arrived. The Dilus went completely mad. They knew Father was in danger and had to stop the mages at any cost.
Otherwise, they would die with Father.
The Royal City emitted a harsh creaking sound, and then the long-dormant Vital Generator reignited. Magic flowed through its dried-up circuits, reviving the entire structure.
Every second, the mages burned thousands of units of ethereal crystals, bringing this war machine back to life.
The command center issued the final order: fight to the death.
The frontline commanders began retracting the floating fortresses, making way for the Titan God as they retreated to the sky.
All remaining mages with combat power flew into the air, covering the fortresses as they withdrew. Runes on their true forms glowed brightly; everyone was giving their all.
The Dilus abandoned long-term strategies. The transcendent individuals gathered together, attacking like a sharp spear.
At this moment, tactics were useless; only absolute strength would decide victory, defeat, life, or death.
BOOM!
The Titan God opened his mouth and unleashed his strongest attack, hitting the group of transcendent Diluses through the path cleared by the mages.
At the same time, the mages swarmed down. Their spells needed no aim and never missed, for the enemy was everywhere.
Adam summoned his Electro True Self and entered his magical construct. Each wave of his hand took the lives of many low-level Diluses.
His true form stayed in an overclocked state, continuously connecting magnetic and gravitational lines, creating a giant sword. With each one completed, Adam hurled it into the enemy ranks like a throwing weapon.
Here, he didn\'t need to conserve energy for escape, as many low-level mages surrounded him. If he showed even a hint of fatigue, someone would immediately step up to protect him.