Chapter 98 : Betting on the Last Chance to Act Cool, The Gate of Heaven Opens!
Chapter 98: Betting on the Last Chance to Act Cool, The Gate of Heaven Opens!
Just as the Rotting Lord had suspected—
There really was a trick!
Atop the city wall—
That radiant “Sixteen-winged Archangel Michael.”
Looked endlessly majestic, overlooking all beings.
Radiating an aura of invincibility.
Yet in truth, his heart was already panicking beyond measure.
“Damn it, why isn’t this old bastard taking the bait?”
Lynn cursed inwardly.
His divine sense locked tightly onto that colossal mound of flesh.
He had anticipated the other’s cautious nature, expecting it to send subordinates to test the waters first.
And as expected, he relied on the natural restraint of Holy Light against the Undead.
Forcefully smiting the probing Fifth-tier Commander in an instant.
But what he hadn’t expected was—
This Rotting Lord’s vigilance—
Was absurdly high!
Tests came again and again, in three full waves!
On Lynn’s side, it all appeared calm and effortless.
But in truth, every time he cast the Divine Art 【Holy Protection Sigil】, trying to simulate the effect of Holy Flame, it was exhausting!
His Holy Radiance reserves were running dry fast.
The current situation was much like when he had gone all out to destroy the Abomination King with the angelic phantom before.
Running on fumes!
The incarnation could collapse and dissipate at any moment due to energy depletion.
The only trump card he had left—
Was to exploit a loophole, and unleash the final Divine Art: 【The Gate of Heaven】.
“Come on! Make a move, you cowardly old freak!”
Lynn’s heart burned with anxiety.
If this dragged on any longer, once his incarnation faded—
The act would be completely exposed!
With barely ten thousand people left in Lemon Port, there would be nowhere to run.
After all, Lemon Port was surrounded by sea on three sides.
And the only city gate faced directly toward that terrifying million-strong Undead army!
So Lynn wished the Rotting Lord would hurry and attack,
So he could execute the final step of his plan.
To gamble for that last sliver of hope to save everyone from despair!
……
At the center of the foul, rotting clouds—
Melunus still harbored some doubt. “He’s too decisive—far too decisive every single time!”
“Even if it were truly Michael’s incarnation, when facing these Fifth-tier grunts, he shouldn’t show absolutely no emotional fluctuation at all, should he?”
Its massive body trembled slightly out of suspicion.
That suppression from the very level of life itself was real.
The aura of Holy Flame couldn’t be faked either.
But why... did it still feel like the opponent was bluffing?
It couldn’t pinpoint what exactly was wrong.
It was just a sense—
A sense sharpened over countless years of existence, a predator’s instinct toward danger!
But now, the only one who could personally act to confirm it—
Was itself.
And as a peak Sixth-tier being—
The Rotting Lord Melunus had his own pride and confidence!
The Fifth-tier was a threshold.
It represented the initial mastery of the laws of heaven and earth, allowing one to harness them in battle or strengthen oneself.
But the Sixth-tier was a qualitative leap!
One must fully comprehend and even merge with a law of nature itself—
To be truly called Sixth-tier!
Melunus had devoted himself entirely to the Law of “Rot.”
A being who had fused deeply with it!
Mastery over this law was his greatest weapon!
“Hmph! Whether you’re the real Michael or a fake one—”
“In the face of absolute law, all illusions are but lies!”
A trace of ferocity flashed across Melunus’s gigantic eyes.
He decided to hesitate no longer!
Even if the opponent truly was that legendary existence, he would test it with his own hands!
However—
Though that massive mountain of flesh trembled, it did not advance personally.
Instead, the dark green, foul clouds surrounding it suddenly began to boil!
A wave of decay a hundred times stronger than before—
Surged directly toward Lemon Port!
This was no mere surge of energy—
But the terrifying power imbued with the Law of Rot itself!
Wherever the green mist passed—
The earth had completely lost its vitality, turning pitch-black and cracked.
The weeds at the base of the city wall—
Withered, rotted, and turned to ashes at a speed visible to the naked eye.
A few sparrows that failed to fly away in time were brushed by the edge of the green mist.
They couldn’t even let out a scream before their bodies swelled and decayed rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, nothing remained but a puddle of pus and a few feathers.
Even the solid stone bricks on the city wall began to show mottled traces of corrosion!
Decay—
The ultimate, most impartial destination of all living matter!
One of the natural laws inscribed between heaven and earth!
At this moment—
Melunus, with the might of a Sixth-tier being, forcefully unleashed his power, turning it into a torrent of destruction!
Within the city—
The remaining defenders and the citizens who had just gathered the courage to stand—
Turned deathly pale at the sight of what looked like the end of the world descending upon them.
Even the magic array trembled violently, as if it could collapse at any moment!
This had already far surpassed the realm of what mortals could resist!
But, oh but—!
Faced with such a devastating, all-destroying assault...
The Archangel atop the city wall did not retreat.
Instead, a faint trace of “as expected” seemed to flash across his face.
“Finally took the bait!”
Of course—
Lynn knew he had to keep up the act perfectly.
He hurriedly controlled the incarnation, maintaining that lofty, all-conquering posture.
Upon the halo-shrouded face—
A touch of dignified fury appeared at the perfect moment—
The natural wrath of a supreme being, after being repeatedly provoked by mere ants!
As if the exalted one above—
Had finally been angered by the filth below!
He—
Slowly raised—
That enormous sword blazing with golden Holy Flame.
For the first time, the blade pointed directly at the Rotting Lord.
Then came a calm, yet colder-than-ice voice carrying the supreme will of judgment—
Like thunder from the Ninth Heaven, crashing violently into the soul of every living being.
【Stubborn filth of corruption.】
【Thou hast trampled upon life and spread despair, thy sins boundless.】
【I have long shown tolerance, hoping thou wouldst repent.】
【Yet thou darest, with the strength of ants, to challenge divine might?】
【Here, in the name of Michael, I invoke the power of the Supreme Heaven...】
【To sentence thee and thy minions—to ultimate purification!】
The majestic proclamation echoed through heaven and earth.
Sacred and solemn—yet brimming with righteous slaughter.
Melunus’s colossal body suddenly stiffened.
A surge of unease exploded within him, rising to its peak!
“No—something’s wrong! He’s about to unleash his ultimate move!”
For the first time, terror appeared in his gaze. He instinctively tried to retreat or defend!
But—it was too late!
The very instant the words “ultimate purification” were uttered—
Lynn held nothing back.
He unleashed the final trace of Holy Radiance remaining within the incarnation.
“The Gate of Heaven—open!!”
At that moment, a vast, indescribable humming sound reverberated through heaven and earth!
It was as though the entire space trembled in response!
Before the city wall, the void itself was violently torn apart by an irresistible power!
There appeared—
A massive, milk-white portal of grandeur and holiness beyond words.
The portal rose a hundred meters high,
Its edges flowing with golden sacred runes,
Radiating a brilliant Holy Light that illuminated heaven and earth!
Within the gate—
There was not a pitch-black void,
But a pure, warm world filled with endless life and light!
Vaguely visible inside were countless angels flying and chanting—
Their sacred hymns washing over every soul!
That supreme, divine presence—
Swept across the land like a tidal wave!
It was none other than the Divine Art—【The Gate of Heaven】!