Chapter 1819: Second Astral Black Hole
The rest of the Prima Deities were locked in an intense and brutal conflict, blood splattering everywhere and staining the battlefield crimson. The fierce struggle between the two forces was savage and relentless.
Though the warriors under the Dragon Empress were unable to completely overwhelm their opponents, thanks tothe powerful Depravita occupying and suppressing the strongest enemy combatants, they were gradually pushing toward victory.
Yet none could afford complacency. Overhead, apocalyptic explosions continued to escalate in intensity and scale, each blast greater and more devastating than the last.
The escalating destruction above was becoming increasingly dangerous, a glaring reminder that the battle’s outcome was far from settled. Even more troubling for the warriors loyal to Tiamat was their growing awareness of their Empress’s weakening aura. It was apparent that she was no longer holding the advantage, her power visibly waning under the onslaught from her formidable foes.
Anger, frustration, and helplessness swelled within Tiamat’s followers. Many of them wished to assist their leader, some willing to lay their lives for her. Yet they knew that victory in their current fight was essential before they could even attempt to intervene in the celestial clash above. Thus, they continued their fierce struggle, driven by urgency and determination, aware that their very survival depended on it.
In the highest heavens, the confrontation between Tiamat, the Lord of Ages, and the Star Archdeity was approaching a terrifying climax. The Dragon Empress bore severe injuries all across her majestic form—wounds that were a grim testament to the cost of battling two Archdeities simultaneously. Her once flawless body were now marred by bloody gashes and scorched flesh, each wound pulsating with pain and draining her divine strength.
Yet her adversaries also suffered terribly. The Lord of Ages, though powerful, struggled visibly to contain old, lingering injuries, his lifeforce fluctuating chaotically. Meanwhile, the Star Archdeity bore a gruesome claw-mark across his chest, an injury so severe it fractured bones and ripped muscles, causing immense agony with every move.
Despite their injuries, both Archdeities wore sinister smiles, confident in their shared advantage. They maintained control over the battle’s tempo, confident that their alliance would eventually exhaust the Dragon Empress. With each clash, they edged closer to delivering a lethal final strike.
Summoning their ruthless determination and overwhelming killing intent, the elder and younger Archdeities charged forward once more. The Star Archdeity brandished his sword, releasing a surging ocean of stellar energy, while the Lord of Ages unleashed torrents of ghastly souls bound by chains and hooks, their haunting cries echoing through the void.
Tiamat’s eyes, cold and fiercely defiant, acknowledged her desperate circumstances, yet no fear took root within her heart. Summoning her waning power, she ignited five enormous suns, each burning with different destructive intensities, and hurled them forward in a spectacular act of defiance.