At the center of the explosion, the massive interstellar vessel completely disintegrated, with metal scraps and components scattering across the cosmos, still erupting in a chain of explosions.
All the remaining liches within the vessel perished in the blast, leaving not even a trace behind.
However, even with such a devastating explosion, the Lich Archmage remained undefeated.
Using the Divine Eye, you gazed through the lingering energy of the blast and saw a towering figure standing unshaken in the void. It was none other than the Lich Archmage, who had survived Hyper Zetton's self-destruction.
Fortunately, Hyper Zetton's sacrifice wasn't entirely in vain. The Lich Archmage sustained some damage more precisely, its staff did.
The vibrant red gem atop the staff bore a visible crack, and as it fractured, the Lich Archmage's overwhelmingly powerful aura began to weaken. Strangely, its strength seemed to diminish to the point of nearly dropping below Monarch level!
"Could it be that the red gem is somehow linked to the Lich Archmage?"
"If the gem is destroyed, the Archmage's power level decreases? That's suspicious!"
Overlooking the ravaged battlefield, Bai Ze stroked his chin, lost in thought.
Typically, when a creature ascends to a certain level, their power becomes stable. It shouldn't drop simply due to external attacks.
This means the gem must be intricately connected to the Lich Archmage!
By the middle of the Third Era: The cosmic battleground here saw the complete annihilation of the Meteorite Insect Clan. All were eradicated. While thousands of liches fell in the process, their enormous numbers rendered such losses negligible.
On the other hand, the Lich Archmage was incensed by the crack in the red gem on its staff. With a mere gesture, it commanded its fleet to accelerate, launching a swift counterattack on your planet in retaliation.
On your home planet, the three clans struggled to hold their ground. Their forces were systematically decimated in self-sacrificial defense. Other than Taotie, the two remaining leaders were gravely injured and rendered incapable of further combat.
Following the Meteorite Insect Clan's defeat, wave after wave of liches flooded the planet, wreaking widespread destruction and plunging the three clans into despair.
Suspended above the planet, the Lich Archmage's blood-red eyes gleamed like a demonic specter. It raised its staff high, conjuring a swirling black vortex that engulfed the skies over your homeworld.
Within the vortex churned chaos and filth, as if countless shadowy dragons were writhing and coiling within. As the staff descended, a beam of energy amassed within the vortex and shot downward.
The immense energy beam blanketed one side of the planet, an abyssal, destructive force resembling the maw of a dragon descending with a roar.
The creatures on the ground had no time to react, and even Taotie was rendered helpless. At that moment, enormous vines and trees rose from the ground, weaving together to form a massive shield, sheltering the remaining creatures.
Aurora took action. Sharing a power level comparable to Hyper Zetton's, she controlled the plants to intercept the beam directly. The clashing forces unleashed shockwaves, scattering across the land and triggering chain explosions.
Explosions tore through the landscape, storms raged, and the ecosystem of the homeworld was devastated. Ninety-nine percent of all life was wiped out.
After a grueling confrontation, Aurora could hold no longer. A full-power attack from a Monarch-level creature in rage was beyond her ability to withstand.
The plant shield shattered, and the despair-inducing beam crashed onto the surface, unleashing a wave of destruction that drowned the planet in darkness, dooming it to eternal night.
"It seems... it's over."
Bai Ze shook his head, his heart heavy with disappointment.
Not even his strongest subordinate, Hyper Zetton, had been able to inflict lasting harm on the Lich Archmage.
What chance did the remaining creatures have?
However, Bai Ze was troubled by one thing he hadn't anticipated the liches' ability to communicate through their tendrils, nor had he expected reinforcements to include the Lich Archmage, the supreme commander of the liches, personally entering the fray.
A true Monarch-level being... what could Bai Ze possibly use to counter it?
As the chaotic beam subsided and the vortex above your homeworld vanished, the land was barren of life. Every creature lay dead, their remains reduced to nothing. Only Aurora clung to life, but this was deliberate.
The Lich Archmage, its form flickering like a ghost, took a step forward and appeared before the fallen Aurora. It seized her by the neck, lifting her frail body high.
In its imposing presence, Aurora's petite form seemed utterly powerless, as if it could crush her with the slightest effort.
The Lich Archmage said nothing. Its gaze shifted to her heart, where the Sacred Wood Heart still pulsed faintly. A sinister smile spread across its face one of joy and vindication.
"What is it planning?"
Bai Ze leaned forward, straining to see more clearly. His eyes widened as he witnessed a horrifying scene.
The Lich Archmage extended its other hand, plunging it directly into Aurora's chest. Scalding blood flowed as it forcibly tore the Sacred Wood Heart from her body.
The unbearable pain caused Aurora to briefly lose consciousness. With the Sacred Wood Heart in hand, the Lich Archmage discarded her limp body like refuse.
Aurora, barely clinging to life, stared at the Archmage through blurred vision. In her final moments, she heard it mutter strange words.
"Praise the Great Lich God."
"Glory to the Great Lich God."
"At last, I have found the means to resurrect you."
"The Sacred Wood Heart... I can finally come to you."
With those fragmented words, Aurora took her last breath and passed into oblivion.
And so, your creatures perished, and your planet's ecosystem was irreparably damaged, incapable of fostering life again. This simulation has concluded.
"..."
For a long time after the simulation ended, Bai Ze remained silent.
Not because he was stunned, but because he had been reflecting on how to handle this immense challenge.
"Sigh... forget it."
"System, show me the Creation Points earned this round."
Ding! Based on the data above, the host has earned 20,000 Creation Points in this simulation!
"20,000 Creation Points?"
It was a small comfort to Bai Ze.
After all, what he had just experienced was indescribably frustrating.
He had thought he had reached the pinnacle, only to be mercilessly cast back down. The fall had been painful indeed.
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