332 Adam's Demise
*Whoosh!*
Scorching black flames surged forward like a raging tide, roaring toward the Hanging Gardens of Babylon. The terrifying heat seemed to turn the entire sky into a purgatory.
Without enough time to set up proper defenses, Semiramis could only hastily gather the black panels to block the attack in front of the Hanging Gardens of Babylon.
"Damn it!"
Watching as the black flames consumed another piece of the black panel, turning it into nothingness, Semiramis couldn't help but grimace. This was already the eighth piece of black panels that had been destroyed. A few more hits and Hanging Gardens of Babylon's defensive capabilities would be completely gone.
She couldn't repeat the previous move.
With Medea's temple destroyed earlier, she could no longer repair the Hanging Gardens of Babylon. This meant that every attack from Nidhogg now inflicted true, actual damage.
However, what really frustrated her was that even with a section of the Hanging Gardens of Babylon destroyed, this damn dragon still appeared unscathed!
It was not that her attacks were ineffective against Nidhogg; after all, the Hanging Gardens of Babylon was a Noble Phantasm designed for such battles. The real problem was that the dragon's regenerative abilities were simply outrageous!
She witnessed it firsthand—every time Nidhogg sustained an injury, a burst of green light would flash at the wound, and it would immediately heal.
The speed of its recovery was absurd!
Since the start of the battle, she had inflicted over twenty effective blows on Nidhogg, but each time, they were promptly healed. Such formidable regenerative capabilities rivaled those of legendary immortality!
Facing such a resilient opponent, Semiramis was losing her patience.
If this continued, it wouldn't be long before the Hanging Gardens of Babylon became battered.
"What's going on? Wasn't everything supposed to be going smoothly? Why hasn't the Holy Grail been taken out yet?!"
Through gritted teeth, Semiramis glared in the direction of the Fortress of Millennia, but in the next moment, she suddenly froze.
"What is that?"
Above the Fortress of Millennia, a deep and eerie black sun had appeared at some point, emitting a terrifying suction force that sucked everything around it into oblivion.
The giant golem, Adam, inheriting Avicebron's wisdom, not only possessed formidable learning abilities but also a strong sense of danger. Sensing the terrifying pull from the black hole, it immediately recognized the threat the black hole posed.
*BOOM!* *BOOM!*
Adam stomped its feet hard, sinking deep into the ground to resist the pull from the black hole. Though temporarily immobilized, as long as it remained on the earth, it would continue to grow, eventually becoming powerful enough to ignore the black hole's gravitational pull.
Naturally, Arkhan couldn't just stand idly by and watch all this happen.
"Void Archives - Seventh Plural Mimicry, Rain and Heaven!"
Countless black circles appeared behind Arkhan, illuminating the surroundings brilliantly. He raised his hand and with a swift motion, spears shot out from the circles, bombarding the knees of the massive golem.
*BOOM!* *BOOM!* *BOOM!* *BOOM!*
At this moment, Adam hadn't reached the point of invincibility. Under such swift and concentrated attacks, its regenerative abilities couldn't keep up with the pace of destruction. Once both legs were shattered, it wouldn't be able to stabilize its body, inevitably being pulled into the sky by the black hole.
Without the blessing from the earth, Arkhan had countless ways to easily deal with Adam.
Inheriting the wisdom of Avicebron, Adam naturally understood this deeply. It knew it was on the verge of life and death. It wasn't afraid to die, but if its task was not completed, it would resist to the end.
"I WiLL sAvE ThE WoRlD—!!!" Adam yelled with a distorted voice.
*BOOM!* *BOOM!* *BOOM!* *BOOM!* *BOOM!*
Golden spears tore through the night like arrows, followed by deafening explosions. One of Adam's feet was undoubtedly shattered, but the other remained intact.
However, just before other spears hit, Adam blocked them with its own hands in front of its foot, intercepting the attack.
*BOOM!*
Adam's hands were torn apart in an instant, but this sacrifice brought corresponding benefits. Though it stood unsteadily, Adam still stood on the ground, not completely separated from the earth as Arkhan had anticipated.
"Caster, perhaps your golem truly can rewrite and save this world, transforming it into a paradise..."
Arkhan spoke calmly, his gaze fixed on Adam, seemingly unfazed by the thwarting of his attack.
At the same time, Adam's body began to recover. As long as it stood on the earth, even with only one foot, it would continue to receive the blessing from the earth.
"Adam, you indeed have gained wisdom but overlooked the most basic thing—your creator's dream, your purpose... should be created by the people of this era with their own hands, not achieved through the obsession of the deceased."
Another immense surge of magical energy rose.
Adam looked in astonishment as a crimson thunder, made of pure magical energy, descended toward its remaining leg.
"This is the evil sword that destroyed my father—Clarent Blood Arthur!"
A girl's furious roar echoed as a crimson thunder, condensed from pure magical energy, instantly severed Adam's last remaining leg!
*BOOOM—!*
*ROOOAAARRR—!!!*
Adam roared in anger, but pitifully, it couldn't change the predetermined outcome.
With both legs gone, Adam could no longer control its body, being pulled toward the sky by the power of the black hole.
Separated from the earth, Adam could no longer receive the blessing from the earth.
"You should return to your own place of origin. Your creator's obsession should also come to an end here."
Arkhan spoke calmly, his eyes flashing as he raised Abyss Flower in his hand, the radiance of the sacred lily pattern illuminating everything.
"I am the darkness that consumes all, I am the light that nurtures all."
"I existed before the dawn of creation and will remain after the annihilation."
"Abyss Flower, First Power - Banish Bloom!"
*WHOOSH—!*
Pure and pristine, without a trace of impurity, the pure white light pillar illuminated the night, weaving a dreamy and enchanting brilliance.
Everyone instinctively stopped their actions, holding their breath for this overwhelmingly beautiful scene.
Even Adam itself was affected.
The giant golem made of stone, wood, and soil couldn't help but reach out its hand toward the beautiful white light. Even as its own body faded inch by inch, it couldn't resist wanting to feel more of this warmth belonging to 'creation'.
'So, this is the true meaning of life... Then, what exactly is it that one should pursue at all costs...?
The pure white pillar pierced through Adam's massive body, shattering both its core and head.
As a result, the giant golem created by Avicebron, at great cost, met its inevitable demise.
===
"Looks like your plan has failed." Vlad said, eyeing the giant golem that had vanished completely, before turning to Karna with a smirk.
To be honest, Vlad was startled when he received the news of Caster's betrayal from Darnic. He almost thought it was a classic scenario repeating itself. Fortunately, this time his comrades were more reliable, with Rider stepping up at a critical moment, defeating the giant golem plus guarding the Greater Grail.
Hearing Vlad's mock, Karna lowered his eyes slightly, his expression unchanged. For him, such a one-sided battle was not unprecedented.
"I wonder how long your magical energy can hold out, son of the sun?" Vlad sneered, thrusting his spear into the ground.
*Whoosh—!*
In an instant, countless black iron stakes emerged from the ground, aiming at Karna.
"Long enough to deal with you." Karna replied indifferently.
*Bssst—*
He lifted his god-slaying spear, releasing fiery flames that melted the iron stakes, then charged toward Vlad like a cannonball.
===
"Tch, after planning for so long, is this the best you can do? How boring..."
Ozymandias spoke disdainfully as he watched the demise of the giant golem in the air. After a moment, his gaze shifted slightly downward, toward the three figures fighting inside his temple.
It had to be admitted that Saber of Black's addition indeed brought considerable pressure to Berserker.
Facing two great heroes, Berserker was somewhat overwhelmed.
Since a while ago, she had been continuously suppressed, without any means of retaliation. The blessings on her body were also fading rapidly, indicating she wouldn't hold on much longer.
"There isn't even one reliable fellow among them... Looks like I'll have to rely on myself in the end, huh..." Ozymandias muttered with disappointment.
He rose slowly from his throne, scepter in hand, exuding a heavy aura as if a dormant dragon had just opened its eyes.
"People without light, be prepared to witness the magnificent glory of the pharaoh!"
