Chapter 312: The Last Defense of the World

They didn't trust themselves, deliberately enclosing themselves in the absolute shield and fought the Champion for two days, depleting his order energy. Meanwhile, the strongest among them hid in the infinite chaos and darkness, waiting for the opportune moment to strike.

A complete pincer attack, striking from both inside and outside.

No matter how strong the Monarch's army was, it couldn't withstand attacks from both points, especially one that is outside of his Monarch's Dominion. The crown wouldn't withstand an attack of such magnitude either, not with the burden it carries and protects.

[HAHAHAHA]

Victory was within their reach, so they no longer cared about this fight. They unleashed their most powerful attacks without defending at all, contaminating the crown in unlimited chaos. This absolute shield was the only thing standing between them and victory. Without this crown, the Champion would be like a fish on the chopping board, ready to be sacrificed.

The same was for the third Overlord, as he contaminated the crown from the outside, aiming to break the absolute shield.

(Not good)

On the other hand, the Monarch frowned. The last Overlord was much more powerful than the two giants, so much so that even he knew he couldn't win in a fair fight.

A level 4, low stellar...

His crown was receiving the combined attack of two High Destroyers, a low stellar, and trillions from the monster army. Even the absolute shield showed cracks after some time, but it couldn't be blamed. The crown was protecting the world, the souls of trillions from the shadow army, and the Champion. The crown is the purest state of order, but even with this weight, the crown was slowly being tainted by chaos. The cursed mark of the Overlords was suppressing order.

[My king, at this rate, we will lose...]

Arriving instantly at his position, the giant ant bowed while showing a helpless expression.

As soldiers of the shadow, they depended heavily on the crown. Facing soul and destiny attacks, the crown was their only defense against the Overlords. Otherwise, even they would be helpless against beings that can destroy destiny and souls, as well as corrupt their origins into unlimited chaos.

"I know..."

Acknowledging his soldier's words, his giant armor grew in size. His magical power was depleting, and the power of order was becoming scarcer. At this rate, he could only ask for help from his fellow Champions. However, by the time they arrive, everything might be over. But as long as there is hope, he will fight to the end.

"We will win as much time as we can. I've sent a message to the Empress... She..."

*Creak.....

He didn't finish his words when a huge fissure formed in the crown, and the third Overlord had entered the world...

[LOVE GRANTS OTHERS THE POWER TO DESTROY... THOSE LIVING IN ORDER WILL NEVER UNDERSTAND OUR LOVE]

Opening her arms, the Overlord showed her figure for the first time, being a beautiful woman with long pink hair and a pair of long horns. She was dressed like a vagabond, revealing much of her pale skin. She had an expression of complete joy, while several tears rolled down her eyes, as if she were enduring a tormented pain...

[LOVE! LOVE! LOVE! FEEL MY LOVE!]

Following her words, giant hands invisible to the human eye emerged from her back, tightly gripping the rotating crown in the world, corrupting the shining crown with chaos and darkness.

Even though the giant arms were invisible, the Monarch could clearly see each of them, contaminating his crown.

"It's already too late..."

Even if his companions hurry to come, the fate was already sealed. These three Overlords aimed for his crown. By the time reinforcements arrive, the world will have been destroyed, and he will have been killed...

*Fummmmmmm

But as he contemplated his options and prepared a countermeasure, the world's time stopped, trapping everyone in a bubble of reality and time...

"It's okay, my love... You've done enough for me... You have to go; Mother will be fine. You don't have to worry."

A woman of a lamentable appearance materialized, smiling at the Monarch. She was very thin, and her skin was so pale that she looked like a sick human who had just escaped from a hospital.

This woman was the dying will of the world, who, with her last breath, trapped the invaders in a bubble, giving time for her son to escape. She knew very well that at this rate, her son would fall.

As the mother of all, she didn't want her most precious son to suffer and perish with her. The Monarch still had to live...

"Mother..."

On the other hand, the Monarch opened his mouth in surprise. The world is powerful, capable of trapping these invaders. However, it is also fragile because she loves her children so much that she won't hesitate to use the last of her power for them.

The Overlords had devoured much of her power, leaving her in this lamentable state.

"Go, my son... It's okay. I don't want to see any more of my children fall."

With a warm smile, the woman touched the Monarch's cheek. He is her protector, but even she knows that they can't solve everything, just like her...

Even now, the reality bubble is trembling as the Overlords inside it struggle to get out. The Monarch knows this, so he shakes his head while sighing...

"I'm tired... So tired."

"Darling?"

Tilting her head in confusion, the woman looked at her son, who smiled bitterly and sighed heavily.

"I'm so tired, Mother. I want to rest."

It had been many years since he became a Champion, and during this time, he fought many battles, he and his army. Many Overlords have fallen by his powerful army, and many worlds have been saved. Even his original world was saved by him.

He had spent so much time building his powerful army that his powers slowly advanced until he became what he is now...

A powerful High Destroyer, one step away from being a low stellar.

A bit more, and he would have advanced further.

He was sure that if he were to face the female Overlord one-on-one, he would win. Even if all three of them joined forces and fought at the beginning, he could still win. Unfortunately, he fell into the trap of the Overlords; much of his power was consumed by his immortal army, and his Crown protected many, leaving him defenseless against the Low Stellar Overlord. This pincer attack left him impotent, proving that his Crown wasn't invincible after all.

They had pinpointed his weakness...

But it was okay; he was very tired after all.

He had seen his mother die, his sister, his wife, his children, and his grandchildren had all left the world to enter the cycle of reincarnation. Even his legacy among his people had disappeared.

No one recounted his legend, no one could remember him.

Only he continued his fight. He had sacrificed so much for the world; his body had been destroyed many times, yet he continued his struggle. He and his army lived for battles and bloodshed, continuing to fight until today.

It was time for his fight to end, time to rest.

He had heard that a new Champion had been born, a child who embarked on this path.

So even if he falls in this place, there was someone who would replace him. It was selfish since many of his comrades suffered the same fate, especially his leader, the Empress. Unlike him, she couldn't fall, and her fight was the longest among all existing Champions. She could be considered his mentor.

She is the embodiment of tenacity and the will never to surrender.

That's why he could rest peacefully.

So, his 'Crown' began to rotate again, and his dagger broke, revealing a small fragment. The woman, seeing it, opened her eyes in surprise.

"Bellion, Beru, Igris...."

{Yes, my king} x3

Calling his most loyal soldiers, the Monarch smiled as he saw them as humble as ever. The three knelt, raising their heads while looking at the fragment in their lord's hand. They knew what that fragment of light meant.

"This is our last fight. Thank you for fighting by my side all these years. You are the only ones who stayed with me until the end."

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TN: noooooo my sung dripwoo 🥹