Superhumans of the Dome City-Chapter 1283 - 132: Starlight Ablaze, Dawn Pierces the Endless Night (Part 4)

The drama speaks the actual truth, Alandia’s power of the Holy Grail could not match the Holy Grail, and Gongsun Ce, lacking stature, could not participate in the divine battle. The Power of Coincidence accelerated logical development in an instant, and the stalemate quickly shattered by Uranos’s violence. King Morton’s sword light gradually thinned as the savage gust of fists approached the chariot with murderous intent. The Dawn Knight held the longsword upright, confronting the enemy with its blade, the power of the Holy Grail shot from her sword to the battlefield, yet it was not the defense against the attack. That power bypassed the battling kings, coalescing in the sky as a pure white star.

The star’s glow was gentle and calm, an "indicator" unrelated to battle, embodying the symbolism of "morning star", illuminating the way in the night, leading the way for distant travelers. After the star’s ascension, it dispersed into countless stardust, opening a direct road to the west in the high sky. At the end of the road, another light responded, bright and holy, fervent as fire!

Alandia raised her longsword, shouting the glorious name in her heart like every righteous knight: "The Breaker of righteousness, the Radiant banisher of evil, Holy Fire Knight of the Morton Royal Knights! Respond to the call of the stars, participate in the solemn and righteous battle!"

At that moment, brilliant golden streaks crossed the sky, shining like a patrolling comet. Its light came from the west of the north continent, from an island away from the continent, so pure and dazzling that even the strands weaving fate couldn’t stop it. It effortlessly pierced through the limits of the arena of enmity, falling into the theater under Situ Yi’s startled gaze. A simple slash in the fire flames, charred like ink yet burning hot like the sun, the slash blended with King Morton’s sword light, completely overpowering Divine King Uranos’s attack. The purple giant fist burned to ashes in the blaze, and the hundred-foot tall Divine King had an arm severed by the might of this sword!

After a brief burst, the firelight immediately gathered, revealing the true form of the arrival. It was a suit of charred black armor, the cross star at the center of the chest guarded by a golden circle, resembling a black sun. The forged armor plates emitted a clear, ringing sound, assembling into the familiar voice of the elder, a voice growing with the burning flames, ultimately grand as the proclamation of the ancient giant god.

"Holy Fire Knight Macrow Wright, arriving on the battlefield!"

The golden Holy Fire within the armor surged forth, gathering next to King Morton as a blazing human form. Though his physique was not robust, appearing slightly hunched due to age, his eyes remained sharp and bright, witnessing the capital’s changes over decades, witnessing generations of young people’s growth. He was the previous bearer of the Holy Fire Armor, the elder once possessed by Situ Yi, whose last remnant soul was preserved by the Silent King after the battle four years ago. He is Morton’s country’s ultimate strong support, the Holy Fire Knight safeguarding righteousness!

"Radiant...!"

Situ Yi was frozen, this was an absolutely unexpected variable. He had forcibly separated Spirit Light using the Power of Coincidence, yet the remnant soul that had all its memories consumed shouldn’t have space for a persistent personality. Macrow Wright should have died four years ago; he was not a Spiritual Image Mage, he had no justified cause for resurrection, even the script had recorded his death! Situ Yi was genuinely out of sorts, waving his arms and shouting like a child unable to accept a dramatic ending: "How is this possible?! There’s no reason? By what means do you live?... by what means do you live!!"

The elder smiled without speaking, Gongsun Ce remembered the various events from years ago, recalling the "unnecessary action" Silent King had taken in that battle. He thought of the black-red fire light flickering quietly amidst the broken armor, a will as weak as a candle in the wind, waiting for the moment to reignite.

He had waited for so long, witnessing the joys and sorrows of the kingdom over four years within the armor, witnessing the usurper Grey manipulating power to deceive the populace. Until Resurrection Mage Loninus woke again three months ago, could he once more see light in the form of "a living spirit." Gongsun Ce couldn’t imagine how lonely a pilgrimage that was, he fiercely blinked and roared at the heartless demon: "By honor and justice!"

"Well said, Gongsun Knight!" The old knight laughed aloud, "Now go forth, for honor and justice!"

Uranos dropped his punch alongside Situ Yi’s madness, King Morton actively intercepted the divine king’s attack, as if the ancient king also felt his will, vying for the last moment of brilliance for this elderly knight. Macrow chant ancient spells, strides toward his enemy, the Soul Burning Holy Fire’s power surging with his longsword, even death can’t block his light. He raised his longsword to slash out, breaking through layers of obstruction, incinerating the false divine king!

Chaos ascends burning in the Holy Fire, Situ Yi couldn’t withstand the two combined attacks. He was inherently unskilled in frontal battle, and after losing the chance to manipulate people’s hearts, he was now driven into a corner by successive shocking changes. In a panic, he constructed countless clones within the theater to hide from view, obscuring his form with layer upon layer of threads, using terrain to hide beneath the stage.

The Divine Theater continuously surged like a creature creating obstructions, with Gongsun Ce driving the chariot through the scattering firelight straight ahead. As he drove, he had been accumulating power, for Alandia spoke of "just like then."

During the battle that year she entrusted the crucial blow to her companion, and the battle today would also be reversed by him!

The ash figure emerged behind Gongsun Ce, Free Immortal Mandala fully triggered. The figure’s hand vigorously elevated Tribulation Flame, with resolute explosion regardless of retreat. The cannon barrel surrogate was reforged in the blaze into a colossal cannon exceeding chariot scale, the barrel raised vertically in tandem with Gongsun Ce’s hatred, channeling revenge into a black-red torrent shooting skyward.

"Evil Karmic Fire · Thousand Curses Cannon!" Gongsun Ce roared.

Blood-red cannon fire descended from the sky, the demonic flow of Karmic Fire transformed into a thousand fire crows, the birds of revenge swiftly traversing every corner of the city, forming a causal demonic flow sweeping through the theater. They will pierce through Situ Yi’s interference, replacing his decoys stitch by stitch. In an instant, all obstacles were cleared by the fire crows, the core cannon fire pinpointed the true enemy, reassembled thousand fire crows forging inevitable karmic demonic flow, it penetrated the ground into the Divine Theater’s interior, directly striking Situ Yi’s skull!

"—Ah!!!!!"

The man’s wail was so wretched it didn’t sound human, he writhed covering his face like a pathetic worm. Heart-piercing bone-eroding pain penetrated the body like a thousand blades simultaneously, Tribulation Flame scorched his face rendering it bloody, turning him into what he pursued as "faceless."

Gongsun Ce pursued the cannon fire in the chariot, calling out to distant companions: "Brother, Orianna, take down that ugly god!"