Chapter 1254

"Stop!"

"I am the Commander of the Twelfth Army of the Tiger Fang Divine Army under the Lord of the Ancient God Clan, 'Master of the Spearhead'!"

"Do you wish to be locked in eternal enmity with the Great Lord of Frostbound!"

"Stop right now!!"

Amidst a vast expanse of calamitous power.

The Commander of the Twelfth Army of the Tiger Fang Divine Army, his eyes bloodshot, frantically surged left and right, roaring in fury and desperation.

He was a mid-tier True God of the Sixth Lunar Phase, his power astonishing.

Even though the calamitous power was terrifying beyond measure.

Much of it had been scattered before him.

And precisely because of this, he saw countless of his soldiers meet horrific deaths.

But no matter how he roared.

No matter how wildly his divine power surged and swept.

He could only affect calamitous power within a radius of dozens of kilometers.

"Who dares defy our Divine Lord—"

"Shall be slain."

A cold, heartless voice suddenly rang out.

The next instant.

A terrifying black sword light, as if about to cleave the world itself, slashed down violently!

The sword light blazed.

Faintly,

it seemed as if billions of sentient beings wailed within it, enduring endless calamity.

"Show yourself!"

The Twelfth Army Commander roared, his face twisted in fury, his battle sword thrusting wildly toward the descending sword light.

A full-power strike from a mid-tier True God of the Sixth Lunar Phase—

It was utterly terrifying.

Even a mid-sized realm spanning over a million kilometers before him

would have shattered by half under this blow!

The divine might was so immense

it was as if six blazing lunar phases had suddenly exploded.

But—

The black sword light, carrying calamitous power that terrified even the gods, effortlessly split the thrusting battle sword in two!

A mid-tier divine artifact—

Was split cleanly down the middle!

As if a knife cut through butter, or a craftsman split a bamboo stalk—so smooth it seemed not a mid-tier divine artifact, but a rotting log!

Boom!!

Under the Twelfth Army Commander's horrified expression,

the terrifying sword light struck his divine body directly.

The thousands upon thousands of protective barriers that erupted instantly—

Were as flimsy as paper, offering not the slightest resistance.

"You…"

"You are…"

The Twelfth Army Commander, utterly terrified, tried to speak.

But his mouth opened, he uttered only a few words—then his entire divine body exploded violently.

His divine core split off.

His divine soul, filled with terror, sought to flee with the divine core.

But all around him,

the endless calamitous power surged like sharks scenting blood, rushing violently toward the center.

Time itself seemed to lose its effect.

In an instant,

the divine core of the Sixth Lunar Phase was frozen in place, utterly immobile.

"No—!"

A piercing cry of the divine soul rang out.

But it was instantly drowned by the boundless calamitous power.

Not far away,

the black calamitous power rose and fell heavily.

The Calamity Knight 'Nazgul' sat motionless on his warhorse, one hand gripping his knightly greatsword.

His body stood straight, clad in ancient black battle armor, like a spear planted firm.

The next instant,

he turned his horse without expression and rode toward another direction.

Not long after.

Another piercing, utterly harrowing shriek rang out.

The commander of the Eleventh Army, who was likewise at the Sixfold Full Moon realm—

was also cut down in a single sword strike.

……

The vast, pitch-black calamity force field had only shrouded the heavens for half a quarter-hour before it slowly dissipated.

There were no corpses.

There was no blood.

There were no shattered divine artifacts or battle armor.

The entire sky was a clear, washed blue, as if nothing at all had happened before.