Chapter 133: A Mere Humanity's Final Trial

Accompanied by the breath of the Tyrant's Light Wheel, countless black paper slips fluttered down from the sky.

Black game documents are nothing rare; abusing Host Authority turns one into a Demon King, and after a Demon King deploys Host Authority, they can forcibly drag others into their own Gift Game regardless of their will.

In Little Garden, especially at the Four-digit level, who hasn't encountered a few ordinary Demon Kings?

What is truly rare is a blank game document.

Every Gift Game has a game document to indicate the game content and victory conditions; perhaps there exist a few Gift Games that do not state the conditions clearly, but those have merely used some small tricks to hide them.

The act of hiding itself is part of the game content.

But only the Gift Game of Humanity's Final Trial is genuinely devoid of any game document.

The Final Trial is a trial against the existing macrocosm, against the entire Little Garden; everything in the existing world is part of the game, and every life in the existing world is a participant in the game.

If a Demon King is someone who abuses Host Authority to forcibly drag others into their own Gift Game, then Humanity's Final Trial is the inclusion of the entire world into the Gift Game.

As the blank black paper fell, the atmosphere of the entire game field stagnated for an instant.

"Oh my, things have truly gotten serious now."

Meili said with a cheeky grin; although she had no way to overcome Absolute Evil, it was common knowledge that when the sky falls, there are taller people to hold it up.

And clearly, in this game, her height really couldn't be counted as tall; in fact, she was the short one right here.

Regardless of height, ability, or even fame.

She was nothing more than a small Mage.

"Two great heroes, Absolute Evil has broken free, won't you two hurry up and think of a way?"

Meili said flatteringly to Heracles and Thor, while Su Nian also ceased his movements, simply using a virus to treat the wounds on Kalki's body and collecting a bit of his Spirit Status data.

He curiously picked up Mjolnir, the hammer of the Thunder God, which had just been melted into slag by the highest-ranking heat-based Gift, the Tyrant's Light Wheel.

"This thing is really well-made; to think it still left remnants after taking a hit from the Tyrant's Light Wheel."

And then, with absolutely no integrity, Su Nian stuffed the remaining few taels of slag directly into his pocket.

Unlike the leisurely Su Nian, Heracles and Thor both wore grave expressions at this moment.

No one knew better than them what Humanity's Final Trial represented.

That is a Demon King that even God Groups absolutely cannot contend with; back when Canary and the others faced Azi Dahaka, not to mention how many Four-digit heroes there were, there were even quite a few God Kings who had undergone Descent to Human.

As for now, even adding those who rushed over for the Leo Sun Authority, it would be good if they had even half of what the Arcadia Alliance had when they faced the Absolute Evil back then.

What was even more desperate was that there were no wise figures like Canary present here now.

Combat power might be easy to gather, but heroes with corresponding command ability who could also command respect were rare.

If they did not twist the Four-digits here into a single rope, they would undoubtedly be defeated.

As for now? Heracles and Thor just smiled and said nothing.

Just visibly, there were quite a few who simply withdrew; after all, those Three-digit God Kings who had undergone Descent to Human, and many Gods and Buddhas who had worked hard to grow to the Four-digit level, were not willing to sacrifice their lives for Humanity's Final Trial.

Those willing to sacrifice had already been sacrificed by Canary over two hundred years ago.

For a time, everyone showed their own special prowess.

A golden fox phantom sank straight into the earth.

A wheel of silver moonlight slowly dissipated.

Even in the forest that had been left in shambles by the aftermath, the leaves bloomed with a faint glimmer.

There were also those who transformed into various Phantom Beasts and scattered like birds and beasts.

Except for the few present, there was simply no one willing to stay.

"What is Indra doing, how could he let the three-headed dragon get out!"

Heracles, who had been silent for a long time, couldn't help but curse; this seal shouldn't be considered weak, right? Was it that easy to break?

He knew all too well the sacrifices Arcadia had made back then to seal the Absolute Evil.

And what was even more distressing was that he had no idea how much the Absolute Evil had recovered by now.

"If you've got guts, come up quickly and follow me to check on the situation of the three-headed dragon; if you don't, get lost, don't get in the way here!"

Heracles said coldly, simultaneously throwing the wooden boat in his hand onto the ground, where it transformed into the Argo, which could carry countless heroes.

He waited for the heroes with the ambition to stop the three-headed dragon to appear here.

"Count me in, when have I, Thor, ever been a coward!!"

Thor shouted loudly, sitting in the front row of the Argo without hesitation, while simultaneously taking out a battle axe that seemed to be entwined with countless thunderstorms.

"Sure enough, it was useful to have the dwarves forge an extra weapon back then."

As the Nordic God Group, which regarded Ragnarök as their worldview, the Nordic gods had never feared death; naturally, how could a mere Humanity's Final Trial make him fear and retreat?

Back during the war against Dystopia, the Nordic God Group was almost wiped out, yet there wasn't a single warrior who retreated; they even intended to use Ragnarök to send off all the Main Gods, in hopes of catalyzing a human hero capable of subjugating Dystopia.

Although he didn't know if this Thor was indeed that Thor from the North, just based on this fearless attitude, what harm was there in regarding him as that Thor?

But then again, does the Thor of Little Garden have a Storm Axe as a weapon???

Su Nian was quite bewildered.

But bewilderment aside, Su Nian still directly threw the dumbfounded Kalki onto the Argo, and incidentally sat on it himself.

Meili and Aishiliya were naturally not cowards either, which actually made Heracles look at them sideways.

"You all have some courage, not losing to the heroes of two hundred years ago."

"That's for sure, it's just a mere Humanity's Final Trial, being a coward is impossible!"

Su Nian said with a laugh, without a hint of tension; in this day and age, who isn't a Humanity's Final Trial?

But Su Nian didn't say the latter part out loud; after all, once said, this team going to subjugate the Absolute Evil would have to turn their guns on him.

"Courageous, kid, I'm starting to admire you a bit."

Thor heard Su Nian's words and couldn't help but give Su Nian a thumbs up in admiration.

How long had it been since he had seen someone so courageous? It truly had the style of their North.

However, appreciation is one thing, but Thor did not forget to remind Su Nian.

"It's just that Humanity's Final Trial is not so easy to face."

In the brief moments of conversation, the Argo took off, crossed space, and sailed toward the castle, the place where the banners and the seal of Azi Dahaka were located.

——

"Let's go, Maxwell, it's time to prepare to pick up His Highness."

Lamia, wearing a black robe and with her hood up, looked at the back of Maxwell, who was holding the Simulated Star Creation Map: Virtual Star Tai Sui and the Sun Authority: Chen Dragon, and said.

At the same time, the shadow beneath her feet seemed to come alive, constantly writhing, as if an evil dragon in the shadows had set its sights on Maxwell, drooling and preparing to feast.

Yet Maxwell did not notice the slightest abnormality; after all, Shadow Authority is inherently of the type with extremely high concealment.

Not to mention that this time, what Lamia was using was the power close to an Authority that Leticia had integrated into her Divinity.

Relying on their close bloodline, she used it with incomparable smoothness.

"I know, I'm leaving now."

Maxwell nodded and put away the Simulated Star Creation Map and the Sun Authority that he was prepared to hand over to Kalki; he was still quite loyal to Ouroboros.

After all, even the Spirit Status of his own Third Perpetual Motion Machine was obtained with the help of Ouroboros, as was coming to Little Garden to help him pursue Weila.

After all, he was just a helpless Paradox Demon who should have disappeared long ago; if not for Ouroboros, perhaps he would have died long ago.

Let alone becoming a Four-digit Demon King at this time, and still being able to pursue Weila.

But at this moment, for some reason, he had a feeling of unease, as if someone were staring at him.

Could it be because of the Simulated Star Creation Map and the Sun Authority in his hands?

That would make sense; after all, even the Two-digit Universal Truths and the Three-digit God Kings find it hard not to be tempted when facing such Secret Treasures.

If it weren't for the mission from Ouroboros to have him and Lamia come to break the seal of the Absolute Evil, they might not have even heard of such Secret Treasures.

It is normal to be under the gaze of big shots at all times.

After some psychological comfort, Maxwell felt even more flustered instead.

As for Lamia behind him, she was very unhappy watching the dawdling Maxwell.

If I don't get the items into His Highness's hands sooner, how can I complete the mission, how can I see my mother again, and how can I save my mother!

Unlike Maxwell's mission, her superiors had also arranged a hidden mission for her: after Maxwell broke the seal, when going to pick up His Highness.

Backstab him, hand the Spirit Status of the Third Perpetual Motion Machine to His Highness, and assist His Highness in overcoming Humanity's Final Trial: Absolute Evil.

And after the mission is completed, the high-level members of Ouroboros will take action to suppress the Curse on her mother.

I am very sorry, Maxwell; although our cooperation has been quite pleasant, for the sake of my mother, could you please offer up your Spirit Status?

As Lamia's emotions became agitated, the shadow at her feet couldn't help but sway even more.

The Dragon's Shadow seemed to have truly become a hungry giant dragon, staring thirstily at Maxwell.

And Maxwell, as before, remained completely unaware, preparing to teleport and shift space... or was he? ——

I have an exam tomorrow afternoon and will be reviewing all day; I won't be able to write tonight or tomorrow during the day, and will only have time to write after seven in the evening.

The update time might be delayed by a few hours; the author will catch up as soon as possible.

I hereby state this in advance and hope for your understanding.

(End of this chapter)