Cyber Era Witch
Chapter 1034 - 814: The Final Battle Between Good and Evil

Chapter 1034: Chapter 814: The Final Battle Between Good and Evil

Inside the Greenstone Palace.

Xu Yang stood beside Princess Yao Tang, gazing at the terrifying battle unfolding outside.

No one remained uninvolved; both opposing factions had committed their forces to the slaughter.

The Storm Princess had unleashed her full power—howling winds, swirling sand and stones—leaving immense scars of destruction across the world.

Anything lacking resilience could not move within this tempest. She had prior experience battling the Witch Yellow Spring Thunder God and now used similar techniques, conjuring protective winds around herself.

No matter how fiercely Yao Guang charged, she could not touch the Storm Princess directly. All bullets and energy projectiles were shredded by the wind shield formed by the Storm Princess, forcing Yao Guang to seek alternative strategies.

Farosa, on the other hand, released the Great Slaughter Law without reservation. The terrifying laws of annihilation rapidly struck her enemies, eradicating the weak in the blink of an eye while shielding her allied witches.

Half of the fleet brought by the Seven Seals instantly perished. After one round of Farosa’s Great Slaughter Law, gray light flashed repeatedly, its presence overwhelming, like the doom bell of the apocalypse. Over thirty ships, large and small, crashed to the ground, and at least six thousand crew members were ground into bloody mist!

"I must protect them!" Easter, heartbroken, entered the fray, unleashing massive explosions to compress Farosa’s battlefield space.

"Such heavy attacks..." Farosa for the first time personally experienced Easter’s Empress-level World Annihilation Shock.

If Farosa were hit even once, a feather from her Rainbow Cloak would wither. Due to her prior battle with Pan Yuan, the feathers of Farosa’s Divine Artifact were already running dangerously low.

Meanwhile, on another side of the battlefield, the mightiest Dilnai had transformed into a god. Her wings spread wide, spanning vast dimensions, seemingly crossing the horizon completely. Her face was featureless, her expression infinitely dark, capable of shattering the will of anyone who dared look directly. Those who witnessed Dilnai’s visage either submitted to her merciless countenance or succumbed to the crushing hatred it exuded, with many resorting to self-harm to escape her spellbinding presence.

Her battle with "Moonfire" Mond nearly tore the heavens themselves apart, leaving horrifyingly massive wounds in the sky. Flowing clouds extinguished, several peaks of Kunxu were pierced, and once-majestic snow-capped mountains were utterly disfigured.

Every attack from Dilnai unleashed devastating shockwaves, capable of obliterating mountain structures completely. The entire battlefield trembled violently under her relentless assault, and everyone present felt the sheer ferocity of her strikes vividly.

The one closest to god—a Demigod...!

Mond was astounded by Dilnai’s true power, retreating step by step from the moment their clash began. He could only rely on countless mystical artifacts and spells to barely hold his ground, preventing an outright, rapid defeat.

Idith and Pan Yuan’s confrontation was equally intense. In the vast void, Idith’s casual gestures conjured large-scale destructive shockwaves. As the Ancient God-King of the Old Ones, the last vestiges of his civilization’s power were concentrated within him, bearing all the old faiths of his people—Idith’s strength was undeniably formidable.

Pan Yuan’s True Form Power surged from the fissures with unrelenting fury, representing its deepest wrath. Horrific vortices of energy swept across Kunxu, toppling mountain ranges, cracking and collapsing the earth, and erasing forests in the blink of an eye, leaving behind colossal craters.

But as long as Idith remained stationed at Kunxu’s rift, Pan Yuan’s enormous form could not fully descend into the current dimension.

Fleets and fighter jets roared closer.

Heavenly Cardinal Manufacturing’s Seven Stars Fleet entered the fray, with seven gigantic space motherships joining the battlefield. Barrages of missiles bombarded Kunxu, adding smoke and fire to the war-torn land. Their orders were simple: find and annihilate, unconditionally attacking and purging all enemies present.

Lu Sizhou had struck a deal with the Seven Seals, but Lu Shibo had not!

"The chairman’s orders have been issued—destroy Kunxu! Leave these gods and monsters no escape!"

The fleet wasted no time deploying high-yield nuclear weapons, preparing to blow Kunxu to smithereens!

"Too chaotic! Too chaotic!" 102 darted back and forth, struggling even against Yao An, let alone dodging the massive waves of energy overwhelming the field from all directions.

The sheer number of powerful combatants present was staggering, including multiple individuals capable of instantly killing a Dominator-level witch.

"Fight me!" Yao An pursued 102’s shadow across the ground.

fled frantically. If Yao An bound her shadow, she would become immobile and might not survive even a tenth of a second in this ever-changing nightmare battlefield.

"My sister is faster than your sister!" 102 retaliated against Yao An with blasts from her Short Spear, leveraging the recoil to retreat further.

She turned her head to see the edges of Kunxu. Corporate Alliance’s reality stabilization anchor pillars were breaking one after another.

The designers had accounted for the extreme capacities of supernatural warfare, but humanity’s technology still fell short of creating tools capable of containing such gargantuan battles!

The other Dominator witches under the Skydrive Agreement began dealing with the Dragon Kind and attempting to confront the Angels.

"Each Angel is a unique presence; kill one, and there will be one less."

"Watch out! They may not spare us!" The witches of the Skydrive Agreement darted across the battlefield.

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Reaching this point, Princess Yao Tang was overwhelmed, instinctively extending her claws to grip Xu Yang’s hand tightly.

Sorrow and fear gripped Princess Yao Tang, her wounds agonizingly severe.

"Where did you draw so many formidable foes from?" Princess Yao Tang sighed. "This conflict should never have erupted at this moment."

"No one expected things to unfold this way." Xu Yang shook his head.

The Dragon-Slaying Conference had devolved into an ultimate slaughter ground, driven by clear-cut vengeance.

Every moment, personnel, witches, and flying dragons fell, while countless ships, large and small, were shattered by the residual shockwaves of the clashes.