Eternal Swordmaster
Chapter 961 - 956 Destruction Four

Chapter 961: Chapter 956 Destruction Four

The first five members of the Winter Night Squad faced off one-on-one against the Empire’s top five powerhouses.

The remaining three, confronted by the relentless palace guard and emerging powerful adept users.

As if it were a game, they casually wielded a force field with their Breeding Armor, mowing down a massive group like harvesting wheat, without any resistance.

Whether ordinary adept users or Shadow Messengers, they were all the same before them.

Only the occasional appearance of one or two elderly Destroyers barely piqued their interest, posing a slight threat.

After all, they were not as twisted as the captain and Anzu, who could accept Divine Power and achieve the millennium king status far beyond the Shadow Messenger.

In practical terms, their combat level just settled below millennium king and above Destroyer level.

Only the first five of them truly achieved the millennium king level.

Yet, with this level of power, they were crushing through the palace.

The Annihilation Cannon, which works on usual Destroyers, was futile against them, akin to tickling.

And the so-called interference devices, special force field apparatus that might affect Breeding Armor; to them, it’s just a punch to shatter.

Because they reinforced their Breeding Armor with terrifying body strength. Even without the Armor, they would at most be slightly restrained, but still powerful.

But a typical Destroyer without the Armor is nothing.

That’s the difference.

The white-gold palace could be seen from the outside, explosions frequently sending sand and debris flying from the torn walls.

It was as if explosives kept going off from all corners of the palace.

A massive influx of adept guard troops surged in fiercely.

A delicate light blue flying craft slowly detached from the rear of the palace.

The craft resembled a small sword, with a large top-tier energy Crystal Stone embedded in its center, emitting a faint moon-white glow.

The Emperor hurried under the protection of a group of guards, swiftly boarding the craft from the bridge at the back of the palace.

Then it shot downward towards the ground.

"Woe to the Empire! This is the woe of the Empire!!!"

Several elderly ministers beside him cried out.

"What are you crying for! We still have a chance!" Emperor Galakatelin forced down the panic in his heart, "We still have the blood of the Wang Family! Those madmen! Those madmen will definitely face karmic retribution!"

The atmosphere inside the craft was gloomy, except for a glimmer of hope in the Emperor’s eyes.

Boom!!!

Lin Xin’s eyes sprang open.

The palace doors in front of him suddenly ripped open, as if gripped by two giant invisible hands, forcefully tearing them apart and casting them aside.

He walked in slowly.

The palace interior was blood-stained chaos.

Corpses and pools of blood were strewn across the ground, mingled with burn marks and damaged decorative walls.

The throne above was empty, evidently the cowardly Emperor had already been escorted away.

But the Winter Night Squad’s target was never the Emperor.

Lin Xin spread out his spiritual power, effortlessly sensing the squad members around him still relentlessly slaughtering the guard troops.

"Where are the fragments I want?"

Without moving his lips, his spiritual power surged like tides, crazily spreading in all directions, instantly transmitting into the minds of the squad members.

Winter Night and others, who were fighting Peladin and Hudra, paused slightly, quickly stopped, and turned back to rush to the main hall without a word.

Soon, eight members of the squad appeared quickly in front of Lin Xin.

"Welcome Supreme God!!"

In an extremely exaggerated manner, Winter Night kneeled, expressing his devotion to Lin Xin fervently.

The other members, though not as intense, at least reached the level of fervent believers.

It was Lin Xin who gave them hope, who gave them rebirth.

"Welcome Supreme God!!"

The Winter Night Squad members loudly greeted.

"The fragments?"

Lin Xin extended his hand.

The members of the Winter Night Squad immediately threw out the colorful fragments they collected.

These fragments resembled gel-like substances, each varying in shape.

As the fragments quickly gathered in Lin Xin’s hand,

all the fragments automatically bonded together, forming a gigantic colorful key over half a meter long.

And with the continuous merging of fragments, traces of colorful light started spreading from the key.

.......

Peladin and Hudra struggled out from the ruins, hiding in the side hall.

Both had sustained some injuries.

At this moment, their faces were grim, carrying traces of shock as they gazed towards the main hall.

Threads of colorful light spread along the walls there, unmistakably carrying the familiar aura of the millennium key.

"Could it be, the end of the Aojia Empire really came earlier?"

Peladin’s expression was somber, staring intently at the colorful glow.

Even with several walls in between, it couldn’t block the penetration of that radiance.

Hudra also lacked the mood to target him.

His heart was heavy.

"Who exactly are these marauders?"

"I don’t know...." A feeling of the Empire’s twilight loomed in Peladin’s heart.

Originally, the Empire was in turmoil, and the Righteous Army was rising everywhere. He thought that as long as he maintained order in the Imperial Capital, everything could eventually be suppressed, and peace would be restored.

But what he didn’t expect was that the man named Dongye, with his terrifyingly powerful team, barged in and shattered all his illusions in an instant.

The Imperial Capital was in chaos, and the Righteous Army rose everywhere....

"Is the Empire really heading towards its twilight....?"

A faint sense of confusion arose in his heart.

Boom!!

Suddenly, a huge explosion erupted again in the direction of the main hall of the Imperial Palace.

A terrifying shock wave, like a giant disk, spread out ferociously, splitting all the palace walls in two like tofu, unobstructed.

The two were shocked, swiftly turned around, and broke through the ground, flying out of the Imperial Palace.

Rumble!!

The entire Imperial Palace completely exploded, countless white rubble flying out like cannonballs and disintegrating like building blocks.

The two, Peladin and Huldra, fell heavily to the ground, creating two small pits, and then looked up towards the sky.

A large amount of rubble was scattering and falling, causing buildings to collapse and countless casualties.

Screams of lament, cries of agony, and shouts of fear were everywhere.

Some wealthy merchants and nobles were organizing their own guard teams to gather, like a long snake, rushing towards the direction away from the Imperial Capital. It was clear they wanted to escape the chaos of the Imperial Capital first.

In addition, there were not a few who, relying on their strength, were secretly trying to search for the wealth that had fallen from the palace.

More civilians were fleeing like a tide, surging towards the distance. Stampedes formed from screams were countless.

In fact, not many were crushed to death, more were trampled to death alive.

In the sky, a huge fleet of warplanes and space carrier battleships were speeding towards them.

A large number of main energy cannons were aimed at the original position of the Imperial Palace.

Boom! Boom! Boom!!

Numerous beams of light shot down in torrents at that spot.

Terrifying destructive energy with temperatures reaching hundreds of billions of degrees completely triggered the remaining anti-gravity array of the Imperial Palace.

Then came the hyperspace electromagnetic cannons, these terrifying weapons of mass destruction that were hundreds of times more powerful than ordinary electromagnetic cannons, driven by the power furnaces of gigantic carriers, unleashed attacks that were almost the strongest the Imperial Army could launch.

But all the attacks vanished into the area where the Imperial Palace once stood, leaving no ripple, as if sinking into the ocean.

"A futile struggle."

A calm male voice rang out from midair, devoid of any equipment, yet capable of spreading across the entire Imperial Capital, allowing everyone to hear.

Millions of people in the Imperial Capital raised their heads simultaneously, instinctively looking at the area still continuously exploding in the sky.

It had already turned into a giant golden fireball, filled with destructive energy and force fields, where no living creature could survive.

Hissing!!

In an instant, numerous golden flames shot out from the fireball, with blinding speed, smashing into the surrounding Imperial fleet.

Boom boom boom boom boom!!!

Amidst a series of explosions, countless mother ships and warplanes exploded like paper.

Thus, more fragments and wreckage fell, causing even more casualties.

In just a moment, the entire fleet was decimated. Only a few warplanes barely relied on their agility to dodge the flames.

None of the larger mother ships survived unscathed.

Peladin and Huldra stood on the ground, in a desolate and uninhabited block, looking up at this scene akin to a miracle.

They remained silent for a long time.

"I was always worried that the Thousand-Year Key, such an unknown and mysterious item, would eventually attract an irresistible terrifying presence."

Peladin’s voice was low, with a tinge of deep loss and despair.

"It seems it has truly happened....."

"The Empire.... is finished...."

A hint of confusion and sadness flashed in Huldra’s eyes.

The Aojia Empire, for which he had served and strived for over a millennium, had ended so simply....

"Here I announce that from now on, the Aojia Empire is under the control of my master, the Twisted Divine Master.

Anyone who worships my master and can bring the Thousand-Year Fragments will gain supreme power and status."

A fanatical male voice, as if singing a hymn, loudly announced across the sky of the Imperial Capital.

"Now, let my master demonstrate a miracle and restore peace to the Imperial Capital!"

The man proclaimed loudly.

As his words fell, an invisible twisted force field rapidly spread from the position of the Imperial Palace, covering the entire Imperial Capital swiftly.

Everywhere the force field covered, fires extinguished, and the frantic and chaotic crowd all fell to the ground as if drained of all strength.

A warship in the sky was plummeting, crashing heavily into the area covered by the force field.

With a loud bang, the warship exploded, but its flames and might were forcefully blocked by the force field a hundred meters above the street.

This scene happened every moment in the Imperial Capital.

In the remnants of the Imperial Palace.

Lin Xin watched Dongye fully utilizing his breeding armor ability, nodding slightly in satisfaction.

"The key is still missing at least three pieces."

He glanced at the Thousand-Year Key in his hand, which was over half a meter long and still missing a part to be complete.

"As far as I know, there should be a huge Treasury underground in the Imperial Capital, where some fragments might still be sealed."

Dongye answered respectfully.

With his current power as the Thousand-Year King, it was strenuous to cover the entire Imperial Capital, but he could still manage.

After all, he had comprehensively improved, his physical attributes granting him a formidable and terrifying recovery ability.