“Wait, there are still two powers of law I haven’t tried,” John suddenly realized, a thought sparking within him.
Buzz!
The surrounding space rippled, quivering faintly.
It was the laws of space and time.
He resumed his attempts, using the laws of time and space as a medium, gradually merging the other elemental powers of law.
“It’s working!” he exclaimed, his face lighting up with excitement. The fusion of the laws of time and space succeeded, causing the surrounding Chaos Force to tremble.
Next came the gentlest-water element law-which also fused successfully.
Wind and earth elements followed, but when fire touched the fusion, another explosion ensued.
“Keep going!” John resurrected, took a moment to recover from the soul damage, and continued.
…
Boom! Boom!
In the void, explosions echoed over and over. John had no idea how many times he had tried, but just when his resurrection ability was nearly exhausted, he finally succeeded.
The four fundamental laws-wind, fire, water, earth-along with light, darkness, and the still-unmastered thunder element law, all slowly merged under the harmonizing influence of the time and space laws, coating the sword.
Buzz!
The longsword hummed, its blade cloaked in a gray haze.
“Chaos Force!” John was astounded he had actually managed to create Chaos Force.
Crack, crack…
Just then, tiny cracks appeared along the blade. The fused Chaos Force had become incredibly volatile, nearly slipping from his control.
“Not good!” His face paled. This longsword, a top-grade divine weapon, was struggling to contain the Chaos Force.
He could feel the Chaos Force radiating a soul-damaging effect. If it exploded, it might threaten his very life.
“Open!” he roared, his mind filled with countless visions of creation. Channeling this inspiration, he swung the longsword, releasing the terrifying energy.
This time, he didn’t use any skill. Yet, the longsword easily cleaved through the void.
Buzz…
The Chaos Force surged, slowly separating, the clear essence rising, the murky sinking- transforming into heaven and earth.
“I did it!” John shouted with joy.
Before him lay a vast, expansive space, heaven and earth stretching endlessly, clear and bright.
Yet it remained barren, devoid of life.
But that didn’t matter. He still possessed treasures like the Tree of Life and the Elven Spring, which he could plant in this world to infuse it with vitality.
The space was exceptionally stable. Even when John, in dragon form and empowered by the Heaven and Earth Transformation state, unleashed his strongest attack, it didn’t harm the realm in the slightest.
More than that, this realm was deeply connected to his consciousness; here, he was truly divine-the Overseer!
Now, he understood why the Sea King had been so confident.
If not for his own extraordinary fortune-the Creation Stone’s absorption of Chaos Force-he could never have shattered the Sea King’s realm.
Now, the Creation Stone had fully fused into this new world.
[You have mastered Chaos Force, gaining the divine skill: Creation and Destruction]
[Creation and Destruction: A divine skill that harnesses Chaos Force, allowing you to reshape worlds or obliterate them]
The notification flashed.
John had successfully mastered Chaos Force and gained a powerful divine skill: Creation and Destruction!
“This skill… it’s practically an Overseer’s worst nightmare!” he muttered, astonished. Creation and Destruction could shatter any realm. If he were ever trapped in the Sea King’s world again, even without the Creation Stone, he could break free with ease.
Moreover, using Creation and Destruction summoned Chaos Force itself-the fundamental power of creation-which even the Overseer couldn’t seal off in a pocket dimension.
“It’s time to head back.” John glanced at his newly created realm. Although it was still barren, he was deeply satisfied.
With a thought, he returned to the outer void.
He checked his surroundings thoroughly to ensure he hadn’t missed anything before leaving the final Secret Area.
…
At the entrance to the final Secret Area.
By now, this place had devolved into a chaotic swirl of spatial currents.
With the guardian dragon slain, Skyline Continent was no more.
The powerful beings of various races, having no other choice, had descended upon Shadow Star.
Meanwhile, Cand-Dragon and others had entered the demon race’s Abyss, waiting patiently for John’s return.
In the endless sea of spatial currents stood a lone, graceful figure cloaked in a Five-Colored Celestial Robe, silently waiting.
It was Jolyne.
“The Sea King actually fell? Could it have been Godslayer who did it?” Her beautiful eyes
shone with astonishment and delight.
With the Sea King dead, she was finally free, no longer under anyone’s control.
“How should I thank you, Godslayer?” she murmured, John’s handsome face flashing in her mind as a soft blush colored her cheeks.
Buzz!
Just then, a spatial ripple emerged at the entrance to the final Secret Area, and a figure appeared in the distance.
It was John.
Jolyne’s eyes lit up, her heart settling with relief as she immediately moved to greet him.
“Godslayer!” she called, her face aglow with a genuine smile of joy.
“Hmm, you seem a little different,” John noted, momentarily taken aback.
Jolyne had always been beautiful, but before, she seemed restrained, as though held back by
something beyond her control.
Now, however, she radiated vibrancy and freedom.
“Yes.” Jolyne nodded, beaming. “You killed the Sea King, freeing me from his control.”
Her eyes sparkled as she gazed at John, her expression soft and filled with gratitude.
Unaware of her gaze, John glanced around, seeing that Skyline Continent had completely dissolved into spatial currents, and couldn’t help feeling a pang of concern. “Where are the
others?”
“In the Abyss realm. Everyone is safe,” Jolyne replied, stepping closer, her cheeks flushed as she gazed at him, murmuring, “Godslayer, you saved me-how would you like me to thank
you?”
“Th-thank me?” John stammered, only now noticing the shift in Jolyne’s demeanor.
He swallowed hard, but before he could say another word, Jolyne threw her arms around him.
Her warm, sweet breath lingered on his lips, drawing him in, leaving him utterly entranced.
“Godslayer, I want to be yours,” she whispered, holding onto him tightly, her eyes filled with unmistakable desire.
“Alright.” John smiled, pulling her close, his hand resting on the small of her back as he
kissed her deeply.
“Mmm…” Jolyne moaned softly, her eyes fluttering closed as her long lashes trembled,
responding to him with shy, inexperienced movements.
John’s lips coaxed hers open, gently deepening the kiss.
She gasped and tried her best to respond.
Both breath growing heavy as their embrace intensified.
“Godslayer, wait!” Jolyne felt John’s hand drifting beneath her gown, reaching to loosen her
robe.
Reality struck her, and she quickly pulled back.
“What’s wrong?” John asked, clearly taken aback.
Jolyne’s face was flushed, her breath quick and shallow.
Yet she quickly reassured him, “It’s just, um… if I remove the Five-Colored Celestial Robe, I
won’t be protected from the spatial currents.”
“Ah, I see.” John nodded, a spark of understanding in his eyes. With a wave, a surge of Spatial
power enveloped them, and they vanished from the void.
In the next moment, they appeared in a vast, desolate world.
“Godslayer, is this… your grasped world?” Jolyne looked around curiously, sensing the
immense energy surrounding them.
John nodded, drawing her back into his arms.
Jolyne began to ask him more, but he silenced her with another kiss, and her protests melted
away.
Their breathing grew heavier, and her gown slipped from her shoulders, revealing her
flawless form beneath.
Her skin glowed with a soft radiance, smooth and fair as porcelain.
Her figure was delicate, her waist slender, her legs long and elegant, each detail a
masterpiece.
“Godslayer… take me.” Jolyne looked at John, her eyes wide with curiosity as she began to
remove his gear.
Soon, both stood bare before each other, the air between them warming rapidly.
“Why is it so… big?” Jolyne whispered, her soft thighs brushing against John’s heated
strength. A tremor ran through her as an electric thrill danced across her skin, making her swallow nervously.
“Scared?” John teased, his voice low, as he gently caressed her body and kissed her earlobe
with tender care.
Jolyne shivered slightly but held her ground. “I’m not scared! I’m an upper-tier god peak powerhouse. I can definitely handle it!”
Her defiance brought a small smile to John’s face, and he murmured, “You’re so tempting.
When you start begging for mercy, I won’t go easy on you. By the way, I can keep going… all day and night.”
With a playful glint in her eyes, Jolyne chuckled. “Godslayer, you’re exaggerating! I’ve never experienced this before, but I’ve heard stories. Men boast about things like this. ‘Three minutes is half an hour,’ but… a day and night? That’s a bit much.”
“You doubt me?” John’s tone grew serious, and without further words, he pulled her into his
arms, capturing her lips in a deep, fervent kiss.
Overwhelmed by emotion, Jolyne’s legs began to part ever so slightly, and her hands instinctively sought out his warmth.
Sensing her readiness, John gently placed her down, positioning himself above her.
“It’s time,” he whispered, his gaze locked on her as he slowly, purposefully moved forward,
pressing gently against her.
“Mmm!” Jolyne gasped in pain, her body tensing as she gripped John tightly with trembling
legs. “It… it hurts so much,” she whispered.
Sensing her discomfort, John paused, moving with extra gentleness as he kissed her, offering
soft reassurances to soothe her.
Gradually, Jolyne’s body began to relax, and she took a deep breath, starting to move with
him.
Seeing this, John seized the moment, drawing her close as he leaned in, pressing deeper.
A sharp cry escaped Jolyne’s lips, her breathing ragged, tears welling up in her eyes as she stammered, “Godslayer, it hurts…”
“Don’t worry; it’ll be okay soon,” he whispered, brushing kisses along her cheek and neck before continuing upward to her soft curves.
“Mmm…” Jolyne tilted her head, letting out a soft moan, her fingers tangling in John’s hair.
The warm tingling sensation in her chest left her breathless, and she felt her lower body aching with a growing intensity.
“Godslayer, I… I want…” As her body adjusted to his presence, she found herself wrapping her
legs around him, instinctively drawn in, eager for the heat to deepen.
…