Lord Of The World: I Become The Lord Of The Desert From The Start Chapter 1148 629: The Final Battle, the Beginning of a New Era [3/12]

"The world no longer needs gods!"

As she declared this, the crescent moon-shaped spellcaster she gripped unleashed boundless crimson radiance.

Beneath the stunned stares of billions tuning into the live broadcast, Windsor abruptly materialized in front of the nearest undead lords.

With a swing of her crescent moon-shaped spellcaster, the scarlet glow swallowed the lords whole.

It felt as though the undead lords' skeletal frames had been dumped into a vat of concentrated sulfuric acid, eating away at them until riddled with holes.

The soul fires within the undead lords flared chaotically, while waves of decaying energy crashed forth to barely fend off the deadly erosion.

Yet no amount of their power could halt the advance of that crimson force.

"False gods who stole authority, I will take back everything from you!"

Her serene tone echoed like the whispers of the Grim Reaper, sending shivers through the few undead lords who had dominated the world for eons and commanded millions of skeletons with a mere gesture.

But before any real fightback, he crumbled into dust.

Terrifying beyond measure.

The gods watched the Undead Lord's bones scatter, a chill creeping into their very cores.

Terror mixed with burning murderous intent in their eyes as they fixed on the source of that crimson declaration.

This ancient lord forced them to abandon their thrones and turn into her foes!

Damn them all!

The deities who had lurked in Solan City, hoping to stay low, now edged toward the heart of the chaos.

Facing Richard solo might strip their powers at worst, even without slaying him.

But Windsor's transformation into the Crimson Lord—who once reigned supreme in ancient times—changed everything!

She would never forgive their overthrow of the old gods; it was a grudge to the death!

Just as the gods prepared to unite their assault, a shrill whistle pierced the heavens, followed by a colossal boulder plummeting down.

An aura that made every god shudder accompanied the air-shattering roar.

The gods instinctively glanced skyward.

A massive tree radiating sinister darkness plunged from above.

Its thrashing branches and roots, strewn with severed limbs, amplified the horror.

'Rumble!'

The gigantic tree smashed right before the church, kicking up clouds of dust in all directions.

Thankfully, the Desert Sect followers had evacuated everyone when Richard sealed Solan City; else, the impact alone would have turned the ground into a bloodbath.

God's ancient tree—the supreme entity born from devouring a Chaos Divine Sin's heart and multiple god corpses.

Twilight City's ultimate warrior.

By now, this boss had quietly hit its ceiling at level 30.

No soul could fathom the mountain of corpses it had feasted on these past months, ever since Richard traded bodies for those golden abomination fruits.

Fueled by endless devil cadavers, the god's ancient tree soared to record-breaking heights.

This boss embodied raw dominance.

No words needed; its mere presence on the ground struck awe and fear into all life.

The gods felt the wild energy pouring from the god's ancient tree, and those of the Good and Lawful Camp staggered first.

Their faces twisted in grim disgust.

The Sun God erupted in endless flames, turning the city into a blazing inferno with its searing glow.

"As expected, ill intentions from the start. Crimson Lord! You dare ally with a Divine Abomination?!"

"The abominations were strange monsters from the primal chaos void, the common enemy of the gods!"

"Joining hands with a Divine Abomination was no different from acting as a traitor!"

The god's ancient tree's arrival snapped the final thread of restraint. Tolerance shattered.

A colossal clash ignited.

The Sun God teamed with the Light Goddess, Justice God, Dawn King, and others to charge at Treebeard, holy radiance clashing against the abomination's foul aura.

The foes collided in an instant.

Post-level 30, the god's ancient tree towered over a hundred meters, roots stretching hundreds more.

Buildings nearby burst apart, crumbling and scattering like debris wherever roots whipped through.

Gigantic fissures tore across the earth.

The god's ancient tree met over 20 Good and Lawful gods head-on with its overwhelming might.

Heaven and earth shifted hues!

Every figure here was legendary, etched in myths across ages.

Without the authority seal holding Solan City intact, the divine clash would have reduced it to ruins.

Deities of the Good and Lawful alignment clashed with an Evil God. To those watching from afar, it appeared as a grand clash between righteousness and wickedness, brilliance and shadow.

Yet in truth, the God's ancient tree pioneered a New Era, whereas the light-worshipping good gods battled to preserve the rotting remnants of bygone times.

This spectacle held a profoundly ironic twist.

Those of the light pursued their own selfish ends, while the abomination—symbol of evil—championed the birth of a fresh world.

Lines between good and evil, light and darkness, had utterly blurred.

The good gods sealed away the God's ancient tree, as the form of Darkness Goddess Shar materialized before Windsor.

A band of demons and evil gods encircled the pair.

"Crimson Lord, you shouldn't meddle in this conflict. As envoy of the ancient gods, your stakes align with those of the gods!"

Windsor fixed her gaze on the shadowy, indistinct visage of the Darkness Goddess.

"When justice fails to embody true justice, when light merges with darkness... Decay has long infested the very core of this realm."