Sterl instantly felt his energy being almost completely drained.
Fortunately, he had already taken an [Energy Surge Capsule].
Everyone present saw the Supreme being emanating a platinum-colored light, summoning a massive blue-green hammer. The hammer was so enormous it seemed to cover the sky, putting everyone within its attack range, yet it was firmly locked onto the Twilight Guild's leader alone.
At the same time...
There was something strange about the hammer's attack...
It felt as though the strike had already landed before the skill was fully condensed and unleashed again.
This reverse causality effect was something that couldn't be achieved merely by the Power of Law.
This was the difference between a Supreme and a demigod!
Their techniques could inherently crush all beings below the divine!
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A Supreme was the king of the mortal world!
However...
Suddenly, the sky darkened abruptly.
All the players felt as if they were in a purgatory, surrounded by endless wailing and dying lives. Everything seemed to be wrapped in a bizarre curse, gnawing and clinging to them.
Every form of energy began to dissipate and turn into bubbles within this eerie realm, including the massive hammer summoned by the Supreme!
Wait, what??
Including the Supreme's technique??
Everyone who witnessed this scene immediately showed expressions of disbelief.
Even though they themselves were severely weakened, collapsed on the ground with multiple curse buffs and their skills completely sealed, barely able to stand.
The emotional shock they felt couldn't compare to the fact that the Supreme's skill had been nullified!
Even another Supreme couldn't easily erase the skill of an equal!
The Supreme himself couldn't help but be deeply shaken.
No way, what kind of monster is this? I just advanced and I run into something like this?
Regret bubbled up in his heart; he shouldn't have come to seize this 3S-ranked guild.
Without hesitation, the Supreme decisively fled.
His speed was astonishing, and in the blink of an eye, he had already flown high into the sky.
However...
Though the people present couldn't understand, Sterl had already unleashed a combination attack thanks to the Energy Surge Capsule.
Under The End of All Things, nearly all of the Supreme's skills were completely sealed, forcing him to escape using only his agility.
Sterl unleashed countless Flowing Water blades, which surged forward like a school of fish!
Then, like homing birds, they all pierced into the Supreme's body!
The Supreme, who was majestic just a moment—or even a split second—ago, could only widen his eyes slightly before—
Boom!
A rain of blood mist fell gently, landing on everyone's side, reflecting their stunned faces.
At this moment, Sterl endured the intense pain. He used his small world to place the Fire of Ten Thousand Souls directly into his mouth, igniting it. The high temperature seared his mouth, causing considerable discomfort.
Fortunately, the soul power from the Fire of Ten Thousand Souls was rapidly absorbed by him, compensating for the side effects caused by the Energy Surge Capsule.
About a second later, Sterl returned to normal. The burns in his mouth were healed by the life force reservoir. The Fire of Ten Thousand Souls remained hidden, and Sterl appeared as if he had casually unleashed his skills throughout, seemingly ignoring the consumption, his demeanor impeccable.
He maintained his usual composure.
By now, the effects of The End of All Things had ended. The protection system of the Hall of Valor quickly restored the players' life force and cleared various debuffs.
This protection system had a slight delay in activation. When faced with instantaneous, large-area skills like Silent Domain, it couldn't rescue the players before they were affected.
However, Sterl wouldn't be penalized for this, as the Hall of Valor didn't strictly prohibit the use of large-area skills that might incidentally affect other players.
"We have endured in silence for an entire month."
"We knew you wouldn't abandon us."
...
They fervently proclaimed their loyalty, their eyes filled with fanaticism.
Sterl smiled slightly, knowing that their hearts could be relied upon. Having saved the Twilight Guild from the brink multiple times, even the most desperate situations would now leave the remaining members with a glimmer of hope...
That another miracle would occur.
After this battle, there was no need to worry about the guild members' loyalty.
Meanwhile, the sisters Sosia and Sonis remained silent, letting Sterl take the spotlight and allowing their master to shine.
As for the onlookers, although their pupils shrank in shock, their first reaction was clear.
Shouldn't we run now??
Earlier, I was one of those mocking the members of the Twilight Guild.
Now that they were in a position of power, wouldn't they seek revenge?
However, Sterl simply frowned, waved his hand, and countless blades of Flowing Water filled the area.
"Did I say you could leave?"
Swish!
It wasn't just a threat; Sterl controlled the blades of Flowing Water to wreak havoc around the area, instantly slicing the fastest fleeing players to pieces.
In the process...
Sterl also took care of four demigods lurking high above, who seemed to be from the same faction as the fallen Supreme, swiftly killing them.
Simultaneously, he secretly used his Hall of Valor permissions to revoke the status and ranks of these players, turning them into non-members of the Hall of Valor.
Sterl wasn't worried that his bold actions would cause any controversy.
With the power of a Supreme, he had the authority to kill ordinary players at will.
Immediately, the players froze in terror, their movements halted.
The demigod guild members who had hoped to escape in the chaos turned pale with fear!
Quickly, some of them decisively knelt down, kowtowing desperately.
"Spare me! I was coerced by my guild leader to target you. I'm willing to sign a slave contract, just spare my life!"
"Please, spare me! I'll sign a slave contract too!"
"I'm willing to give up all my equipment and items."
...
These legendary players pleaded loudly, even outbidding each other in desperation.
Eventually, they were willing to give up everything just for a chance to live.
Seeing this, the members of the Twilight Guild felt a sense of satisfaction. Though they had been persecuted earlier, subjected to public humiliation,
It was better than the current plight of these legendary players!
"We only lost some face; they're about to lose everything!"
"Good! These bastards deserve it!"
...
The Twilight Guild members watched the scene with great interest, their pent-up frustration dissipating.
However, Sterl merely sneered and said,
"A slave contract? Interesting, I'm quite interested."
Immediately, a glimmer of hope appeared in the eyes of the legendary players.
But in the next second, Sterl casually remarked,
"Our guild doesn't need so many slaves. How about you select among yourselves? Leave twenty or thirty, that should be enough."