Chapter 1336 Final Battle [6]
When did it become like this?
It felt like it was only days ago when everything seemed for naught. Back then, the Nox themselves were such a terrifying threat that they made everyone feel hopeless, and figures like Supremes were creatures who could kill anyone with a single slap.
Yet, those Supremes now...
It wasn't just for Rose.
Ruyue faced the ten Supremes that assaulted her and felt the same exact emotion.
Just like her sister-wife, she suddenly began to notice how easy this battle had become.
Her power over Yin was already on the cusp of Divinity. No, rather, it was already past that point. The only reason she and the others hadn't ascended was because of their mental barriers. n)-0Velb1n
With those barriers now removed and their spirits freer than ever, it felt like everything had become insignificant.
Yin was a mysterious power. It encompassed half of the universe's energies, all those on the negative side.
This didn't inherently make those energies evil, but that was their nature. Whether they were positive or negative in perception was dependent wholly on how they presented themselves to the world.
In Ruyue's hands, the concepts of Yin showed their duality well. Those like ice were cold yet pure, filled with ruthlessness and an air of morality. However, those powers like death were just as cold but far more vile, cruel with the intent to subjugate any enemy.
These concepts worked amazingly in tandem, and Ruyue's control was far greater than anyone could imagine.
Ten Nox Supremes charged her from every direction unlike how Rose's opponents moved. They tried their best to give Ruyue no chances to attack, so they could kill her before they died.
However, their efforts were futile.
The main power of Yin was not in the laws that manifested under its umbrella, but rather its natural existence.
Yin was malleable, flexible, and an energy that usurped most other energies.
Ruyue's fighting style changed as she grew through the stages of the nine revolutions. As she realized the strengths of Yin, she stopped using other laws to showcase its power, realizing how inefficient that method was.
Rather, she used the enemy's attacks against them.
That haunting feeling absolutely killed her spirit. Even now, while knowing Damien was alive somewhere, the fact that she couldn't feel his presence viscerally was painful.
Nevertheless, her feelings now didn't need to be explained much. While the three of them differed in many ways, their love for Damien was the same, as were their positive feelings in the past few weeks.
If Rose was a Grand Commander who ruled from the shadows, Ruyue was a Grand General who led troops into battle from the frontlines.
As she observed the battlefield after killing her enemies, she judged the best use of her time.
There was no need to help the strong allies, because they were all holding up fine on their own.
And the lesser forces...
Well, they were doing mostly fine on their own.
This war was set up in a way where losing was impossible.
In a sense, Ruyue didn't have to do anything. Since she'd finished her assigned task successfully, she could sit back and wait for the war to end if she really wanted to.
But that wasn't her creed.
Elena was the most righteous among them, and Ruyue was the most indifferent. The lives of others didn't hold any weight in her heart if she didn't care about them.
Still, the ones she cared about were good people.
They wouldn't want to see more death than necessary.
So if she could save even one more life while ending this war faster, she would do it.
Ruyue went straight to the lesser armies to aid them. She didn't do too much, because this was also an opportunity for those people to grow and feel their efforts validated, but she made sure they didn't die needlessly like what would have happened without a strong presence helping on the battlefield.
Meanwhile, most of the other battles were coming to an end as well.
Tian Yang, the Golden Dragon Emperor, Su Ren, Long Chen, and the rest finished killing the Supremes they were standing against within an hour, and as they moved towards other battlefields to provide their aid, it seemed like there was nothing more to say.
After so many grueling years of warfare, after so many needless sacrifices and heroic victories, they reached this point where the once unfathomable enemy was nothing more than prey for them to hunt.
Victory already belonged to the universe.