Sword Law

When the Angel of Sword Law lifted his head, he beheld the most brilliant fireworks inside the enclosed Star Bridge Hall. Now that they knew escape was impossible, only one path remained for the evil sorcerers— Slay the angel! Towering vines abruptly overtook the entire hall, blooming with vibrant flowers and bathing the space in golden sunlight, as if a fairy-tale realm had descended. The White Queen, the Black Butler, and the Red Dead Disciple materialized at the same time. Alongside Diya, they drew out threads of death, weaving and tightening them from every direction to strangulate the six-winged angel suspended midair! Time slowed, space fractured, resembling an empress and her loyal executioners butchering rebels who dared defy royal authority! Fairy Tale God, Overturned Tower, Time Lock... This was a minor Heaven-rank wonder Diya had barely managed to assemble by combining two high-tier wonders with a god: Empress's Judgment! Weixi quietly draped herself in a hazy dark veil, her demeanor instantly shifting from a soft, adorable demon maid back to the enigmatic, incomprehensible Spectre Prophet. Reaching into thin air, she drew out chains burning with blazing blue flames and yanked hard. Sharp blue flame chains erupted from the shadow beneath the six-winged angel, binding Sword Law's shadow fast! A minor Heaven-rank wonder formed from Soul Lock, Dark Veil, and Soul Reflection: Shadow Lock! Weixi didn't need to strike the foe's physical form at all. By attacking their shadow, she could indirectly suppress and inflict damage upon their soul body! Fortunately, Yaxiu had specially constructed the Dark Veil wonder for her, which possessed exceptional compatibility with other soul wonders. Otherwise, Weixi would never have incorporated the Soul Lock God into Soul Reflection so swiftly... Back when she first discovered this synergy, even with everyone present in the villa, the maid had still ambushed Yaxiu when he slipped into the washroom, squeezing in a quick several-minute transaction inside the cramped stall. Sonia was the most aggressive of them all. In a flash, she appeared behind the six-winged angel. Blood Moon Shattered Lake, wrapped in a Blade Storm, sliced downward in total silence, raising a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood across the razor-thin distance! Wonder: Blink Assault! Heaven-Rank Wonder: Blood Moon Shattered Lake - Blade Storm! Unlike her convoluted, hesitant tendencies in everyday life, Sonia had never cared for overly elaborate combat tactics—or rather, this crisp, decisive brutality was her true nature. If a mountain stood in her path, she leveled the mountain; if a sea blocked her way, she parted the sea. If an angel hovered before her, then she would hack off all six of his wings! Silver Lantern refrained from joining the offensive this time, remaining on guard to intercept any counterattack from Sword Law. Exposed to a demigod clash at such close range, Felix found herself dazed and overwhelmed merely by the dazzling spectacle of sorcery colors, despite Yaxiu shielding her. She had no choice but to clutch tightly to the corner of his coat. Had she been a one-winged or two-winged sorcerer, she would actually have suffered less, for she would not have met the threshold required to perceive the divine domain at all. But as a Sanctuary sorcerer, she could just barely discern the profound mysteries within... It was precisely because she understood more that she could feel the beauty and terror dwelling in this brilliance so vividly. Daedalose, however, was unaffected. She did what little she could, singing the Heavenly Sound miracle. Though miracles provided little direct benefit to demigods, the rousing song echoed through the hall, as if emboldening them against the crushing weight of the world secret realm and the Eternal Wonder! Yet the angel's sigh rang deeper than any song. "Pity the foolish, blind to the shroud of sorrow." Behind Sword Law, a phantom of a second god appeared. It resembled an ordinary vagrant swordsman, kneeling on one knee, facing a longsword like a pilgrim paying homage. Every attack striking Sword Law dissolved into ripples, transmuting into invisible blades—purple, crimson, blue, along with the radiant gold streaming from his Glazed Star Sword. In the blink of an eye, thousands of sharp swords spun and drifted around the group, turning the entire hall into a cage of blade and rain. The already dense sword rain now poured down like a raging deluge! "A defensive wonder constructed using the 'Sword Art God,' transmuting all sorcery damage into spell swords," the Witch swiftly relayed the reconnaissance she had just gathered. "Though it isn't directly connected to the Sword Rain Pool, it receives immense amplification from it and mutually enhances the pool's power in turn... A flawless combination." Toward the end, she couldn't help but voice a word of admiration. It was indeed flawless. The barrier wonder trapped foes, while the defensive wonder protected the angel and bolstered the lethality of the Sword Rain Pool. In other words, if Yaxiu and his companions stayed still, the sword rain would wear them down; if they attacked, their strikes would only feed the rain's destructive force. It was an inescapable cage of despair that grew stronger the more one resisted! And yet... "Since it consumes source energy, it must have a limit. Heaven-rank wonders aren't cheap to maintain," Yaxiu said calmly, distributing source crystals. "As long as we drain him before we exhaust ourselves, this Sword Rain Pool won't be able to trap us forever!" "No defensive wonder covers every possible angle," Silver Lantern said, flipping open her Silver Scripture. "There must be an art faction that can slip through the gaps in its defense!" "Those spell swords can be destroyed," the Sword Princess said, tightening her grip on her hilt. "We just need to cut down the angel first, then chop down the swords." "Don't rush, let me test the waters first," the Witch's voice resonated in a fourfold chorus, growing increasingly hurried and cheerful. "His defensive wonder must suffer a certain threshold of damage before converting it into spell swords. That means there must be an upper limit to the damage and strike frequency. Exceeding it will prevent the wonder from transmuting the strikes into spell swords, forcing him to take the brunt of the damage directly." "I am the Spectre Prophet!" A vicious, ferocious gleam surfaced across Weixi's face. "A mere swordsmanship wonder thinks it can fend off my soul attacks? In his dreams! Give me a little time, and I'll smash his soul body to pieces!" Right then, the angel's sigh softly pierced through their hearts. "I thought this would prompt you to seriously consider the Supreme's goodwill." He sounded somewhat helpless. "This is not merely for your benefit, but because it represents the first mercy my Lord has shown in a thousand years. While thunderbolts and dew alike are divine grace, I am truly gladdened that She has grown kinder because of you, Mister Yaxiu. In the past, She always favored frost and lightning over gentle rain... "Mister Yaxiu, I truly have no wish to place a moral burden upon you, but your choice may very well alter the destinies of countless people to come. A single word from you could bestow a blessing upon this world... In the millennium I have served, you are the only ally my Lord has ever sought to collaborate with. Even the other five God-Leaders were treated solely as adversaries by my Lord, without the slightest compromise." "Perhaps you need me to say it again," Yaxiu said evenly. "We once had a chance to work together. As long as she had been willing to preserve the Nation of Stars, I would have had no choice but to compromise, and I would have compromised gladly, for that was the price I had to pay for justice. Even if she killed Rose, even if she claimed... But she didn't. "It wasn't I who rejected her goodwill. It was she who rejected mine." He summoned his heart sword, tracing a circle around the six-winged angel. "Even if she drenches the mortal realm in rivers of blood, what does that have to do with me?" The angel looked somewhat resigned as well, chanting almost like a psalm, "Pity all living beings, pity the foolish, pity the world, pity, pity, pity... "I cannot say you are wrong, Mister Yaxiu, but I remain convinced that the Supreme is the ultimate justice. Perhaps this is the root of ten thousand years of strife: the truly heartbreaking truth is not that there is only one correct path, but that no one is truly in the wrong. "Yet the Supreme cannot be without you," the angel spread his hands, the Glazed Star Sword hovering before him, "just as this world cannot be without the Supreme. "Next, I shall demonstrate what it means to be six-winged," he said. "What it means to be Sword Law. "Be careful, Mister Yaxiu." With countless resounding rings of ringing steel, thousands of spell swords leveled at the evil sorcerers simultaneously. The sword rain shifted its course, whipping up a tempest throughout the hall, transforming the cage of despair into an instrument of merciless execution!