Above the Eternal Frost Wasteland, the battlefield that had already become a hellish inferno fully descended into an apocalyptic carnival of interwoven technology and magic the instant the Thirteen-Element Chaos Beast burst from its chrysalis. The fortress's ruins shattered and scattered amid the beast's roars, countless vines snapping and whipping through the air like the final struggles of a dying colossus. The beast's body was colossal, towering hundreds of meters, its form shifting violently every second—now clad in metallic-hard scales, now spewing searing lava, now sprouting countless twisted venomous vines and ice spikes. It had no fixed eyes, yet seemed to possess countless perspectives. The aura it radiated was like an out-of-control quantum reactor, blending the primal violence of elemental magic with the precise destruction of futuristic technology, distorting the very space around it.
Roman hovered atop the crumbling fortress, his left eye flashing with a dark green venomous light, while his right eye glowed with a sea of blood-red light. A twisted, ecstatic smile spread across his face. His voice trembled with wild joy, yet carried an undeniable air of command: "Perfect! Utterly perfect! Dr. Zheng's masterpiece—even at only 78% completion—is more than enough to annihilate every remnant of the old world! Chaos Beast! Heed my command! Destroy that Daughter of the Stars! Devour every last member of the Alliance army! Let this world be reborn in your roar!"
With a sweep of his right hand, a chain of pure psychic energy shot toward the beast's core, attempting to forcibly implant a control program. This was Roman's final trump card—a supreme weapon fusing thirteen elemental origins, genetic splicing technology, and high-dimensional magic arrays, meant to become the scepter of his new world dominion. Mandras and Maris acted in unison: the former's vines lashed out to bind the beast's limbs, while the latter unleashed swarms of metallic insects to invade its energy circuits from within.
Yet the beast's response was an unforeseen explosion of savagery. It unleashed a soul-rending roar, its massive body shuddering violently. The vines and insect swarms attempting to restrain it were instantly devoured by a chaotic backlash of energy, reduced to ash. Roman's psychic link struck something forbidden; a destructive force rebounded, slamming into him. He grunted, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.His expression instantly shifted from ecstatic joy to shock and rage: "How is this possible?! Elemental Beast! I am your creator! Obey me!"
The beast ignored Roman's roar entirely. Its countless swirling elemental vortexes—"gaze"—first locked onto the nearest Doomsday Rebirth legions. The frenzied charging mutant soldiers and mechanical units became prey to its ravenous instinct. A colossal tentacle of intertwined fire and lightning erupted from its body, sweeping across and engulfing thousands of Doomsday soldiers. Their screams barely escaped before high heat and electric arcs vaporized them. Sistr and his blood elf mages retreated in terror; their blood magic shields deployed, only to melt like wax under the beast's venomous mist. Sistr shrieked: "Lord Roman! The monster's out of control! It's attacking us!"
Roman's face turned ashen. Suppressing the churning backlash within, he roared: "Damn it! 78% completion really left flaws! Its gene sequence isn't stable—it can't distinguish friend from foe! Mandras! Maris! Suppress it now! We can't let it ruin my plan!" Mandras's vines grew wildly to entangle the beast, but its wood-element power turned the tables, withering and backlashing the vines. Mandras groaned, his internal energy surging chaotically. Maris transformed into a flowing metallic flood, attempting to infiltrate and control the beast from within, only to be blasted apart by lightning nets. For the first time, panic crept into his cold synthetic voice: "Energy circuits unstable! Cannot integrate! This monster can destroy my control core!"
The beast's roars grew louder. Under its indiscriminate assault, the entire Doomsday Rebirth legion collapsed completely—soldiers fled in all directions, machines self-destructed, mutated winged beings fell like rain. Roman, pale-faced, summoned an energy shield and retreated toward the fortress ruins: "Damn it! I must regain control! This monster… must serve me!" But a tentacle already reached for him, a mixed fire-and-venom strike slamming into his shield and causing violent fluctuations. He roared: "Chaos Beast! I am your master! Stop!" The beast responded with a mocking roar; lightning nets tore his shield apart. He barely teleported away, lightly wounded, showing rare disarray.
After that strike, the Chaos Beast seemed to lose interest in Roman. Its main attention returned to the purest, most instinctively "desired" energy source on the field—Fa. Its gigantic body writhed, multiple massive maws opening simultaneously to spew distinctly different attacks: scorching plasma breath, arctic frost torrents, corrosive venom cascades, and mind-shattering sonic shrieks—a storm of annihilation raining toward Fa!
Fa's left eye spun through twelve elemental colors at unprecedented speed, analyzing the chaotic yet overwhelmingly powerful onslaught. Her figure flashed like lightning, spatial laws aiding her constant teleportation. Her short blade sliced delicately, opening precise spatial rifts to swallow portions of the attacks. She redirected frost to counter plasma, purified venom with holy light, erected mental barriers against the shrieks. Her responses remained exquisite, but noticeably more strained; fine sweat beaded on her brow.
This monster had no technique—pure instinct and overwhelming force smashing wildly—making many refined law manipulations hard to fully counter. What chilled her most was sensing the beast instinctively absorbing all scattered energy on the battlefield: exploding Doomsday machinery's flames, lingering undead shadows, scattered blood elf blood magic, even residual life force and elemental traits from slain Alliance and Doomsday corpses! Its extremely unstable body was slowly, savagely "growing" and "adapting"!
"All Alliance forces, listen! Retreat immediately! Get out of this monster's energy absorption range! Now!" Fa's voice carried urgency, echoing across the battlefield. She realized the Alliance army could not become fuel for this thing.
The nine kings heard and immediately ordered: "Full retreat! Hurry! This monster attacks indiscriminately! Leave Fa to handle it!" Queen Sylvia Sunshine expanded her emerald guardian barrier to cover the retreating soldiers; Nuti Ursa's soul force field held the line; Secret Forging Titan raised molten walls for escape routes; Aldrich's thousand-shield barrier covered the skies; Fishlenna's water walls blocked flanks; Soul King Erebus's soul crystal dragons purified mental interference; Wyrselon's stellar chains pulled back falling warriors; Malagoth's shadow domain obscured perception; Elder Xuanjia's turtle shell phantom withstood shockwaves.
Under the nine kings' command, the Alliance army retreated orderly. TISK shouted: "Fa! Be careful! We'll wait for you in the rear!" Kayla roared: "We believe in you! Destroy that thing!" Arya's voice brimmed with worry: "Fa… you have to come back safe!" Salsa's faint soul body whispered: "We… will pray for you…" Rex analyzed: "Its energy is unstable—find a weakness!" Yuyuer, Zhamisi, Lin Ya, Celestia, and others called out encouragements.
At the battlefield's center, almost only Fa remained facing the colossal beast. Its roars shook heaven and earth; each step cracked the ground, spewing lava and ice spikes. Fa took a deep breath, her right eye flashing silver. A time-slow domain unfolded, delaying the beast's movements. She swung her hand, metal-enhanced short blade slicing its fire-element limbs, exploding into metallic shrapnel. But wood-element vines regenerated, venomous mist counterattacked, forcing her to deflect with wind. She teleported past lightning, dark black holes swallowed its ice, yet discovered the beast absorbing battlefield remnants—fire devouring Alliance flames, water absorbing sea tribe elements, earth drawing terrestrial power, lightning capturing sky bolts, ice freezing atmospheric moisture, wood extracting life from corpses, venom consuming Zhamisi's poisons, light absorbing sun elf purification, dark swallowing undead soulfire, wind whipping storms, psychic eroding dying wills, even blood drawing from fresh corpses.
The beast grew larger, form more twisted—from hundreds of meters to over a kilometer—roaring and spewing thirteen-element mixed energy spheres at Fa. She cut them with spatial slashes, but the beast absorbed her elemental backlash, destabilizing her mana. It grew by devouring corpses: dwarf bodies strengthening metallic scales, orc corpses boosting power, elf corpses enhancing magic affinity, sea tribe corpses spawning water tentacles, winged corpses growing variant wings, soul remnants amplifying psychic attacks, dark elf corpses reinforcing shadow domains, even Doomsday soldiers' corpses fueling greater frenzy.
FA Face it with all your strength, twelve elements weaving shields, short blade severing limbs—but regeneration was too fast. She teleported to strike the core, only to be misled by psychic illusions, nearly hit. Time-reversal edges let her rewind a moment to dodge fatal blows, but at huge cost. Roman lurked in shadows, attempting sneak attacks: blood eyes unleashing blood magic to corrode her shields, only repelled by spatial cuts; tech energy cannons fired, deflected by wind, counterattacks shattering his shields. He roared: "Daughter of the Stars! Your power will be mine!" But each attempt was predicted by her right eye, spatial barriers blocking.
As time passed, Fa's mana dwindled. The beast had grown to ten thousand meters, a sky-blotting colossus; her time domain faltered, elemental shields cracking. She gasped: "Is this… really the end?" The thought rose uncontrollably. Her immense expenditure against the beast left her vulnerable, with Roman still watching…
Just as her mana neared depletion, that familiar, ice-cold voice from the Frozen Throne echoed once more in her mind: "Star-Eyed Daughter… your persistence is admirable. But now, your mana is nearly gone. This monster has exceeded your control. Let me handle it. Surrender your body to me, and I can erase it from this world with absolute power."
Fa resisted at first, wary: "No… I can't let you take control again… Though you saved us last time… I still don't know your purpose or what you want."
The voice remained calm yet seductive: "Last time was against Enuwar; this time, to destroy this monster. I promise—after annihilating it, I will return your body immediately. Daughter of the Stars, you have no other choice. The beast grows; your allies retreat. If you fall, this world perishes. Trust me… just once."
Fa hesitated, watching the beast devour more corpses, swelling to blot out the sky. She gritted her teeth: "…Fine. I agree. But you must keep your promise and return my body afterward. If you break it, with my last will… I will self-destruct the Star Eyes, leaving you nothing!"
The voice chuckled lowly: "Deal."
As the cold voice fell, Fa's consciousness was abruptly drawn away, sinking into endless darkness and silence, losing all perception of the outside world.
On the battlefield, "Fa"'s body froze in place, head bowed, long hair billowing without wind.
The Chaos Beast cared nothing for this. One massive claw gathered hyper-compressed thirteen-colored chaotic energy—like a nascent supernova—slamming down toward the motionless "Fa"!
Roman's eyes gleamed; believing Fa finally exhausted, the perfect moment to seize the Star Eyes!
Yet, in the instant the annihilating claw descended and Roman prepared to strike—
"Fa" abruptly raised her head.
The twelve-colored starry river in her left eye vanished, replaced by the same pure silver-white as her right. Both eyes now held no emotion, no fatigue—only endless cold and absolute rationality, reflecting the deepest cosmic void and the laws governing all.
An indescribable terror, transcending every lifeform present, erupted from her slender frame like tangible reality!
"I have finally… returned."
He raised a hand. Twelve elements irresistibly spread, instantly twisting and shattering the beast's colossal claw.
The Chaos Beast roared in confusion and rage, unable to comprehend what had happened.
The one controlling Fa's body: "Star-Eyed Daughter… your body… I accept it."
Ice-Cold Awakening
At this moment, on the Eternal Frost Wasteland—land ravaged by blood and fire—time seemed flash-frozen at absolute zero, stilled utterly. The deafening shouts of battle, energy explosions, dying wails—all sounds were forcibly erased by an invisible, frigid will. The battlefield became a silent theater of ultimate despair. The Alliance's remaining 280,000 soldiers and the Doomsday Rebirth's routed force of fewer than 150,000—all, friend and foe alike—tremblingly raised their heads, gazes locked on the once-hopeful, miraculous slender figure: Fa.
When "Fa" lifted her face again, the resolute yet gentle features were overlaid with an eternal glacial indifference. Her eyes, once swirling with life-nurturing starry rivers of twelve colors, had been completely extinguished—replaced by pure, hollow silver-white, like twin ice cores from the polar depths that would never melt, containing only the absolute rationality that overlooks ants and parses all things.
An indescribable terror, surpassing every form of life present, exploded from her seemingly fragile body! This was no mere energy shockwave, but an existential pressure from a higher dimension—like an invisible cosmic tsunami instantly drowning the entire battlefield.
Under this aura, Alliance soldiers felt not simple fear, but soul-deep insignificance and submission. Their thoughts seemed invaded by countless icy data streams—every idea, every emotion, every cellular activity quantified, evaluated, treated as dust. Souls lay naked under a microscope, nowhere to hide.
The nine kings reacted most intensely; their power sources trembled and wailed before this aura:
Queen Sylvia Sunshine's emerald eyes shook violently, blood draining from her beautiful face. She murmured, voice trembling unconsciously: "This… this is not the Fa we know. This is… some supreme existence beyond our world's comprehension!"
Behind Nuti Ursa, the massive rabbit soul phantom growled uneasily, fur standing on end: "This aura… far more primal and terrifying than any ancient beast!"
Secret Forging Titan gripped his ancestral runic warhammer, muscles bulging from extreme force, veins throbbing: "This isn't magic, nor divine power… it's… directly rewriting the world's rules!"
Aldrich's sword—slayer of countless foes—trembled faintly. Feeling the pervasive parsing sensation, he said bitterly: "It's… calculating us… every possibility, every weakness… In its eyes, we are reduced to… mutable data?"
Fishlenna's tidal power around her churned chaotically like frightened waves. She was horrified to find her link to the deep-sea will growing faint: "The ocean's will… retreats, fears… This power… surpasses natural laws!"
Soul King Erebus's soulfire flickered madly, as if about to extinguish: "Souls… soul connections forcibly rewritten! This existence… no longer any known soul structure!"
Wyrselon's stellar chains automatically contracted defensively, humming softly. He looked skyward, as if confirming the stars' positions: "The firmament… the stars tremble… This is… absolute dominion from beyond dimensions!"
Malagoth's shadow-thorn crown curled slightly. He intoned lowly: "Night and abyss… before it, seem so… shallow as puddles."
Elder Xuanjia's ancient turtle shell phantom emerged, runes flickering uncertainly. His voice rasped heavily: "Ancestral blood boils, issuing the ultimate warning… This is… the origin of world-ending, the beginning of termination!"
Roman's face paled to paper-white. Staring at those silver eyes, his past madness and confidence vanished, replaced by deepest dread. He muttered hoarsely: "This… this can't be?! This power… even more despair-inducing than the Daughter of the Stars herself!"
The air congealed, energy particles ceased motion, time flow warped. Nearby soldiers couldn't even form fear—thoughts frozen like insects in amber, life instincts halted.
The Chaos Beast, fused from thirteen clashing energies, sensed unprecedented mortal threat. Countless twisted elemental organs shrieked in alarm. Its mountain-sized body contracted sharply. Then, a claw fused of lava, eternal ice, toxic metal, corrosive acid, and more lunged forth—its palm compressing a thirteen-colored chaotic energy sphere like a miniature doomsday star, smashing toward the motionless "Fa" with annihilating might! This strike could vaporize the nine kings' strongest combined defenses instantly.
Yet "Fa" merely raised one hand indifferently, without even glancing at the attack. Her slender fingertip traced casually through the void.
No deafening explosion, no dazzling energy blaze.
A slender, razor-smooth rift—seemingly forged from absolute "nothingness"—silently stretched before the chaotic claw. The doomsday sphere and the monstrous claw, upon touching the rift, were severed at the particle level, then utterly devoured by the nothingness beyond—as if the cataclysmic strike had never existed.
The Chaos Beast unleashed a roar of mingled agony and extreme confusion. Energy gushed like a waterfall from the severed claw, yet regeneration failed as swiftly as before.
"Annoying."
"Fa"'s lips moved slightly, uttering words that were icy cold, devoid of any emotional fluctuation, yet capable of freezing the soul more than any roar. For the first time, her silver-white eyes looked directly at the enormous chaotic creation, her gaze like that of a master craftsman examining a crudely made, malfunctioning toy, filled with pure indifference and a hint of barely perceptible annoyance.