CHAPTER 500: CHAPTER 239: LET THE AGE OF MYTH END HERE (8K)

As early as the time of the 4-Ring, Shiayar could unexpectedly unleash the "Divine Evasion" with a single sword stroke to kill the Borgia family’s butler, Silver Fox Lier.

And before he had even set foot into Legend, he was able to rely on the "Black Knight" Mecha, powered by a simulated solar furnace, to engage in a prolonged battle with Isadella, who at that time wielded the Sacred Sword and had the home field advantage as the King of the Imaginary Zone.

And at this moment, ten years have passed in the Garden of Eden since the end of Escarnia’s Imaginary Zone, along with five hundred years of slumber in the Abyssal Depths.

During this period, every minute and every second, a massive amount of spiritual power flowed through Shiayar’s spiritual ocean, simulating and calculating, refining and optimizing those imaginary war weapons in his mind, finally manifesting them into reality.

To what extent have I reached now, even Shiayar himself is not quite sure.

And those magnificent fantasies that exist only in his mind have always found no subjects for experimentation.

For the current Shiayar, the Western Continent seems a bit too fragile... Even during the divine war when several halves of Evil Gods descended upon the Empire Capital at Isadella’s coronation, Shiayar actually restrained his power, only giving a small, tentative display.

Something like "Flowing Blade Like Fire, All Things in the World Reduced to Ashes" is far from Shiayar’s strongest skill.

And now—

In this unfamiliar end times of the Age of Gods, where there are not so many people and things worth Shiayar’s concern.

Those war weapons that have been day by day, year by year, perfected, improved, and optimized in Shiayar’s spiritual ocean.

Finally usher in the moment to manifest into reality.

"So, let me test it."

"The current me—"

"Under full force, to what extent can I reach."

As the final words fell.

In Shiayar’s pitch-black eyes, all the light and shadows dissipated completely.

Calming the ripples of thought, not only sealing off words but also emotions altogether.

However, corresponding to that.

Was a torrent, streaming like a flood, a flow of data in the spiritual ocean, and the stirring fantasies.

"Permit for transmutation of ultra-high-risk magictech equipment, confirmed."

"Secret Key validation complete, first level data security lock released."

"Magictech equipment model confirmed, commencing transmutation."

"Current transmutation equipment code name: Meteor Stream."

Jayee’s melodious yet crisp mechanical voice gently resonated in Shiayar’s Spiritual World.

These were security locks set within Shiayar’s Spiritual World due to concerns over the potential destructive impact on the real world and civilians, which Shiayar is now unlocking one by one.

As the artificial intelligence linked to Shiayar’s soul, currently assisting Shiayar’s spiritual power in calculations with all its might, Jayee’s virtual image of a miniature fairy rippled with layered starlight.

No longer a metal fairy, but rather an elf born between the stars.

Vast tidal-like torrents of data, enough to be measured by grains of the Ganges Sands, washed over Shiayar’s spiritual ocean.

Then, pointed to that one singular target.

Shiayar slowly reached out his hand.

The next moment.

Swish.

In an instant, innumerable pitch-black liquid metal particles dispersed between Shiayar’s fingers.

These were the very invincible metal used when Shiayar first transmuted the "Black Knight" Mecha. Although the Black Knight Mecha was blown up in the battle with Isadella in Escarnia, and the invincible metal’s immortality was forcibly erased by Isadella using the higher mysteries of the Sacred Sword, consuming many.

Yet by the time Shiayar returned and joined a rich backer, he had long replenished the loss of invincible metal, with reserves now several times that during Escarnia.

Moreover—

This time the invincible metal was not to be transmuted into the Black Knight Mecha—

But rather, a far more terrifying war weapon than the Black Knight Mecha, conceived with deities as the hypothetical enemies.

...

Click.

Shiayar lightly snapped his fingers.

The next moment.

Above the ocean, under the starry sky.

Those innumerable pitch-black invincible metals suddenly bubbled at the sound, flowing and regrouping like liquid mercury.

Following the magictech equipment model in Jayee’s database, marked with ultra-high danger, requiring multiple permissions to activate and view, meticulously outlined into reality.

When that shapeless pitch-black liquid vanished—

In its place, stood a gigantic silver-white sniper rifle.

Given its specifications and size, describing it as a giant cannon would not be an exaggeration.

The elongated crimson barrel presented a streamlined form, coiled with vein-like ominous patterns.

And the support behind the barrel was forged from stellar iron, its fierce lines paired with its grim hue, as if to engulf all light.

The silver-white gigantic sniper rifle hung high in front of Shiayar, above the distant sky on the ocean.

The dark muzzle, under the trajectory calculations of Shiayar and Jayee, slowly adjusted angle and direction.

That was sniping across several world barriers, aimed at the stars above the distant sky.

Minor deviations in the starting direction would transform into immense errors spanning tens of thousands of miles at the target point.

However, at this moment.

The calculation of that sniping trajectory was slowly being completed through Shiayar’s spiritual ocean, accomplished by human wisdom.