Chapter 1654: Chapter 524: Unknown Value, Stronger When Facing Strength_2

Wayne’s broken arm healed itself, with each step forward a limb would collapse, and with each regeneration he advanced further until he stood before the Goddess of Bright, his body having fully adapted to her, the omnipresent light no longer a pressure to him.

“You missed the best opportunity.” Wayne raised his blade to the shoulder of the Goddess of Bright.

“No, you know nothing of the light.”

The body of the Goddess of Bright faded, and the scepter in her hand transformed into a golden light sword.

“No, no, ever since I was a child, I have always believed in the light, even when many people told me it was just a facade, I still believed unwaveringly.”

Wayne swung his blade across the fading neck of the Goddess of Bright, unable to touch her, but the light sword of her ethereal form inflicted real damage, effortlessly slicing off a section of his arm.

The white foam collapsed, and before the severed arm could hit the ground, it turned to ashes and disappeared.

The Great Eyeball cast a thoughtful gaze.

The smile on the Goddess of Bright did not waver, she swung her sword again, ignoring the space between them, cutting Wayne in half before she even touched him.

The lower half of his body turned to ash, annihilated by the light.

Suddenly, the Goddess of Bright seemed to understand the construct of the Pale Knight’s body, exclaiming: “So that’s it, this is not your true form, your consciousness never existed in reality, what everyone sees of you is not the real you.”

Wayne did not refute, there were only two people who truly saw his form.

Saina and Idinis.

These two impulsively ventured into a decaying universe, where they saw a giant Magic Eye growing in The Void.

There was another, the Ancient God of Dragonheart Island must have seen it too.

Considering that the Ancient God is not human, it’s not counted.

“Then, what is your reality, what do you truly look like?”

The Goddess of Bright wielded the light sword continuously, burning away the excess impurities, leaving Wayne with just a Great Eyeball.

Whoosh!!

White foam writhed and spawned, revitalizing the Pale Knight fully.

The Goddess of Bright remained undiscouraged: “You are not invincible, you too will die, as long as I occupy all of your thoughts, your tentacles cannot reach the Mortal World.”

The goddess’s eyes blazed with golden light, her entire form engulfed in a supremely sacred radiant flame unique to the light, awakening rapidly, seemingly limitless, enhancing further and further.

The vast divine might swept in all directions, halting at the critical point between the Sun and Moonlight Divine Nations, with no specific emblems, there were no grand suns, nor the phases of the moon, only endless brilliant light.

“Such amazing effects, fortunately, I was willing to spend money, otherwise today I would definitely be outshone by you.”

Wayne murmured softly, his legs dissolved in white foam, spilling out a wave of pale color, and in an extremely short time, the surging waves turned into the Pale Sea.

The Pale Sea submerged the Sea of Magma below, evaporating a massive amount of white particulate mist, rising high, forming pale clouds, followed by a descending curtain of rain.

Rows of lines fractured open, tens of thousands of eyes opened, rotating chaotically, all looking toward the Goddess of Bright.

Even without the whispers of Corruption, this scene was not something even a Demigod could bear.

The original third layer of the Sun God Nation, now half occupied by the pale, the other half by the bright, Galle’s Subsidiary Gods, Weaver and Aroman, had been ushered out of the audience seats early.

Galle had thrown the two underlings to the seventh layer ahead of time, admitting defeat was not to be spoken of, nor was the fusion into the Goddess of Bright to be mentioned, these were all significant secrets of the Sun God Nation.

The clash of two Evolutions, the Goddess of Bright used the authority of the Divine Nation to elevate herself while overwhelming the Pale Sea.

Unless Wayne unleashed the most powerful Corrupter, enshrouding the Goddess of Bright with reason, he could not defeat her in a short time.

He had promised Galle not to use the means of Corruption, and he kept his word, wielding two blades + four twisted tentacles, he tangled with the Goddess of Bright.

The scepter in the hands of the Goddess of Bright changed with her will, an upgraded version of the Sacred Arsenal, now a light sword, now a long spear, and she herself was a mass of light, only she could hit Wayne, and Wayne couldn’t touch her at all.

Bright light flashed, crisscrossed without any pattern.

A beam of bright light brushed past Wayne, leaving him in pieces scattered everywhere.

The Goddess of Bright slowly turned, looking at Wayne’s writhing, self-healing form, she spoke softly: “Admit defeat, you cannot touch me, continuing to fight is meaningless, if you’re trying to stall until the fusion time is over, I will not acknowledge my defeat by you.”

“Almost, I’m about to catch you.”

Wayne’s hands writhed, returning to ten fingers, reaching out in midair, he caught a stream of light in his hand: “See, the outcome is about to be revealed, my goddess, prepare to comply with my unreasonable request!”

The Goddess of Bright showed displeasure, her gaze flickering, golden beams interwoven, penetrating Wayne’s form, instantly incinerating him into dust.

Immediately, streams of luminescent beams wrapped around, sealing the entire Pale Sea.

She summoned a sphere of sealed light onto her palm: “The truly proud one is you, you believe too much in yourself, to the extent of denying others…”

Wayne remained in defeat throughout, yet did not dishonor by corrupting the Sun God Nation; the Goddess of Bright observed in silence.

Her silence was not acknowledgment, but helplessness, why remain true to one’s word, even if just a little Corruption as a rebuttal by Shi Luke against Galle would be justified.

Crack!

The sealed light sphere cracked open, white foam splashed out, turning midair into several tentacles lunging toward the Goddess of Bright.