Online Game: Starting with an SSS-Level Plundering Talent - Chapter 480

Chapter 480: Chapter 480: Slaying the Overlord, Anixegon Arrives
“Hmph, so much talk. Overlord, daring to defy the Creator God, you brought this upon yourself. Today, I will send you on your way,” Anixegon scoffed, growing tired of the conversation. With a roar, the Dark-Light Mirror shot out and smashed toward the Overlord.

The Overlord’s expression was one of despair; he knew he couldn’t stop it.

“VoidEmperor, even if I die today, I will drag you down with me!” he shouted, burning his life force in a frenzy. The powerful energy of the laws surged around him, disregarding Anixegon’s attack. He charged recklessly at the VoidEmperor.

Boom!

The space trembled, and an immense pressure spread.

Even in his dying moments, the Overlord’s strongest strike was not to be underestimated.

“Master, save me!” VoidEmperor cried out in panic, summoning the Anchor of the Void. With chains in hand, he threw himself into the fray, striking the Overlord with all his might.

Boom!

Boom!

Two deafening crashes rang out, the space shattered as the attacks from Anixegon and VoidEmperor collided simultaneously with the Overlord.

Blood splattered everywhere. The Overlord had no chance to defend himself, and he was sent flying. Before he even hit the ground, his breath had already left him.

“That was too close!” VoidEmperor exhaled in relief, his heart still racing. He then scowled with resentment and approached the Overlord’s corpse, kicking it twice in frustration.

He could tell that the Overlord’s injuries were fatal. His power had nearly dissipated. Even if Anixegon and he hadn’t intervened, the Overlord would not have survived. Yet, despite this, he had been left in such a dire situation. VoidEmperor couldn’t help but seethe with anger and humiliation.

“Enough. The Overlord was a formidable warrior in his prime. Show some respect,” Anixegon said with distaste, casting a glance at VoidEmperor. He threw the Dark-Light Mirror again, and it expanded instantly. The smooth mirror surface rippled, pulling in Overlord’s broken World-in-Hand and the fallen treasures.

The Overlord was a powerful being, having perfectly fused with the World-in-Hand. Even though it had shattered, it still held immense energy.

What was unfortunate, though, was the destruction of his Golden Wheel of Laws and The Heaven River. Had he possessed these treasures, his power would have advanced once again.

“Anixegon, don’t kill me. I can make a deal with you,” a voice suddenly came from within the Dark-Light Mirror—Celestial Vault’s voice.

He hadn’t perished; he was simply trapped within the mirror.

Anixegon sneered, looking at him with disdain. “Celestial Vault, you’re of no value to me anymore. The fact that I haven’t killed you immediately is already a great mercy.”

The Dark-Light Mirror possessed the powers of Dark-Light. Anyone trapped inside was as good as dead. Celestial Vault’s soul had been severely wounded, and he wouldn’t last much longer. Anixegon didn’t care to intervene further.

“No!” he said urgently. “I can help you break free from the Creator God’s control, and that John is from the Initial World. If you obtain the Initial World, you can become the Creator God.”

“Hmm?” Anixegon frowned, his expression skeptical.

He had already learned about John’s origins, but the Initial World was special, and the Creator God had already set its sights on it. It would be impossible for him to refine it.

However, Celestial Vault’s first condition intrigued him.

“Break free from the Creator God’s control.” He had pledged allegiance to the Creator God. While it seemed glorious on the surface, in reality, he was nothing more than a dog, performing the dirtiest and most exhausting tasks, always living in fear, constantly worrying that the Creator God would erase him on a whim.

Noticing Anixegon’s hesitation, Celestial Vault quickly added, “You must be familiar with the Ten Thousand Souls Bloodthirst Sovereign Technique, right?”

“What?” Anixegon exclaimed, his eyes widening in shock.

Beside him, VoidEmperor involuntarily took a step back, his face a mask of horror as he stared at the Dark-Light Mirror.

Anixegon quickly snapped back to attention, his voice trembling with disbelief. “You used Dark City to cultivate the Ten Thousand Souls Bloodthirst Sovereign Technique?”

He suddenly understood the eerie nature of Dark City—it wasn’t just corrupted by dark power; it had been tainted by endless resentment.

“Correct.” Celestial Vault’s tone remained calm, betraying no hint of emotion. “Dark City has reached completion. I can help you refine it. All the sins and karmic retributions will fall on me alone. You will be unaffected.”

Anixegon’s eyes flickered, his heart stirring. If he could indeed refine Dark City with the Ten Thousand Souls Bloodthirst Sovereign Technique, he could definitely break free from the Creator God’s control.

Furthermore, he had learned that the Creator God was after John and Sini—both enforcers of The Heaven from the Initial World. If he could capture these two, he could escape to the Initial World and hide there.

Once he refined the Initial World, he would no longer fear the Creator God and might even surpass it, possibly becoming the new Creator God.

Suppressing his excitement, he took a deep breath. A thread of Remnant soul floated out from the Dark-Light Mirror—this was Celestial Vault.

At this moment, the Remnant soul was extremely weak, on the verge of dissipating at any moment.

Anixegon coldly fixed his gaze on Celestial Vault and said in a detached tone, “I can spare your life, but you must swear on your soul to truly help me refine Dark City, without any tricks.”

The Ten Thousand Souls Bloodthirst Sovereign Technique was too evil. Without the Creator God’s protection, Anixegon would never be able to bear such a heavy karmic burden. The Heaven would not allow it.

If Celestial Vault tried anything underhanded, he would surely die.

He didn’t dare trust him completely.

“Fine!” Celestial Vault immediately swore, but with one condition: Anixegon must help him rebuild his physical body.

Celestial Vault had ways to avoid the lightning tribulations. Even the heaviest karmic burden wouldn’t faze him.

The two of them completed the contract smoothly, and Anixegon finally relaxed.

Then, he looked at VoidEmperor with a half-smile, his expression cold and threatening, as he spoke, “VoidEmperor, you won’t speak of this, will you?”

His smile was chilling, and the air seemed to hum with murderous intent.

VoidEmperor’s heart skipped a beat. He took a step back, quickly saying, “Master, don’t worry. I would never betray you. I can swear on my soul.”

Anixegon slightly shook his head, speaking indifferently, “There’s no need for all this trouble.”

VoidEmperor felt a surge of emotion, but the next words made his face change drastically.

“I’d rather trust a dead man!” With that, Anixegon directly summoned the Dark-Light Mirror. The mirror flashed, and a powerful wave of The Heaven’s laws swept through, instantly enveloping VoidEmperor, pulling him into the world inside the mirror.

“No…” VoidEmperor roared in unwillingness, shocked that Overlord’s words had come true so quickly.

The Dark-Light Mirror, formed from the forces of Dark-Light, was terrifyingly powerful. It had a corrosive strength that could not be resisted; anything that entered it could not survive.

Celestial Vault watched this scene with a cold laugh, then spoke, “The world calls me unforgivable, but compared to your treachery, I’m far from it.”

“I don’t dare to compare with you. No matter how ruthless I am, I would never slaughter countless souls or cultivate the Ten Thousand Souls Bloodthirst Sovereign Technique.” Anixegon responded calmly, recalling the Dark-Light Mirror.

This matter required extreme caution. If the Creator God ever found out, he would be dead for sure.

“Hmph!” Celestial Vault snorted, dismissing Anixegon’s words.

“Enough. Let’s head to Dark City.” He didn’t feel like discussing it further, and with a thought, he left the area. The two of them swiftly flew toward Dark City.

…

Two days later, Anixegon and Celestial Vault arrived at Dark City.

The entire city was eerily silent, shrouded in black mist that exuded an evil aura.

Anixegon hadn’t felt much of anything before, but now that he knew the truth, the black mist sent a chill down his spine.

“Hmm? Something’s wrong. Someone is refining Dark City!” Celestial Vault noticed something and his expression changed. He cried out in surprise.

“What?” Anixegon quickly asked, “Where?”

“At the base of the volcano!” Celestial Vault pointed toward the massive volcano in the center of the city.

Without hesitation, Anixegon sped off. Dark City had been refined with the Ten Thousand Souls Bloodthirst Sovereign Technique, making it incredibly powerful. He had to claim it for himself.

If it fell into someone else’s hands, it could threaten his safety.

Boom!

Lava surged, and he dove straight into it. His body was searing with intense pain, the lava having an immense corrosive effect.

He frowned, summoning the Dark-Light Mirror. A wave of The Heaven’s laws swept out, splitting the lava and creating a clear path.

He descended swiftly, cutting through the magma, until he arrived at a cave.

The air was thick with chilling winds, and the place was laid bare before him.

“John? Hmm? Sea God Emperor!” he exclaimed, recognizing John and Gaka at once.

He had originally thought it was Celestial Vault’s people who were refining Dark City, but to his surprise, it was these two.

John’s brow was tightly furrowed, his expression filled with urgency.

He had reached the most critical moment in the refining of Dark City and could neither move nor interrupt the process.

“Anixegon, stop wasting time! He’s one step away from refining Dark City—hurry and stop him!” Celestial Vault, now barely a remnant of his former self, appeared. Upon seeing the situation, he immediately called out a warning.

He also noticed Gaka’s weakened soul state.

Clearly, the latter was bearing the karmic burden and sins of Dark City. If John were to complete the refining process, he would not suffer any karmic backlash and would experience a massive increase in power.

“Hmph, what an effortless gain!” Anixegon realized the situation and sneered coldly. Without hesitation, he took action.

He would seize John, refine Dark City, and as soon as he killed the Nine-Headed Lion, he could escape from this place.

Whoosh!

The wind howled as beams of light flashed, targeting the pipes connected to John’s body.

“Damn it!” John’s heart raced. He was at the most critical moment of the Dark City refining process and couldn’t afford to be interrupted. If the process was disrupted now, he would suffer a severe karmic backlash.

He couldn’t afford to take it lightly. Gritting his teeth, he manifested his World-in-Hand to shield against Anixegon’s attack.

Boom! Boom!

The light beams flashed, relentlessly smashing against his World-in-Hand, causing the very space around them to shatter, with chaotic spatial currents swirling violently.

His World-in-Hand was powerless against Anixegon’s overwhelming force.

“Senior, do you have any way to help?” John’s heart pounded in desperation, and he frantically sought Gaka’s help.

If his World-in-Hand were destroyed for the sake of Dark City, it would be a devastating loss.

Gaka’s brow furrowed in deep concern, but all he did was increase the speed at which he refined Dark City—there was nothing else he could do.

“Hmm? What incredible life force!” Anixegon suddenly exclaimed. He noticed John’s World-in-Hand had a Tree of Life, and his eyes glowed with greed.

“I didn’t realize you had such a treasure. But now, it’s mine!” With a greedy expression, he summoned the Dark-Light Mirror and hurled it directly at John’s World-in-Hand.

It’s over!

John felt a wave of despair wash over him. Gritting his teeth, he resolved to protect his World-in-Hand at all costs, bracing himself to endure Anixegon’s assault.

“Senior, retreat the Tree of Life!” he urgently urged Gaka.

John had his soul defense techniques and his Lifesaver and Undying and Immortal talents. Anixegon would find it difficult to kill him outright.

But Gaka had no such protection—he was merely a Remnant soul, with no power left. If he were struck, he would undoubtedly perish.

Despite the danger, Gaka ignored John’s plea. His face was solemn, and he focused entirely on accelerating the refining process.