Thousands of evil dragon legions blotted out the sky, casting a massive shadow over the Washington district.
Whether out of shared sorrow for their kind or a desire to make an example of them, the enemy had clearly mobilized its full strength. They intended to wage a final battle and utterly destroy these beings who dared to challenge the majesty of the powerful.
In human history, the true power of the highest authorities was never represented by mere fragile humans.
It was represented by forces like the Evil Dragon Satan, a power that only the highest authorities could control.
And this time, after locking onto the only two people left in the core area, the evil dragon legion had no intention of identifying them.
Whether it was Typhon or Saigō Homura, by daring to appear here, they had already been sentenced to death by the highest authorities.
Therefore, with no attempt at communication, the thousands of evil dragons let out a long roar and simultaneously crashed towards the center.
Then, just as the "787" Bull of the Heavenly Duke had demonstrated before, they fused and devoured one another, coalescing into a single, unique, colossal red dragon.
The colossal red dragon with seven heads and ten horns was a thousand meters long, like a floating island.
The terrifying aura it emanated completely overwhelmed the continent, and even the planet itself.
Without a doubt, this red dragon was the true form of the Evil Dragon Satan, a world-ending factor capable of dictating the future of humanity and even destroying the entire Earth.
And now, the Evil Dragon Satan had locked its sights on the two before it.
"What are you going to do?" the Absolute Evil Demon Lord asked in a seemingly languid tone.
"As a Demon Lord, you should have the guts to be an enemy to all life. I don't mind if you team up with that thing!"
"Hmph!"
Typhon shifted his gaze from Saigō Homura to Satan.
"While I also despise evil gods like you, I detest these oppressors even more... I don't plan on teaming up with you, but that thing is my enemy too!"
As the personification of all victims, Typhon's hatred for the Evil Dragon Satan far surpassed his hatred for Saigō Homura.
So, the moment the words left his mouth, before the Absolute Evil Demon Lord could even react, Typhon had already pushed off the ground, launching himself into the air to appear before the Evil Dragon Satan.
Unlike the Evil Dragon Satan's massive, kilometer-long body, Typhon's was only the size of a normal person, and even a bit more slender than the average adult male.
Against the backdrop of the Evil Dragon Satan's colossal frame, Typhon's body seemed as minuscule as a speck of dust.
However, this very body, as small and frail as a speck of dust, swung a slap at the red dragon that was larger than a mountain.
And then—
"BOOM!!!"
Dragon scales shattered, dragon blood splattered, and the red dragon's incomparably massive body plummeted like a meteor.
What should have been a fly had just swatted down a giant dragon with a single slap.
Moreover, Typhon had no intention of stopping with a single blow.
As the red dragon plummeted, before it could even hit the ground, he chased after it at an even greater speed.
The density of the Spiritual Status he had gained from devouring a landmass the size of Atlantis expanded to its maximum. His body, with a mass comparable to a continent and a density like a neutron star, shot like a fiery meteor straight into the red dragon Satan's stomach, carrying the evil dragon with him as they smashed straight through the entire continental shelf.
"GEYAAA!!!"
The evil dragon cried out in pain, letting out a furious roar.
An invisible power surged forth, establishing some kind of special rule.
"This is...?"
The Absolute Evil Demon Lord sensed the essence of this power.
Just as he was about to say something, he saw Typhon grab the giant dragon by the tail and lift the Evil Dragon Satan into the air.
"Is that all? If you can't even withstand this paltry amount of pain, then how could you turn a blind eye to the wails of my brethren back then?"
As Typhon roared his furious question, he clearly didn't expect an answer. He lifted the Evil Dragon Satan and repeatedly smashed it into the ground, each blow triggering a small-scale earthquake.
"I see. The Dystopian Demon Lord can only negate Divinity, not the power of the Third Stellar Particle from other systems."
Saigō Homura's eyes flickered as he acknowledged this fact.
He had studied Kudō Asuka's Divinity before. The moment he was possessed by the Absolute Evil Demon Lord, he could even use a special power to grant himself Divinity.
But under Satan's roar, both true Divinity and simulated Divinity would be sealed away.
If he also relied on Divinity as his core power, he would have ended up in the same state as Ojou-sama, his core power stripped away.
Fortunately, however, while he could possess Divinity, he didn't rely on it.
The neutron-star-level constitution he possessed was an improved version, copied by reverse-engineering Typhon's unique physical makeup.
Therefore—
"Don't steal my prey!"
His pitch-black wings transformed into blades, piercing straight through the Evil Dragon Satan's wings like nails and pinning it firmly to the ground.
The Absolute Evil Demon Lord shot into the air. Seeing the Evil Dragon Satan's aura weakening under Typhon's assault, he grew anxious.
Mimicking Typhon's earlier move, he wrapped himself in the pitch-black Dragon's Vestige to form a massive meteor. However, unlike Typhon's solid meteor, the Dragon's Vestige was not only streamlined but also formed a sharp, awl-like point at the bottom.
With the same continental-shelf-level weight, his descent was equivalent to an asteroid striking the Earth. Even against a giant dragon, it was highly likely to pierce through its chest.
Faced with the Evil Dragon Satan, the two Demon Lords might not have been able to team up, but when it came to fighting their own battles, they had that much of a tacit understanding.
And so.
"BOOM!"
"CRASH!"
Under the assault of the two Demon Lords, the Evil Dragon Satan instantly collapsed. First, it broke down into thousands of smaller evil dragons, and then it further disintegrated into a massive beast tide involving millions of animals.
This was Satan's special mechanism.
If it couldn't win in a direct fight, it could still tie them down indirectly.
Facing two Demon Lords at once was certainly dangerous, but it wasn't so bad that it couldn't even manage a 0.4 chance of survival, right?
What one needed to know was that in this massive beast tide of millions of animals, every single member possessed Divinity.
In other words, the main force of the beast tide consisted of, at the very least, five-digit-level Divinity holders.
Millions of Divinity holders—this was a force that surpassed the armies of ordinary pantheons, capable of easily overthrowing the Earth, and even the entire universe.
How could such a massive, nearly invincible force be defeated so quickly and easily!
Just as everyone was thinking this, the rout began.
At first, it was just some slaughter, some wails, a minor earthquake.
It wasn't until later, when the millions of Divinity holders had been utterly destroyed and the Evil Dragon Satan was forced to merge and reveal its original form again, that people began to panic.
But by then, it was too late.