"Finally... I have finally waited for this moment!"
Despair God Anthrope stood atop the tower, flexing this young vessel. Intertwining black and white magic flowed around his body, every breath carrying the rhythmic pulse of laws.
The heart of the abyss throbbed in his chest, each beat releasing terrifying fluctuations that distorted the surrounding space.
Despair God Anthrope spoke, his voice a low whisper mixed with echoes. "A young life, pure despair and Hope... what a wonderful body. Foolish child, to naively believe that obtaining the power to save the world would be so easy."
Hope just watched it all quietly. Facing the revived God of Despair, there wasn't a hint of panic on his face; he even let out a bored yawn.
"Human, you don't seem surprised?" Anti-Hoper noticed Hope's calm and indifferent demeanor.
"I guessed as much."
Hope spoke flatly, "A commoner with a hard life gets a heaven-defying item and becomes a Boss. Just as he collects enough energy and is about to realize his ambitions, he gets possessed by a mysterious old man inside the item, and all his efforts become someone else's wedding dress."
"With such a cliché plot that you can see the end of at a glance, it would be weirder if I couldn't guess what followed... However..."
Hope sized up the God of Despair from head to toe. "You don't look like much either. You finally waited for a naive unlucky bastard to possess, and this is the level you're at?"
A flash of anger crossed Despair God Anthrope's eyes. "Though I have only thirty percent of my peak power, I am not someone an ignorant ant like you can criticize!"
Deep purple and pure white energy erupted from his body, weaving into a divine halo in the air. The Sky above the Royal Capital turned completely dark, and lightning raged within the clouds.
"Visitor from another world, your soul is exceptionally bright..."
"Now, pay the price for your offense and become the first sacrifice for my awakening."
Anti-Hoper's mouth split into a non-human curve as he took a step forward. With just that single step, the entire top floor of the Tower of Despair disintegrated instantly, black crystals scattering like grains of sand.
A massive amount of black and white magic chains extended from the void, each containing the ultimate negative energy. They directly sealed all the space around Hope, attempting to pollute his spirit.
This was the authority of the God of Despair, capable of mobilizing all negative emotions to assault a target's spirit. Under such a vast sea of negative emotions, very few humans could maintain their original heart.
However—
"That's it?"
Hope's voice was very calm.
As a Magnetic Field powerhouse, the most important thing was to maintain one's original heart. If one didn't even have this much will, how could they talk about being powerful?
Hope simply clenched his fist and threw a punch at the air. The surrounding chains condensed from the power of despair melted at light speed, like vampires seeing the sun.
Anti-Hoper's smile froze on his face. "What...?"
Before he could finish his sentence, Hope had already appeared in front of him. A simple, unadorned straight punch landed squarely on his face; Anti-Hoper hadn't even reacted.
BOOM!
The powerful force slammed Anti-Hoper down, instantly smashing through several floors of the tower. He tumbled a dozen times before barely stabilizing himself. A clear fist print was left on his face, and even his nose was punched crooked to one side.
"A god? That's it?"
Hope shook his hand. "To actually be this weak, no way? No way?"
Despair God Anthrope was both shocked and furious. He could feel that the absolute power contained in that punch just now wasn't magic, but a strange power that transcended magical energy.
"Impossible... You are just a human..." Anti-Hoper clutched his face, his voice actually wavering.
"That's right, I am just a human."
Hope's smile was brilliant. "But sometimes, humans can do things that even gods cannot."
"Hmph! A mere human! I am Despair God Anthrope!"
The black and white magic went into a wild frenzy.
In an instant, with the Tower of Despair as the center, within a radius of several miles, the deepest fears, sorrows, and feelings of powerlessness in the hearts of all living beings were amplified.
Anti-Hoper raised his hand and made a grasping motion, extracting the negative emotions growing in the hearts of everyone present. They condensed in his palm into a long spear entwined with black flows of light.
Before the spear even moved, the space in front of the tip cracked into spider-web-like black patterns. That was Anti-Hoper's absolute power; any matter touched by it would be completely annihilated.
Hope looked at the spear with a look of contempt. "I see. So-called gods ultimately use magical energy after all. You're just slightly more powerful magical creatures."
"It's so fucking disappointing!"
Hope was utterly disappointed. Unwilling to continue playing along with this bullshit god, his entire body erupted with blinding blue-white electric light.
Magnetic Field Rotation!
In the next instant, Hope was already in front of Anti-Hoper. Anti-Hoper didn't even see the process of him moving; it was like a video skipping frames—one frame he was in the distance, the next he was right before his eyes.
Hope struck with eighty thousand horsepower!
Heavenly Martial Killing Path: God-Severing Path!
The God-Severing Path was created by 'Great White Shark Tiandao,' one of the four original Magnetic Field powerhouses, to kill gods with thought. It completely releases one's domineering intent and ferocity, attacking at speeds exceeding light to strike 3,000 times with the same maximum power, devouring and slaughtering the enemy until nothing remains.
Hope's horsepower was far inferior. Currently, even if he exhausted all his power, he could at most strike 50 times with maximum lethality, but it was enough to deal with a broken and incomplete 'god.'
When Hope appeared, Anti-Hoper could see nothing except the phantom of an incomparably massive shark.
In the first instant, before the spear of despair in Anti-Hoper's hand could even be raised, it was smashed into pieces by three punches.
In the second instant, he felt every inch of bone in his limbs break, and intense pain radiated from his internal organs.
In the third instant, Hope's fingers sank into his chest, grabbing that heart-like throbbing 'heart of the abyss,' and then... gave it a gentle tug.
There was no blood, no wound.
The moment the crystal was removed, Anti-Hoper's chest automatically restored to flesh and blood, as if that ancient crystal had never existed.
Without even exerting one-twentieth of the power of the true 'God-Severing Path,' Hope had completed the execution of Despair God Anthrope.
It was over.
Anti-Hoper's face was ashen. As the God of Despair, he was actually feeling despair once again at this moment.
Just like countless years ago when he was killed by ankhseram, he could only watch helplessly as that evil god snatched away his other authority, watching 'Hope' be destroyed... Having lost his source of power, the ancient will rapidly receded.
The light mixed with despair in Anti-Hoper's eyes quickly dimmed, replaced by Hopeless's original pitch-black eyes.
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