Sorrow of God

The Black Monarch displayed his unfathomable methods.

One after another, versions of him emerged, freed from the influence of death, surrounding Olivia.

Each Black Monarch raised a pitch-black spear and charged, launching a coordinated assault.

Faced with this, Olivia remained calm. With fluid and exquisite movements, she wielded her Sword of God to clash with the Black Monarchs.

The sounds of collisions echoed one after another. Every Black Monarch that struck Olivia was sent flying.

Some were even split in half by a single slash, dying in a gruesome manner.

Yet no matter how many the Black Monarch lost, they regenerated instantly, maintaining their numbers to overwhelm Olivia.

To truly end this assault, she needed to find a way to break the pitch-black ring the Black Monarch had created.

This was not difficult for Olivia; she could consult her Magic Mirror at any time to find the best countermeasure.

However, she had no intention of destroying the pitch-black ring yet. Instead, she chose to continue fighting the countless Black Monarchs.

She cut them down one by one, using this method to drain the Black Monarch's power.

After fighting for a while, Olivia suddenly struck out, pointing her Sword of God toward the heavens.

In the next heartbeat, dark clouds coalesced overhead, forming out of nothing in an instant.

Immediately after, a torrential downpour began to fall from the clouds.

This was the Rain of God!

As the Rain of God fell, it instantly covered the space within the pitch-black ring.

Under the heavy rain, the numerous Black Monarchs were rapidly dissolved before they could even move against Olivia.

This was the Rain of God, a downpour infused with divine power; its might was not to be underestimated.

Even with the Black Monarch's exceptional strength, he found it difficult to withstand such an attack.

'No, my power is too dispersed. I'll be picked off one by one like this,' the Black Monarch thought.

By now, he had fully acknowledged Olivia's strength, even forgetting that he was fighting a mere Destroyer.

He viewed Olivia as the most formidable opponent of his life.

In the next moment, the pitch-black ring dissipated, and all the Black Monarchs vanished, leaving only the original.

As soon as he appeared, he opened his arms wide, as if embracing the sky.

Suddenly, wailing sounds filled the air as massive tombstones materialized and crashed down violently.

Countless tombstones packed the sky, as if intended to bury an entire era.

As they fell, they first passed through the dark clouds, seemingly attempting to shatter the source of the Rain of God.

However, the result was not what the Black Monarch had envisioned.

The tombstones were incredibly fast, carrying an aura of death and unparalleled power.

Yet, as they fell, they failed to affect the clouds in the slightest, passing through them silently before continuing their descent toward the ground.

Seeing that the tombstones were ineffective against the clouds, the Black Monarch manifested a black dome around himself to resist the effects of the Rain of God.

Meanwhile, the tombstones were about to crush Olivia.

Seeing this, Olivia's body flickered, returning to her original size, then flickered again, shrinking until she was smaller than a fingernail.

The falling tombstones plummeted past her; not a single one managed to hit her.

Being so small, she could precisely navigate through every gap.

Sensing this, the Black Monarch suddenly transformed into a pitch-black light-flame and lunged at Olivia, snatching her into his palm.

Within his palm, the black light-flame churned continuously, and the aura of death became so thick it was almost suffocating.

He intended to incinerate Olivia directly with his deathly light-flame.

But at that moment, the Black Monarch sensed an agonizing emotion.

It was as if he were experiencing the greatest injustice of a lifetime—feelings of grievance and desolation surged into his heart, nearly bringing him to tears.

Under the influence of this emotion, the Black Monarch's attack subconsciously faltered.

And at that moment, Olivia was staring at him.

The gold in her eyes receded, replaced by silver.

Within those silver pupils, a strange vortex seemed to be spinning, making her entire gaze appear to rotate.

A strange divine power was released through her eyes, enveloping the Black Monarch.

This was another divine skill Olivia had mastered—Sorrow of God!

Infinite sorrow welled up in the Black Monarch's heart, casting a shroud of lamentation over his very soul.

This was an attack that targeted the soul, making it impossible to guard against, yet its effects were startling.

During the brief battle earlier, Olivia had already used her divine power to heavily drain the Black Monarch.

Now, in this moment, she suddenly erupted, channeling a massive amount of divine power into this single attack, instantly shattering the Black Monarch's defenses and invading his soul.

It all happened too suddenly—so suddenly that the Black Monarch had no time to prepare.

In that state, under the influence of that lamentable emotion, his soul began to weep.

But why would a soul weep?

What flowed was not tears at all, but his soul essence.

The loss of this soul essence was so rapid that in the blink of an eye, the Black Monarch's entire soul had drained away, leaving nothing behind.

Immediately, all the death energy in the arena vanished without a trace.

The Black Monarch's body collapsed with a thud, hitting the ground.

His physical form remained there, looking no different than it had at the start, but his soul was gone.

He was dead!