I'm Really a Villain-Chapter 1205: The Death of Chaos, End of the Play

Xu Zimei retreated several meters back, while the figure of Chaos was sent tumbling away.

Chaos roared in fury, its abdomen sparking with Thunderbolts, and a crimson Torrent surged toward Xu Zimei.

The Tyrant Shadow Blade in Xu Zimei’s hand radiated Blade Intent, and its broad blade directly blocked the Torrent.

The Torrent grew increasingly fierce, engaging in a relentless showdown with Xu Zimei.

After a brief stalemate, the Torrent suddenly exploded, sending Xu Zimei’s figure flying backwards.

On the walls of Flame Stone City, Qin Haoshi anxiously asked, “Should we go and help Young Master Xu?”

"That’s pointless; we’d only create chaos and die in vain,” Mr. Wen replied.

"This isn’t a battle we belong in. It’s best to observe carefully and let things unfold.” freewebnσvel.cѳm

"Agreed. Instead, let’s pour our Power of Vows to assist Young Master Xu as much as we can,” someone else chimed in.

Everyone sat cross-legged, channeling their Power of Vows into the Divine Blade bit by bit.

"Kill,” Xu Zimei growled, gripping Tyrant Shadow Blade as he stepped forth from the shattered void.

The slash of his blade cleaved toward Heaven, unleashing tens of thousands of spans of Blade Intent.

The Blade Intent struck the enormous body of Chaos, embedding itself into its flesh, and Chaos let out a painful scream.

"Well done!” someone cheered from the sidelines.

Xu Zimei swiftly withdrew his blade and retreated, but Chaos grew even more irate, catching the Tyrant Shadow Blade firmly with its claws.

Its immense power threatened to fling Xu Zimei away.

"Blade Arrival!” Xu Zimei roared fiercely.

An earth-shaking burst of Blade Intent erupted, as if the Monarch of Blades had descended from the heavens.

Blade struck claw repeatedly, colliding relentlessly.

For a moment, space shattered, sparks flew, and deafening “boom boom boom” noises echoed continuously.

The eternal Blade Intent and monstrous power swept across the battlefield simultaneously.

After fighting for over a dozen rounds, the two figures finally parted.

"Young Master Xu, don’t clash directly with it; target its eyes!” someone shouted from the city walls.

"Silence!” Chaos roared angrily, turning toward Flame Stone City.

Yet before Chaos could take a few steps, Xu Zimei intercepted it again.

"You’ll have to get through me first!”

"Since you want to die, I’ll gladly oblige!” Chaos bellowed.

Behind it, two pairs of wings unfolded, vast enough to block out the sun.

The black wings, resembling Hell itself, bore blood-red glowing tendons and sinews.

Chaos soared into the skies, moving as swift as lightning, disappearing into the void.

High above, it extended its limbs toward the Firmament.

Its abdomen began to gather endless Spiritual Energy.

For a hundred miles in every direction, Spiritual Energy was absorbed ravenously into its abdomen.

The oppressive force hadn’t yet erupted, but everyone nearby already felt pure dread.

"What is that creature planning?” someone exclaimed.

"I don’t know. Everyone, stay vigilant.”

Amid Chaos’s roar from the Firmament, countless crimson lines surged outward from its abdomen.

These lines merged seamlessly with the air.

In an instant, the sky transformed, unleashing an elemental storm of wind, rain, lightning, and thunder.

The bolts of Thunderbolt were blood-red in color, like fresh blood, strikingly vivid.

"Monster Origin Nirvana Explosion!” Chaos shouted fiercely.

The Thunderbolts instantly transformed into meteors, innumerable in number—tens of thousands or perhaps even more.

Each meteor burned fiercely with raging flames.

The scorching Thunderbolts and fire tore apart and incinerated the Firmament.

"Fall,” Chaos murmured coldly.

The countless meteors plummeted from the void.

"It’s like the heavens are collapsing!” someone murmured to themselves.

"Run! Run quickly!” the millions of creatures below panicked, scattering like headless ants.

Watching the meteors descend, Xu Zimei’s gaze darkened.

Gripping Tyrant Shadow Blade tightly, he stood beneath the falling meteors.

He swung the Divine Blade, sending waves of invisible Blade Intent rippling outward.

The Blade Qi spreading around coalesced into tangible energy, halting the meteors and solidifying them in the void.

Xu Zimei struggled visibly. Though he had momentarily stopped the meteors, it was already taxing his limits.

Larger-than-pea drops of sweat rolled down his forehead.

"Explode!” Chaos’s gleeful laughter echoed from above.

The meteors suddenly burst apart.

Xu Zimei had no time to react as a scorching shockwave surged toward him.

Before his eyes, sparks flew in every direction, and a fiery sea of explosions blossomed like a vivid, resplendent flower.

Everything was annihilated within.

"Young Master Xu!” voices called from the city walls.

As the inferno of meteoric explosions gradually subsided, everyone looked up again.

Xu Zimei’s charred remains seemed to fall limply from the void.

"Help him!” Mr. Wen shouted, stepping into the air toward him.

The crowd rushed forward, carrying Xu Zimei’s fallen figure.

He was bloodied and mangled, gravely wounded, clinging to life by the thinnest thread.

"I’m fine,” Xu Zimei muttered, struggling to his feet and shaking his head.

"Young Master Xu, you should rest for a moment,” Qin Haoshi urged.

"For the lives of all, I would die without hesitation,” Xu Zimei scoffed coldly.

He looked skyward, where Chaos was regrouping, its abdominal Torrent seemingly preparing to strike again.

"I’ll use my life to awaken the Divine Blade with the Essence Blood within me,” Xu Zimei said gravely.

"It seems death awaits me now. If I perish, you must enshrine the Divine Blade.

Pray it protects this continent from harm.”

Seeing Xu Zimei resolutely charge toward death, many couldn’t help but tear up.

Xu Zimei grasped Tyrant Shadow, pouring his Essence Blood continuously into the Divine Blade.

The Divine Blade surged with overwhelming power, its aura growing stronger and radiating outward.

Xu Zimei’s veins bulged, his face contorted in agony, as he rushed toward Chaos with the resolve to die.

The blade’s aura turned into a streak of flowing light.

Chaos’s abdomen had not fully condensed its violent energy.

Xu Zimei charged directly into it.

"You’re mad!” Chaos shouted in panic from above.

"We’ll die together!” Xu Zimei laughed wildly.

Blade Intent and monstrous power radiated outward, and Chaos’s roar echoed incessantly across the Firmament.

In the next moment, a deafening “boom” resounded.

Chaos’s body was torn apart, its flesh shredded into countless fragments falling toward the ground.

The heavens wept blood.

The crowd below, drenched in the blood, stood dazed and bewildered.

"It’s over,” after a long silence, someone finally shouted.

Only now did the crowd react.

"The monster is dead! We’re free!”

"It’s over; everything is finally over.

But what about Young Master Xu?”

Looking up once more, all they saw was the broken, ruined Divine Blade slowly descending from the void.

The blade was utterly destroyed, its aura gone, now resembling a mere piece of scrap metal.

"It seems he must have sacrificed himself,” Qin Haoshi said quietly.

"Sigh,” the crowd collectively let out a heavy sigh.