With that sword strike, a terrifying destructive force was unleashed, cleaving Atoth vertically in half.

This scene left the people of the City of Hope utterly astonished.

Had they not witnessed it with their own eyes, they would never have imagined how powerful the lord's woman could be.

"Oh, my God, this is unbelievable..." James couldn't sit still any longer and stood up, his face pale.

Thomas's eyes widened as he looked at Atoth's mutilated body, unable to utter a word.

"Ah..."

Atoth's body, split in two, struggled in mid-air, emitting painful cries.

Although it desperately tried to heal its body, under the influence of the power of life, the process became excruciatingly slow and painful.

In the sky, Atoth's body trembled incessantly. Under Laura's influence, its body began to reject itself, unable to recombine in any way.

Then, Laura raised her hand, casting various seals towards Atoth's body.

Under these seals, Atoth lost any ability to resist.

Having done all this, Laura brought Atoth's body near the City of Hope and dropped it from the sky.

"Alexander, can you come here?" Laura asked softly.

"Ah?" Alexander was slightly startled, not understanding the purpose of Laura's call.

"Can you come here?" Laura's voice was gentle, her beautiful eyes looking at Alexander.

"Uh, alright!"

Laura had helped him a lot, and Alexander couldn't refuse her. Besides, he didn't have the right to refuse an invitation from a beautiful woman.

It wasn't lust; Alexander had just witnessed Laura's true power, which was truly formidable!

Seeing Alexander's agreement, a charming smile appeared on Laura's face.

This smile, like a warm sunbeam in spring, left Alexander utterly enchanted.

Alexander quickly approached Laura, feeling oppressed by the mountain-like presence of Atoth.

"What does this mean?" Alexander asked.

"All the orcs before were eliminated by me, so the rewards you'd get from them would be greatly reduced," Laura said, handing the Sword of Life to Alexander.

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"This time, I want to help you. I want you to personally kill it. It is the king of the Cyclops, a prominent figure in the orc tribe, second only to the Behemoth clan."

With Laura's help, Alexander saw the information of this colossal being.

Creature: King of the Cyclops

Level: 7968

Health: 1/9999999999

Attack: Restrained State

Defense: 355555 (Weakened State, Defense Halved)

Speed: Restrained State

Talent: Demonic Eye (Left Eye)

Skills: Restrained State, Unable to Use

Status: Dying

Alexander swallowed nervously, truly impressed by his goddess wife's might. She had even subdued the King of the Cyclops!

Holding the Sword of Life, Alexander prepared to strike. Just then, a hoarse and cold voice echoed between heaven and earth.

"I am the King of the Cyclops, the ruler of the orc tribe. What right do you, a mere mortal, have to judge me?" Atoth's voice was filled with anger and resentment.

"Nonsense!"

Alexander sneered coldly, "Of course, I have the right to judge you, for I am now the king of the City of Hope, and this sword is to avenge those who have died!"

With that, he gripped the divine sword tightly, channeling all his strength, and struck at Atoth's body.

"No!" Atoth trembled. Under Alexander's attack, it marked the end of its sinful life.

[Ding, you have personally slain the King of the Cyclops (Lv7968), earning 99999999999 experience points]

[Ding, mission completed beyond expectations, current level SSS+ grade, you have unlocked the unique miracle building, the Tower of Eternity, and are awarded +4 free construction permits for any building in the City of Hope]

With Atoth's demise, the earth began to tremble. Countless vast abysses opened in the ground, as if the gates of hell were unleashed. The surrounding mountains collapsed in violent shaking, rivers changed their courses, resembling an apocalyptic scene.

A wild storm raged across the wasteland, whipping up endless sands, covering everything in dust. Forests in the distance were uprooted, and wild beasts fled in terror. The entire world seemed to tremble and wail at this moment.

It was as if Atoth had unleashed a curse with its dying breath. However, Alexander was not shaken by these strange phenomena. In the midst of the sandstorm, he stood firm and fearless.

...

Meanwhile, in a mysterious sacred place on the Mayan continent, surrounded by mountains lush with vegetation, clear streams flowed through the hills, cascading waterfalls, and mist swirling around.

In this tranquil sanctuary, an old man clad in a straw raincoat was fishing. His face was wrinkled, his hair white with age, appearing no different from an ordinary fisherman. However, his demeanor exuded a sense of tranquility and depth.

Surprisingly, beside this seemingly ordinary old man lay a fierce beast.

The beast was covered in sharp scales, with ferocious fangs and claws, and its eyes emitted a cold, intimidating light, giving off a formidable aura.

Yet, in front of the old man, this fierce creature was as docile as a puppy, affectionately snuggling at the old man's feet.

Initially, the beast had been quietly napping by the old man's side. However, with the death of the Cyclops King, a heavy, suffocating sense of unease spread across the entire world.

This aura, like an invisible tidal wave, swept across the world, instilling a deep-seated fear in all beings. Even separated by great distances, the terror of this aura was palpable.

The once-docile beast suddenly became restless and anxious, its pupils constricted, and its fur bristled. It paced back and forth anxiously beside the old man, growling, clearly in extreme panic due to the unsettling atmosphere.

The old man reeled in his fishing rod, looked up at the distant horizon where dark clouds churned, and the sky was enveloped in darkness. Lightning streaked like dragons and snakes through the clouds, with thunder deafening.

"This atmosphere, why does it feel so familiar?" the old man pondered, then realized, "Could it be Atoth? How could it have come to this world?"

"If creatures of such caliber can enter the Arsen continent, it means the damage to the dimensional barriers is far more severe than we imagined. It seems our time is running short!"

Then, the old man slowly stood up and said to the beast beside him, "Let's go, it's time to fulfill our mission."