Volume 1 Chapter 455 The Smiling Face Banner Rising in Heaven

In the temple of the gods.

Zeus sat on the throne as usual. But what was unusual was that there was no god on the steps.

He leaned forward, with his hands clasped together, supporting his drooping forehead. He did not say a word or move for a long time.

Unusually... there were also constant sounds of fighting and explosions coming from the outside world. Occasionally, there were energy waves that could shake a powerful building like the Temple of the Gods.

The heavens are at war.

When the army of the heavens supported the battlefields of the two worlds, dozens of huge space passages appeared in different directions of the heavens! Countless sea tribe armies attacked from the space, and not only that, the army of the forgotten land, which had just signed a peace treaty with the heavens again some time ago, also came with them!

A black battle flag with a smiling mask on it flutters in the sky.

Not only that, all the defenses that had been set up in heaven to defend against foreign enemies became ineffective when they were invaded by foreign enemies.

The heaven, on this day, had no defense, no sufficient manpower, and even... no strong men.

The gods belonging to the Uranus family were not there to support the battlefield between the two worlds. The remaining powerful gods from various factions, such as the Oracle Goddess, the Goddess of Law, the Goddess of Time, the God of Space... These gods, who were so powerful that they could not imagine, seemed to have not seen the arrival of the enemy, and hid in their own temples, watching for a long time.

The invading armies rushed into the Solar Realm and the Star Realm like crazy, and sealed off these small worlds at the fastest speed.

All the angel legions in the heavens were surrounded by invaders led by some gods in the heavens and dared not move. Because, even if the heavens were invaded, they still did not receive the oracle from the gods.

The celestial races also realized in this strange atmosphere that the power of the celestial realm was increasing, and chose to wait and see.

There are also many resisters in the heavens.

As the smoke of gunpowder filled the heavens, the vast army of invaders advanced around the temples of the gods from all directions of the heavens, announcing a fact to all the onlookers - those who resist, die!

Uranus, who briefly controlled the power of the heavens during these days, was like a bystander and was never seen.

Several figures ignored the raging war behind them and walked leisurely towards the temple of the gods.

"I haven't been back to heaven for a long time. I almost forgot where I used to live."

Uriah, transformed into a normal human, had a big bald head and looked around, looking rather honest.

Next to him, there was a middle-aged man with golden curly hair. His two golden beards that curved upwards looked a little funny. He glanced at Uriah, and his thin lips opened to reveal a mouthful of big black teeth. He said with a nostalgic voice, "Me too. I obeyed the order of Mother Gaia to guard the sea tribe. Since then, countless years have passed. The races have become more numerous, and the tides of the sacred sea have risen and fallen. I envy you, a brainless guy who lives a heartless life."

"hey-hey."

Uriah scratched his bald head and replied with a silly smile, "I just thought you were complimenting me."

Walking in front of them were a few mortals from the Land of God's Grace. They were a little nervous about being able to lead the ancient gods despite being of low status, and could only communicate in low voices to relieve the slight pressure from the ancient gods behind them.

"Master Marcus, this heaven looks no different from our land of grace."

Paul talked to Marcus, but he looked away with difficulty.

The ancient god's noble status put a lot of pressure on him.

"Yeah." Marcus nodded, ignoring Paul, and not as nervous as Paul. He was able to handle the ancient gods talking around him. Marcus was now calmer than before, with a look of indifference and tranquility in his eyes, as if nothing could bring him any other emotions anymore.

Marcus had already sensed the uneasiness of the 'Fearful Four' around him, and comforted them calmly: "It is said that the heaven is mysterious and the most beautiful place in the world. But when we arrived, it was full of war just like the human world. The land in the heaven would also be charred and cracked due to the rampage of magic."

As Marcus pushed open the door of the Temple of the Gods, a golden light shone through the door, causing his companions behind him to close their eyes. A creaking sound was heard, and Marcus slowly turned his head, looked at the many ancient gods, and said with a smile: "So, you don't have to be too reserved when dealing with the gods. Although there are strong and weak races in the whole world, there is no distinction between noble and humble. Just like the heaven, you think it is mysterious and unattainable, but it is no different from the human world. The gods are actually no different from ordinary people."

"Hey."

The man with golden curly hair's eyes lit up. "As expected, you are the one who got the Book of Destiny. Congratulations. You have seen through a corner of destiny."

Marcus was stunned for a moment, then smiled at the man again and said, "Lord Pontus, if I had known this would happen, I would not have picked up the Book of Destiny from the ground."

Marcus' words made even the oldest sea god in the world gasp.

If it is the Book of Fate, an ancient god like him probably knows about it. It was once an item held by the three goddesses of fate. The Book of Fate is more like a curse. Seeing through fate, one must bear the weight that is supposed to be borne after knowing fate.

After hearing these words, the originally playful atmosphere suddenly became much more serious.

The door of the Temple of the Gods opened, and everyone turned their eyes to the empty Temple of the Gods, unwilling to bring up this topic again.

Catch the eye.

At the end of the temple, a man sat high up on the stairs. He lowered his head in deep thought, and everyone who opened the door felt a sense of oppression, the oppression from the real superior.

The third generation of gods, Zeus.

The cowardly God King, who had many bad habits, had once pretended to be a wise man and was ridiculed by many gods and creatures, slowly raised his head, with a relaxed smile on his face, sat up straight, and suddenly collapsed on the throne, and took a long breath, "Finally, this day has come."

The group of people who entered the palace heard this, but unlike Zeus's ease, they felt more pressured.

Walking forward on the golden carpet of the temples of the gods, the tall and magnificent thrones around them always seemed novel to these mortals from the land of God's grace, until at the foot of the highest throne, two ancient gods whose origins could be traced back to the origin of the world, all knelt on one knee before Zeus.

"Lord God King!"

Seeing this, Marcus and the others also quickly knelt down on one knee towards Zeus, "Greetings, Lord God King!"

If you raise your head slightly, you can see Zeus's unkempt beard, his hair casually draped over his shoulders, his drooped eyes, and the dark circles under his eyes.

They knew clearly that such a Zeus was more worthy of respect than most gods struggling in this world.

"No need to be polite, stand up."

Zeus smiled and waved his hand, not as unruly and frivolous as usual.