This is the border of the world of Vel, where a golden sphere radiating scorching light is resisting an attack from the giant spider Eris.
Inside the sphere was a one-eyed old man, whose expression was extremely tired. His single eye seemed ready to close at any moment, and the golden sphere was also cracked with countless fissures, as if it would shatter at any instant.
On the other side was a man in black robes, holding a spear, fighting a raven-headed evil god with black wings. He was cursing as he fought, as if he was accusing the other of stealing his followers. Although he was at a disadvantage in the fight, he was in complete control of the verbal battle.
Unable to bear the harassment any longer, the crow-headed creature turned its attention to attacking the golden sphere, only to be ambushed by the black-robed man in various ways, ultimately forcing it to return to its battle against Him.
Besides the battle here, two figures were chasing each other along the boundary of the Vell World. Countless tentacles surrounded the figure in front, but the figure appeared on the other side. After finally grabbing two legs, the figure returned to a few seconds earlier. It was Watton and Shark Head Abyss.
Although Watun wasn't good at direct combat, he was slightly better at escaping, which made Abyss so angry that he spat.
This is exactly what Phil Gray saw when he arrived.
This seems different from the crisis he imagined.
These three evil gods seem fairly easy to deal with.
Despite the desperate resistance of the Prophet of the Day, Vino, and Vaton, a large part of the barrier of the world of Vil was eroded. These evil gods could easily devour all of Vil's lives if they bypassed them.
"Phil~ you're here. Looks like you've become a god!" Vino's eyes lit up, and he jumped behind Phil Gray, then flashed to the side under Ansel's glare.
When Morgas, who was following Him, saw Phil Gray, a hint of fear flashed in his eyes, and he stopped in his tracks.
Life armor materialized on Phil Gray's body, and behind him, a pair of golden wings gradually took shape. He looked at Morgas with a mocking expression, "How about it? Better looking than your ugly black wings, right?"
Morgas was instantly enraged. He roared, and many monsters appeared around him. These were his followers, and they all charged towards Phil Gray.
"The Realm of Light—"
Phil Gray uttered the words aloud, and a domain burning with the flames of dawn quickly appeared around him, burning any monsters that stepped into it to ashes.
Immediately afterwards, he smirked and conjured the Blazing Sun Sword with his left hand and the Death Scythe with his right. The two swords then rubbed against each other, producing not only a piercing friction sound, but also a series of explosions as the two forces clashed. The sound was utterly devoid of beauty and, because it was completely unpredictable, made people's hearts jump with fear from time to time.
The Time Key pulsed continuously, enveloping all the sounds in a space, and then directly appeared in the ears of the crow people, skipping all the time required for transmission.
This was extremely frightening for the crow-man; he was so terrified by the sound that he could barely use any means and could only stand there passively.
“Lord of pain and death, how laughable,” Phil Gray shook his head.
Meanwhile, the Abyss, who was chasing Vaton, noticed the situation. He abandoned his pursuit of Vaton and quickly reached the other side, using his tentacles to plug Morgas's ears, which helped Morgas recover from his shock.
After the initial shock came immense rage. He let out a mournful cry, spread his black wings, and countless rotting little crows flew out from beneath them, charging towards them with the power of pain and death.
Abyss also opened its blood-red maw, its sharp teeth seemingly ready to tear them to shreds.
On the other side, the Prophet of the Day could no longer hold on; the golden sphere shattered, and Ereshkigal's spider silk nearly bound him into a mummy.
Phil Gray gestured to the Night, which grew larger and snatched the Prophet of the Day from Eris's hands, leading him over.
The gods of the three great abysses stood together.
The gods of the world of Vel have also gathered. Apart from Kasa, who has transformed into armor to protect Phil Gray, the other five gods stand beside Phil Gray, facing this battle together with him.
They all had smiles on their faces, because they knew they would be the victors in this battle.
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"So after you defeated the gods of the Abyss, you and Ansel brought Nege Gray back to life. Although he is no longer the Pope of the Church of Destiny, Ansel made him his chosen one because of his past piety and important contributions to this plan. Now he is working with Victor on the continent of Ver to fulfill the prophecy of the gods?" Eli rushed to the Church of Destiny to hear the boss recount his experiences during this period.
I never expected that my boss would experience so much in just a short time away from the Church of the Dead. He not only became the creator god, but also saved the world.
Looking back on myself, I was still just working hard in the Church of the Dead. Although I had won the trust of all the elders, my cultivation level was still at the laughable divine revelation level.
It's true that comparing humans to gods is infuriating, or rather, humans and gods are simply incomparable.
"I was wondering why I woke up to the news that you had become a god, and that the Church of Destiny had another son of Pope Darcy, Nigel Gray, and that you were not the son of the previous pope, but only became the Pope of Destiny five years ago because you also had a divine mark. This news, which is completely different from my memory, almost scared me to death!" Eli patted his chest, thankfully that he hadn't misread his memories.
Ernest was genuinely happy for his king, who had not only become the pope of the three religions but also the lord of all gods. As a knight, he was truly honored.
He didn't mind that the person he was loyal to wasn't actually Pope Darcy's son, since it was Phil Gray who had helped him out of his predicament. As for the Pope's original son, he wouldn't hesitate to express his goodwill if he had the chance to meet him.
However, after the fate line changed, he realized that Phil Gray did not look like any other member of the Gray family except for the same gray hair and blue eyes, nor did he look like Pope Darcy, whom he had previously served. Was this really the powerful force of the gods?
Only Patrick, standing to the side, hung his head, seemingly wanting to say something but unable to.
“What’s wrong, Patrick?” Phil Gray asked.
"Do you...do you still consider me your cousin?" Patrick asked in a low voice.
Although he and Nezha Gray were related, they only crossed paths as children. During his time wandering, he had developed a deep bond with the current Phil Gray, and in his heart, he preferred to acknowledge Phil as his cousin.
“Of course, Patrick, the creator god of the past only had the name Phil, but now I have the surname Gray. I will always be your cousin and a member of the Gray family.” Phil Gray smiled and patted Patrick on the shoulder, then addressed the others present, “Although I have changed some things, everyone who has ever had contact with me retains their original memories. It’s just that in the eyes of other strangers, Nezha Gray and I are completely different people. After all, that’s fair to both of us.”
"Boss, you're so great!" Eli clapped.
“Yes, cousin! Edith and I are getting married on the 15th of next month, you absolutely have to come!” Patrick said excitedly.
“They will definitely come.” Phil Gray nodded with a smile.
“I want my sister to recover by the fifteenth of next month so we can attend the wedding together, so I plan to go to the Abyss,” Eli said excitedly. “Now that the Church of the Dead is almost settled, and with your name on it, I can leave for a while.”
"Actually, I can take you directly to the abyss to find the altar, or..."
“No.” Eli shook his head, interrupting him, and said firmly, “I know that with your current status, you can easily have that Abyss Lord’s altar help my sister rebuild her soul, or use your divine power to restore my sister, but I want to try it myself. I can’t just watch you gradually drift away. I want to become a god of death or life at least one day, and follow you forever. So let me go myself.”
“Okay.” Phil Gray took the Death Stone from his hand. “I’ll lend you this for now; it might be of some use to you.”
"Thanks!" Eli accepted it without hesitation.
The others present also seemed to be deep in thought, gradually clarifying their future goals.
Phil Gray looked at their burning gazes, and thinking of the victory banquet that would be held in the Kingdom of Destiny in a little while, his heart warmed. How fortunate he was to have so many good friends by his side in this life and the last. He truly had no regrets.
After another round of casual conversation, Phil Gray heard a call from the night. It seemed that he had dealt with the goddess of dreams, and presumably the god of harvest and food had finished preparing the meal. It was time for him to leave.
After all, he was still very curious about the story that Vino said he would tell everyone about how he disguised himself as a goddess and was instantly smitten and relentlessly pursued by Watton.
After dinner, he planned to take everyone to Earth so that Hei Ye could see a real television and eat some crispy potato chips, and also take care of that cobra-headed, human-bodied god of the Abyss. If he wasn't mistaken, that guy should have already set his sights on Earth, which was why he found His statue there.
This can be considered his way of repaying the Earth for its nurturing grace over the past twenty years. When he returns, he will have to lead everyone to build up Will and fulfill his duties as the emperor of the three religions and the lord of all gods, because Will is his true home.
"It's almost time, I'll be leaving for a bit." Phil Gray smiled and waved to everyone. "Goodbye!"
"goodbye!"
"goodbye!"
"goodbye!"
(End of article)
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