On the indescribable twisted wreckage of Mount Olympus, Brahma looked coldly at the grinning Bai Ye in front of him.

Everything shouldn't be like this. Theoretically, Bai Ye should be imprisoned in his own minimally strengthened cage at this moment.

For the first time, this absolutely rational saint experienced the feeling of miscalculation.

After considering everything for the best, compared to the minuscule risk of failure, Brahma is almost certain to defeat Bai Ye.

Unfortunately, although the result was clearly heading towards success, it still went wrong.

If Brahma had known in advance that Bai Ye would cheat, he would probably have used another method to deal with Bai Ye.

In another possibility, he would simulate an absolute bootlicker's personality to cater to Bai Ye's interests, and personally arrest Zeus and offer him to the other party.

But there are not so many ifs. After Brahma made his choice, the result was already determined.

Compared with the big guys in Marvel, Brahma lost because of the information gap.

Even though the Marvel bosses didn't know Bai Ye's characteristics at the beginning, in fact, if the Marvel bosses had taken measures from the beginning instead of letting him go, there would be a probability that Bai Ye would be sealed and contained forever.

But unfortunately, after Chapter 11 of this book, Bai Ye can no longer be sealed.

When Bai Ye came to this mythical universe, he had already reached the strength of a quasi-saint, and his thoughts had been hidden with an absolute quantum superposition random algorithm.

For the Saints, observing the White Night's brain is like rolling dice.

You can only get the results from 1 to 6, and you also know that Bai Ye’s memory is hidden in one of them from 1 to 6, and these six choices all seem true but are completely different.

When you want to get the most correct one, it is no different from guessing randomly, and you are not sure of the result after guessing.

Because Bai Ye, the only one who knows whether the result is correct or not, will not tell you whether the memory you chose is correct or not.

The reality is countless times more complicated than the so-called rolling of the dice.

The probability of being correct faced by the saints is not one in six, but one in a billion billion... one in a billion of true random draw.

In this absolute randomness, the saints naturally cannot peek into Bai Ye’s memory.

So they had no idea that Bai Ye had such a thing as an attribute panel.

And because of their low strength, they can't even reach the infinite multidimensional strength, so they don't even have the qualifications to read the letters sent by OA to the big guys in the world.

Because Yang Kaitai was shielded by the Saint of Zhongzhou, they were not even aware of the existence of the chat group.

In Fantian's eyes, Bai Ye was just a wild boy who suddenly appeared from Zhongzhou. What the hell was that Marvel DC? Looking at Bai Ye with a fierce light flashing in his eyes, Fantian knew that the overall situation was already decided. Even if he begged for mercy at this time, Bai Ye would never let him go.

"This is the fate of all of us saints."

The Trinity, God, whose power is controlled by the Holy Spirit (absolute rationality), said indifferently: "This is a matter of life and death. Please all the saints come together to suppress this."

"Remember, during the suppression process, you cannot attack directly, you cannot let them take action, you cannot let them get hurt, and you cannot let them think." Shiva, the Indian God of Destruction, reminded.

"There's no point in suppressing this." Zeus' face was gloomy.

"How dare you complain!" Odin and Loki shouted angrily.

If Zeus hadn't forced him to use all his strength, Bai Ye wouldn't have been as strong as he is now.

But all the saints knew that the outcome of this action would be disastrous.

If there is really no upper limit to Bai Ye's strength, or in other words, as long as the upper limit is higher than theirs, then their death in the end is inevitable.

The moment Bai Ye’s power surpasses all of them, that will be the day they all die.

In this case, every second of life counts. They can only try their best to suppress Bai Ye’s speed of becoming stronger and let him reach the slowest ideal growth rate.

It's a losing battle, but how long it lasts is determined by their actions.

Maybe a second, a minute, or an hour?

The next moment, all the saints will have to face Bai Ye’s fist coming from the air.

This punch had neither sound nor visual, but it had the characteristic of being sure to hit the target.

This characteristic is the concentration of Bai Ye's power and a competition of pure strength.

All the forces that exist under the white night cannot escape this inevitable punch.

Among all the saints, Zeus was the first to bear the brunt of the attack. As the weakest saint, his strength was far inferior to Bai Ye's, and he had no way of avoiding Bai Ye's punch.

In just a moment, he looked in front of him and saw a horrifying scene where even the invisible void seemed to be squeezed and exploded by his right fist.

At this moment, Zeus tasted death.

It was as if the whole world was roaring at him.

The sky, the earth, the ocean... everything was rejecting him and asking him to die.

But before he was hit, Zeus disappeared and was taken into the palm of Vishnu's hand.

Since we want to restrict Bai Ye, we naturally cannot let Zeus, who is far weaker than Bai Ye, be defeated.

The immortal body of the saint is the sandbag that Bai Ye uses to become stronger.

At the moment when Bai Ye's fist hit Zeus, it was unknown how terrifying Bai Ye's own power would become.

In the void, Odin's power continued to be exerted, neutralizing each other with the law of must-hit on Bai Ye's fist, and completely dissipating the surging power in Bai Ye's body that was about to explode.

But in the next moment, all the saints sighed in their hearts.

Even though the action was gentle enough and carried out in a way that least stimulated Bai Ye's state, the strength of Bai Ye's body was still increasing crazily.

At this efficiency, even if they act as speed limiters, the God with the strongest power growth among them will be surpassed in a few minutes.

But no matter what, I can't just sit there and wait to die. I can only resist with all my strength, living every second counts, and struggling as hard as I can using various methods.

The moment the saints are no longer alive, they are dead.

In just a moment, the battle between the saints entered another world.

The entire world within and outside the Five Realms became their battlefield.

The underlying logical rules of the entire world are arbitrarily changed under the will of the saints.

Although there was no physical collision, the impact was more far-reaching.

After all, death is only a moment, but the pain caused by disability lasts a lifetime.

In just a flash of time, the saints had already moved an unknown distance away from the five realms of mythology.

But although the saints have left, the aftermath of their battle is forever changing everything in the universe.

…

In the southern region where Greek mythology is located, the two immortals Sun Wukong and Yang Kaitai looked at Sisyphus, whose curse had been freed by Bai Ye.

Sisyphus was not ecstatic because the curse was lifted. There was only a kind of calmness in his eyes that looked down on the world.

"In other words, you want to work with me to spread the cultivation method throughout the Five Realms."

Sisyphus looked at the two immortals and nodded, "No problem, I agree."

(End of this chapter)