Chapter 328 The Myriad Realms Tremble
August, the sixth year of the Holy Light era.
Suddenly, thunderous sounds resounded throughout all the areas controlled by the various realms.
Each law evolved into a physical form, and they intertwined to form magnificent divine patterns that hung in the sky, visible to any intelligent being who looked up.
[The first edition of the Endless Era.]
[This event was personally presided over by Jiang Yan, the master of the First and Second Divine Systems.]
[A meteoric rise to godhood, the battle for supremacy is about to begin.]
[Combat power, support, scientific research, command, strategy, luck... dozens of assessment dimensions, a total of 100 divine rank rewards!]
[No race, religion, or social class restrictions!]
[Registration Methods: 1. Register at any Holy Light Church temple or via interdimensional teleportation to the Holy Spirit City office in the City of Freedom. 2. Those short of funds may kill any non-intelligent creature, such as an ordinary ant, and add the message: Requesting Death's guidance.]
[Registration deadline: End of December, Year 6 of the Holy Light Era.]
[Note: All realms are entrusted by God Lord Jiang Yan to send out notifications on his behalf. The final interpretation of this event belongs to the Holy Light Pantheon.]
The lines of divine runes rolled three times in succession, finally transforming into four large characters: The War of the Gods.
Instantly, the entire world was in an uproar.
A total of 100 divine positions!
It should be noted that throughout the endless ages, apart from the fixed divine positions of each pantheon, there have only been a little over 1,000 universal divine positions.
In the vast world controlled by all realms, apart from a very few who obtain the inheritance or accidentally steal the divine position of a fallen god, there are only a handful of chosen ones.
Countless exceptionally talented individuals, with extraordinary abilities, have been trapped in the realm of high-ranking gods, unable to make any progress. In their quest for a breakthrough, they have resorted to all sorts of wrong paths and desperate measures.
Many of them have truly reached the limit of the theory of high-level gods, and their individual combat power even surpasses that of four-winged angels of the same level.
Once these people break through, their strength will far surpass that of ordinary gods. As long as we can find a way to ensure their faith, they will become a powerful dagger to deal with the gods and the abyss.
This was also one of Jiang Yan's goals; he believed that these people would never miss this opportunity.
...
In a plane of utter desolation and chaos.
The corpses of countless living beings were piled up into a mountain of corpses stretching for millions of miles. Their blood essence dripped down and gathered in a central cemetery, following the strange array patterns.
Suddenly, an arm emerged from the pool of blood in the center of the graveyard. As the five fingers slightly bent, the blood receded, revealing a withered old man.
He struggled to his feet, his bloodshot eyes revealing madness and elation.
"The War of the Gods... the divine throne... it's mine..."
"It seems... there's no need for these things to exist anymore."
The old man murmured twice, then lightly stomped his right leg, unleashing a vast divine power that instantly turned the mountain of corpses and sea of blood stretching for millions of miles into dust.
He then tore open space with a wave of his hand, stepped into it, and disappeared.
...
An unknown underground world.
A group of goblins were gathered around the edge of a high platform with fanatical expressions.
Above, an old goblin with white hair and beard is giving a passionate speech.
"My people, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"
"The great God Lord Jiang Yan set up a scientific research and technology category in the assessment of the Conferred God War, and there are a total of five god positions available!"
"We goblins were the origin of science and technology on this continent. Even in ancient biographies, those amazing products were named 'goblin technology'."
"We possess noble blood, a glorious civilization, and unparalleled wisdom. We should not be oppressed by the savage Titans, plundered by the greedy Dark Elves, or even slandered as cowardly, weak, and incompetent as the inferior goblins."
"Now, it's time to change all of this!"
The old goblin's voice grew increasingly impassioned.
"We must take over all five divine positions and restore the glory of ancient times."
"Let the goblins be great again!"
...
Meanwhile, unlike the other excited beings in the myriad realms, the gods were secretly cursing in their hearts.
At this time, in the great world where the Wind God system resides.
"My Lord, something terrible has happened! Seventeen more elites at the seventh level or above of the Wind God Tower have secretly gone to register for the God Conferment War between the Holy Light and the Undead pantheons!"
A burly man, 2.1 meters tall, respectfully reported.
"Seventeen more...?"
Amidst a dense vortex of wind elements, a man in blue robes emerged, stepping through gusts of wind.
"Your Majesty, I am incompetent. I have sealed off the entire Great World and severed the teleportation arrays to other realms, but for some reason, they have still vanished into thin air."
The Wind God frowned slightly. Dozens of wisps of wind swirled around him, and images appeared within them.
In the video, one by one, high-ranking gods cruelly crushed a nest of ants, muttering incantations. Then, a dark figure suddenly appeared and took them away one by one.
"Death hangs in the balance... Death... damn it!"
The Wind God's expression suddenly darkened. These were all elites he had painstakingly trained!
He couldn't help but angrily rebuke:
"That scoundrel, thief, traitor, old codger..."
After a long while, he finally managed to calm himself down, looked at the burly man in front of him, and said calmly:
"Krans, you are much stronger than them and have a high probability of standing out. Why didn't you go with them? Don't you want a godhood?"
"My Lord, since I joined the Wind God faction, you have personally taught and enlightened us, imparting to us advanced wind divine arts. Your kindness to us is immeasurable. How could I, a true man of honor, do something so unfaithful!"
The burly man said with a passionate expression, "Besides, I have a long-standing feud with Jiang Yan, the master of the Holy Light Undead Pantheon. How can I bow down for a divine position!"
"oh..?"
The Wind God narrowed his eyes slightly, and a wisp of breeze quietly rose from the fingertips behind his back: "What grudge do you have against him?"
"You may not know this, but before the gods appeared in the world, I was the vice president of the All-Worlds Alliance. This Jiang Yan, a petty man, became powerful and killed tens of thousands of lords on his first entry into the Abyss Battlefield. As the vice president, I went to mediate, but I was publicly insulted as a heretic by his subordinates and lost all face."
Krans immediately retorted angrily.
As he spoke, he seemed still not satisfied and took out an electronic mirror from his storage space, quickly pressing it twice.
A handsome man, holding a staff and a golden tome, emerged from the projection and bowed obsequiously, saying, "Master, your grandson greets you."
"Indeed, this is the style of those despicable creatures of the Holy Light."
Feeling that the vortex at his fingertips remained unchanged, the Wind God Lord smiled slightly.
He wasn't lying, his faith was almost beyond respect, he was exceptionally talented, and a promising individual.
Moreover, although that technological projection trick was childish, it was an unforgivable disgrace for a god-king, suggesting that he indeed had a great grudge against the Lord of the Holy Light Pantheon.
Right now is a time when we need people...
He pondered for a moment, then suddenly said, "You are quite good. I, the God Lord, have always been fair in rewarding and punishing. What is a mere general god position? My Wind God System has a profound foundation, and today I will bestow upon you a great opportunity."
As he spoke, he waved his hand, opening a phantom portal made of wind elements, and said calmly:
"Here lies a true god of the wind element, who perished while bravely resisting the abyss. Whether you can inherit his legacy and gain recognition for a fixed divine office depends on yourself."
"Thank you, Divine Lord! Thank you, Divine Lord! Your subordinate will certainly live up to your expectations and restore the glory of the Wind God System!"
Clans was overjoyed and bowed his head to express his gratitude, but a strange look flashed in his eyes.
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