Chapter 354 A desperate battle



The Vulcan World is a collection of bustling planets.

"Eternal and inextinguishable flame, destroyer of the endless abyss, source of all fire, Your Majesty, supreme god of fire, your faithful followers pray fervently, that your radiance may shine upon all worlds, eternally unextinguished..."

The area is dotted with statues of the god of fire, and under the guidance of various priests and bishops, large numbers of believers are devoutly praising him, creating a scene of prosperity.

The power of faith gathered from them and flowed continuously from the statue to the real fire god, supplying the entire fire pantheon.

Meanwhile, at the edge of the Great World, hundreds of green, rolling spheres hurtled through the air like arrows.

They easily passed through the protective array formed by countless blue and white flames, and the terrifying temperature, which was enough to easily incinerate and vaporize a high-level god, had no effect whatsoever.

The Soul Cannon, developed by the third emperor, is a war machine specifically designed for cross-dimensional attacks, ignoring almost all world barriers and protective arrays.

"A tremendous life force..."

A consciousness emerged from one of the spheres, carefully sensing the distribution of living beings in the world. It immediately changed direction and crashed towards a certain planet.

boom!

Soon, the sphere tore through the atmosphere and split open in the air, revealing a fire giant made of highly condensed bones descending from the sky, with a lich exuding an icy death aura standing on its shoulder.

Two eerie blue-white flames flashed in the lich's eye sockets. His gaze swept over the astonished creatures on the ground and the majestic statue of the fire god, revealing a human-like joy.

"Such precious materials... are perfect for offering as a sacrifice to the dead."

It grabbed the statue and crushed the faint divine power within. A chilling aura of death surged from beneath its feet, piling up to form a bizarre spatial portal. Countless illusory figures of the dead could be vaguely seen wandering within it.

"My God, what is this?!"

"What an evil aura!"

"It dared to desecrate the statue of the god of fire! Kill it!"

The priests and believers, who were initially somewhat fearful, were instantly enraged when they saw the other side shatter the statue of the fire god. They grabbed whatever weapons were at hand or chanted magic spells and charged forward regardless of the difference in strength.

However, these people couldn't even break through the fire giant formed by the Undead Cannon, let alone attack the lich. Before they could even get close, they were slapped into mincemeat.

"Sacrifice!"

The lich on the fire giant didn't even glance at them, and walked to the portal, raising his hands high and manipulating the fragments of the fire god statue and the blood and flesh of the believers scattered on the ground to throw them into it.

Instantly, a violent vortex surged in the center of the spatial gate, and a chilling roar resounded from it, as countless terrifying undead creatures were unleashed.

Broken ancient behemoths, fallen gods, monsters made of flesh and bones...

"Go, destroy everything you see, and bring back all the valuable items."

The lich, surrounded by an aura of icy death, gave the order indifferently.

This is one of the spirits summoned by Jiang Yan from the Necropolis, the Lord of the Liches.

The core ability "Forgotten Gate" has been further enhanced after being upgraded and refined. By simply sacrificing any item, one can summon the remains of powerful beings lost in the ages to serve them.

These powerful undead creatures bowed slightly in acknowledgment, and then scattered in all directions.

They slaughtered every living thing they encountered, destroyed temples and statues, carried resources back to the "Forgotten Gate," and summoned more companions.

Like locusts, they began to spread from this planet, wreaking havoc and causing destruction.

Numerous galaxies were transformed into dead zones.

...

Thunder World.

A skeletal wizard with a scepter and two horns on his head strolls through the stars.

Wherever it passed, planets turned from lush green to deathly still at a visible speed.

Before the divinely favored legions responsible for staying behind could even get close, their bodies began to fester and decay.

And the closer they get, the faster they decay, until they die completely.

The undead body then followed the wizard like the most loyal servant, spreading disaster together.

One of the spirits of the Necropolis, the spreader of the calamity, the Eternal Silent Mage.

Its core ability, "Aura of Eternal Silence," can slowly corrupt all living things around it.

After being enhanced by their innate abilities, in addition to the greatly accelerated speed and scope of corruption, the objects of corruption have also expanded to all things, space, and even laws.

...

The Great World of Wind Gods, The Great World of Space...

The territories painstakingly cultivated by the gods are rapidly heading towards destruction.

Without a supreme being remaining behind, even a powerful being of the same god-level status cannot stop a spirit from the underworld from spreading natural disasters and destruction.

The deaths of many believers and the destruction of statues caused the once immense power of faith to gradually dry up, like stagnant water that had ceased to flow.

The gods, far away in the Great World of Time, sensed the anomaly almost immediately.

At this moment, in the Supreme Battlefield.

The many gods who had initially seemed confident of victory and appeared calm and collected almost simultaneously changed their expressions drastically.

A gentle breeze unconsciously rose from beneath the Wind God's feet, as if he wanted to leave the battlefield and return to the Great World to provide assistance.

Bang!

But the next moment, the enormous beast that tamed the abyss roared and swallowed the entire space, including the allied forces of the gods and the legion of angels, into its mouth.

The gentle breeze struck the flesh and blood of the beast that suppressed the abyss, and bounced back.

"Don't rush off, everyone."

Death said slowly, "Now it's the other side's turn to be anxious."

"Damn it, those are more than twenty prosperous worlds. You will not gain faith by indiscriminately destroying them. You will only benefit the abyss."

Several deities shouted angrily.

"I'm sorry, you should talk to that person about your faith."

Death pointed to Tinas on the side and said with a smile, "My Netherworld doesn't need those things. Once you're dead, you'll naturally serve the great Emperor wholeheartedly."

Upon hearing this, the gods' expressions turned even more grim.

Damn it, why did these two rival pantheons end up in the hands of one person?

"You think this mere projection can stop us?!"

The Space God narrowed his eyes, turned to the gods and said, "You all understand the destructive power of the Lord God of the Underworld. Even if we could go back now, it would be too late. And if we retreat now, we will no longer be qualified to fight against the Holy Light Underworld pantheon."

"Why not take a gamble, join forces to kill them, annihilate this legion, then occupy the Holy Realm, and completely destroy the Holy Light and the Undead pantheon? In this way, there will be no force in the entire world that can resist us, and then we can recover our losses by annexing other pantheons."

"That's right, they're too arrogant. They sent hundreds of main gods to disrupt our rear. I refuse to believe that these people alone can stop us!"

The gods quickly realized what was happening and gathered their divine power to launch an attack with a far more frenzied pace than before.

"Then let's fight!"

The Grim Reaper and his companions also became serious, and they unleashed their vast divine power to meet the attack.

They are right. Sending a large number of powerful troops to cut off the enemy's supply lines resulted in a significant shortage of frontal combat power.

But if this drags on, the gods, deprived of the replenishment of faith, will grow weaker and weaker.

Victory will ultimately belong to the Holy Light and the pantheon of the undead!

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