"The High Priest's Decree has arrived." Beside him, the Long-Bearded True God opened his palm. A flickering rune hovered above it.
The leading True God's expression darkened. "How badly was the High Priest's true body injured?"
"A portion of his existence is missing on the causal level," the Long-Bearded True God said quietly. "Repairing it will take an extremely long time. That heretic's Divine Authority defies all reason. But before the High Priest's projection shattered, he caught a Causal Line the enemy left behind."
The leading True God immediately took the rune and probed it with his divine sense.
Half a second later, his brows knotted.
"Abyss Layer 92?"
The Long-Bearded True God nodded. "The coordinates are clear. Those heretics are very likely servants of Demons from the depths of the Abyss. The High Priest ordered all twelve of us to act together and bring ten million troops. We're to flatten those coordinates at any cost and take back the Resurrection Furnace."
Abyss Layer 92 was the Gluttony Monarch's territory, an Ancient Demon God's domain.
The old monster had slept for millions of years, and a belt of black holes formed from the Devouring Law surrounded his domain.
Clutching the sword wound across his chest, the leading True God gritted his teeth. "Muster the troops. I don't care what kind of monarch he is. Even if we have to blast a hole through the Abyss today, we're settling this score!"
Origin Realm.
Inside Obsidian Hall, Season Star hammered away at a holographic panel, redrawing the Mecha Troops' production lines.
Night Cherry Tangle leaned against a pillar, carefully wiping down End Judgment's scabbard with a cloth.
Qin Chuan sat on the throne, his fingers absently stroking Day and Night, which had just advanced into a True-God-Tier Divine Artifact.
"Shadow, that