God of Destruction.
The players secretly exchanged glances. Naturally, they knew what this represented—the vague conceptual existence within the universe.
They had guessed it before.
The God of Creation represented the newborn universe, the budding concept of flourishing vitality. Would the God of Destruction represent the concept of the universe's end, of ruin and catastrophic disasters?
Earthquakes, natural disasters, miniature explosions, black holes forming—such calamities constantly occurring everywhere had all been among their previous guesses.
It had finally appeared?
How long had it even been?
And what did the God of Destruction want with us? We aren't the God of Destruction's affiliated troops. We are righteous Giants of Light, supporters of the just God of Creation, evolving within the Dimensional Yard, maintaining order across the Myriad Realms and suppressing all kinds of evil calamities.
Could they be planning to sacrifice us, like in ancient times, offering us innocent, kind Virgin Boys and Girls to the River God? All the players were deeply uneasy as they looked at Emperor Lord seated atop the Reincarnation Hall.
Seated on the Emperor Seat, Xu Zhi spoke. "Once you go, you will understand everything. Just be careful not to reveal too much information."
"Yes!"
"Yes!"
"Thank you, Emperor Lord!"
How could these players dare say anything else?
Emperor Lord was a big shot who had once beaten up Di Qi, Caroline, and the Three Pillar Gods together. They could only keep quiet and obey unconditionally.
"Take them over."
Emperor Lord tapped the armrest with his fingertip. He was very satisfied with these obedient fellows and their fawning, bowing expressions. At last, they understood what it meant to be respectful and unquestioning. That was what made perfect tool people.
Of course, Caroline, Di Qi, and the others had also beaten them down so badly that they