Scheming Against the Gods

As the voice rang out, a burly figure descended from the sky.

He used a very strange posture, somewhat like the statue The Thinker, half-sitting and half-kneeling as he dropped straight down.

The spot where he landed was also quite interesting—it was exactly where Mask was!

"Hey!" Seeing him descend, Landen's pupils suddenly contracted, and he was about to shout. However, he was still too late. The moment the first half of the first syllable left his mouth, the man had already landed!

At the same time as Landen, Mask let out a strange cry. Trapped inside a building and exposed by the omnipresent light, his body twisted bizarrely!

Boom!

Amid a deafening roar, the man landed directly on the ground!

That was right—he landed, smashing straight through the three-story building and dropping into... the nearly three-meter-deep pit he had created himself!

The next moment, the building, which appeared to have only been smashed through in one spot, collapsed with a roar. However, it fell in a very "artistic" manner, "revealing" a perfectly neat circle in the middle, exactly where the pit the man had made was.

"Fuck!" Landen covered his face helplessly. The instant he saw the man appear, he had already anticipated this scene. He had wanted to warn him, but it was already too late.

Landen naturally knew him.

On this continent, there were beings above the legendary level whose mission was to guard this plane. They were the Plane Guardians.

Valhalla was the Western Guardian. In addition, the Storm Lord Valan, whom Valhalla had summoned specifically to deal with Dima, was the Southern Guardian.

Since there were Western and Southern Guardians, there were naturally Eastern and Northern Guardians as well. The Eastern Guardian was the Elf King, who possessed miraculous healing abilities, while the Northern Guardian