When the group entered this blood-red sea, Mimir, the "God of Wisdom," who had gradually shrunk to the size of a normal human, voluntarily fell half a step behind Evan.
He thoughtfully explained to him:
"Compared to the battlefield in this sea, the scattered divine wars on land are child's play.
"Although most demigods who came 'beyond the gate' no longer controlled their own lives and deaths, custody of the key known as the Mobius Ring still held immense appeal for them."
As far as the eye could see, the surging blood-red sea was indeed, in essence, an immense battlefield of gods.
Even though only ruins remained, the enormous weapons still radiating a savage aura, the hideous corpses that remained standing... all made it easy to imagine the brutality of the previous battles.
Forget ordinary people—even a group of Third-Order Great Wizards would be like rabbits entering a tiger's cage here, their hearts pounding in terror.
Only after Evan erected a barrier of divine power around them did they dare continue deeper.
The reason for the battlefield's existence was simple.
Since demigods in an uncertain state possessed infinitely many possibilities, war became a highly probable event in the "Endless Ocean," which contained no fewer than five thousand demigods.
According to Mimir, over the long years, most demigod-level beings in the "Endless Ocean" had died in battle here at some point.
The bloodshed had occurred too frequently and lasted too long, permanently alienating this entire region.
In other words, whenever the outside world observed this place, the probability of seeing a battlefield within a sea of blood had become infinitely great!
Whoosh!
With a casual gesture, Evan drew over a glimmering fragment of divinity that the "God of Riot," Mars, had "randomly dropped" from the spot where only a humanoid black