Gods and devils are dead; the ten thousand races shall rise! In the projection, the Chaos Emperor's voice rang out, forceful and sonorous.
This was the first time anyone had uttered such treasonous words before the countless beings of the multiverse. In the past, the supreme crusades against heaven had never involved the lower strata of the multiverse at all.
But the Chaos Emperor knew that when seemingly insignificant sentient beings gathered together, they, too, became an unstoppable tide of the era. This was the power of the people.
Even in a transcendent world, history was not created only by the strong. The lower classes could do it as well, especially on a transcendent path like the Star Realm's, which rested upon faith as its foundation.
Water could carry a boat, and it could also overturn it.
Once believers began to awaken and spread like a virus, under the current pressure of internal and external troubles, the Star Realm had no power to stop them. It could only allow the contagion to spread.
The rebel army's strength would only grow.
Given enough time, the Star Realm would collapse without being attacked.
Of course, Nora did not have that long to wait.
What the Chaos Emperor wanted to do was shake the Star Realm's foundation of faith! When the mansion was about to fall, he would give it another shove! The emperor's voice echoed through world after world, star sector after star sector. His figure and appearance were branded deep into the minds of every believer.
What blasphemy! What disloyalty!
Someone cursed, "Blasphemer!"
"Extraterrestrial Fiend!"
"This is fake, hahaha, it has to be fake!"
"Just you wait, my lord will bring down Divine Punishment!"
Others showed hesitation.
"Was that my lord fighting side by side with demons?"
"My lord will definitely