The Heavenly Principles Were Gravely Wounded and Unable to Keep Watch! The Fatui Seized Three Gnoses, and Childe Appeared to Continue the Fight Against Fate!

Hai Long, Tian Hen, Ye Yinzhu, and others were all outstanding talents in their respective worlds, and they were all awestruck by the grand narrative.

This is no longer a personal grudge, nor is it a national war.

This is a war personally launched by the Gods, sweeping across the entire world...!

"Harbinger ..." Huo Yuhao's Spiritual Eye flickered uncertainly, and he immediately thought of the Holy Spirit Cult.

But the "Fatui" have a vision and goals that are countless times greater than those of the Holy Spirit Cult! The Holy Spirit Cult's goal is merely to rule the continent, while the Fatui aim to overthrow the heavens!

"How... how are they going to declare war on the Heavenly Principles?" Tang Wulin couldn't help but ask.

He possessed the Golden Dragon King Bloodline and spent his life fighting against fate. He longed to know how to walk this path against the heavens.

The Light Screen seemed to hear his question and provided an answer.

[... Seize the Gnosis in the six kingdoms of Teyvat...]

In an instant, the entire Divine Realm fell silent.

You could hear a pin drop.

All the Deity, including Tang San, Rong Nianbing, and Lie Yan, had their pupils shrink suddenly.

"Seize... the Gnosis?"

Ning Rongrong's voice trembled. As the Nine-Colored Goddess, she knew best what the core of Deity was.

The Gnosis —just from the name, you know it's something closely related to Deity Authority and the source of power!

"This... how is this possible?!"

Even the two symbols of power, Niu Tian and Tai Tan, felt a profound sense of powerlessness at this moment.

In their minds, God is invincible and supreme.

But now, this assessment tells them that the core of God can actually be "seized"!

"Like... hunting Soul Beast and seizing Spirit Ring?" Bei Bei said subconsciously.

He Caitou shuddered violently. "Don't talk nonsense! That analogy is too frightening!"

"But isn't that the truth?" Xiao Xiao's face was pale.

The Fatui, this group is "hunting gods"!

Tang Ya gripped Bei Bei's hand tightly, her eyes filled with fear; this was something completely beyond her comprehension.

"The Gnosis... is it something similar to our divine position?" Tang San asked Rong Nianbing telepathically.

Rong Nianbing's expression was more solemn than ever before. "It's highly likely! It's a symbol of Authority, a source of power! If the Gnosis is taken away, that Gods... will probably fall from grace, or even... perish!"

This speculation sent a chill down the spines of everyone who heard it.

This is not war, this is massacre! It's a... dimensional attack on the species of Gods!

"Did they succeed?" Ning Tian asked nervously. As a descendant of Ning Rongrong, he paid special attention to matters of the Deity.

The Light Screen didn't keep him waiting too long.

The last line, the most despairing line, slowly appeared.

[... including the Gnosis the Wind God, the Rock God, and the thunder god, all fell into the hands of the Fatui.]

Boom!!!

Everyone's mind went completely blank, as if struck head-on by a star.

"Three... three?"

"The hearts of the three Gods —the Wind God, the Rock God, and the Thunder God—were all... ripped out?"

"Are you kidding me!"

"This is impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Countless gasps, roars, and incredulous screams resounded simultaneously across various worlds.

If everything before was just a crazy plan, then this line is a cold, cruel, and brilliantly successful battle report!

The Fatui —they not only dared to dream, they also did it!

Moreover, they succeeded three times in a row!

Tang San's body trembled slightly.

He thought of his battles against the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King, the Angel God, and the Rakshasa God; every battle was extremely dangerous.

Yet the Fatui were able to snatch the core essence from three Gods of equal rank!

Just how terrifying is the strength of this "Fatui"?

What kind of monsters are their Harbinger?

Huo Yuhao's thoughts raced.

Wind God, Rock God, Thunder God...

He recalled the idle bard from his previous inventory, the Leisure in the Mortal World who had resigned from his divine position.

"Could it be... that the Gnosis the Rock God was taken away after his abdication?"

This thought made him feel a little better.

But what about the Wind God and the thunder god?

The Electro General's "The One Hundred Thousand," with its earth-shattering power, is still vivid in my mind.

Even someone as powerful as him had his Gnosis stolen?

"Is it a conspiracy, or... an overwhelming display of absolute power?" Tang Wulin's fists clenched unconsciously, his nails digging deep into his palms.

In Gu Yuena's eyes, that glimmer of kinship had now transformed into a monstrous wave.

She saw it.

She saw a viable path to overthrow the Divine Realm!

Although this path is filled with bloodshed and betrayal, it truly exists!

"The Ice Empress..." she murmured the name softly, as if trying to etch it into the depths of her soul.

The Dragon Prince stood behind the Dragon God, his body trembling slightly, not from fear, but from extreme excitement.

We declare war on Heavenly Principles!

Isn't this exactly what their Dragon Clan once wanted to do but couldn't?

Just as everyone was still immersed in this battle report that was enough to overturn their worldview, the text on the Light Screen began to slowly fade away.

Instead, a scene of ice and snow appeared.

The wind and snow howled, and the earth was desolate.

A figure slowly materialized amidst the wind and snow.

He was tall and slender, with a head of flamboyant orange short hair that looked like a burning flame in the gray world.

His face wore a cynical smile, but his azure eyes held no smile, only a deep, unyielding fighting spirit.

A bright red mask with eerie patterns was casually tucked behind his head.

Immediately afterwards, a new line of text appeared beside him.

[Fatui Executive, Eleventh Seat--]

"Childe"

A line of cold numbers appeared, like a declaration, a prologue.

Then, the screen suddenly lit up, but it wasn't any specific image; instead, it was a series of soul-stirring words, imprinted on everyone's retinas with undeniable power.

[Heavenly Principles, severely injured and in a deep slumber, is satisfied with the Order of the Seven Nations and relinquishes oversight to the Four Archons before falling into another slumber.]

The very first sentence plunged the entire space into an eerie silence.

Heavenly Principles... Severely injured and in a deep sleep?

The being described as supreme, capable of destroying a nation in the blink of an eye, was actually a severely wounded individual?

"How is this possible!"

Dai Hao blurted out the White Tiger Duke almost without thinking, his eyes filled with disbelief. In his view, Deity should be invincible and Eternity; how could they be associated with the word "seriously injured"?

The key word is 'seriously injured'.

Tang San's eyes were sharp as needles, instantly grasping the key point.

"Not a minor injury, not just a wound, but a severe one. This means that there was a battle we cannot even imagine, one so brutal that it threatened even the most powerful beings in that world."

His voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.