The Truth Behind Raiden Shogun's Death Is Revealed: Divine Blood Stains the Sky, Ning Rongrong Weeps

Just then, the camera zoomed in suddenly.

It was aimed at a Kandria knight who had just completed his mutation.

His body was completely twisted, covered in gray-black armor, and the longsword in his hand, a symbol of glory, was now covered in rust.

His eyes were almost filled with rage and chaos.

But in that final moment when sanity was about to be swallowed by darkness...

A single tear slid down his eye, which no longer resembled that of a human.

That tear was not clear, but rather like Obsidian, crystalline and profound.

It rolled down my rough cheek and dripped to the ground.

The next second, the last glimmer of clarity in the knight's eyes vanished completely, replaced by a hollow crimson.

He let out a hoarse roar, completely transforming into a monster that only knew how to attack.

On the Light Screen, the chaotic colors slowly faded, replaced by a line of cold, heavy black text.

These few lines of text, however, were like an invisible mountain, crashing down on everyone's hearts.

Douluo God Realm.

Tang San's pupils suddenly contracted.

War in the Abyss?

This word instantly reminded him of the Abyss Plane that Douluo Continent had once faced, a terrifying war that nearly dragged the entire continent into destruction.

But the description on the screen clearly depicts a disaster on a different level.

"The Gods... are in a fierce battle?" Ning Rongrong's voice trembled slightly, and she subconsciously tightened her grip on Oscar's hand beside her.

After becoming gods, they believed they had reached the pinnacle of the world, looking down upon all living beings.

But now, this inventory tells them that even gods struggle like mortals, and even... perish.

The screen lights up.

No longer static words, but vivid, dynamic images that seem to tear at the soul.

Boom!

Endless, dark energy coalesced into a ferocious horde of beasts, surging wildly from a massive rift that stretched across the sky. The sky was no longer azure, but a morbid, eerie color mixed with scarlet and dark purple.

The earth is wailing, and the mountains are collapsing.

A dazzling purple lightning bolt swept across, instantly turning tens of thousands of Abyssal Monster into charred remains.

"Such powerful lightning!" A fierce fighting spirit erupted in Lei Xiang's eyes. As a Mad God, he could feel the power of Laws contained in the lightning, pure and domineering.

But the next second, his expression froze.

More monsters trampled over the corpses of their companions, fearlessly rushing towards the purple figure.

As the camera zoomed in, everyone finally saw that it was a majestic goddess wielding a long sword. Each swing of her sword carried the power to cleave through space, but the light emanating from her body was dimming at a visible speed.

Her face was etched with exhaustion.

On the other side, a realm composed of pure water is struggling to purify the polluted land.

Elysia, the Gods of water, whose realm should be a symbol of life and purity, is now riddled with holes by countless filthy tentacles and energies.

She sang sacred songs incessantly, trying to soothe the turbulent world, but her voice was completely drowned out by the piercing screams of the monsters.

"They are being worn down..." Huo Yuhao's Spiritual Eye flashed with golden light; he saw through the essence of the battle.

This was not an evenly matched battle.

This is a desperate war of attrition.

The monsters of the Abyss are endless, but the power of the Gods has its limits.

"This... how is this possible?" Xue Ye slumped into his chair, his face deathly pale. He had spent his entire life pursuing the eternal stability of his empire, but the scene before him told him that in the face of true natural disaster, all the efforts of mortals seemed so laughable.

If even Gods are like this, what about empires?

The scene suddenly changed.

We arrived at an even more desolate and lonely place.

The edge of the world.

There was no heaven or earth here, only Nihility, and a Abyss rift a hundred times larger than the one seen on the battlefield before.

A figure stands alone before the crevice.

She was surrounded by a vibrant green life force, and countless vines grew from the Void, weaving into strong defensive lines that firmly blocked the Abyss Power of the abyss.

[The Regent of Life]

Four words appeared beside her.

"One person... blocked the entrance to an entire Abyss?" Chang Gong Wei gasped. He had experienced the apocalypse of the Holy Demon Continent and knew all too well the terror of such an existence.

Even the Demon God Emperor of yesteryear could not compare to the terrifying aura emanating from this rift before him.

And this Regent of Life, by his own power, managed to shut him out.

"Her power... is burning." Rong Nianbing's expression was extremely solemn. As the God of Emotion, he could clearly feel the resolute and tragic aura emanating from that ruling Gods.

She wasn't fighting; she was using her very Life Origin to extend the life of the entire world.

Everyone fell silent.

Tang San gripped the Sea God Trident tightly. He recalled his helplessness when he faced the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King alone on Sea God Island. But compared to the naturally gifted King, his situation back then was simply insignificant.

A complex emotion flashed in Gu Yuena's silver eyes. She saw a familiar shadow in this ruler. It was the loneliness of King, the heavy responsibility of protecting the entire race.

Just as everyone was awestruck by the power of this ruler, the battle situation in the scene took a sharp turn for the worse.

Boom!

On the main battlefield, the Raiden Shogun True's light faltered slightly, and a massive Abyssal Giant Beast seized the opportunity, its dark claws slamming down.

Puff!

The blood of the gods stained the sky crimson.

Raiden Shogun True's body fell like a kite with a broken string.

"Sister!" Another almost identical figure cried out in grief, trying to rush over, but was tightly entangled by endless demons.

"No..." Ning Rongrong covered her mouth, her eyes instantly reddening.

The Gods have truly fallen.

Right before her eyes, so easily, so cruelly.

Almost simultaneously, Elysia's water domain was completely shattered, and the filthy energy instantly engulfed her.

She took one last look at the people she had protected, her eyes filled with resentment and longing, before her body transformed into the purest elements and vanished into the world.

The two Gods died in battle within seconds.

This horrific scene made all the viewers feel as if their hearts were being squeezed by an invisible hand, almost making it hard to breathe.

"How could this happen..." Tang Ya murmured to herself, her face as pale as paper.

Bei Bei, He Caitou, Xu Sanshi, and the others also looked on in disbelief. They had witnessed the fall of Titled Douluo and even heard legends of Deity, but seeing Gods die in battle firsthand was a truly revolutionary shock.

An atmosphere of despair began to spread.

Even the gods couldn't resist it; is there any hope left for this world?

Right now!

The entire sky suddenly lit up.

A golden ray of light, indescribable in words, descended from the highest point in the world.

The light was holy and majestic, carrying the supreme aura of creation and end.

Under the light, all the Abyssal Monster let out painful roars, their bodies melting away like ice and snow.

Even the Regent of Life on the edge of the world raised his head, a hint of astonishment appearing on his weary face.