Unstoppable

At a military airfield in Eastern Europe, the ground was pockmarked, wisps of smoke curled into the air, and the wreckage of more than a dozen battered fighter jets and the bodies of countless soldiers lay scattered across the ground.

The place had clearly just been through a battle.

Four colossal figures stood at the corners, their oppressive, terrifying auras twisting even the magnetic field of the earth.

They were a band of "Wanderers."

Wanderers were savage gods who had lost their Divine Kingdoms amid the upheaval in outer space.

To savage gods, a Divine Kingdom was far more than just a place to dwell. It was more like a lair they had painstakingly built up, their last line of defense.

On the one hand, vast numbers of long-established petitioners could provide a god with faith, allowing them to sustain themselves for a time. That way, if their faith was seized, their divine rank wouldn't immediately fall, nor would they instantly perish.

On the other hand, a Divine Kingdom was also a god's home ground. After eons of transformation and imbueing with divine power, the entire Divine Kingdom became one with the god's portfolio, turning into their own domain and battlefield.

Within their Divine Kingdom, its master's power could multiply several times over.

Even gods of a higher rank were reluctant to attack the Divine Kingdom of a weaker god. One careless move, and they could end up capsized in a gutter.

If Tamm were like a dark forest where the strong preyed on the weak, then the destruction of a Divine Kingdom was like a hunter or prey who had been hiding suddenly being exposed, stripped bare in an instant.

And to avoid becoming prey, the only choice was to band together.

That was exactly what this alliance of