Mu Wei shrugged and spread her hands. "As for the creatures of the various races that can no longer contribute any power of faith at all, yet retain the ability to reproduce, they are... They are not naturally born lifeforms. They are combat puppets created by the various offshoots of some wondrous, powerful, terrifying, despair-inducing existence!"
With a soft sigh, despair and fear appeared on Mu Wei's little face. "You have never witnessed his terror. When he awoke from slumber, a single volley wiped out the Divine Lords—who were a hundred times stronger than us High-Gods—the commanders-in-chief of the various Divine Lords, as easily as ants. The Origin Realm... one attack from the Origin Realm Core, and..."
Drawing a deep breath, as if she could not finish without doing so, Mu Wei held it in and spoke word by word, "I remember it with absolute clarity. At the time, I was merely a reserve officer leading a reserve legion from afar, prepared to join the attack at any moment."
Mu Wei's smiling face turned deathly pale. She clutched Hu Xinzhu's hand tightly, squeezing it until his bones crackled. Hu Xinzhu was in so much pain that he wanted to scream, but he could not bear to interrupt the ancient secrets spilling from Mu Wei's lips. He could only grit his teeth, weeping from pain as he listened to her account.
What a terrifying sight it had been—the unimaginable scene emerging from Mu Wei's lips.
When the legions of the gods descended and began a great massacre of humanity, the Origin Realm Core sleeping in the human world was awakened by the warning signals. The terrifying Origin Realm Core, bearing the greatest destructive power in all history, unfolded at last.
Even Mu Wei had been unable to see what the Origin