Reversal

Truman only arrived to watch the Ancient God Battlefield from the sidelines after dealing with the Golden Kingdom's believers.

When ancient god battles reached a certain stage, they became exceedingly abstract—a contest of authorities, and even more so a contest of various means of application.

As for the "Fooling" authority, different targets of deception produced entirely different effects.

This kind of conceptual authority was simply too inconceivable; it could even pull off a supernova right in one's face.

"Such is the might of a deity!" Truman saw Medici and Leodero here as well; they too dared not approach, merely spectating from the outer perimeter.

But their faction had always carried a hint of troublemaking intent, and beneath the Ancient God Battlefield, the slaughtering angels were still numerous.

In fact, it could be said that every angel and subordinate god of any renown had arrived—this might be the most terrifying war in thousands of years.

Medici and Leodero's faces were flushed with excitement, eager to throw themselves into the fray, but Sasrir firmly held them back.

Yes, Sasrir was also here. How dare this spark that ignited the conflict still show its face?

"The Ancient Gods cannot find the Blasphemy Slate. The Demon Wolf launched the divine war first, dragging all the Ancient Gods into the quagmire of battle."

Sasrir murmured to himself.

"Is that a prophecy?" Truman's heart leaped, as if he were watching a writer scripting a story.

"No, this will be history." Sasrir did not look at Truman, but declared solemnly.

History... In that case, even the Blasphemy Slate and the "spark" of this war no longer mattered.

He stared intently at the Ancient God Battlefield, as if searching for the right moment to strike. Of course, he might merely be the "eyes"; the one who would truly act was the Ancient Sun God, seated securely above His divine kingdom.

Just as Truman expected, the Ancient Sun God, far away in His divine kingdom, had stopped praying to Himself. Instead, He stood silently at the church door, using Sasrir as His "eyes" to gaze upon the Ancient God Battlefield.

His state was peculiar. Above His head hung a blazing yet illusory sun, behind Him stretched a faint Curtain of Shadows, and in His hands rested the Blasphemy Slate.

At a certain moment, His eyes suddenly turned illusory, and around Him emerged a sea that seemed to contain all colors and all secrets.

"I am the One, and the All. I am the Lord of the Mysteries, the God of Gods."

He chanted in a low voice, and within that illusory Chaos Sea, an indescribable giant wave surged.

The wave embraced Him, eventually transforming into a storm and a tower. Clearly, the Ancient Sun God could drive the power of the Chaos Sea to an extremely formidable degree.

He slowly raised His head, looking toward the Astral World. Beyond an invisible barrier, one terrifying, indescribable giant face after another peered into this world.

The battle of the Ancient Gods was not limited to the material world; it stirred up boundless chaos in the Spirit World and the Astral World as well, the commotion utterly terrifying. These giant faces grew intensely interested in the conflict.

But the barrier was too powerful now; the giant faces dared not approach too closely.

Having confirmed this, the Ancient Sun God withdrew His gaze and fixed His eyes once more on the Ancient God Battlefield.

Within that Chaos Sea, which contained all secrets, words written in an ancient language appeared.

They were composed entirely of the waters of the Chaos Sea, possessing a strange essence.

If anyone could see these words, they would be compelled to investigate, only to discover that these words had already touched fate and become reality.

That line of ancient text was very brief—a description of the current war situation.

"The balance of the Ancient God war has been broken."

This was a prophecy, and perhaps also a manifestation of the "Visionary" authority.

The future He proclaimed would surely descend and become reality!

The Ancient Sun God had not yet withdrawn the Visionary authority, but He had still achieved this through the Chaos Sea.

The war of the Ancient Gods was terrifying to the extreme, shaking the entire material world. Earthquakes, tsunamis, storms—all of this was destroying the world where all living beings dwelled.

Moreover, because there were exactly eight Ancient Gods fighting in pairs, none could overcome the other in a short time. Even Almir, whose mental state was greatly damaged, remained ferocious. Authorities like "Twilight," "Evernight," and "Fooling" could not decide victory or defeat quickly.

This gave the battle between the Ancient Gods a seemingly fragile yet hard-to-break balance.

After the Ancient Sun God made His prophecy through the Chaos Sea, that balance was effectively shattered.

"Ah!" The Giant King Almir roared, swinging his sword to cleave the divine kingdom of destruction woven from the Fog of History, as Twilight dyed everything.

At the Giant King's Court, the Giant Queen had gathered nearly all the giants of the present age, holding a grand sacrifice for Almir. Countless prey were slaughtered, and the blood stirred the bloodlust of every giant. They all roared and prayed—the role of anchors was made manifest at this moment!

At this instant, Almir's state was unprecedentedly good. The burden on his mind seemed wiped away; he no longer needed to expend vast energy suppressing madness. In a single moment, he erupted with terrifying power.

The Demon Wolf's state was the exact opposite. The many characteristics within his body seemed on the verge of exploding at that instant. All kinds of mad thoughts began echoing in his mind, and the terrifying shock even caused the Demon Wolf himself to freeze for a split second.

This was perfectly reasonable, after all, the Ancient Gods were already in poor condition, especially the Destruction Demon Wolf and the Demon Monarch, who represented the destruction and filth of this era. It was only too reasonable for them to go mad from time to time.

Of course, the most likely cause was that Sasrir had taken out a monocle and, using the "Corruption" authority, gave it a certain degree of living characteristics.

A powerful sense of convergence arose, tugging at the characteristics within the Destruction Demon Wolf's body and the mask on his face.

This easily shattered the relative balance of characteristics within him, driving him even more thoroughly mad.

The Ancient Sun God's prophecy had come true. The balance of the Ancient God war was broken.

"Lilith! Kill the Demon Wolf first!" The Giant King roared, also sensing the Demon Wolf's unstable state. The orange-red Twilight in his eyes pulsed violently.

Splash!

Moonlight spilled down. Lilith's curse of the Red Moon descended, the shackles of the Abyss rose, and the power of natural life burst forth!

Amid the moonlight, patches of wheat and clusters of flowers sprouted, growing wildly, rolling like waves toward the Demon Wolf.

He was striking with full force, and even the King of Exotic Species was casting the deepest curses and the most "restrained" desire for resistance upon the Destruction Demon Wolf.

At the same moment, all the Ancient Gods turned their gaze this way, and then, setting aside past grievances, they struck together at the Destruction Demon Wolf!

The Ancient God Alliance, two factions—the humanoid and the non-humanoid.

The Destruction Demon Wolf and the Demon Monarch belonged to neither; among the Ancient Gods, they were the most insane, often falling into mindless states, knowing only destruction and ruin.

The Demon Monarch Fárbauti was originally the most likely to come to the Destruction Demon Wolf's aid, but unfortunately, he was also mad, and his conflicts with the Destruction Demon Wolf were no fewer than those with the other Ancient Gods!

At this moment, the tide of battle took a shocking turn. The Destruction Demon Wolf instantly faced the attacks of seven Ancient Gods.

This meant that among the eight Ancient Gods, seven had reached a consensus at this moment—to devour the Destruction Demon Wolf!