Shadow World: Heaven-Piercing World-Destroying Battlefield
It resembles an endless mountain wilderness, with lush green grass along the edge, a winding stream, and clear water flowing continuously. The flowing emerald water reflects the tall and straight trees, and the intertwined branches form a pure sky, adding a touch of psychedelic charm to the place.
At the end of this picturesque landscape, white stone walls scatter yet rhythmically encircle the area, reaching all the way to the towering mountain peaks.
The stone wall seemed to gradually extend until it formed a temple, with long vines hanging from the pillars outside the temple, and brightly colored flowers swaying gracefully in the wind.
As the stone walls grew denser, flawless stone pillars supported the massive ceiling in the deep hall, their inscriptions and reliefs exuding a heavy, ancient atmosphere.
The floor was smooth and shiny, reflecting the sunlight streaming through the high-hanging chandelier.
As long as you sit in the center of this highest temple, you can take in the entire landscape at a glance.
However, at this moment...
In the center of the temple stood a classical and ornate table, covered with a brown silk tablecloth, upon which lay a lacquered and carved chessboard and black and white chess pieces.
The crisp sound of chess pieces colliding with the chessboard echoed throughout the temple, repeating itself endlessly.
After an unknown amount of time, a voice finally rang out.
"After you recover to the ninth rank, do you want to go to that world?"
The woman sitting at one end of the chessboard seemed to be waiting for her opponent to make a move, and asked a question.
"I'm not going."
Opposite her, a man with a similar appearance rested his chin on his hand, seemingly concentrating on his next move.
He seemed completely unconcerned about the question posed by the God of Dreams.
He gently reached out, picked up a black chess piece, and placed it on the board with a soft sound.
Then, he looked up and quietly gazed at the other end of the chessboard, contemplating his next move.
As he expected, his sister, Sleepy Goddess, had already picked up a white chess piece and placed it on the board in the position corresponding to the black piece. The lightness with which she touched the piece made it seem as if she were talking to it.
They are a pair of twin gods, and despite their different genders, they display an innate similarity and a tacit understanding of each other.
Do you know which world I'm talking about?
"This Punos, the goddess of sleep who is female in appearance, asked."
Her brother was much slower than her in making judgments and placing pieces each time.
Occasionally she would say something to pass the time.
"Hmph, they're all the same, just failed creations we made in the past."
The elder brother, the god of the dead Thanatos, shook his head.
He knew which one Punos, the goddess of sleep, was referring to, but to him it made no difference.
"That's the world where Sisina has completely lost contact."
The goddess of sleep, Punos, remembers that her brother had a close relationship with the god of life.
Moreover, according to Punos's understanding, the goddess of life Sisina, could not be killed by any living being in a state of Chaos Unleashing.
Even though Sisina was forced to activate the Chaos Unleashing by the beings of that world more than 10,000 years ago.
Judging by the timeline, she should have recovered long ago.
"According to my estimation, even if Agamemnon and Menelaus encountered many obstacles, they should have returned from that world by now having achieved their goal."
"But not only is there no news of Sisina's revival, they've also stayed in that world for far too long."
"If there is an inevitability hidden within the coincidence, it may become one of the biggest hidden dangers after the opening of the Heaven-Piercing World-Destroying Battlefield."
Seeing that her brother had not yet decided on his next move, the goddess of sleep Punos, continued speaking.
Are you lecturing me?
Thanatos, the god of the dead, raised his eyes and looked at Punos, the goddess of sleep.
"All of this was once a game for us, and living beings were just like chess pieces."
He picked up a chess piece, and with a soft click, the piece, gleaming with a black-gold light, was placed in another position on the chessboard.
"I still remember that human named Lunn; I easily took away what little life he had left. And that demon named Talomati, wasn't he just toyed with in your dreams? They must be the strongest beings in that world."
Thanatos, the god of the dead, leaned back in his chair, his tone full of disdain.
It's important to understand that the gods who revive later are often those who died later or initiated the Chaos Unleashing later, more than ten thousand years ago.
This means that the siblings, who awakened later and are now only at the eighth level, fought to the very end in the last Heaven-Piercing World-Destroying Battlefield.
While this doesn't necessarily mean that gods who recover later are necessarily stronger, it's generally true in most cases.
The goddess of sleep, Punos, still swiftly completed the move of her pieces.
But this time she didn't need to ask any questions; she could hear her brother continue speaking:
"Even if they have the chance to reincarnate, they will be killed by the God of Magic and the God of Matter before they can grow up."
The god of magic Agamemnon, and the god of matter Menelaus, were revived earlier than them.
They are also two gods who are fully capable of dealing with the strongest human and the strongest demon in that world.
Thanatos, the god of the dead, stared intently at the chessboard, pondering his next move.
Accompanied by the voice of the god of the dead, Thanatos, the two gods' fingers moved across the chessboard from time to time, as if adjusting the rules of the world.
As the pieces continued to fall, fine lines of black and white gradually appeared on the board. Not only did the god of the dead, Thanatos, take longer and longer to think, but even the goddess of dreams Punos, began to need to think carefully before she could respond.
In this quiet scene, it seems that only the chess pieces on the board move, decrease, and disappear.
"This time, the God of Fate Tike, won't be there to help them."
Thanatos and Punos, however, were focused and calm, lost in thought, their conversation merely a casual act.
"In the end, we can resolve everything with just one move."
"Yeah?"
It was neither the voice of Thanatos, the god of the dead, nor the voice of Punos, the goddess of sleep, that resounded in the temple.
Suddenly, a figure appeared out of thin air from a spatial rift and stomped heavily on the god's chessboard. The chess pieces scattered like falling stars, flashing different colors and making the entire chessboard a chaotic mess!
The gray-haired figure looked somewhat surprised, glancing left and right at the two eighth-level deities.
He seemed to have come here by chance, never expecting to suddenly encounter two deities.
"Looks like I've inadvertently disrupted your game?"
The gray-haired youth asked with a slightly amused tone.
However.
The two Chaos God remained leaning back in their chairs, unmoved.
The goddess of sleep Punos, had a calm expression on her beautiful face, while the god of the dead Thanatos, twitched his brow slightly.
They noticed it in an instant.
This man who used spatial magic to barge into this place is merely a seventh-tier cultivator.
Even among humans, they are far from being among the strongest.
Although it was the first time that Thanatos had ever seen a human willingly trespass into the realm of the gods.
But from this perspective, this human is nothing more than a clown.
"You knew this was God's domain, yet you still dared to trespass?"
Thanatos held up the chess piece, his voice calm, as if Dekan was no longer in his sight.
Even though the chess pieces were scattered, it didn't stop him from playing. He simply ignored the gray-haired youth and continued to think about where to place his next piece while looking at the chessboard.
"God?"
Dekan looked up and chuckled twice, as if he had heard a joke.
He twisted his toes, shattering the chessboard under his foot, completely disregarding the fact that Thanatos finally frowned.
When Dekan lowered his head again to look at the god of the dead, Thanatos, their eyes met.
Dekan's eyes had turned icy cold.
"Just fertilizer for my flowers."