The Twelfth Floor of the Graveyard of the Gods

This was the second time they had come to the Graveyard of the Gods.

This time, there were only eight of them, all god-level experts.

Beirut, Taros, Catherine, Olivier, Cesar, Dylin, O'Brien, and Rutherford.

"I need to remind you of something. This time is different from before. Previously, there were only Catherine and the War God, so the difficulty was naturally lower. This time, there are seven of you, including Taros and Catherine, who has already broken through to become a mid-level god. Naturally, the difficulty will be much higher, though there will also be more opportunities. If you don't want to die, be even more careful."

Beirut gave his final instructions before they set off.

The seven of them felt their hearts sink after hearing this.

Judging by the difficulty Catherine and O'Brien had described, Olivier, Taros, and Dylin had all thought it would be manageable. But now that Beirut had said this, it was clear that after evaluating the strength of all seven of them, the difficulty had become impossible to predict.

"All right, that's all I have to say. Go in."

The seven of them vanished through the entrance one after another.

After passing through the gate of the Graveyard of the Gods,

the seven of them appeared simultaneously in another space. This place was utterly barren, without the slightest trace of life.

Having arrived in an unfamiliar place, Olivier felt that it was very similar to the spatial secret chamber in the Baruch Empire. Even that door gave him the same feeling as the door to the secret chamber.

An idea suddenly came to Olivier.

Perhaps the eighteen floors of the Graveyard of the Gods were actually divided into two completely separate places: the final seven floors and the first eleven floors.

Beirut had likely opened up a space beneath the South Sea, one much larger than the secret chamber. They entered this space through a Space Gate, and somewhere within it was another door leading to yet another space. Going deeper, one space after another formed the impression of floor upon floor.

The twelfth floor was directly connected to the Yulan Plane, and the first eleven floors were likewise connected to the Yulan Plane. They appeared to enter the Graveyard of the Gods from the same place, but the place where god-level experts entered was actually different from the place where Saint-level experts entered. That meant that although the two locations looked identical, they were not actually the same Space Gate.

This also explained why Saint-level experts and god-level experts did not enter the Graveyard of the Gods together. The two locations were not connected, and Beirut could not attend to both sides at once.

"On the Yulan Continent, my divine sense can cover several hundred thousand kilometers. Here, it can only cover around ten thousand meters. That range has been compressed by nearly ten thousand times. A distance of ten thousand meters is nothing to a god-level expert. At this rate, a lower god can only cover around a hundred meters, while a mid-level god can only cover around a thousand meters."

Olivier possessed the soul of a high-level god. A range of ten thousand meters was already enough to give him a great advantage.

"Catherine, you came in here before. Are you familiar with this place?" Olivier asked.

"We did indeed come here last time. Under normal circumstances, there should be a god-level expert guarding the way ahead. If things are the same as last time, with our current strength, we could easily force our way through. But Lord Beirut said the difficulty has increased, so I don't think it will be that simple."

Catherine said.

"The situation has definitely changed. Let's move forward together first. Everyone, be careful."

Taros said.

Among them all, Catherine had only recently broken through to become a mid-level god. Although Beirut had said Olivier could contend against mid-level gods, no one had seen it for themselves. Taros, meanwhile, had been a god-level expert for a long time. He was the strongest among them, and Beirut had said his strength had already reached the peak of the mid-level god stage.

Olivier guessed that Taros had probably already fused two profound mysteries of the laws.

Thus, without anyone saying it aloud, Taros became the leader of their group.

Olivier did not care about that. He rather liked playing the pig to eat the tiger.

"What's going on? We've walked so far without encountering anyone. Could everyone on this floor be dead?" Cesar said.

The seven of them continued onward. The twelfth floor of the Graveyard of the Gods seemed completely deserted. Not only had they not encountered the lower god Catherine mentioned, they had not even seen a single living creature.

"Impossible. Lord Beirut could not have overlooked something like this. I just hope it isn't like the first eleven floors." Taros was somewhat worried.

"Lord Taros, do you mean that, like when you were a guard, it isn't that there is no danger, but that there may be an existence on this floor that we cannot contend against?" O'Brien asked.

Once he said that, everyone understood. They had all learned about what had happened on the first eleven floors. The floor Taros had guarded had contained only him, but it had also been the most dangerous floor.

If that was the case, then things were far from encouraging.

Everyone began to worry.

"Even if that is the case, Lord Beirut will definitely leave us a chance to pass. Let's first find the entrance to the next floor. Everyone must be careful, and do not make any sound."

Taros said.

At that moment, even Taros's bewitching face was filled with gravity. With his strength, he could nearly sweep through many mid-level gods, and Beirut presumably would not arrange a high-level god on the twelfth floor. Taros had originally believed this floor would be very easy, but it now appeared that was not the case.

No one could fathom Beirut's intentions.

Mokli was an unparalleled genius. He had spent only fifty years comprehending the Laws of Thunder Element to become a god. After reaching the mid-level god stage, he went to Hell, believing that Hell would be his stage.

But not long after he arrived in Hell, he was captured by an old man. Before that old man, he had no ability to resist whatsoever. The man claimed to be an envoy managing the Graveyard of the Gods for the Sovereign. He ordered Mokli to guard the Graveyard of the Gods, promising that once Mokli broke through to become a high-level god or after one hundred thousand years had passed, he would be allowed to return to Hell and rewarded with two high-level divine artifacts.

Mokli had no choice but to agree.

Guarding the Graveyard of the Gods was an incredibly easy job. He did not need to do anything at all. Several thousand years passed, and Mokli did nothing but cultivate. Other than lacking freedom, he lived quite comfortably.

By now, Mokli had comprehended five profound mysteries of the Laws of Thunder Element, and he was close to comprehending the sixth. He had also fused two profound mysteries, while making some progress in fusing the third. He believed that in less than ten thousand years, he would definitely become a high-level god.

It was an ordinary day.

The Sovereign's envoy suddenly appeared. A mission had arrived.

Soon afterward, he was brought to another space, after which the Sovereign's envoy departed.

Apart from himself, there were three other mid-level gods in this space. Two were ordinary mid-level gods named Gubas and Subaru, and their strength was average. The other was the divine beast Salsback. Although Salsback had not fused any profound mysteries of the laws, his divine beast talent was formidable. Relying on his Innate Divine Ability, he had reached the peak of the mid-level god stage.

However, after a battle, Salsback was ultimately defeated by Mokli, and Mokli became the king of this space.

He gathered the three mid-level gods and nine lower gods at the entrance to the thirteenth floor, waiting only for the challengers to arrive.

On the other side, Taros led the group around in search of the entrance to the next floor. At last, they gradually drew near it.

Suddenly, Olivier discovered twelve god-level experts within the range of his divine sense: four mid-level gods and nine lower gods.

Ahead of them, on the far side of a hill, the hill happened to separate the two groups.

At the same time, he discovered the Space Gate leading to the next floor.

"With this lineup, if I truly had the same strength as Catherine, this would be quite dangerous."

Olivier weighed the strength of both sides. Even if Taros could deal with two mid-level gods, and he and Catherine each took one, there would still be nine lower gods facing the four lower gods on their side. That was more than two against one.

Cesar, Rutherford, and O'Brien were at the bottom among lower gods. Even though Dylin was a peak lower god, the difference in numbers was far too great.

Olivier realized that if he did not reveal more of his strength, Taros might be fine, but the others likely would not escape.

"Stop." As they walked, Taros suddenly shouted.

"They're finally here." At the same time, Mokli spoke.