Outside Milky Way Galaxy, seven figures exuding a terrifying aura were quietly suspended in Void, staring at the purple shield that tightly wrapped the entire galaxy.
Brilliant and colorful rays of light burst out from their bodies, and they were launching terrifying attacks that destroyed the world and wildly bombarded the protective barrier. Each of their attacks reached a level of terror that could destroy the universe. If they hadn't concentrated all their power on the shield to prevent it from leaking out, the aftermath of the battle alone would have been enough to trigger a peerless Cataclysm that would affect the endless sea of stars.
Unfortunately, their attempts seemed to be in vain - at least on the surface.
"This is meaningless," Laifu, the god of light, justice, balance and commerce, said. He is a man with bright blond hair and blue eyes. He is dressed in pure white and exudes an extremely noble aura that makes people want to worship. In his hand, he holds a silver scepter with a dazzling sapphire on the top.
"The Wizard Race weapon used by that Bleach is most likely a Quasi-Eleventh Tier's supreme Divine Artifact."
"That's why we can't give up," the god of darkness, curse and cruelty - Enwa, responded coldly. He has ink-like black hair and green eyes, his whole body is shrouded in pitch-black clothing, and he holds a black scepter inlaid with various strange colored gems.
"Enwa is right; this may be our only chance to reach the Eleventh Tier level," Lady Deathstrike God - Morticia agreed. She was wearing a dark purple dress wearing a robe, with silver hair like a waterfall, and holding an extremely classic Bleach sickle in her hand. In addition to death, she is also the god of conquest and pain, and her long pointed ears indicate her identity as the Elves god.
"Stop pretending here, Morticia. We all know it in our hearts. You just don't want to see another Bleach of Tenth Tier appear, because that will directly weaken the Authority power you control," Life, Fertility, Druid, Joy and Darkness Elf God--Ravi mocked mercilessly. She is a beautiful woman with charming purple skin and long pointed ears, wearing a pure white flawless dress, and a crown made of delicate flowers on her head.
In this universe, there is a cruel iron law that all gods tacitly understand: if two people rely on the same law Authority to reach the Tenth Tier position at the same time, then the power of Authority will be forcibly divided equally, resulting in the strength of both people being weakened.
Because of this, those Tenth Tier True Gods who stand at the top of the pyramid will never allow anyone to be on an equal footing with them in their core fields. And this is the fundamental reason why all of them must fight crazily and master the secondary Authoritys.
"You all know that there is no point in arguing here. It is also pointless to continue bombarding this shield like a fool. We need a smarter way," added Delilah, the god of magic, knowledge and communication. She was wearing a hooded blue magic robe, with the mysterious Law Runes engraved everywhere on the robe, and she held a seemingly simple wooden staff in her hand.
"Isambard, do you have any other methods?" She turned around and looked not far away. There stood a short man with long fiery red hair and a thick beard. He was wearing a rough leather armor and was holding a huge and heavy war hammer in his hand.
"Isambard," Delilah slightly raised the volume and repeated it.
"Did you just say something?" The blacksmith, rune, technology and Dwarf God asked as if he had just woken up from a dream.
He didn't hear anything just now, because all his mind was completely immersed in the obsession and admiration for this Ancient Wizard Race masterpiece. Throughout the entire plane, countless people regard him as the greatest forging and alchemy master in history. However,, whenever Isambard sees with his own eyes any works belonging to Ancient Wizard Race - even those low-level Creation, he will feel a deep sense of awe and inferiority from the bottom of his heart.
"Let me ask you, is there any other way for us to get in?"
"The only weakness of this Divine Artifact is its user. That Bleach, who only has the Ninth Tier position, is simply not qualified or powerful enough to perfectly control such a terrifying artifact. According to my spirit According to secret calculations, even if we do nothing and just wait, in about five thousand years, the energy of this Divine Artifact will be completely exhausted and it will stop functioning. If we continue to maintain this intensity of bombardment, we may be able to shorten this time to about two thousand years."
"Two thousand years is just a blink of an eye in the vast history," Enwa commented coldly. "However, the longer we spend here, the higher the risk of long nights and dreams."
"To be honest, I'm a little surprised that those stinky ancient dragons haven't shown up yet," Morticia sneered.
"It seems that the rumors that Dragon Temple is frantically searching for the whereabouts of Thunder Dragon King across the universe are most likely true," Laifu analyzed thoughtfully.
"However, I really can't figure out why Tiamat didn't show up either; that female dragon always likes to be nosy."
There is no doubt that Dragons is definitely the most recognized race in this plane. However, they are severely divided into two camps: one is Dragon Temple, ruled by all the dragon kings, and the other is Dragon Deity System, ruled by the dragon god Tiamat.
Due to ancient conflicts and grudges that date back billions of years ago, the two camps have always been incompatible with each other - unless the survival of the entire Dragonkind is absolutely fatally threatened, they can reluctantly join forces.
"Put all this useless nonsense behind you," Ganar, the god of war, blood, killing and orcs, interrupted them rudely and impatiently. He was covered in dark gold heavy armor that exuded soaring blood energy, and he was holding an exaggeratedly huge battle ax in his hand.
"Enwa, when are you going to return the cruel Authority to me?" The cruel Authority was once one of his most proud trump cards, but it was forcibly taken away by Enwa in the past years using despicable means. "I won it in an upright and upright manner."
"Without cruelty, what's the point of war?"
"The same applies to darkness."
"That's enough, Ganar. Back then you were willing to swear to abide by the rules of our alliance. Either obey the rules or be prepared to pay a heavy price," Laifu warned with extremely stern eyes.
At the same time, when Ganar keenly sensed that the old monsters around him were all staring at him with eyes full of fatal danger, his violent arrogance finally gave in. "Okay, I'll blame you."
"In contrast, I'm more worried that those Guardians will suddenly show up and interfere," Ravi said quietly. As soon as she said these words, the faces of everyone present instantly became extremely gloomy and solemn.
The alliance formed by these seven old monsters - called "Seven Pillar Deity System", is definitely one of the pinnacle overlord forces with the most terrifying power in this plane. Not only do they firmly control Interstellar Federation in secret, but they also monopolize the two lifebloods of Universal Web and Cosmic Bank.
Although there are many other Tenth Tier gods or extremely powerful people hidden in this vast Astral Realm, there is simply no one like them who has crazily conquered such a large number of planes in endless years. This also means that, looking at the entire multiverse, there are very few forces that are qualified to sit on an equal footing with them.
In terms of absolute strength on paper, any one of them alone is enough to compete with Dragon Temple or Dragon Deity System. But even so, when those mysterious Guardians are mentioned, they still inevitably feel a deep fear.
"In fact, there is no need to be so arrogant," Delilah calmly analyzed. "Those old stubborns are tightly bound by the sacred oaths and responsibilities they have sworn, so they are absolutely impossible to easily interfere for the sake of personal gain."
"Do you really think that when faced with the ultimate temptation that can break through to the Eleventh Tier position, they won't completely tear themselves apart and risk everything?" Morticia let out a sarcastic sneer.
"Even if they really dare to take risks, the backlash caused by breaking the oath will definitely be extremely painful," Delilah retorted not to be outdone. "What I want to express is that at least at this stage, we don't need to waste our energy worrying about them. Therefore, our first task now is to concentrate all our wisdom on how to get rid of this damn turtle shell in front of us. Isambard."
"Ah?" Isambard was forcibly awakened from his obsessive research on shields again, and he muttered in confusion. "Oh, yes, the way to break it. Apart from head-on confrontation, the only other way to break the situation is to find a way. Find an internal agent to plot or interfere with Guznader. As long as we can make him weak, or just distract him for a long enough time, we can seize the fleeting flaw and forcibly tear this defense apart!"
"Disintegrate from within? We can completely throw out bait and lure a few guys who are not afraid of death to work for us," Delilah's brain started to work rapidly. "In the current dire straits of Milky Way Galaxy Extremis, as long as we issue a blank check to save them, this will definitely be an irresistible fatal temptation for those mortals who are forced into desperation--"
Delilah's words stopped suddenly, and she narrowed her eyes suddenly. She closed her eyes extremely quickly and felt it for just a few seconds. When she opened her eyes again, her eyes were filled with unconcealable horror.
"I lost connection to Universal Web."
"What do you mean?" Laifu immediately asked alertly.
"There is a big problem with that part of the universe Magic Network that flows through the entire Milky Way Galaxy! I actually... completely lost control and access to that area!"
As the supreme God of Magic, she has always been the absolute core leader controlling Magic Network and Universal Web, just like Laifu is the top talker controlling Cosmic Bank. Of course, in order to maintain checks and balances within the alliance, other members have also placed their own power in these lifelines, but she and Laifu are the real leaders.
"Such a heaven-defying method... could it be the work of the so-called Arcane Empire?" Ravi guessed with a frown.
"I dare not say for sure, but it is definitely a great possibility," Delilah responded in a deep voice. "This also further confirms our previous speculation: that Empire definitely got lucky and got a copy of Primary Core Legacy that belongs to Ancient Wizard Race!"
In the distant ancient times, Ancient Wizard Race was the absolute ruler of this plane, and their terrifying tentacles even extended to countless other planes. According to the in-depth analysis of the gods through archaeological excavations of various ancient ruins, this arrogant race In Eleventh Tier, there have been a large number of Eleventh Tier and supreme Overlord. They even went crazy and included up to 70% of the Astral Realm's planes into their cruel ruling territory.
However, during their most glorious and heyday, the entire race evaporated in a very strange way overnight. For countless years, countless people have been struggling to pursue the truth of their disappearance, but these seven old monsters accidentally spied on the shocking secret that is enough to subvert the common sense of the universe: those crazy ancient wizards, their true ambition is In an attempt to collectively break through to the legendary and illusory Twelfth Tier position, and completely smash the shackles of Origin Wall, Transcendence, this piece of the Astral Realm! And whether their sudden disappearance was due to the ultimate failure of that heaven-defying gamble, or because they really succeeded Transcendence, is still an unsolved eternal mystery.
According to the top-secret information mastered by this alliance of gods, Ancient Wizard Race scattered their vast knowledge and inheritance in various planes before disappearing. Most of them are just the private mantles left by individual wizards; but there are still a very small number that are the crystallization of the peak wisdom of the entire civilization. These are called Primary Core Legacy by the gods in awe.
As long as any Luck son is lucky enough to obtain this level of inheritance and has the ability to decipher the obscure and mysterious knowledge codes - then they will definitely be able to use their resources and foundation to create a Tenth Tier peak civilization in a very short period of time!
"Once we successfully break this damn barrier and rush in, our first task is to use the most ruthless Law of Thunder means to completely erase that Arcane Empire from the multiverse!" Laifu's blue eyes erupted with unabashed murderous intent. "Their extremely aggressive and expansionary operating mode is exactly the same as Ancient Wizard Race back then. It's so creepy!"
"Second," the other gods agreed in unison.
"We'll talk about the harsh words later. The most realistic problem we face now is still how to get rid of this fatal barrier."
"About this, I may have thought of a wonderful countermeasure," Delilah added faintly with a cunning and dangerous light in his eyes.