God of Space-Time Ascends the Divine Throne

The God of Space-Time was someone who strictly upheld the boundaries of morality and law. Before countless versions of himself from other worlds, he recounted his origins and his needs.

The images in the air split into countless screens. Some people nodded and gave him a sliver of their souls, while others shook their heads and refused, unwilling to help this strange outsider.

Their souls belonged to them. The God of Space-Time did not resent those who refused to help him; that was also a choice made by "himself." He simply continued searching, traveling through one world after another.

Just as he was about to achieve his goal, he arrived in a world of collapsed houses and cracked roads. "He" was buried beneath towering ruins.

The World Consciousness of those worlds had already been reluctant to allow the God of Space-Time's soul to enter. He had no way to help this version of himself, who was barely in his twenties.

All the other divided screens vanished, leaving only the image of the God of Space-Time speaking with that twenty-year-old soul.

Even though their skin tones and hair colors differed, their brows and eyes still made it clear that they were the same person.

This soul not only completely made up for the God of Space-Time's missing soul, but was also telling him something.

In the end, when the soul turned into a golden crystal, the God of Space-Time transformed into a meteor and carried him away.

The meteor passed through the cracks of space-time and returned to the Space-Time River of this world.

Then it continued toward the continent and finally landed in the Salar Royal Palace.

The image showed only a grief-stricken queen and a young prince on the verge of his last breath. At the instant the prince's soul rose from his body, a golden crystal was cast into it.

When he opened his eyes again, he was the William of today.

Then came the painful conversation between William and Queen Spencer.

In the end, the queen accepted this son. In exchange, the star formed by the God of Space-Time took away the poor young prince's soul.

William truly had no interest in the throne of Salar. He had always been researching all kinds of divine power arrays with the star that followed him around.

Then came the truth behind the young prince's fall from his horse.

An image appeared of William, who had gone out two years ago to clear his mind, being attacked by several Magi.

Faced with an old king who did nothing, two foolish older brothers, and a group of great nobles who covered up the truth—

William could not help but curse loudly, and was ultimately driven out of Salar.

Within his own territory, he carved out an enormous magic array.

Then the star split itself into two parts. Its core became the gem in the Signet Ring on William's finger.

Most of it turned into golden light and merged into the underground array. After that, tablets floated out from the array, and thousands upon thousands of figures appeared around them.

Unlike the God of Nobility and Sovereignty and the others, the God of Space-Time was actually a Nature God.

The reason he needed to replenish so much soul power was that his soul had already been assimilated by the laws of space-time. He had become the incarnation of space-time itself.

He had long since become the master of the Space-Time River. He merely lacked the final transformation.

All he needed was for enough people to recite his name and inscribe his divine authority and divine name into the Starry Sky.

The God of Space-Time had actually already ascended the Divine Throne. He did not need to slowly walk into the Starry Sky, shed his mortal body, and transform into a divine one.

Endless silver-white radiance poured down from the sky onto the God of Space-Time. He was condensing his divine body.

Hill watched in confusion. The God of Nobility and Sovereignty still had not made a move. Hill shifted his body and found that he could move again.

Falan stopped him. "The World Consciousness is still here. Divine power cannot be used right now. Don't move!"

Hill nodded silently.

He now understood why the legends of the Gods were all so real. The World Consciousness was like the narrator of a silent film; simply by watching the images, one naturally understood what had happened.

But what exactly was William? Was he a God's incarnation, or a future Subordinate God?

Bringing versions of himself back from other worlds to serve as popes—what a ridiculous move. The God of Space-Time really could think of anything.

No wonder William seemed to be under someone's watch, yet was still so bold and reckless.

Hill sighed softly. It was not bad, really. After all, he owed his second life to William.

Still, this person could no longer be regarded as human.

Falan said quietly, "The World Consciousness recognizes the God of Space-Time more. It seems his contributions back then were immense. The world remembers him."

Adrian suddenly said, "Will anyone in this world dare offend William in the future? When he uses a Divine Artifact, it's no different from a God using it directly!"

Falan stopped them both. "Don't keep talking about this. Is there anything around here that can still be kept secret?"

Hill thought to himself, He means that even if you think the God of Space-Time is certain to win, don't say it out loud. What if the God of Nobility and Sovereignty notices and gives you a sword strike before leaving? You would die for nothing.

Yes, the God of Nobility and Sovereignty was in an awkward position now. His Divine Descent had a time limit, yet in order to display his strength, he had not immediately crushed William to death.

Simply watching the God of Space-Time's little film had nearly used up all the time for his Divine Descent.

Yet the World Consciousness still would not allow him to act. He had wasted a huge amount of divine power for nothing. The Goddess of Love and Arts had also wasted her own Divine Descent in order to show that she stood with him.

Now he could only wait for the God of Space-Time to finish condensing his divine body and head into the depths of the Starry Sky to inscribe his divine name, then intercept him with his true body.

This was a matter of risking one's life. The Goddess of Love and Arts would never leave her Divine Kingdom and waste divine power for something like this.

Sure enough, silver light was still blazing around the God of Space-Time, but the figures of the God of Nobility and Sovereignty and the Goddess of Love and Arts had already vanished.

The instant Dionysio regained consciousness, he shot away without hesitation.

As soon as he left, the Legendary figures in the Noble Coalition fled for their lives.

Hill could only sympathize with those pitiful people who did not dare leave.

No one knew how William would deal with them.

The silver radiance gradually faded, and the silver-haired, silver-eyed God of Space-Time stood in the air.

He looked down and tossed both the Divine Scale and the tablet to William. "I'll wait for you to return in the Divine Kingdom!"

William smiled and nodded. "Wait for news of your victory."

The God of Space-Time sighed. "Twenty thousand years... It truly has been far too long!"

A streak of silver light shot straight beyond the clouds.

Hill desperately wanted to see a True God battle!

Falan said irritably, "Just wait. That's in the deepest part of the Starry Sky, a place only Gods can reach."

Hill looked stubbornly at William.

Keslote's magical defenses had already been lifted, yet William remained seated atop the Mage Tower, gazing at the sky.

Hill always felt that William had a way.

Hill pulled Falan along. "Let's go to Keslote!"

After thinking it over, Falan agreed.

The cost of restarting the flying ship was too great. Since the distance was so short, the three of them put it away and flew there directly.

Keslote City had a no-fly array set up within it, so the three landed outside the city gates.

The moment he arrived in Keslote, Hill noticed players all over the ground, holding tablets and sending messages.

They could only gesture at one another as well. Hill happily watched them suffer under the mute restriction.

William must have played many games before and had a profound understanding of players.

Otherwise, these players would definitely have been loudly discussing things, perhaps even flying into the air to watch the excitement.

A story about a commoner struggling his way to godhood was perfect material for recordings and discussions from every possible angle!

Hill did not even dare imagine how many posts could be written about the tangled grievances and emotional conflicts among the three Gods.

The God of Space-Time had better not look at the forums.

William suddenly stood up and threw the Divine Artifact tablet in his hand into the sky.

The tablet rapidly enlarged in the air, transforming into a screen the size of a movie theater projection.

The God of Space-Time appeared on the screen. He moved through the Starry Sky, heading directly toward a place that resembled a black hole.

Falan was overjoyed. "Heavens! This is what the Starry Sky looks like! I thought only Legendaries could see it."

Adrian suddenly interrupted. "Has William's hair turned silver?"

Hill looked at the hopelessly off-topic Adrian. Had seeing too much made his mind short-circuit?

Neither of them paid him any attention.

The red-haired, green-eyed God of Nobility and Sovereignty had already appeared on the screen.

The God of Space-Time stood there and smiled. He continuously slashed open space, redirecting the Thunder and sword light that crazily struck at him elsewhere.

Countless spatial rifts also rose in the Starry Sky, surging endlessly toward the God of Nobility and Sovereignty.

This was a confrontation between laws and laws. It looked utterly unremarkable, yet every strike could destroy a star.

For a full half month, William sat there and watched this decisive battle between Gods.

Several hundred thousand Undead had already crammed Keslote full. Even though William had opened several spaces, there were still no vacant inns for Hill and the others.

Helplessly, Falan found a corner and released an Alchemy Hut. The three of them settled in there.

At Alice's pleading, Hill could only hold her and remain in the hut, watching the sky through the window every day.

Hill had originally thought the muted players would gradually leave the no-fly Keslote, but instead, more and more of them came.

For the sake of watching the spectacle, they did not even care about the pain of being muted. They would rather hold tablets and talk face-to-face than leave.

Every day, heaps of players sat on the ground in the streets or squatted on rooftops to watch the movie.

After going out a few times, Falan and Adrian also helplessly remained in the hut.

After half a month, the God of Space-Time's attacks suddenly changed. Variables of time were added to his spatial rifts, causing them to flicker in and out unpredictably. The abrupt changes allowed a spatial rift to swallow one of the God of Nobility and Sovereignty's arms whole.

The God of Nobility and Sovereignty's expression changed drastically, and he turned to flee.

The God of Space-Time suddenly laughed. The God of Nobility and Sovereignty flew directly into a spatial passage.

No one knew when the God of Space-Time had set this trap. But the passage itself must have been harmless, or the powerful instincts of a God would have warned him.

The God of Space-Time opened a screen and happily watched the God of Nobility and Sovereignty plunge directly into the Abyss. What goes around comes around!

With a smile, he waved the screen away and entered the black hole in the depths of the Starry Sky.

William stood and retrieved the tablet. Looking down at the players filling the streets, he smiled helplessly. "From this day forth, Keslote will become Salar's new capital, and the Space-Time Temple will be built here." He waved a hand and lifted the players' mute restriction. "Keslote will remain a no-fly zone. Friends of the Undead, I hope you will actively participate in the construction of the temple and the royal capital.

The war has only reached a temporary pause. You may seek out the quartermaster to claim the merits you earned during this stage. But you must not slack off!

If Hephasaldo and the other nations that attacked Salar fail to give me a satisfactory explanation, I will lead my army south and reclaim my dignity through blood and fire!"