Sevenfold Heaven.
As the World Secret Domain "Amusement Park" inside Utopia Heaven collapsed and exploded, violent torrents of spellcraft slammed into the Phase barrier that separated inside from out. Even though the Paradise Lord immediately moved to suppress the turbulence, the already-loosened Phase barrier was smashed apart in an instant by a single blow from a giant halberd wrapped in blue-flame chains!
"All fortresses fall from within..."
The Paradise Lord sighed and looked at the pink-haired, curly-twin-tailed Elf who had invaded the Phase, his gaze rather complicated. "I simply never expected that you would surpass us and become the new generation of Four Pillar Gods... The Artifice Supremacy has truly gone this far."
Faced with Ash's powerful rise, the Divine Lords naturally had not just sat around waiting for death. Though they had allowed Ash to fish away their World Secret Domains, that did not mean they were willing to submit to the supreme glory of the Artifice Supremacy—for the past several thousand years, they had always been the six great Monarchs who ruled the world. Not even the oldest Spellcaster, Multistar, had ever made them bow their heads, much less Ash, a lucky man who had only climbed to the peak of Spellcasters through chance and coincidence.
They could admit defeat, lie dormant, or cede land to preserve their glory, but they would never hand over their loyalty. They were used to their commands being the Fate of all living beings. How could they possibly place their own Fate under another's rule?
More importantly, every Divine Lord was the protagonist of their own era... Who among them had not cut through thorns, crossed life and death, faced long and arduous roads, and survived desperate situations? The crises they had encountered were beyond counting, and they had once faced enemies