Outside the Golden Divine Kingdom, a Void spaceship resembling a long purple serpent hovered silently. Inside the dimly lit main cabin, on a flesh-and-blood seat, Beiske from the Eight Gods' Realm was observing the newly born Divine Kingdom before him.
Beiske's appearance exhibits the main characteristics of a humanoid race. His head has three pairs of spiraling demon horns pointing in different directions, indicating that he should have a fairly strong demon bloodline. At the same time, his skin, which is so smooth that it has no pores, has a sticky substance on it, which emits a faint, sweet and fishy smell.
As one of the core members of the Eight Gods' Realm, Beiske is quite powerful, with a life level of True God Tier Two and equipped with two Lower Divine Artifact. His combat strength is considered outstanding among those of the same rank, which is why he was dispatched to carry out this negotiation mission.
His crimson eyes shot out a sharp glint, piercing through the porthole and scanning the vast plane floating in the Void, bathed in a faint golden light. Suddenly, Beiske's eyes narrowed, and he stood up.
Following his gaze, two figures appeared outside the Golden Divine Kingdom. The one in the lead wore a magnificent imperial crown. His young human face showed no trace of immaturity, only Endless depth and composure. His restrained yet imposing aura was so strong that Beiske felt a chill in his heart, as if he were facing the head of the Eight Gods.
"Emperors from the Eight Gods' Realm, now that you've come, why don't you enter the Divine Kingdom?" Logo spoke first, his voice neither loud nor soft, yet clear and firm, carrying through the Void as if unstoppable.
With a whoosh, the hatch of the Void spaceship opened, Beiske stepped out, speaking with Logo across billions of miles of Void.
"I have never liked to entrust my life and death to other lives." Beiske's tone was calm and his voice was like thunder, making no attempt to hide his fear of the Divine Kingdom, and he appeared quite frank.
Logo chuckled upon hearing this, "Alright, in that case, there's no harm in talking outside."
After saying that, Logo led Lancelot forward a short distance, reached out and grabbed a ball of Void Energy, gently rubbed it, and transformed it into a table and chairs, where he sat down.
On the other side, seeing that Logo had left the Golden Divine Kingdom's absolute control zone, Beiske also stepped out and sat down at the table.
"Your Excellency the Golden King should also know my origins. Believe me, although you are an extremely rare World King God, invincible in defensive battles among your peers, you have absolutely no chance of winning against the infighting of the Eight Gods' Realm. Joining us or remaining neutral is the best choice for the Golden Divine Kingdom." Beiske was quite straightforward, and after sitting down, he spoke directly without any pretense with Logo.
Seeing this, Logo didn't play coy and said directly, "Then, bring out the price your Eight Gods' Realm offered. You can't expect me to submit to you for nothing, can you?"
Upon hearing this, Beiske nodded, took out an information crystal, and handed it to Logo.
"Your Golden King, please look, this is the sincerity of our Eight Gods' Realm."
"Alright, let me see your sincerity..."
Logo smiled slightly, channeled his Divine Power into the information crystal, and scanned the information inside. Soon, his expression turned cold.
After browsing through the information crystal, Logo placed it on the table and said with a half-smile, "Your Eight Gods' Realm is really 'generous' in your actions. You don't even have a quarter of the Alpha Civilization's resources, yet you want my Golden Divine Kingdom to submit to you?"
"A quarter?" Beiske's eyes narrowed, and his tone turned cold. "Your Excellency, the Golden King, please don't joke. How could such a quantity of resources only be a quarter of what the Alpha Civilization possesses? Compared to the resource lists we've provided to other Lower God, this is already several times more for you."
"Several times? Heh, forgive my bluntness, but if your Eight Gods' Realm is at a disadvantage in terms of financial resources, then I seriously doubt whether you can win the subsequent battles against the various armed organizations of the Alpha Universe Cluster!"
"It seems that His Majesty the Golden King has no intention of submitting to our Eight Gods' Realm."
Beiske slowly stood up, pale purple flames rising around him, and demonic patterns rapidly spreading across his skin.
"What? Can't reach an agreement verbally, so you're planning to resort to force?" Logo remained seated, arms crossed, eyebrows slightly raised, seemingly unconcerned.
Beiske narrowed his eyes, lowering his voice slightly, and said, "Your Excellency the Golden King should know that you have just ascended to the World King God. With insufficient Divine Power reserves, the combat power of your avatar will be greatly reduced. Moreover, the avatar of World King God is only so-so to begin with! Now, I am giving you one more chance to repent. Either submit to my Eight Gods' Realm or declare neutrality to the outside world. Otherwise... the Golden Divine Kingdom will probably be sealed off and unable to move!"
"Seal off?"
A disdainful chuckle rang out, but it wasn't from Logo; it came from Lancelot, who stood silently to the side.
"You think you can compete with the Eight Gods' Realm?"
"A mere Demigod dares to interrupt a conversation between True God?"
Since Lancelot had not yet fused with the Steel Feather Cloak, his aura remained at the Demigod level. Upon hearing his slightly contemptuous words, Beiske's eyes flashed with anger, assuming that this was Logo's way of humiliating him. Therefore, he attacked directly, taking the opportunity to show off.
Boom!!
A purplish-black figure appeared before Lancelot in an instant, gathering Berserk power of True God. Terrifying power was unleashed with a punch.
With a crack, the Void slightly split open, and energy surged out in all directions, but then, none of the scenarios Beiske had anticipated occurred.
Logo didn't intervene, and Lancelot wasn't torn to pieces. This arrogant human simply spread his fingers and grasped Logo's hand.
As their bodies intertwined, terrifying shockwaves surged forth like roaring ocean waves, creating a tremendous impact.
But in Beiske's perception, this attack felt like hitting a soft, yielding net. This net was incredibly soft and seemed to have countless greedy mouths, devouring most of his power, and even converting some of it into the opponent's possession.
At the same time, as fists and palms clashed, in Beiske's perception, the human who was originally only at the Demigod level suddenly transformed into a powerful being standing at the Lower God level.
The feeling is like you're about to step on a mouse, but when your foot lands, the sensation clearly tells your brain that it's a True Dragon, not some mouse.
This is absolutely outrageous!
Wow!
His golden cloak billowed for thousands of miles, dancing wildly in the Void. Lancelot's eyes shone with a dazzling light like the sun, and a battle-ready smile appeared on his hard face.
"So you want to fight? Perfect, I need someone to practice on!"
"You're not Demigod?!"
Beiske spoke, his tone filled with surprise and uncertainty.
"What do you think?!" Lancelot laughed, the particles formed by the Steel Feather Cloak within his body deeply merging with his flesh. Driven by countless Undying Holy Soul, the particles combined with each other, working in perfect harmony. The power surged in waves, finally pouring into Beiske's body with a roar.
Thump~!!
Beiske's body flew backward like a meteor, creating chaos in the Void along the way.
' Divine Realm Descends!'
With a cold rebuke, the Divine Realm that Beiske had conjured descended.
Viewed from above, this is a Divine Realm that covers billions of miles of Void, with interwoven laws within and a black-purple flame burning at its center.
"Divine Law formed by the combination of the laws of Law of Fire and darkness? Its characteristics lean towards erosion and corruption." Lancelot's thoughts raced, and in an instant, he analyzed most of the components of Beiske's Divine Realm.
Beiske stopped speaking and entered battle mode, standing in the center of the Divine Realm. Dark purple divine fire swirled around his body, making him look like a fire demon god. He strode forward, leaving a long trail in his wake, and crashed heavily into Lancelot.
On the other side, Lancelot also summoned the "Origin Furnace," where various colors of law light intertwined, creating a "Divine Realm" as well. The myriad colors intertwined, with a golden dot in the center, colliding with Beiske's Divine Realm, their edges frantically devouring each other.
Although Beiske sensed something strange about the Divine Realm released by Lancelot, he didn't have time to think about it. A flash of black light appeared on his body, transforming into Lower Divine Artifact resembling heavy armor. A heavy hammer appeared in his hand, its surface shimmering with magical light, likely made by a spellcaster.
These two Lower Divine Artifact were not of high quality, but their boost to Beiske's combat power was not to be underestimated. Lancelot's eyes narrowed slightly, and with a thought, he controlled the Steel Feather Cloak to switch to defensive mode. A large number of particles solidified, increasing the hardness, but greatly reducing the flexibility. Covering the skin, it was equivalent to putting a light armor on Lancelot.
The defensive power of the Miracle Divine Artifact goes without saying. Even though it's only a portion of its power, it's by no means weaker than the heavy armor artifact on Beiske's body, and most likely even surpasses it by a considerable margin.
And so, the two fully armed True God, like meteors hurtling towards each other from the depths of the universe, clashed violently.
In an instant, shockwaves surged out Berserk, spreading outwards and creating towering waves of Void Energy in the void.
The surge in energy immediately attracted the attention of many scouts. "They're fighting again. Is this going to go on forever, Golden Divine Kingdom?"
Who is it this time?
"According to database intelligence, he appears to be a True God from the Eight Gods' Realm of the Crimson Moon Universe Cluster, named Beiske."
"The Eight Gods' Realm? Isn't their main area of operation in the Crimson Moon Universe Cluster? At most, they operate within the territory of the Adrian Federation's Surveillance District. How did they get into our Alpha Universe Cluster?"
"Who knows? Maybe Eight Gods' Realm has expanded its business?"
"Come on, if such an evil force really came here, wouldn't it just be disrupting public order?"
Spies from all sides were buzzing with discussion, gossiping and reporting intelligence at the same time.
The various civilizations in the Alpha Universe Cluster quickly received intelligence and began to closely monitor the situation.
Sizzle! Sizzle!
The Great God realms were locked in a fierce struggle. Beiske used his own "Black Fire Divine Law" to manipulate other laws, transforming into beetles covered in flames and dark patterns, which frantically devoured the pseudo- Divine Realm released by the Origin Furnace.
The pseudo- Divine Realm is not the True God realm after all. In addition, the main power of the Steel Feather Cloak was merged with Lancelot, and the power it spread out was not enough to fight against Beiske's Divine Realm. It could only retreat step by step.
Seeing this, Beiske's eyes lit up, his morale soared, and he launched a fierce attack.
But soon, a scene appeared that made Beiske frown and feel puzzled. How could this True God's combat power be completely unaffected after his Divine Realm was suppressed? In fact, it seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.
What Beiske didn't know was that, on one hand, the pseudo- Divine Realm was not the true form of the Steel Feather Cloak, and on the other hand, the characteristic of the "Endless Divine Body" was "ever-changing," which allowed it to adapt to the opponent's style at the fastest speed and generate corresponding resistances, greatly increasing its defensive power.
While it may seem that Lancelot is getting stronger with each battle, in reality, Beiske's threat to Lancelot is rapidly diminishing.
Soon, Beiske himself realized this. At first, he found it incredible, but soon, Beiske no longer had time to think of a solution.
Because Lancelot's fierce attack had begun.
' Extreme Speed Form!'
A low shout rang in his mind, and the particle form of the Steel Feather Cloak on his bones changed again, becoming extremely light. After the different particles combined, they arranged into Rune Array that enhanced speed, causing Lancelot's speed to increase several times in an instant.
Without the slightest spatial fluctuation, Lancelot vanished from Beiske's sight. Beske instinctively tried to use his Divine Realm to imprison the space, but it was useless, because Lancelot's attack this time was purely based on physical speed.
' Attack and Kill Form!'
After approaching Beiske in Extreme Speed Form, Lancelot immediately switched forms. The particles forming his arms lengthened, and although they were inconspicuous one or two at a time, tens of thousands of them gathered together, and two earth-shattering sharp edges condensed in Lancelot's hands.
The sheer power, enough to sever the Divine Law, made Beiske's heart tremble, and he instinctively raised his divine weapon, the heavy hammer, to block it in front of him.
As a result, Lancelot's arm swung down and passed right through the Subordinate God hammer, as if the weapon had become transparent and nothingness. He then used the same method to break through the protection of the divine armor and struck Beiske in the chest.
Clang!
Two sharp beams erupted from the center of the Divine Realm, like ever-expanding cross-shaped beams, splitting Beiske's Black Fire Divine Realm into four, completely shattering it.
At the same time, Beiske himself was also severely injured in an instant. Just as Lancelot was about to capture him, a magical glow suddenly flashed within Beiske's body, and a pair of wings that blotted out the sky spread out from his back. With a gentle flap, he took Beiske and disappeared without a trace.
"A physical enchantment for Upper God- level spellcaster, specifically for escape," Logo said softly as he approached.
Lancelot narrowed his eyes and said, "Even so, I could stop him, and your Space-Time Barrier should be able to as well. Why let him go?"
Logo smiled slightly, a smirk playing on his lips. "How can one fish compare to a basket of fish? Let them misjudge; there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."
"You're really cunning," Lancelot said, shaking his head.
"Alright, let's go back. After this battle, I believe the Alpha Civilization will have far fewer objections to our offer." Patting Lancelot on the shoulder, Logo turned and leisurely returned to the Golden Divine Kingdom.
Meanwhile, the impact of the battle taking place here is rapidly spreading.
Located outside the infamous and dangerous Destruction Realm Abyss in the Astral Realm, a small but massive Void body, comparable in size to an ordinary plane, is slowly rotating. Beyond its equator, a ring of Void Energy is particularly conspicuous.
"Notification: The spaceship has arrived at Planet Illinois and is currently docking..."
A clear and melodious female voice came from inside what appeared to be an ordinary-looking biological spaceship.
Gustavo opened his eyes, his gaze passing through the spaceship. A planet that had been almost completely technologically transformed came into view. On the planet, there were no lush forests or azure seas, only an omnipresent steel forest and a dazzling dome composed of neon lights.
"Planet Illinois, finally arrived. It took more than a month. Pretending to be an ordinary passenger was such a hassle."
With a slight smirk, Gustavo, a young man with slicked-back hair and a wisp of black hair fluttering across his forehead, stepped off the spaceship with his hands in his pockets. He casually tossed a 100-dollar Star Wheel coin to a staff member before swaggering into the bustling planet.