A mysterious visitor from the Crimson Moon Civilization, a peak mid-level Middle God, stood to the side, holding a crimson moon wheel. His aura was cold and dangerous, yet also carried a sense of illusion, as if he had merged into a spatial dimension, making him elusive and unpredictable.
"The Radiance of Holy Light, Lancelot, has acted once again," Selwyn voice, projecting a shadow before the gods.
After observing for a moment, Alaric narrowed his eyes and said, "He's cautious; he seems to realize we're going to ambush him."
"Nobody's stupid. Being cautious when facing two Upper God is the natural course of action." Lord Broken Blade Roland stroked his blade, looking at Alaric. "You shouldn't have exposed yourself so rashly that time; otherwise, Lancelot wouldn't be so careful."
"How dare you! Are you accusing me?!" Alaric's crimson eyes widened in fury, unleashing a world-destroying aura that was utterly terrifying.
Lord Broken Blade Roland was fearless, his aura as sharp as a blade. Although he couldn't stop Alaric, he was not crushed either.
Seeing this, Alaric was slightly taken aback, "You're... about to break through?!"
"Haha, Roland has already grasped the mysteries of the laws of the Upper God. In a few more days, our Eight Gods' Realm will have a second Upper God born."
Selwyn said confidently.
He was genuinely happy. Lord Broken Blade Roland was his right-hand man. Once he broke through, he would have a true helper, whether he was expanding his power or going on adventures.
"Heh, congratulations." Alaric smirked, withdrawing his imposing manner.
He was naturally furious at the provocation from the Middle God.
However, if it's someone of equal strength, that's a different story.
The World Destroyer are ranked solely by strength. No matter how talented someone is, they will not be taken seriously until they grow up and possess real power.
"Roland, are you about to break through?" The expression on the face of the man standing next to him, Raging Flame Kalachi, changed slightly. He and Broken Blade Lord Roland had been secretly competing, but he was still far from comprehending the mysteries of the laws of the Upper God, while Roland was already about to break through and advance.
"Hehe, Raging Flame, you'd better keep it up." Roland turned his head and patted the arm of the burly man beside him.
"Hmph, you don't need to say more, I'll catch up with you soon!" Raging Flame frowned and gritted his teeth.
"Alright, we can talk about other things later. The most urgent thing is to surround and kill Lancelot." Alaric frowned, bringing the topic back.
However, he also breathed a sigh of relief. With another Upper God, the chances of killing Lancelot increased dramatically.
Regardless of who made the move, as long as Alaric participated in the operation, it would be considered a great achievement, which would not only prevent him from being punished by his superiors, but might also earn him a reward.
With his mood improved, Alaric's temper subsided somewhat, his imposing manner softened, and he began to seriously discuss with the other True God how to lure out Lancelot.
"From my observation, Lancelot is a domineering and ruthless person, not the kind of person who is particularly cautious. Moreover, he has that alchemical tower that is good at breaking through the Void, and he himself is True God of the Matter System with a strong physique and extremely strong defense. So although he is vigilant, he shouldn't be that vigilant."
Pale Veil Selwyn analyzed, and his words drew nods of agreement from the other True God.
"Then what do you think we should do?" Alaric asked. With Lord Broken Blade Roland about to ascend to the Upper God, his attitude towards Selwyn had improved considerably, and he even subtly placed himself below him, suppressing his arrogance.
Of course, the help of the Eight Gods' Realm was needed to eliminate Lancelot and thus escape accountability from above. However, the fact that such a violent Upper God would take such a stance also shows the strict rules of the Ancient Hall of Dark Magic behind him.
Selwin glanced at Alaric, Selwyn face calm and showing no joy. He said, "The plan is simple. Let Lancelot run rampant for now. During this time, you can intervene a few times to fight him and lower his guard. At the same time, I will order the defensive line to contract and establish fixed defenses around several large fortresses."
"This will give Roland enough time to break through. Once he officially advances to the Upper God level, Lancelot will probably be much bolder. Then we can launch a surprise attack and kill him in one fell swoop!"
In the end, even with Selwyn's unassuming nature, he revealed a murderous aura.
Although he had previously considered retreating, who would want to retreat if they could win?
If we can take over the Prado Universe System, we can advance into the entire Alpha Universe Cluster, and the resources controlled by the Eight Gods' Realm can double, or even more.
With more resources, you can cultivate more loyal followers and recruit more and stronger Walker, creating a virtuous cycle.
Conversely, if they retreat, not only will the Crimson Moon Civilization be greatly dissatisfied and reduce its support, but their internal morale will also be unstable. Let alone progress, Selwyn would be lucky if they didn't regress.
"Good!"
Alaric clapped his hands and laughed.
His scarlet eyes shot out a chilling, blood-red light.
Black mist swirled around him, and countless ghosts cried out within it, a truly terrifying sight.
"I have prepared the space teleportation scroll. It's a nine-star Legend quality scroll, enough to instantly traverse the territory of an entire universe cluster and land precisely."
"Where is the Crimson Moon God Wheel?" Selwyn turned his head to look at the thin figure beside him. This was a female deity, nicknamed the Dimensional Drifter, whose name was Mimir Trudeau. Her race was unknown. She had comprehended the Space Divine Law space and was especially skilled in domain binding.
With the Legend- quality spatial Upper God Artifact, the Crimson Moon God Wheel, once the space is sealed, Selwyn doesn't believe Lancelot can break through and leave.
Could it be that the spatial artifact alchemy tower in his possession is of Miracle quality?
How could that be?!
Miracle Divine Artifact are extremely rare, not only in remote Astral Realm territories but even in the Central Cosmic Domain.
Lancelot is indeed Plane Warden, but his guardian weapon is clearly not that dark gold alchemical tower, which belongs to the Golden King —that is beyond doubt.
Upon hearing Selwyn's question, Mimir answered without looking up, his voice cold and naturally distant, "The Crimson Moon God Wheel is in perfect condition. Before leaving, the Crimson Moon True God even infused it with his own primordial divine Divine Power, allowing the Crimson Moon God Wheel to unleash its maximum power for a period of time. Whether it's binding or attacking, it can meet your requirements."
Upon hearing this, Selwyn's eyes lit up slightly. "The Crimson Moon True God has made a move? This gives us even more confidence; he is True God Tier Nine."
"Very good. For the next period of time, except for Roland who goes down to break through to the Upper God rank, all the other True God should stay here and wait, ready to make their move at any time to kill Lancelot, the Radiance of Holy Light!"
"Hmph, for allowing us to make such a grand show of ourselves, even in death, he deserves to be remembered by countless lives! He truly lives up to his nickname!"