The images that suddenly appeared in the territories of various civilizations have also raised many questions.
Although Logo's covert infiltration plan was progressing smoothly, the entire universe contained dozens of the Astral Realm civilizations with vast territories and countless populations.
In this situation, completely replacing the upper echelons of a civilization would be an incredibly massive undertaking.
In just three months, it is estimated that only one percent of the work has been completed.
However, the erosion will accelerate as time goes on. Logo estimates that he can completely unify the Prado Universe System in about ten years. While he may not be able to eliminate all opposition, he can certainly establish a basic ruling network.
"What's going on? Why is it suddenly projecting real-time footage from outside the Prado Plane? Isn't this actively increasing the influence of the Golden Divine Kingdom?"
"Who knows? Maybe the higher-ups have made some new strategic decisions. Our position is too low; it's normal that we don't get the latest information."
"Alas, this is the tragedy of the weak, constantly switching sides and relying on the strong to maintain their existence. When will we be able to become those who have the final say?"
Within the communication systems of various civilizations, various information streams converged in a chaotic manner. Some were puzzled, while others offered their own explanations with great seriousness. Since the highest levels were controlled by Logo, no one of high enough status ever stepped forward to give them a clear answer.
At the same time, on the projected screen, the two terrifyingly powerful figures, after a brief exchange of auras, clashed violently together like lightning striking fire.
Boom!!
The ethereal tide swept in silently, like a gray iron curtain slowly descending, bringing with it a surging aura of world destruction.
Merely witnessing this terrifying, ethereal power, many True God watching from afar gasped for breath, their hearts clenched, and upon placing themselves in Lancelot's position, they discovered a situation where survival was virtually impossible.
Under the watchful eyes of all, the God of War, clad in golden flames, his golden hair billowing high like a banner, unleashed his overwhelming will even before making a move, sweeping across the Void.
The next moment.
Lancelot's body twitched slightly in the Void, and every pore seemed to transform into an inextinguishable star, spewing out dazzling golden flames—the blood of a god nurtured by Endless Divine Body.
Qi: Burning, transforming into intense golden flames that scorched the Void.
' Wheel of Destruction Rotation!'
Rumble!
The enormous divine wheel crushed the Void, shattering dimensions. Endless sense of power emanated from the Divine Body, amplified by the giant wheel, and then suddenly erupted.
A deafening roar, like the collapse of the heavens and the splitting of the earth, echoed endlessly along the path of the flowing elements.
Having sparred with Loge and knowing that Logo's true strength was no less than his own, Lancelot held nothing back.
The two Miracle Creation, the Steel Feather Cloak and the Genesis Ovary, were activated simultaneously. The former gave birth to boundless Destruction power, while the latter spewed out a massive amount of Power of Creation, which then transformed into flames of Destruction, like fuel, and fueled the Wheel of Destruction Rotation.
Lancelot's strength was immense when he went all out. Standing at the pinnacle of the True God First Realm, his Divine Body could shatter the Void with the slightest movement, and a punch delivered with all his might was enough to severely injure an ordinary Upper God.
The Void rumbled and roared, and wave after wave of terrifying waves rippled outwards, causing layer upon layer of spatial dimensions to shatter like glass.
Two Destruction Tide, so different in nature, collided right before everyone's eyes.
Thump!!
The terrifying streams of light seemed Endless, sparks flying from fragments of space as they rubbed together with energy.
The spatial tides surged and rolled, moving at incredible speeds, whistling back and forth.
Destruction? I am stronger than you!
Lancelot smiled coldly, his eyes filled with domineering arrogance and contempt. The projection screens of various civilizations perfectly captured this scene, instantly earning him countless fans, especially human women who admired strength. Countless screams erupted across the various life territories.
In that instant, a massive amount of Power of Faith condensed in his mind, but Lancelot ignored it. He would use this Power of Faith, but not now.
Thump!!
Another punch was thrown!
The Wheel of Destruction Rotation continues!
With a slight movement, the enormous divine wheel tore apart the overwhelming tide of nothingness.
If the Void in its normal state is like a calm mirror, then now, under the fierce collision of two True God Tier Nine powerhouses, it has become a stormy sea, twisting and undulating from top to bottom and in all directions, shaking the heavens and earth, with raging waves rising to the sky, stirring up endless, towering raging torrents.
Amidst this Endless turmoil, the colossal Wheel of Destruction, rolling like the universe itself, shattered all obstacles and destroyed the Void Black Hole in an instant.
It suddenly tore through the Void and crashed heavily into the figure of the black Mage.
Will it succeed?
At this moment, all the spectators held their breath, especially the citizens of the various civilizations in the Prado Universe System.
In just one battle, Lancelot conquered far too many people, all of whom hoped that the True God of Holy Light would prevail.
However, to everyone's great anticipation, the Wheel of Destruction missed its target.
The phantom of the dark Mage, exuding an aura of death, seemed to exist in this space as if it did not exist, making it impossible to gain any foothold.
The Wheel of Destruction hurtled through the air, but it didn't touch anything.
It felt like hitting the air with a sledgehammer, giving the spectators an extremely uncomfortable feeling.
"What kind of ability is that? How can it evade such a terrifying attack?"
"Peak True God! This dark Mage is also a Peak True God!"
"No wonder it was so terrifying, causing the Prado Civilization's mother plane to lose its ability to resist without a sound, without even sending out a single distress signal. It's truly bizarre and terrifying to the extreme!"
"If it weren't for the True God of Holy Light, would our civilization have suffered the same fate?"
"Well... that's hard to say!"
In the Virtual Universe, all sorts of opinions are rampant, but no one notices that an invisible hand of information is guiding public opinion in a direction favorable to the Golden Divine Kingdom.
Unbeknownst to many, more and more people developed a fondness for Lancelot, the True God of Holy Light, and this fondness extended to the Golden Divine Kingdom from which he originated, creating a special kind of positive impression.
This is why Logo and Lancelot staged a spectacular battle under the spotlight.
Conflicts at the level of civilization are not as simple as armed groups fighting and annexing each other.
This involves many more complex and subtle issues.
If this is not taken seriously, the consequences will be extremely serious.
Hatred can be a terrible motivator. While one may have confidence in oneself, the best approach is to nip potential crises in the bud before they arise.
No, Logo's approach even eliminated the conditions for the crisis to arise, making it more decisive and efficient.
Attacks came to nothing, time and again.
Lancelot seemed to have become someone who was being toyed with by the dark Mage.
In the Virtual Universe, countless people cursed and swore, their target being the dark Mage.
"Cowardly rat, afraid to confront head-on, only knows how to hide, trash!"
"Does someone like this even have the nerve to call themselves True God? They should just go to bed already!"
Although they lack the ability to participate in battles of this level, the people of various civilizations are supporting Lancelot in ways they can.
Ultimately, the Astral Realm is a realm where order holds absolute dominance.
For the World Destroyer, public enemies of the Astral Realm, the people of most civilizations have no good impression of them.
Perhaps it was the power of the masses that made a difference.
After dodging using the power of nothingness hundreds of times, the mysterious black Mage finally stopped dodging and began to confront Lancelot head-on again.
One side Unrivaled powerful, its will to dominate the Void carrying terrifying material attacks, its every move seemingly capable of destroying everything and shattering Endless dimensions.
The other, though not as violent, is still continuous, like a surging river or sea, releasing a ceaseless torrent of nothingness.
In an instant.
The Void trembled, and many nearby universes lost their luster.
The repeated infighting and slaughter brought about terrifying clashes that even the True God couldn't help but hold his breath.
The two sides appear to be evenly matched.
However, at a certain moment, Lancelot's eyes suddenly shone with divine light.
The Prado Plane began to tremble almost simultaneously.
The very essence of the world, which had been completely suppressed, began to fiercely resist.
The abilities of the Earth Guardian were clearly revealed.
The dark Mage seemed to have been caught off guard. He let out a low growl in anger and hurriedly organized a defense, but was attacked from both sides and his defenses were broken through in an overwhelming manner.
Thump!!
Like a boundless sea of thunder violently shaking, with a deafening roar that could shatter the heads of countless Transcendent powerhouses, the Black Mage was punched out of the Prado Plane by the True God of Holy Light.
The terrifying force of the punch caused even more cracks to appear in the dimensional crystal wall, but the Plane Will emitted a pleasant fluctuation, as if thanking Lancelot.
"You're welcome. This is simply the duty of the Earth Guardian!"
Lancelot said solemnly, then continued his pursuit of the dark Mage who appeared to have been injured by his punch.
His words, along with the spread of information, permeated various civilizations, making his image even more lofty and upright.
Some die-hard fans even began erecting Lancelot statues in their own homes, their Power of Faith surging and overflowing.
Splash! Splash!
As if the Void had collapsed, Endless dimensions shattered, unleashing a vast and overwhelming energy hurricane that swept across a large area of Void in an instant.
Space is shattering, the sea of elements is boiling, and Void Energy, carrying dimensional fragments, is scattering in all directions.
"Plane Warden!!"
A hoarse, furious voice rang out amidst the elemental explosions, making it audible to everyone.
"I will come back for revenge!"
"Revenge? Hmph, I'll cripple you first!"
The man, as radiant as the blazing sun, stood atop a boiling sea of Void elements, his voice booming like thunder.
As soon as he finished speaking, he threw another punch.
The Wheel of Destruction rolled on, striking the dark Mage.
The two pursued and fled, traversing vast territories in the blink of an eye. Wherever they went, countless powerful figures rushed to retreat, but some unlucky souls were still caught in the crossfire, suffering heavy casualties.
But the Astral Realm is never short of onlookers, and even more people flocked to wait along the route where Lancelot might appear, ready to witness the heroic figure of the True God of Holy Light or to see a battle at the peak of the Peak True God.
Unbeknownst to many, the Prado Civilization's mother plane was relegated to the back of people's minds. The battle between Lancelot and the mysterious black Mage drew the vast majority of attention, allowing some Concealment oversights to be addressed.
Time passed little by little.
To make the scene more realistic.
Logo pretended to be in a panic and ran amok in the Prado Universe System, unwittingly passing through almost every civilized plane.
The guardians and powerful figures of these civilizations were almost paralyzed with fear. Staring at the vast, empty tide, they were at a loss and a sense of despair arose within them.
Until a golden divine light rose from further behind, bringing a unique warmth, calming all the fearful minds.
The True God of Holy Light has arrived, and we are safe!
The True God of Holy Light has arrived, and the Savior has appeared!
In a life-or-death crisis, one's heart is most deeply affected, and it is also the easiest time for those with ill intentions to take advantage of the situation.
Logo, with his deep understanding of human nature, naturally knew how to build momentum for Lancelot.
The rise of the Golden Divine Kingdom may have raised many concerns, but what if we place the spotlight on a specific powerful individual?
By creating a savior and hiding the entire Divine Kingdom behind him, he can shield himself from many questioning gazes.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
After another collision, the tattered Mage robes drifted in the Void.
Logo feigned a pained expression, tore a scroll to shreds, and then ripped through space to leave the spot.
Lancelot snorted coldly and did not pursue.
Most of the spectators were also able to understand.
Although Lancelot seemed to be constantly chasing the dark Mage, he was never able to seriously injure the latter, only gaining the upper hand.
Killing is impossible.
Driving it away and saving the Prado Plane is already a remarkable achievement.
"True God of Holy Light!"
"True God of Holy Light!"
Praises echoed throughout the universe.
Feeling the rapidly accumulating Power of Faith in his mind, Lancelot's lips curled up slightly. He thought to himself that Logo's method was really useful. One act was worth more than Patra's countless years of hard work in spreading the Endless Pope.
However, this kind of performance can only be done occasionally.
If there are too many, nobody's a fool; they'll definitely see through it.
"Next, it's time to take over the entire territory of the Prado Civilization!"
A thought flashed through Lancelot's mind.
This was no longer his task; Logo had his own plans and did not intend to tarnish his image as a righteous and benevolent savior.
With a swift movement, Lancelot left his original spot and returned to the Golden Divine Kingdom.
The onlookers quickly left, but the Virtual Universe remained bustling with activity. Countless people on the internet were discussing Lancelot, the True God of Holy Light, and many believers even began to spontaneously proselytize.
Amidst the hustle and bustle, few paid attention to the situation in the Prado Plane or the internal dynamics of the civilization.
It wasn't until numerous local officials of the Prado Civilization jointly requested that their ally, the Golden Divine Kingdom, send troops to suppress the internal rebellion that attention was once again drawn back to the region.
"How could the Prado Civilization allow the Golden Divine Kingdom to intervene militarily?"
"Perhaps some secret deal was struck?"
"It won't be that fast!"
"I think I smell a conspiracy..."
"Alright, alright, stop speculating. The higher-ups have much more comprehensive information; we should trust the government!"
Another round of heated discussion ensued.
But they never received a response from their own civilization.
All civilizations remained inactive, watching as the Golden Divine Kingdom took over the Prado Plane and expanded outwards from it.
Due to insufficient manpower, a large number of mercenaries have appeared in the Golden Divine Kingdom's forces.
Then a rather peculiar scene unfolded.
Mercenary legions, looked down upon by the main forces of major Astral Realm, have taken over a large portion of the Prado Civilization's defenses, a scene that is unbearable for the people of many civilizations to witness.
The unstoppable tide of progress has made the Golden Divine Kingdom seem to have become the absolute protagonist of this era in the Prado Universe System, becoming the de facto overlord of the universe at a speed that is enough to shock the eyes!
Meanwhile, at the level of the Civilization Council in the Heavenly River Universe Domain, representatives of various advanced civilizations were also discussing the Golden Divine Kingdom.
Advanced civilizations have more sophisticated intelligence networks and know more secret information.
When they witnessed the Golden Divine Kingdom swiftly conquering an entire universe, the representatives' first reaction was that the Pureblood Human Race were manipulating things behind the scenes.
Some people even drew parallels to the New World Domain.
But the latter was quickly refuted.
The reason is simple: news of the New World Domain appeared later than the battle between the Golden Divine Kingdom and the Eight Gods' Realm, which doesn't make sense.
Therefore, after intense discussions, representatives of various advanced civilizations concluded that the expansion of the Golden Divine Kingdom was most likely driven by Pureblood Human Race, but had nothing to do with the New World Domain.
More likely, after a period of silence, the Pureblood Human Race intends to support a new proxy civilization.
This is the usual practice of the five major families, so it's not surprising.
Since the die is cast, the Golden Divine Kingdom has not outwardly violated any parliamentary regulations.
Furthermore, the various civilizations in the Prado Universe System themselves attacked the Golden Divine Kingdom first, secretly betraying it.
From both a public and private perspective, none of the major civilizations in the Prado Universe System are in the right.
I have no excuse to help.
Of course, more importantly, a remote universe is simply not worth the effort of an advanced civilization.
Such cosmic coefficients are countless in the Astral Realm and are not worth mentioning.
Ultimately, the Heavenly River Universe Domain Civilization Council ruled that the Golden Divine Kingdom's actions were reasonable and compliant with regulations. From this day forward, it officially became the overlord of the Prado Universe System, authorized to represent the civilizations within its territory and participate in higher-level council decision-making.
The ruling was passed down through the ranks.
But Logo learned of the news first through Chief Kalenos.
In the projection, the old man's expression was extremely complicated as he looked at Logo. However, his attention was not on the extra universe-system territory nominally added to the family, but on Logo himself.
"You... have already become Three-Lineage Emperor Blood?"