Thousand-Eyed Civilization the frontier of civilization.
A booming sound came from the Void.
The somber, oppressive atmosphere sent chills down one's spine.
The armies of the Thousand-Eyed Civilization and the Water Mirror Civilization gazed at each other from a great distance.
Various long-range energy weapons began charging.
Dark blue, deep red, golden yellow...
Flames, light, blazing sun...
Various auras exploded in the Void.
"Attack!"
The Water Mirror Race's leader issued the order, his cold voice echoing through the Void.
On the surface of each three-dimensional prism-shaped Void warship, countless energy veins erupted with surging Destruction waves.
A terrifying attack that pierced through the Void, striking from a great distance.
The Thousand-Eyed Civilization was on the defensive, and while counterattacking, they primarily deployed energy shields to defend themselves.
Their combined strength is inferior to that of the Water Mirror Race; a hasty attack would only give the enemy an opportunity to exploit.
The two fleets exchanged fire as they rapidly approached each other.
This was intentional on the part of the Water Mirror Race.
They seemed to be looking forward to boarding action.
Somewhere in the hazy Void, the projections of Lancelot and Gustavo's consciousnesses stood.
They watched as a massive battle erupted between two mid-level Astral Realm.
Gustavo grinned and said, "The cultivation system of the Thousand-Eyed Civilization originated from an ancient Transcendent profession. The Pathfinder of this profession transformed into Dao Devourer of the Dao. Countless sacred Sanctuary the Thousand-Eyed Civilization were swallowed up by the suddenly appearing maw of the Abyss, just as they had when they Destruction those experimental civilizations they had nurtured."
Lancelot nodded slightly, a smile also in his eyes. "What goes around comes around; retribution is inevitable."
"Now, much of the power of the Thousand-Eyed Civilization is concentrated in the border regions, while the rest are mostly located in its mother plane. We two will split up and cripple them in one fell swoop." Gustavo's eerie green spider eyes seemed to reflect all sorts of terrifying scenes, like a world-destroying behemoth spreading fear.
Lancelot, accustomed to this, nodded and said, "The rest of the harvest can be left to the Water Mirror Race; they won't let this opportunity slip by. Of course, the Zerg might intervene, but the Thousand-Eyed Civilization, having lost its core strength and had its top-level forces wiped out, is no longer worth the Zerg's attention."
"Given the Void Insect Clan ' consistent style, the weak Thousand-Eyed Race has virtually no chance of rising again."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lancelot and Gustavo exchanged a glance. The former's phantom slowly dissipated, while the latter's phantom gradually solidified, eventually transforming into a ferocious and terrifying Dragon-Hunting Spider. It coiled in the crevices of the Void, its cold gaze fixed on the battlefield of fierce fighting, waiting for time to pass.
On the other side.
The Thousand-Eyed Civilization's Mother Plane.
As the birthplace of the Thousand-Eyed Race, this plane was transformed into the Lower God Kingdom long ago.
Over the long course of time, this Lower God Kingdom has reached the pinnacle of this level, and is only waiting for an opportunity to advance to the Middle God Kingdom.
However, with the appearance of a giant clad in golden armor outside the Thousand-Eyed Divine Kingdom, the Divine Kingdom's path to ascension is about to be violently interrupted.
The Thousand-Eyed Race will also be ruthlessly stripped of their once noble status and plunged into the Abyss.
"Thousand Eyes, be destroyed!"
As the divine voice appeared, the Steel Feather Cloak transformed into a golden longbow, landing in Lancelot's hands.
Beneath his feet, countless starlight surged forth like a torrent, coalescing into a boundless continent.
Countless alarms from the Thousand-Eyed Race blared within the warships and fortresses.
Eyes filled with panic and shock looked toward the giant that had suddenly appeared in the Void.
Within the Thousand-Pupil Sanctuary, the strongest being of the Thousand-Eyed Civilization, the Mother of Ten Thousand Eyes, Aleshat, opened her crystalline eyeball, ten thousand meters in diameter, her gaze piercing through the barrier of the Divine Kingdom and looking outward.
When she sensed the overwhelming aura emanating from the golden giant standing on the continent, a look of fear finally flashed in the indifferent eyes of the Mother of Ten Thousand Eyes.
But it was too late.
Lancelot, holding a golden longbow, seemed to grasp the very source of Destruction.
His cold gaze fell upon the Thousand-Eyed Mother Plane in the distance.
At the same time, he drew his longbow, and a jet-black arrow materialized from nothing.
During this process, within Lancelot's body, tens of thousands of gods roared and contributed their own power.
The still nascent Endless Pantheon also received streams of Endless Divine Power from the distant Golden Divine Kingdom.
The Genesis Ovary located at the heart of his body also emanated rays of generative light.
These rays of creation, upon contact with the golden longbow formed from the Steel Feather Cloak, immediately transformed into an extremely pure Destruction force, attaching themselves to the arrows.
A profound and abyss-like aura emanated from Lancelot's body.
A terrifying aura then spread.
Under the watchful eyes of countless people.
The golden giant standing on the star-studded continent seemed to have become the embodiment of Destruction.
The dark, Destruction power coalesced into long serpents, which danced around his body.
His aura grew increasingly terrifying and overwhelming.
Within the bulging muscles, miniature deities emitted low growls.
The golden longbow began to clang.
The arrow of Destruction had reached a certain extreme.
Faintly, various elemental lights flashed by, but in the end, they all turned into Destruction.
With the blessing of two Miracle Divine Artifact, Lancelot, who already possessed the combat power of Peak True God at its peak, undoubtedly became even more terrifying.
His power is at the pinnacle of the True God level.
It even approached the realm of the Main God, touching a certain profound and boundless barrier.
Lancelot never underestimated the Thousand-Eyed Civilization.
Even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit.
Moreover, the Thousand-Eyed Civilization is not a rabbit, but a hungry wolf.
In such circumstances.
Once Lancelot decides to take action, he will show no mercy whatsoever.
"I wonder if Destruction a mid-level Astral Realm civilization would elevate my Destruction power to a new level."
As Lancelot coldly surveyed the Thousand-Eyed Mother Plane, such a thought flashed through his mind.
Then, he released his fingers from the bowstring.
Immediately afterwards, an arrow that shook the Void shot out instantly.
The dazzling, Destruction light seemed to have left an Eternity mark.
The entire Thousand-Eyed Universe System was enveloped in the Radiance of this arrow.
They were terrified by the extremely fierce Destruction power contained within.
The extreme threat of death descended from the sky like a black curtain, obscuring the eyes of all the Thousand-Eyed Race.
The solemnity in the crystal-like pupils of the Mother of Ten Thousand Eyes had reached its peak.
She couldn't understand why this terrifyingly powerful and mysterious figure would target the Thousand-Eyed Civilization.
But since things have come to this, all we can do is resist.
The Thousand-Eyed Race's long-accumulated resources allowed the Mother of Ten Thousand Eyes to still hold onto hope, and a black sun slowly rose from her eyes.
The Arrow of Destruction swept across the Void, carrying dark waves, stirring up boundless Void Energy, and imbued with countless Divine Law powers.
A terrifying power emanated from the Void's veins.
It even attracted the attention of powerful Zerg beings from outside the universe.
"The Thousand-Eyed Civilization has encountered a powerful enemy!"
"Should we go to the rescue?"
"Let's wait and see. Only the Thousand-Eyed Civilization, which survives the first wave of attacks, is worth our effort to rescue. Otherwise, they are useless, and turning into dust may be their fate."
The conversations between the powerful Zerg warriors in the distance remained unknown to anyone.
The arrow of Destruction will not be affected by mere words.
The arrow pierced through space, shooting towards the Thousand-Eyed Mother Plane and the crystal wall of this Lower God Kingdom.
The Divine Kingdom trembled.
A divine figure, its entire body covered in blood-red eyes, appeared.
Countless tentacles floated around the pupils, drawing upon the primal power of the Divine Kingdom.
A colossal vortex appeared before the Divine Kingdom, from which a black sun emerged.
The vast Void became even darker because of the appearance of the black sun.
The power of darkness descended in a hazy indistinct way.
Quiet and deathly still.
Rumble!
The Void trembled.
Equally black, yet domineering and ferocious, the Destruction arrows descended.
Countless warships of the Thousand-Eyed Race rushed to the scene like moths to a flame, attempting to stop the divine arrow.
But the moment these Void warships came into contact with even a negligible amount of Destruction power, the warriors inside were all killed or wounded.
Without the Sanctuary, ordinary warriors cannot even withstand the mere aura of gods.
The Void warship, out of control, became like a headless fly.
Although artificial intelligence quickly took over control, by then it was too late.
The arrow of Destruction pierced the black sun with unstoppable force.
A deafening roar echoed through the Void once more.
Countless black divine flames scattered across the Void. The Void warships that rushed towards them were not Destruction by the divine arrows, but were burned to ashes by the black flames of their own kind.
They continued forward, piercing through the Destruction arrows of the black sun.
In an instant, it pierced through the crystal wall of the Divine Kingdom, penetrated the divine shadows of the World Deity, shattered the primal barrier, and destroyed the Thousand-Pupil Sanctuary...
Finally, it passed through the soul of the Mother of Ten Thousand Eyes.
Then, the divine arrow shattered on its own.
The flames of Destruction burned fiercely.
With each breath, vast galaxies are engulfed in flames.
In less than ten seconds, the entire Thousand-Eyed Mother Plane was engulfed in a sea of fire.
Lancelot then opened his mouth and inhaled.
A vast and Destruction force pierced through space and entered his mouth.
Under the watchful eyes of countless fearful people.
The giant, standing on the star-studded continent, patted his belly with satisfaction and then strode away.
All that remained was a desolate, deathly Void filled with Destruction, and an empty, desolate dimensional universe.