Rumble!!
The three Main God are engaged in a fierce battle: a dark Mage, an Undead Race, and a Soul Descendants of the Barbarian Soul Race.
The terrifying aftershocks of the battle made the surrounding sky seem to fold, creating many strange and chaotic phenomena that defied normal rules, as if the world order there was being reversed and disordered.
Obscene Words Mokus, holding an ancient magic book, chanted vicious and cruel magical syllables from a mouth without lips but covered in stitches.
The malevolent black gale sucked up natural elements, forming a towering elemental tornado that connected heaven and earth, making the city ruins below even more fragmented and dilapidated.
Aodu closer to its apocalyptic state, Lancelot pressed on, braving the raging Elemental Storm around him.
In his ears, the evil magical syllables, entangled and interfered with by various forces, became even more bizarre, sometimes blurry and ethereal, sometimes clear and deafening. The world seemed to have become a large, broken sound room, playing in 3D surround sound, with all sorts of sounds that could drive Demigod to the brink of collapse.
Lancelot discarded all influences from his surroundings, fully activating his Endless Divine Body to adjust his own power.
As the Steel Feather Cloak ascended to the Nine-Star Miracle, it once again formed a peculiar balance with the Genesis Ovary.
In the vast and Endless Particles, gold and black occupy the main positions, but it is also filled with a huge number of particles of other colors, which together form an endless ocean of particles.
Every time the ocean surges and the waves crash, Endless Gods emerge from the sea, sometimes in human form, sometimes like ancient behemoths, with thunder rumbling, flames raging, frost spreading, and the earth lying flat—and so on and so forth.
On the Endless sea, two towering pillars, faintly visible yet reaching for the sky, stand majestically.
One black and one gold represent Destruction and creation.
The Steel Feather Cloak and the Genesis Ovary fell from the sky, each merging into the pillars supporting the heavens, allowing these two pillars of the Endless sea to move from illusion to reality.
An extremely terrifying power surged within Lancelot's body.
Bang!
It was as if something had exploded.
It also sounded like cloth being torn.
Lancelot felt a sudden lightness throughout his body, and then the world before him began to change.
The light and color faded from my sight.
Instead, clear chains of order have been established.
That is a foundation of the world that goes even deeper than the power of laws.
Surrounding these chains are magnificent roads that stretch out like giant beasts crawling on the ground.
That's Divine Path!
It was trembling violently at this moment, unleashing its own power, indicating that its owner was fighting recklessly.
Different Divine Path clashed with each other, each attempting to crush the other with its own power.
It looks simple and unadorned.
In reality, within it, an infinite number of changes occur every single moment.
And this is precisely the source of the Main God's power.
Being able to directly see the existence of the Divine Path also means that Lancelot's life level is actually comparable to that of Main God- level life form.
But he was merely a True God.
This is unbelievable!
This is what is meant by proving the Way through force.
Even without establishing their own Main God Dao, when their power reaches a certain level, the rules of heaven and earth will naturally recognize their status.
Lancelot is in this situation now.
"I wonder if my current strength is enough to quickly kill a main Main God!"
Although he hesitated slightly in his heart, Lancelot acted without hesitation.
When the power of the Endless Divine Body reaches its peak.
Lancelot suddenly tore through the Elemental Storm before him, opened his palms, then clenched them together, and the Spear of Destruction appeared in his hand. Endless power surged into the spear, making it sharp enough to easily slice through the universe, break through the thick and tough spatial layer, and plunge it down fiercely.
A deadly threat came from my side and behind.
While suppressing the Barbarian Soul Race Main God alongside the Undead Race Main God, Filthy Mokus suddenly turned around, his ferocious expression instantly changing.
Before him appeared a Mortal Remains Barbarian Soul Race shrouded in a dark, Destruction tidal wave. The latter was likely Main God of the Matter System lineage, with bulging muscles and its surface covered with various Destruction runes, possessing a texture like Black Crystal.
The Destruction Power of the Main God shimmered with bursting Destruction light, and the jet-black spear in his hand was so terrifying that it caused the surrounding elemental forces to decay and collapse, their properties rapidly shifting to the side of Destruction.
Obsidian-like eyes stared straight at him, their indifferent yet resolute killing intent causing even a super demon like Filthy Mokus to tremble.
He felt the cries of life.
"When..."
The face of the filthy Mokus was extremely ugly; he hadn't even noticed that such a powerful Barbarian Soul Race had appeared from his side and behind.
And why does that spear in their hand look so familiar?
It felt like a bolt of lightning flashed through my mind.
"It's you..." (The text abruptly shifts to a seemingly unrelated anecdote about a man named Mokus. )
Before he could even utter a word, the Destruction spear crashed down.
In an instant.
Mokus felt that everything before him suddenly became disordered.
The power of rules, which was originally as clear as the lines on the palm of one's hand, and the natural elements that, though stubborn, had no choice but to submit to them, were instantly stained with a thick layer of pitch-black hue.
The docile elements suddenly became unusually violent, their elemental components transforming into bullets that darted left and right.
Even when Obscene Mokus mobilized the Main God Dao to suppress it, it was to no avail.
Everything in front of me was being torn apart and becoming dilapidated.
Including his body.
A continuous, excruciating pain erupted from every part of my body, filling every corner with Destruction agony.
Foul Words Mokus was horrified. He frantically flipped through his spellbook, activating defensive spells on their own, while simultaneously retreating backward.
But the next second...
A Destruction Vortex was born behind him, seemingly about to devour the heavens and the earth. Countless energy tentacles stretched out from it, frantically pulling at his body, making it difficult for Filthy Mokus to retreat.
Rumble!!
The other two Main God, who were engaged in fierce combat, moved somewhat slowly. They stared in shock at the suddenly turbulent world and the giant that appeared beside the Main God Dao Mokus, its body wreathed in Destruction power.
In their eyes, the giant held a long spear with both hands, his bulging muscles were incredibly domineering, and a powerful sense of strength emanated from him, as if he were facing the vast Flame Frost Continent.
The giant thrust his spear down fiercely, and the sky seemed to flip over due to the immense force, as if the earth was being pulled into the heavens.
This is a complete upheaval, nothing more!
Terrifying, domineering, and ruthless!
It's like the embodiment of Destruction!
It also contains an extremely pure sense of power!
However, there was not a trace of the aura of the Main God Dao.
That's the most incredible thing.
But the two Main God had no time to think about it anymore.
They were completely stunned.
Click!!
A seemingly silent but deafening roar resounded, shaking almost all the Main God.
A series of gazes, imbued with a sense of authority, turned toward them.
Immediately, their reactions shifted to surprise, horror, indifference, or simply curiosity.
Only the obscene Mokus himself remained, filled with pure fear.
His Main God Dao was actually severed, broken by a single blow!