Chapter 1232
"Moradin, come on, let's play another round just the two of us."
Chapter 1232 "Moradin, come on, let's play another game just the two of us."
After stirring up conflict between the Heavenly Kingdom and the pantheon of gods in all the realms, the Lord of Bliss has left himself with no way out.
He knew that his words would be remembered by many gods, and that after this sword strike, the Blissful Realm and the Gaiding Celestial Clan could never go back to the way they were before, but he still chose to bet his last chip on it.
Because Ameria has already been shattered, and the Kingdom of the Gaddin is burning, if he still thinks about protecting himself at this moment, even the last bit of dignity in Elysium will be crushed to ashes by the Old Ones, demons, and the cannon fire of the Kingdom of Heaven.
“The four noblemen of Gaiding severed the main branch of the tribe and led the remaining tribesmen to retreat to the divine kingdoms that the various pantheons had sworn to accept.”
Boyer looked up at the evacuation route in the distance, his expression changing drastically.
"His Majesty!"
Talishid did not turn around.
"implement."
Just two words were enough to silence the lamentations of all the Gaiding Heavenly Clan.
The next instant, the [World Bubble] accumulated by the Gading Celestials over countless years fully unfolded behind him. It was a huge golden light domain, within which emerged the ruling marks of the Sea God River, the Amoria Forest, and the Five Lords of Gading, as well as countless records of the names and duties of the Gading Celestials, and the roots of laws that once maintained the fluid governance system of the Elysium.
Talishid's divine body was the first to transform into golden flames. His lion head, mane, wings, arms, crown, and the projection of the divine kingdom behind him merged into the fire inch by inch. The great spirituality carried by the position of the master of the pantheon was dismantled by his own hands. His divine essence was like red-hot golden rivets, pressed into the purifying sword that was taking shape.
[The River of Poseidon] flows backwards.
The forging power of Moradin, the mechanical divinity of Gael Shininggold, the magical lattice of Mystra, the dawn of Losanda, the land of Shantia, the storms of Enlil, the ley lines of Ki, the life-restoring power of Ning-Hulsagh, and the lingering glow of Nanna-Sin's moon, all flowed along the golden veins of the Sea God River into the flames of Tarishid…
Those with intermediate and weak divine power were also forced to burn.
The body of the Lord of Bliss completely transformed into golden flames, so dazzling that they almost obscured the shattered sky above Amonia.
A colossal purifying sword spanning the skies of Ameria finally took shape slowly above the crumbling Elysium.
The sword was formed from golden positive energy and the water veins of the Sea God River. The spine of the sword burned with the [World Bubble] of the Gading Celestial Clan, while the blade was pressed with the power of the gods and the great spirituality of many pantheon lords. The light spread in all directions, illuminating the collapsing Amoria in a pale golden light.
The sword's edge pointed directly at the Great Chaos Rift torn open by the womb of the Old Ones and the Four Lords of Aether, and at the Blackrock Fortress slowly retreating in the distance.
The current ruler of the Blissful Realm is truly showing his full potential!
Looking at the Lord of Elysium, who was bravely facing death, Xia Xiu, sitting on the Psionic Throne, couldn't help but say:
"Wow, if you do this, people who don't know better will think I'm some kind of big villain."
As he spoke, he silently manipulated Blackrock Fortress to retreat, protecting the Chaos Demon and the womb of the Great Old Ones in front of him.
At this moment, the Lord of Elysium, who had transformed himself into a sword, had already pierced the womb of the Great Old Ones, while also releasing AOE attacks on the Chaos Demon Rift and Blackrock Fortress.
"Om——"
The womb of the Great Old Ones felt the exile force that almost crushed existence. Its body churned with gray-black pus, its massive body trembled violently, and pus, blood, and energy surged like waves. It let out a low wail, trying to twist its body to resist this force.
The light above Elysium surged like a torrent, and the Sword of Exile struck the wounds in the womb of the Great Old Ones.
"Roar--!!!"
His massive body trembled violently before the golden blade of light, his gray-black pus churning, his flesh membranes and void energy scattering like torn fabric. He tried to resist this force of exile, but could only be gradually suppressed by the light.
[Luc-Ksut] was incredibly unlucky to encounter Lao Xia. He was sleeping soundly in the Fallen World with his child, eating the sacrifices of Moradin and enjoying their prayers. Everything was fine until suddenly he was bombarded by the cannons of Heaven!
Forced to crawl from the depraved world to the present, while the other party relentlessly pursues him, he just wants to go to a crowded place to have a good meal and then get rid of the black lumps on his back.
Who would have thought that this meal could actually make someone jump up and slap themselves in the face?!
Faced with such a situation, how could He willingly be banished back to the ether to continue sleeping?
At this very moment, the tides of ether surged violently, pulling at the very fabric of existence, as if the entire world was operating in accordance with the will of this sword.
No, let me have a bite, at least let me taste the flavor of the baseline universe!!!
His consciousness was filled with resentment and roars, trying to bury his roots deep in the mortal world to prevent being pulled out of the void. But as the light blade pierced his wound, the force grew stronger and stronger, like countless invisible chains, gradually pulling him toward the sleeping etheric space.
The more Lu-Ksu struggled, the more distressed the Lord of Bliss became. He had already staked everything on it—his great spirituality, his divine status as the Lord of the pantheon, his divine nature, the world bubble of the Gading Celestial Clan, and the immense power of countless heavens and myriad worlds.
He cannot lose; behind him are countless worlds!
"Aaaaaah—you damned bastards, all of you get out of Elysium!!!"
The four etheric fissures trembled simultaneously.
The demonic runes at the edge of the rift began to roll back. The great demon army, which was originally surging outward, was swept by the golden sword light and was like a swarm of insects swept back to the cave entrance by a storm. They were wailing as they were forcibly pushed back into the Etherian space.
"go back."
Talishid's voice came from deep within the sword, his tone resolute.
Talishid's sword, like an indestructible pillar of light, pierced the sky, its flashing light illuminating the ruined landscape of Amoria. While severing the womb of the Old Ones, he also didn't forget to unleash an area-of-effect attack on the Chaos Demon Rift and Blackrock Fortress.
The Chaos Demon howled in the light, its form breaking and reforming under the impact. Fragments of the void scattered around like torn steel cables, forcibly pulled into the ether by endless traction, and directly banished back into the chaos.
An angry roar came from the crimson fissure, a muffled laugh came from the rotten green fissure, countless eyes appeared at the edge of the blue-purple fissure, and a sharp and sweet sigh rang out from the pink-white fissure.
The four Ether Lords had no intention of personally engaging in the battle, nor did they fight desperately for the demons and Talyshid that had been sent. They quickly followed the trend of the approaching sword light and pulled the rift back again.
They came to eat at the feast, and once they were full, they left. Whether the others could beat these four was unknown, but they certainly profited from this round.
On the other side, Xia Xiu had already moved Blackrock Fortress to a distant location.
The aftershocks of the Exile Sword swept across the area, instantly shaving off a layer of the outer Void Shield of Blackrock Fortress. The black and gold shield surface exploded into patches of light patterns, several outer melee turrets were shaken off their angles, and the shield generator on the main spine also showed a brief overload warning.
But that's about it.
This slash, which resembled a charged energy blast, was indeed very powerful.
However, it is far from enough to deal with the Great Old Ones' womb, the Chaos Demon Rift, and Blackrock Fortress at the same time. Expelling Chaos and the Stars is already the limit of the myriad worlds. If you think you can cause damage to Blackrock Fortress, then you are just dreaming.
Soon, [Lu-C'Thu] was completely dragged into the depths of the ether.
Under the pressure of the golden sword of exile, His enormous outer shell slid inch by inch across the boundary between the mortal world and the ether. The last few tentacles that were still firmly stuck in the veins of Amoria were also forcibly pulled out from the golden chains formed by the reverse flow of the [River of the Sea God], and sank into the reverse rift along with large pieces of rotten soil and fragments of the divine kingdom.
He returned to sleep in the ether.
Talishid's sword light began to dissipate after the exile was completed.
The enormous purifying sword that spanned the sky of Ameria first turned its blade into a shower of golden dust, then the [World Bubble] of the Celestial Race in the spine of the sword was completely burned away, the [River of the Sea God] water veins broke off from the sword, and the power of the gods also flowed back along their respective pantheon networks, leaving only the last bit of divine remnant light of the Lord of Elysium, which flashed briefly on the shattered sky.
Then, the light went out.
Talishid, the Lord of Elysium, was completely consumed by flames.
The Paradise was almost reduced to ruins by this battle.
The first layer of Amonia has completely collapsed. [Jizhu Village], [Tranquil City], and [Shining Sword Domain] have been turned into polluted remnants, and [Star City] has been completely destroyed.
The remaining three layers were also ravaged beyond recognition due to the backflow of the [River of the Sea God] and the pollution from the womb. Large black rifts were torn open in the flower field of Eronia, the swamp of Belialin was filled with broken temples, and the seawater of Salahia was forced to split into hundreds of isolated water veins.
In this round, Paradise was the biggest loser; they were ruined by their incompetent teammates.
The native inhabitants suffered the most, with a large number of Gadinian Celestials, divine messengers, believers, and benevolent spirits swept away in the chaos. Some of them were consumed by the corruption of [Luc-Thu], while many more souls were dragged into the Aether Rift while the Great Demon Legion took advantage of the chaos.
The remaining Gadinian race has been accepted by the gods in accordance with their oath.
Some were taken away by the Kingdom of Dawn, some entered the protected garden of the Earth Mother Goddess, some were transferred by the magic network to the border floating island of the Heart of Spells, and some followed the remnants of the Five Dukes of Gading and were temporarily placed in the divine tributary of the upper reaches of the Sea God River that had not yet collapsed.
They survived.
The core of the Blissful Realm's governance system, the Gaiding Celestial Clan, has had its backbone completely broken after today.
When the chaotic rift closed, [Lu-C'Thu] sank into the aether, and Talishid burned away, the battlefield situation finally became clear from extreme chaos.
Above the shattered Elysium, a massive black stone fortress floats outside the gap in the crystal wall.
【Ophim Fortress】The outer void shield is still slowly repairing, the array of macro cannons on the black crystal spine remains on standby, and the golden-white Holy Throne circuit flows on the surface of the fortress. This war celestial body is ready to start another big battle at any time.
On its opposite side are the gods of the Anti-Heaven Alliance, whose true colors have already been revealed.
The dwarf pantheon, the gnome pantheon, and the powerful, medium-powered, and divine legions that had just been forced to provide support all hovered silently above the shattered Elysium.
They had just been entangled in a full-scale battle with the Great Old Ones, the Chaos Demons, and the Blackrock Fortress. Most of their divine projections were damaged, their divine power circuits were continuously overloaded, the crowns of many gods were still emitting cracking light, and even the great spirituality of several pantheon lords was clearly over-consumed.
But Xia Xiu's great spirituality was released without any concealment. Golden radiance spread from the psionic throne of [Ophim Fortress], spreading along the shattered crystal walls and the ruins of Amonia, as if telling everyone - he is still here, he is in good condition, he has not fought enough.
In front of the main light screen, Xia Xiu leaned against the psychic throne, his gaze fixed on Moradin, a smile on his lips that was almost maliciously friendly.
"Hehehe, isn't this the lord of the dwarven pantheon?"
His voice blared through Blackrock Fortress, teasing the furious dwarven pantheon lord Moradin like a puppy.
"It's been a while. Have you missed me? I heard your Book of Hatred is being updated with information about me every day."
Moradin gripped his divine hammer tightly. The dwarven pantheon's face was extremely grim, his eyes burning like furnace flames, and even the divine sparks remaining on his beard kept exploding with rage.
"Hugh Abraham—!!!!!"
He now wishes he could skin Hugh Abraham alive and eat his flesh raw!
He had painstakingly lured in [Lu-Cthulhu], hoping to use this womb of the Great Old Ones as a trump card against Heaven. However, this trump card failed to harm Heaven; instead, he was chased back to Elysium by the other side.
Everything she did became a stepping stone for Hugh Abraham, not only failing to become a trump card against the Kingdom of Heaven, but also sacrificing her own teammates.
Moradin stared intently at Blackrock Fortress, his voice low and menacing, like an underground furnace exploding.
“Hugh Abraham, don’t be so arrogant.”
He raised his warhammer, and the projection of the Forge Kingdom, the remnant of the dwarven pantheon, re-lit behind him, though its light was much dimmer than before the war began.
“All the gods in the heavens and myriad realms who are dissatisfied with the Kingdom of Heaven are here. Today you have reduced the Paradise to this state and personally forced Talishid to his death. The gods have witnessed firsthand how the Kingdom of Heaven abuses its power and oppresses us, the gods of faith.”
Despite having ruined his teammate's life, Moradin turned the tables and arrogantly continued to boast to Xia Xiu:
"Hugh Abraham, do you really think that you and this black lump alone can stand against all the pantheons present?"
Upon hearing this, Xia Xiu was not angry at all; instead, he laughed even more heartily.
"So eager to show off, Moradin."
He raised his hand to support his chin, his gaze passing over Moradin and looking at the silent pantheons.
"But it seems your allies don't think that way."
After those words were spoken, the atmosphere on the battlefield subtly changed.
Moradin, the lord of the dwarven pantheon, stood at the very front, like a fiery mountain of steel, with the Forge Kingdom and the remaining divine army arrayed behind him, ready to fight Blackrock Fortress again at any moment.
However, the leaders of other pantheons began to quietly retreat.
Gale Shining Gold's mechanical divine domain moved back a distance. The gnome pantheon had just been heavily targeted by [Ophim Fortress], suffering heavy losses to its floating turrets and its mechanical messengers were scattered and broken. Now, it had no intention of taking the first hit for Moradin.
The powerful divine force of the Dawn Gods, Losanda, withdrew the Dawn Barrier and shifted its focus to rescuing survivors.
The Earth Mother Goddess, Sangia, silently stabilized the earth's veins, refraining from channeling her divine power further towards the front lines.
Mystra's magical projection continued to repair the broken divine magic nodes, its blue-silver glow circling far away from the Blackrock Fortress's cannons, showing no intention of initiating a war.
As for those with medium or weak divine power, needless to say.
They had just had their power drained by Talyshd's sacrificial ritual, and their divine kingdom was cracked open.
Some have already fallen to the brink of becoming saints. Sending them to play another round against [Ophim Fortress] would be like sending them to their graves!
They won't follow this team fight; if you want to engage, Moradin, go first.
Thus, a rather comical scene unfolded on the battlefield.
Moradin stood at the forefront, his anger blazing, his warhammer raised high, as if to summon the gods to join him in attacking the fourth sword-bearer of heaven.
His allies, their faces ashen, tacitly retreated half a step, a step, three steps...
Finally, Moradin stood alone at the forefront of the massive Blackrock Fortress, reigning supreme for eternity.
To be honest, the Anti-Heavenly Kingdom Alliance does hate Xia Xiu; they've tolerated this golden demon for a long time. But as much as they hate him, their mana is almost depleted, and if their divine kingdom isn't repaired, it will fall from the realm of gods.
The intense laning phase with [Lu-C'Thun] had already exhausted them; another team fight against Heaven... they simply couldn't keep up.
Xia Xiu looked at the gradually clearing lines behind Moradin and finally couldn't help but chuckle softly.
“Great Lord Moradin, look, it seems your allies are not very willing to fight another battle with you.”
Moradin's face grew even uglier. He could feel the emptiness behind him, the retreat of his allies, and the growing resentment in the eyes of countless pantheons that were no longer just wary of the Kingdom of Heaven.
Just now, when the other pantheons were sharing their divine power, they learned from Talishid's dying thoughts that Elysium hated Moradin to the core and wanted to expose all the terrible things Moradin had done before it died.
Therefore, all the other gods know that the source of the calamity in Elysium today is him. He was the one who orchestrated the summoning of [Luc-Cthulhu], and he was the one who brought the womb of the Great Old Ones into all the worlds. The Tarish and the Gaddin Celestials were killed by this unfortunate creature.
He is the root of all evil.
Xia Xiu then precisely picked out the weakest link within the Anti-Heavenly Kingdom Alliance, and then, in front of everyone, gently snapped it.
"Gentlemen, I have already seen the spatial rift that you secretly opened."
"Go if you want, I won't stop you."
After those words were spoken, an eerie silence fell over Amoria once more.
Those pantheon lords, powerful gods, and medium-powered gods who had just barely maintained their lines all changed their expressions slightly, because they had indeed secretly opened evacuation channels, preparing to withdraw their respective divine kingdom legions and remaining divine envoys from the Blissful Realm.
Xia Xiu, like a devil, continued to provoke the tense and fragile nerves of these deities.
"I'm only interested in Moradin today. After all, this dwarven pantheon leader is the god who cares about me the most. How could I disappoint him?"
“If you want to leave now, I won’t stop you. But if anyone thinks they are qualified to stand in front of me, to support Moradin, and to interfere in my affairs with him at this time, then they can stay.”
Xia Xiu's tone finally turned cold as he finished speaking.
"Once you've stayed, don't even think about leaving."
As soon as these words were spoken, the outer macro cannon array of Blackrock Fortress slowly turned.
Actually, he wasn't truly showing great mercy by letting all these deities go.
He was well aware that the dimensional forces and divine kingdoms behind these guys were already quietly gathering in various parts of the myriad worlds. If he forcibly forced everyone to stay in the Blissful Realm, it would only give them a reason to completely band together.
At that time, all the myriad realms will be forced to crash into the Heavenly Kingdom like a swarm of bees exploding.
He wouldn't do something so foolish; he certainly understood the principle of leaving one side open while enclosing three.
The Anti-Heavenly Kingdom Alliance was never a monolithic entity. In essence, they were just like the corrupt and incompetent Central Alliance, and in some ways even worse. They were all scheming and ruthless, and each one of them was more adept at betraying their teammates than the last.
Now that the Old Ones' Mother Womb card has backfired and Elysium has been reduced to ruins, the best approach is not to corner them all, but to let them return home with suspicion, resentment, and fear.
Today we cede one city, tomorrow we cede ten, and then we can have a peaceful night's rest.
This same principle applies to the pantheons of the myriad realms as well.
Today, let them sell Moradin; tomorrow, let them argue over the remaining inhabitants of Elysium, compensation from the Kingdom of God, the responsibility of being summoned from the womb, the post-war territory, and the leadership of the Anti-Kingdom Alliance. That would be the best course of action.
Therefore, Xia Xiu has now left them a way out.
As he expected, after hearing his words, these guys sold Moradin without hesitation, didn't even utter any threats, and ran away.
Byd Moradin, you can fight the monsters you've already farmed yourself, we're not playing with you anymore!
One by one, the projections of divine kingdoms went out, and spatial rifts closed one after another. The sky above the Elysium, which was just crowded with gods, divine messengers, legions, mechanical cannons, and furnace colossi, was soon mostly empty.
The speed at which these guys ran away was astonishing, even to Lao Xia. The Anti-Heavenly Alliance was indeed united in its actions!
Finally, only Moradin and the remnants of his dwarven pantheon remained, standing alone at the forefront of Blackrock Fortress, the wind blowing through the shattered crystal walls, stirring up the remaining ashes, gold dust, and divine blood of Amoria.
Moradin, clutching his warhammer, stood alone, bewildered in the wind.
Those who betray their teammates will always be betrayed by their teammates!
The boomerang that Moradin threw ended up hitting himself.
Seeing this, Xia Xiu finally sat up straight from the psionic throne.
The shadow of Blackrock Fortress loomed over Moradin, as the dwarven pantheon faced Blackrock Fortress and the fourth sword-wielder of the Kingdom of Heaven alone.
"Moradin, come on, let's play another game just the two of us."