Chapter 1362
Outside the Mid-Rank True God Plaza.
One after another, the Lord Gods gathered once more.
They looked at the surging, endless, resplendent divine light on the Path of the True God, each with a different expression.
"Amelia, have you still not investigated this person's identity clearly?"
The Sun Lord God spoke.
His head was full of blazing golden hair, his features flawless, every strand seeming to carry endless divine flames, burning fiercely.
He wore the Sun God Robe, his entire body radiating an utterly terrifying pressure.
The surrounding void twisted, and faintly one could glimpse a vast divine kingdom as if condensed from over a hundred blazing suns.
"No."
"This person's fate is difficult to trace."
The Fate Lord God Amelia shook her head.
She looked at the Path of the True God, her expression calm, her eyes thoughtful.
"They all say this person is the protagonist of this epoch."
"Amelia, what do you think?"
The Elven Lord God asked curiously, her demeanor languid.
"It's also possible."
"The rules of the void cannot be fathomed; who knows whether, besides myself, there might be one more protagonist."
Amelia's expression remained as unruffled as it had been since ancient times.
The various Lord Gods said nothing more.
Watching the divine light cover the heavens, no one knew what they were thinking.
……
The Sixth Layer of the Path of the True God.
This place was saturated with the auras of various disasters, destruction, plague, death, despair, and so on.
The earth split open, spewing black smoke.
Mountain ranges collapsed, lava rolling forth.
The firmament was covered in cracks; occasionally, spatial power would surge out, forming small storms that destroyed everything.
Ruins of ancient cities were scattered everywhere, bearing the marks of weathering.
As if they had existed here for untold tens of thousands of years.
But besides this apocalyptic scene—
There were also magic towers emitting terrifying divine light, holding up the firmament.
Over a hundred magic towers meant over a hundred pillars of light piercing through heaven and earth.
Resplendent and gorgeous to the extreme.
Through the divine light—
One could faintly see—
In each magic tower sat cross-legged a figure wearing a simple, ancient magic robe, holding a four-colored staff.
"This is—"
"The legendary Magic God Race?"
Li Yue said in surprise.
The Magic God Race.
They were not beings of this epoch.
But beings of the legendary Third Epoch!
There was also a legend—
The Magic God Race was extremely powerful in the Third Epoch, having even contended with Heaven Mountain.
The Apocalypse Palace—
Was specially cultivated by the Lord of Heaven Mountain based on the Magic God Race's four great armies of Disaster, Destruction, Plague, and Death.
It could be said—
This race was the origin of magic.
All magical power originated from this race.
Many magical theories, terminology, incantations, and so on—
Were all legacies left behind by the Magic God Race.
The Magic God Race—
Directly opened up a path for the Endless Void!
A path to becoming a god!
"It's been many years since I've seen a True God come here."
In one of the magic towers—
An old magician with grey hair and a face full of wrinkles looked over and smiled slightly.
This old magician's eyes held a light of wisdom.
As if he could see through everything in heaven and earth and know all the mysteries of the world.
Magicians—
Were a group that studied the laws of heaven and earth.
The ancient Magic God Clan, once so overwhelmingly powerful that they nearly swept through the Void,
owed their might to their extreme proficiency in research and adaptation.
"My apologies for the disturbance."
Li Yue nodded slightly.
He held a certain respect for such a mage with such a profound spirit of inquiry.
These were not deities dominated by power,
but deities who studied power, who studied the very origin of all things!
"No disturbance at all; this is our duty."
"Young Mid-Tier True God, begin."
"Let us see the power of your believers."
The old mage said with a smile.
Li Yue nodded.
He said nothing more.
With a mere thought,
instantly—
all True God-level believers reappeared.
Their terrifying divine might shook heaven and earth, warping everything!
One True God after another surged forth, accelerating the collapse of the entire world!
"This is..."
The smile froze on the old mage's face.
He stared, utterly dumbfounded, at this terrifying lineup he had never seen before.
As the guardian of the Sixth Layer,
they had, over countless eons, witnessed many True Gods of extraordinary brilliance.
End of Chapter
