Chapter 533

The vast torrent, brilliant like a radiating galaxy crossing the sky, had already pierced through ten thousand miles of the sky, crossing the firmament, and in the terrified eyes of the remaining false gods, it blasted toward the cluster of divine kingdoms high above.

"No!!!"

The God of the Sky roared miserably, wailing as if his own father had died.

My power.

My dream.

In this world, gods lived high in the sky, establishing divine kingdoms in outer space to dominate the earth.

The vast cluster of divine kingdoms together formed the legendary 【Heavenly Realm】 of this world.

He had spent four thousand years, four thousand years, finally climbing to the position of deputy lord of a pantheon.

Seeing that once the God of Thunder died, he could take over the authority and become one of the supreme rulers of so many worlds.

As a result…

He closed his eyes in pain, as if he saw the Heavenly Realm exploding like fireworks.

No need to think about it.

Even if the history of the Heavenly Realm was longer than most pantheons, with layers upon layers of power from countless gods in the past.

Even if there might be remains of ancient god power.

But… what was the use!!!

In front of that radiance, it was useless.

………

Above the firmament.

Dense clusters of vast divine kingdoms floated above the clouds like magnificent continents, operating in mysterious arcs, constructing layers of divine domains untouchable by mortals.

At this moment.

On the main continent of the floating continent group, in a gorgeous and luxurious palace that seemed to exhaust all the luxury and nobility in the world.

Melodious bell tolls rang out, echoing between the beautiful continents.

The Bell of World Destruction.

A bell that only rings when there is a threat to the gods, or even the destruction of the local world.

"Only slept for three hundred years, and you give me this answer?"

The Great Lord of the Northern Pantheon, the God of Thunder, Samor, opened his eyes, the thunder symbolizing royal power dancing in his cyan pupils, expressing the master's anger.

"What is it?"

"A god-level technological civilization invading the home territory?"

"Or did that group of monsters in the void open the world-gate?"

No echo.

Until the attendant who had followed him for over ten thousand years, longer-lived than most gods, screamed with a crying voice: "No, none of that, Master, it's… it's divine punishment!!!"

The God of Thunder subconsciously wanted to curse.

What divine punishment? I am a god, and the co-ruler of the gods, one of the most powerful gods.

But the next moment, he saw the sun.

Infinite radiance, infinite brilliance.

The sea turned golden, the setting sun in the sky was like blood, the ten-thousand-mile cloud layer had been cleared away, replaced by a torrent.

A torrent of light!

As the sea evaporated and the mountains melted.

That brilliant ocean of light crossed the sky, rising from the east, rooted in the earth, piercing through the high heavens, as if the sun had turned into a long spear and stabbed out.

Infinite radiation, roaring as it tore heaven and earth.

Judging the sins of all living things, proclaiming the raging waves of the gods.

And the direction, was here?!!

The God of Thunder turned his head blankly, finding that on the floating divine kingdom opposite, his rival, the God of Storms, Osi, was also in a daze.

"God of Prophecy, f*ck your grandfather!!!"

Subsequently, the two let out a scream of grief and indignation together.

"Quick, quick, wake up the Father Gods!!!"

They saw at a glance that although the world-gate was many times larger, the radiance indeed stabbed out from the new world behind the world-gate.

God damn low-level world.

This was almost stabbing everyone to death with one spear.

Fortunately, they still had trump cards, still had thighs to hug.

As everyone knows.

The higher the level, the more they know than the general public.

And as the highest level, they knew a subversive secret.

Ancient gods existed.

Even he and the God of Storms, Osi, and the earliest batch of gods were created by the ancient gods themselves.

And those true gods, the incarnations of world laws, were sleeping in the nine great main divine kingdoms.

"No need, Little Blue, Little West, we have already woken up."

The wind was rhythmically moving.

Above a continent, an old face appeared in the wind that never dissipated, soothing with a smile, and then a huge divine body gradually took shape, stretching.

"Really slept for quite a while, even Little Osi has become a pantheon lord, and Amos, you are also very close to us; it seems our judgment back then was correct, long-term development is indeed much better than killing the chicken to get the eggs."

Another main continent cracked with countless rifts, gray-white mist overflowed, forming a thick fog covering the continent, also condensing to form the body of a god.

"Yes, the spirituality offered over the years is increasing, Little Zhanlan is indeed capable."

"You praise me too much."

The God of Thunder bowed his head quickly, his heart settling down.

It was stable; no matter what the problem was, facing the awakened ancient gods was a small matter.

Boom boom boom!

All nine ancient gods woke up, looking up with calm smiles.

"So what is it? Even you need to wak… F*ck your mother!!!"

The next moment.

The awakened ancient gods' smiles froze on their faces, their voices trembling.

They witnessed the radiance.

Carrying everything, surpassing everything, destroying everything, the shouting from the stars, the most dangerous and beautiful star aurora in the universe.

Radiance that couldn't be understood without stepping into the mythological realm.

At this moment.

Even the laws in their bodies were fearful, every divine particle that constituted them was rebelling, screaming, wailing, and fearing…

Without needing to think, just by witnessing the furnace of radiance, they knew it was a power of transcendence that was absolutely impossible to match.

F*ck.

What did this group of little brats provoke?

This kind of light that exceeded their understanding, even in the heyday of the ancient gods, was meaningless.

This was a difference in quality, the ultimate light that surpassed the divine realm and was invincible.

The nine ancient gods were completely stunned.

Utterly stupid.

Even having experienced the mythological era, even having broken away from the dullness of the ancient gods over countless years, even having experienced too many outrageous things over countless years, at this moment, only two words remained in their hearts.

Holy crap!!

It couldn't be, right?

People were stupid.

They just got up to help the servants solve a small problem, at most encountering the anger of gods from another world, and you bombard me with this thing?!!!

In the minds of the five gods under the majesty of the torrent of light, only one word remained.

There are treacherous people harming this god.

Was it that the little brats knew they had bad intentions, that the so-called faith gods were actually baking, waiting to sprinkle cumin and stuff them into their mouths, so they attracted this extinction light.