Chapter 548

The Origin divine body, magnificent enough to be clearly seen from outer space, fell like a golden mountain collapsing, and the thousand-mile ocean seemed to be blasted into the sky by an ultimate nuclear explosion at that moment.

Billions of tons of azure seawater shot into the sky, hanging upside down for thousands of miles, forming a crystal-clear wall of heaven that could be seen from the other side of the ocean, connecting with the sky.

Only the Origin Mother Goddess, who had fallen onto the dry riverbed within that hazy water wall, was left looking in lingering fear at the sword light that had disappeared into the chaotic vortex behind her.

Like light.

Like the moon.

As if the bright moon in the sky had turned into a sword light, like the autumn moon on a calm lake, like flowing water, gently passing by.

Light and faint.

Calm.

But the vast divine might she had poured all her strength into, sufficient to annihilate the celestial body, was easily reversed, traced to its source, and split in two by this inconspicuous flowing lake light.

Everyone could see the indescribable fear in the heart of this Mother Goddess of a world at this moment.

Everyone could see that at that moment, she had truly faced death.

A death crisis sufficient to annihilate her, the Origin Mother Goddess.

In fact.

At the moment she fell, several chaotic kings couldn't dodge in time and were grazed by the faint silver arc.

At that moment.

The kings covering the sky and ocean, spilling infinite pollution, froze.

Whether it was the distortion caused by the authority eroding reality, the dark red sky, or the ocean roaring with anger, everything faded at this moment.

Faded as if the color had been stripped away.

As if heaven and earth themselves were denying them, denying their existence, denying everything about them.

The first color to fade, followed by the blurred outlines…

In almost one-third of a second, several arrogant masters of all phenomena, true gods, were erased, completely disappearing between heaven and earth, as if they had never existed.

Quiet.

Whether it was the remaining kings who had been howling and roaring before, or the gods of conception from other worlds, including the people around the world watching this scene at this moment, everyone was quiet.

Dead silence.

Incomprehensible.

Unbelievable.

Even those who had received the grace of the worldly master named Luo Shu, those who had the most confidence in him, and even those who had set up shrines for him, were unable to suppress their sluggishness at this moment.

This is a damn Old Day-level great god!

An existence at the end of the mythical realm.

A truly existence capable of dominating everything.

Even this one was a fierce god who had created the world; placed among the Old Days, he was probably an extremely strong one…

A salvation army camp that almost had the prototype of a town.

Satomi Rentaro looked at the ten-billion-ton seawater pouring back as if the sky had broken at the end of the horizon, looked at the Origin of their world, the Mother of everything, who looked like a little girl who had been scared out of her wits, and retracted his gaze blankly.

Hehehe~~

Dreaming.

I must be dreaming.

What Old Day kings, what world's end, what ten years of doomsday, and what traveling to another world, kings returning, Mother Goddess descending, etc…

Dream!

It's all a dream.

I must be sleeping in my room, waiting for Gaa-san to call me to get up.

No.

Must find a way to wake up; the Suo Wang Yuchen Middle School is very strict.

As a second-year middle school student…

"Ren…Rentaro, they… are the people of this world like this because they knew about this person…?"

Tsukimi Xi snatched a cigarette from the sluggish Amamiya Rindo's hand, lit it tremblingly, and was completely lost in a world-view collapse.

That is the Mother Goddess of their world.

Although to them, she is an evil god, an evil god who grazes them to raise her own children, but she is also their creator, their origin.

Just like Earth, whether it's the Norse, the Greeks, or the Japanese.

No one thinks that their God King Zeus, God King Odin, or Amaterasu, if they really existed, would be weaker than others.

It's simply like a thought-imprint, believing that it is absolutely incomprehensible and peerless greatness.

In fact.

The strength of the Origin Mother Goddess of their world lives up to this.

Truly absolutely powerful and vast, easily capable of annihilating the world beneath her feet into cosmic dust.

As a result…

He looked at the Mother Goddess who scrambled to get up, looking like a weak little girl, and his world view exploded.

Clearly heard the sound of the imprint in his mind shattering.

"If I remember correctly, that… that lord is only twenty-something, right?"

Sucking the cigarette dry, Tsukimi Xi's seven orifices were smoking, and he looked at Satomi Rentaro with a voice trembling almost to a groan.

Self-comfort was ruthlessly shattered; Satomi Rentaro didn't want to say a word, squatted down silently, and hugged himself tightly.

It seems he is also twenty-something.

Maybe even older than that person…

So which idiot wanted to invade this world and use this world as the front line to fight the evil god's offspring?

………

Medical room.

A certain 2.5 white-haired youth silently looked at the shrine in front of him, feeling that something was wrong no matter how he looked at it.

The statue of this person should at least be matched with a 2.8-meter one to be worthy of this person's status.

Beside.

A certain 50-50 Jonin with missing arms and legs was silent for a long time before rising abruptly and saying in a shocking voice.

"Gojo, give me another bundle."

From now on, during festivals, if I don't kowtow three times and bow nine times to offer incense and praise to this person, I'm a big idiot.

World.

Many high-level officials gathered together suddenly felt that what they had done before was not enough.

Not enough at all.

That little bit of goodwill was too shabby.

This person might not want it, but they can't be ignorant.

Therefore, the next moment, countless engineering and economic projects were launched; in every major city, no, even in every village, there must be a shrine for this person.

Nothing else, just to give the common people a chance to thank this person.

All responsible personnel, thorough investigation once every three days.

Anyone who dares to reach out to fish for oil and water,

………

"Xue…Xuexia…"

Quiet living room.

Gazes were neatly cast toward the young girl who was too shocked to look a bit silly.

Even Sakurajima Mai, who was a bit sour, looked over subconsciously.

No other reason.

Whether it was the time spent with that person or the status, this beautiful girl with a twisted personality was probably the most likely to know.

As for a certain ten-thousand-year, no, billion-unit loser, forget it…

It's just outrageous.

Rivaling gods, or even higher-level gods, everyone could barely accept it.

Old Days!