Chapter 263

At first, this cry wasn't uttered by just one person—it came from nearly the entire street, from everyone within the collapsed sky region.

Everyone was nearly stunned into numbness, hearts on the verge of bursting, eyes locked wide, faces etched with profound shock—or rather, an indescribable sensation within that shock.

On the other side of the shattered celestial void.

Faintly visible.

A land so vast no words could describe it, shrouded in countless heavenly qi, where immortal gods and deities bathed in blood, fighting fiercely in all directions amid divine radiance and fairy mist.

Every aura was utterly terrifying; every divine art seemed ready to tear apart heaven and earth.

Gods fell, demons wailed, and myriad strange phenomena erupted.

The aura of slaughter surged like a flood drowning the heavens, roaring forward, destroying all, erasing everything.

Heaven and earth trembled, divine auroras surged, demonic qi churned violently.

Roar!!!

A thunderous roar shook the eight directions.

"A dragon?!" Walter's pupils dilated, his voice nearly distorted.

It was a giant dragon from Western mythology—and not just any, but the most noble, most sacred Golden Dragon of Western lore!

This Golden Dragon was so immense it could toy with stars in the palm of its hand.

At this moment.

The Golden Dragon bore an entire Great World on its back, severing the heavens, its might crushing the starry sky and shattering the void all the way to its deepest depths, where it exploded outward.

Not only these, but many other gods and mythical creatures were seen as well.

There were goddesses of breathtaking beauty, drenched in blood on the battlefield; ancient mythic beasts stained the starry heavens with blood.

Blood flowed in pools, staining the battlefield, even forming a crimson Tianhe hanging inverted across the starry sky.

Corpses lay everywhere, countless demonic gods fallen in death.

There were god-demons ten thousand zhang tall, howling at the moon, shaking entire worlds into ruin, smashing everything ahead with a single punch.

"The Original Battlefield!"

Someone blurted it out, trembling even more violently—the scene beyond the celestial void was too familiar, eerily reminiscent.

Wasn't this the very scene that had erupted when the Feathered Serpent God fought the God of Heaven? The terrifying spectacle of the Original Battlefield—still vivid in memory, impossible to forget.

And now.

This terrifying Original Battlefield was no longer an illusion—it had appeared truly, right before their eyes, so close.

"Is some god playing a joke on us? Don't pull this kind of prank!"

Many couldn't help but wail, shaking like leaves in a storm.

They had never imagined they would one day see the Original Battlefield—let alone see it appear right before them.

This was the Original Battlefield, the most terrifying place in existence, where gods and demons perished, where even united deities faced unspeakable horror—only the strongest of gods and demons could venture there—and now it had appeared before ordinary humans.

Fuck, this was the end of everything.

A collapsed sky event had occurred in Russia—and now the greatest terror yet, the Original Battlefield, had emerged. Long before the gods' return, nations had held a secret joint meeting, agreeing that if any major event occurred, they must notify and share information immediately, cooperate fully, and study together to advance the future…

In short: humanity must cooperate to save itself, cannot rely solely on divine protection, must protect itself, and jointly develop the Transcendent Program.

In less than a few minutes, every satellite capable of flight or imaging across the globe turned toward the collapsed sky region.

And then—global live broadcast!

The world could no longer hide the existence of gods, transcendent beings, or monsters. Since it couldn't be hidden, let everyone see. As the saying goes, a thousand people see a thousand Hamlets—perhaps viewers would make unexpected discoveries, accelerating human progress.

Many online, working, out shopping, browsing forums, sleeping, even those engaged in human farming—all were urgently told by excited friends to look at TV, look online: the Original Battlefield had appeared.

Within moments, millions opened their phones and TVs, and the number surged at an astonishing rate.

Five million… ten million five hundred thousand… one hundred million… three hundred million…

In less than half an hour, over three hundred million people were watching TV or streaming on their phones—and the number kept rising.

Almost the entire globe fell into a brief standstill—factories halted, all to watch TV.

Tokyo, Japan: Transcendent Response Division.

Director Takahashi and his team stared at the satellite feed on screen, sweat pouring down their foreheads, bodies trembling.

There was no way to calm down—the Original Battlefield had appeared directly above Russia. With Japan's proximity to Russia, even a single breath from a god or demon could reach them, let alone the Original Battlefield, where countless gods and demons fought in clusters, numbering in the thousands.

So many gods and demons, each stronger than the last—their residual energy, if it touched Earth, would instantly annihilate it.

Earth today was no stronger than a soap bubble—one touch and it would vanish.

It wasn't just Director Takahashi who panicked—every world leader was drenched in cold sweat, limbs numb, already preparing to send a few humans into space to preserve the human lineage, ready to drift through the cosmos.

As for relying on divine protection—they hadn't even considered it.

From the fact that the first-generation Greek deities and second-generation deities had journeyed into the cosmic depths, and from Japan's Sojo and Amano Yasuhito who had also ventured into the cosmic depths, it was clear the Original Battlefield lay extremely far from Earth.

But now the Original Battlefield had appeared here, nearly face-to-face with Earth—was it possible the other side had erupted violently, and the battle had already reached this side?

If so, the gods likely wouldn't have enough time to protect everyone—certainly not everyone individually. They would need to devote all their strength to confronting the Original Battlefield.

Rapid footsteps.

The door burst open as Professor Zhongtian and Professor Beishan staggered in, clutching a report.

"We have results—the 'other side' of the Original Battlefield isn't advancing toward Earth. The situation is unusual: Earth can be said to be safe, and also unsafe—but for now, it's safe."

Professor Zhongtian's incoherent words left everyone confused.

Was it safe or not?

Director Takahashi snatched the report from Professor Zhongtian's hands. At the moment the Original Battlefield appeared, scientists, historians, theologians, and others from all nations had exchanged data, analyzed the information, and debated whether the Original Battlefield was merely an illusion like the Feathered Serpent God's manifestation—or an actual descent.

The conclusion was reached.

Synthesizing all data and information, this was not an illusion—it was the true Original Battlefield.

But it was not the Original Battlefield descending upon Earth.

At the very beginning, an unimaginable great battle erupted on the Original Battlefield. The force of the fighting reached far and wide, and even though the Original Battlefield and Earth were separated by an immense distance, they were still affected.

Because the terrifying power unleashed by the great battle punched through the void between the Original Battlefield and Earth, collapsing the distance into two points.

It is like a sheet of paper: take a point on the left end and a point on the right end — how do you make the distance between the two points the shortest? It is not the straight line segment between them, but folding the paper in half so the two points touch.

The current situation is something like that.

The void between the Original Battlefield and Earth was pierced through, allowing people here to see the scenes of the Original Battlefield. Yet the site of the battle is still incomparably far from Earth — unreachable in a lifetime — still that Original Battlefield deep in the cosmos.

Moreover, though the distance was pierced through, it was not actually shortened. It is a bit like Schrödinger's cat.

That is why Professor Zhongtian said Earth is safe for now.

Because the battle erupting on the Original Battlefield is far from Earth and has not truly drawn near, separated by the vast void.

"What happened on the Original Battlefield?" Director Takahashi finished reading the report, his voice trembling with shock.

From this conclusion, and from the scenes captured by the big screen, something major must have happened on the Original Battlefield — otherwise, how could the fighting have grown so intense that even distant Earth was affected?

Amid shock and suspicion — an earthquake!?

Tokyo, where the Extraordinary Response Department is located, and indeed the whole of Japan…

Even the entire globe — massive tremors struck everywhere.

Across the world, from every dwelling place of the great mythological gods, beams of divine light surged at this moment — some shooting skyward, some rolling out like great waves, ripples spreading outward, expanding into the starry cosmos, stretching into the depths of the void.

Radiance pierced the heavens, wisp after wisp, strand after strand, the aura carrying a great terror, accompanied by sacred sounds.

Heaven and Earth themselves trembled.

The next moment.

From the gods' dwelling places, deities emerged — hundreds upon hundreds, thousands upon thousands.

At every divine dwelling, powerful gods appeared — gods ranked among the divine seats — and behind them stretched ranks of divine war-armies.

Iron-blooded and silent, iron helmets and war-spears, their march not only unbroken but even their breathing seemingly in unison, like a hundred streams flowing together — an overwhelming, terrifying might.

Boom!

In an instant, like billions of meteors streaking across the heavens — a spectacle beyond compare.

From every divine dwelling, powerful gods led their divine armies soaring skyward, their speed like stars streaking across the sky—thousands upon tens of thousands—blanketing the entire sky above Earth, converging and pouring into the void above the heavens of Russia.

This was the gods going to war!

Hastening to the Original Battlefield to join this great battle.

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