Chapter 180: Avalanche

The moment Sasriel stepped out of the God's Kingdom, all the gods knew.

"Black Emperor" Solomon looked toward the Abyss in the depths of the ocean, his brows furrowed tightly, feeling immense pressure.

Having a True God from one's own camp held back by a madman was by no means a good thing; it directly shattered the balance that had held for nearly a thousand years.

And the consequences of breaking that balance were already obvious from the increasingly dense lightning and twilight.

None of the gods could sit still anymore.

"The first point to explode is actually the Abyss." Faint streams of information light fell from an infinitely high place; the "Hidden Emperor" was also somewhat surprised.

Fabuti was planned and inserted by their Dream Council, so that Seal was naturally powerful enough; what caused the current situation was the "Mother Tree of Desire."

Moreover, the Ancient Sun God who laid the Seal at that time did not anticipate that he would be killed, leading to the weakening of the Original Barrier and the deepening of the Outer God's erosion.

"I have already entered the Underworld and might not make it in time." The "Hidden Emperor" and the Chumen main body shared a single consciousness, so there was no such thing as a communication barrier; he knew clearly that the exploration in the Underworld was far from over.

In other words, it was highly probable that the Chumen main body would not make it in time; the successful Salinger needed him to deal with it, and only he could handle it.

"Then that is troublesome..."

Without the strongest combatant, the Solomon Empire was even in a precarious state.

Just as the world was gradually stirred by the actions of the gods, "Hidden Emperor" Chumen suddenly raised his head to look in the direction of the Trensost Empire.

"Aornia..."

Chumen sensed that his key target of concern had already left the Rule Divine Kingdom, and had even left the Trensost Empire.

His eyes suddenly darkened, and he proactively performed a divination; his consciousness sank into a void of darkness, and various pieces of information began to surge in to conduct the divination.

But he failed; with the status of a "Hermit," he could not even find Aornia!

"The 'Mother Goddess of Depravity' has also moved..." Without a doubt, it could only be her.

Boom!

The one who cannot keep their cool is always the hot-tempered brother.

Blazing lightning exploded in the sky above the Solomon Empire, and all the citizens were so shocked by the terrifying sound that their minds went blank.

"Truly asking for a beating!" Chumen's face darkened; the "Sun" had already walked out of the God's Kingdom, heading toward the Abyss of Storms.

But the True Gods who were attacking were not just the "Lord of Storms."

An orange-colored storm obscured half the sky of the Solomon Empire.

"Black Emperor" Solomon straightened the Black Emperor Crown on his head, and the shadow of order permeated His kingdom, shielding his citizens.

"I will go; you hold your empire!" Chumen took one last look at Solomon. "If it really doesn't work, then abandon your empire."

The "Hidden Emperor" transformed into a stream of information light, dragging that patch of twilight into the Astral World.

Solomon's eyes did not change at all, quietly facing the greater wind and rain.

The world was in turmoil, and almost all the True Gods' gazes were peeking at the Solomon Empire.

Even without considering the situation of the "Primordial" Witch of Balam, the True Gods of the Northern Continent still included the "Evernight Goddess," "Mother Earth Goddess," "Craftsman God," "God of Knowledge and Wisdom," and the "Night Emperor."

The "Craftsman God" was biased toward the Solomon Empire, but could at most block one True God, which still left three.

Three True Gods—this was a terrifying combination that no one had ever been able to resist except for the Dream main body, enough to completely wipe the Solomon Empire from the Northern Continent!

"This is my empire!" "Black Emperor" Solomon returned to the palace, sitting high upon the throne, overlooking the empire.

Aornia, who had broken free from Chumen's sight, appeared abruptly at the Battlefield of the Gods.

This was a strange battlefield, with lightning raging and darkness shrouding it, full of traces of life, yet it was a desperate situation that ordinary people could not approach.

Beyonders who stepped in here might see things they shouldn't see and lose control immediately.

Most of this battlefield was ocean, surrounding half of the Eastern Continent; strangely, the seawater deep in this battlefield was golden.

This was the gold stained by the Creator's dream; in that final dream, He was killed, and his blood spilled across the ocean.

And the Creator Himself possessed the Authority of true "Creation"; His dream truly became Reality, and this entire ocean was stained gold by His blood.

"Beauty Goddess" Aornia appeared in this bizarre sea area, heading toward the deepest part of the sea.

Her beauty granted Her "privileges" in the Battlefield of the Gods; her extreme affinity even caused the environment to distort, proactively making way for Her, and not a single one of the crazy monsters in the sea dared to show its head.

Soon, this Sequence 1 Angel had already arrived before a Creator Church.

This was the deepest part of the Creator's dream; one could enter that true God of War Battlefield by opening the door.

But this was also very difficult; without the power of a True God, one could not open this door at all.

Chumen had once used the "Door" Authority that had not undergone a qualitative change to seal the entire Eastern Continent; other directions had already been tightly sealed, and only this extremely chaotic Battlefield of the Gods offered a chance to enter the former Eastern Continent.

However, up until now, only Amon had not given up on "Fantasy Land," having once entered the Forsaken Land of the Gods through a "Loophole" here.

"Open the door." "Aornia's" eyes had already been completely occupied by a weird blood-red color.

She just spoke lightly, and the dream actually had some slight fluctuations; that door trembled gently, as if it were about to swing open.

The "beauty" of the "Beauty Goddess" was expressed in an extremely weird way at this moment; it seemed the whole world had to make way for Her.

"Open the door!" "Aornia" spoke again; this time, her eyes seemed to have blood waves surging, and the power of the Life Authority remaining in the entire Battlefield of the Gods was driven by Her.

It seemed as if a True God holding an illusory infant in their arms manifested in this dream, and the power of the Life Authority suddenly boiled.

Wheat, green grass, and other plants grew rapidly, forming a tide of life at "Aornia's" feet; this tide crashed into the church door with a boom.

"Aornia?" Just as the tide of life hit the church door and the door was about to break open, the Space directly solidified, and that door was reinforced once again.

"Why are you here?" Bethel's voice came from inside the door, somewhat ethereal, as if separated by the World Barrier.

"Mr. 'Door'?" "Aornia" spoke and called out; Bethel, standing behind the door, almost took a step, walking out of the barrier he had set up himself.

"..." Bethel frowned and withdrew his foot that had already been raised; the charm of the "Beauty Goddess" seemed a bit too incredible, to the point that even He, the King of Angels closest to a deity, had been greatly affected.

If that step had been taken earlier, all the Seals would have failed, and "Aornia" could have easily entered and exited the Forsaken Land of the Gods.

"You are not just Aornia!" Bethel's eyes reflected the Starry Sky.

"You have come for 'Fantasy Land'!"