Chapter 125: Ten Consecutive Wins Grand Battle

Augusta glanced at Shawn, and said nothing further.

The Death Sovereign, seeing this, laughed, "Alright, everyone can now say they know the new mid‑tier Death Lord God."

At that moment, the Wind Sovereign Di Ya suddenly said, "Wait, Shawn is the Great Perfection of the Death Rule and also a mid‑tier Lord God, doesn't that mean his power is at the Sovereign level?"

"This," many Lord Gods quickly grasped the problem.

The Great Perfection boosts a Lord God's strength to near another Lord God's rank; his willpower increases a bit, and the mysterious enhancements are also considerable.

Destruction Sovereign Utred agreed, "In theory that's correct; Shawn's power is indeed far stronger than that of ordinary mid‑tier Lord Gods, so killing a mid‑tier Lord God would indeed be unfair."

"Then we'll classify him at the Sovereign level," the Death Sovereign said with a faint smile.

If the Underworld has two Sovereign levels, that also gives her an extra bit of prestige.

Life Sovereign Viavia said, "Everyone, I think there's no rush; the plane war is about to begin. Let's decide after it ends and we see the outcome."

Fate Sovereign Ao Fu agreed, "Right, no need to rush this time."

Shawn replied, "Then I'll follow the Sovereigns' arrangements."

The four Great Rule Sovereigns set the regulations, and the other Lord Gods naturally said little; however, many Lord Gods who had some prior connection with Shawn began communicating with him via telepathy;

In any case, even Shawn's worst future would still be at the Sovereign level; though he might be the weakest, he's still far stronger than their mid‑ or lower‑tier peers, so a better relationship can't hurt, and the Death Great Perfection is extremely powerful and often useful.

Half a day later, ten thousand li away, "Boom," a terrifying wave of energy spread out, stretching hundreds of li; a star river riddled with countless spatial rifts suddenly formed two massive passages in its center, the middle of each passage flat, but the surroundings still teemed with extremely dangerous spatial fissures.

"The plane grand battle has begun."

The commanders and soldiers stationed on both sides of the passages naturally knew what was happening; under their own orders, countless soldiers and a few commanders, each imbued with Lord God power, charged in;

Tens of thousands of li away, innumerable Lord Gods were also watching the war in the two passages; Shawn's energy duplicate was here, and his divine consciousness could span both passages.

The Death Sovereign telepathically asked, "Shawn, when will the elite we have soul‑seeded appear?"

Shawn replied, "Wait a bit longer; let the ordinary divine‑level beings wear each other out for now. The truly fearless ones still need to wait. My target is the Twelve‑winged Divine Angels of the Bright Divine Realm."

Finishing, he also glanced at Augusta beside Ao Fu; at that moment she was looking into the distance, seemed to sense Shawn, turned back with a cold look.

Whatever trump cards they have, they won't use them at the start; they'll wait until the fodder is mostly gone before deploying them.

"Alright." The Death Sovereign asked no further.

On both sides of the plane passages, the fighting continued in rivers of blood; Lord Gods from many planes searched vigorously and still found many fearless beings, especially those with weak divine duplicates—once matched with a holy domain's true form plus Lord God power, they could unleash peak combat strength, and under the reward of Lord God power, many were willing to gamble.

Thus, after more than an hour of fighting, so many elites fell in the middle of the passages that both sides' combat power had declined compared to the start.

Suddenly, a massive number of Twelve‑winged Bright Divine Angels appeared at the heavenly passage's entrance—over a thousand gathered together.

The Death Sovereign glanced at Augusta and smiled lightly, "Augusta, ready to deploy the Twelve‑winged Angels?"

Augusta laughed, "Lord Ao Fu invited me; if the Death Sovereign has any matters, we can discuss them with Lord Ao Fu, haha."

To outsiders, he and Ao Fu are different people, but he doesn't want to offend the Death Sovereign; even though he has an extra share of willpower, his supreme artifact doesn't match, and the Death Sovereign's innate divine skill is extremely terrifying, so he doesn't wish to be targeted.

Ao Fu smiled, "Our heavenly plane war will naturally be fought with full force."

"Hmph, if you die in light, don't blame me," the Death Sovereign said, adding nothing else; such conflicts among Lord Gods are normal.

Shawn said nothing, and after his divine consciousness spread, he ordered that countless earth and wind Seven‑Star Demonic Beasts he had soul‑seeded immediately entered the passages, coordinating one by one, soon fighting alongside the Twelve‑winged Divine Angels.

Boom~ A massive clash of Lord God power tore countless fissures in the middle of the passage; numerous spatial turbulence flickered within, and many elites hurried to avoid them.

But the angels on the heavenly side and many elites on the Underworld side showed no fear; far too often they disregarded their own safety and fought desperately.

Every six Twelve‑winged Angels formed a formation, unleashing power no less than that of Asuras; the opposing wind and earth elites coordinated perfectly as well, deploying massive wind and gravity spaces together, binding many angels, after which some reckless fighters perished together.

In an instant, over a hundred Twelve‑winged Angels fell.

From afar, Augusta's complexion changed dramatically, and she asked in shock, "Where did you find so many fearless divine‑level beings?"

Although the elites who came to join this plane showdown were already fearless, when truly faced with life‑or‑death, any divine‑level being will instinctively avoid danger—e. g., they'll steer clear of spatial rifts before seeking to attack.

But the Underworld group fights with a completely reckless style; even if they fall, they'll take an angel with them, and even a few will risk everything just to claim an angel.

Although the angels' coordination makes them stronger, against such suicidal tactics the losses are heavy in a short time; over a hundred angels, and even Augusta, the Bright Sovereign, felt the pain.

Ao Fu watched the distant fighting and furrowed his brow, saying, "It looks like they were soul‑seeded, but where did you get so many Death Rule elites? So many soul‑seeded?"

"My strongest in the Underworld is, of course, the Death Rule," the Death Sovereign said with a faint smile;

Shawn's most powerful soul‑seed ability is something she keeps absolutely secret, as it's a signature move of the Underworld; even if this plane war is lost, the technique will be useful in future plane wars.

Even if the Underworld can't win later, when other planes achieve nine consecutive victories, this move can block other Lord Gods from gaining the will‑power reward of plane wars.

In short, even if we can't win ourselves, we must not let other planes win; this is the consensus of all Lord Gods, especially the heavens.

The other Sovereigns said nothing further; the Death Sovereign telepathically told Shawn, "Shawn, the other passage isn't doing well. Dannington should act early, first annihilate those few hundred Twelve‑winged Angels, secure a victory in one passage first."

Even with many soul‑seeded elites, the heavenly side still has far more experts than the Underworld; the Twelve‑winged Angels number over a thousand on one side and just over 300 on the other. Dannington's passage is the side with fewer angels, a deliberate arrangement to give the Great Perfection a chance to win one passage first, then deal with the other.

"Alright." Shawn immediately agreed, and his divine consciousness telepathically instructed Dannington, who was mingling in the opposite passage and posing as an ordinary Asura, "Dannington, seize the right moment, first annihilate the Twelve‑winged Angels in your passage, and break through as fast as possible."

"Yes, Lord God." Dannington's expression hardened instantly; the Death Lord God power within him was suddenly restrained, targeting the hundreds of nearby Twelve‑winged Angels. His gaze flashed black, countless soul attacks shot out like porcupine quills, and a black long blade materialized in his hand, radiating terrifying force, which he swung sharply to the side.

Rrrr~~~ The battlefield's space was ripped open by the massive force for hundreds of meters; countless fissures struck many angels directly, and the soul attacks did the same.

A Great Perfection combined with the primary divine artifact's material strike, plus soul attacks, unintentionally ambushed a large number of Seven‑Star Demon‑level elites; in the blink of an eye, over 300 angels lost more than half their numbers—anyone hit, whether by material or soul attack, perished instantly.

Whether angels or Underworld or heavenly elites, before they could react, Dannington flashed again, slashing straight into the angelic ranks; before those angels could reform their formation, he launched his strongest attack once more.

Only a super formation of Seven‑Star Demon‑level angels could barely withstand the Great Perfection's assault, but now their numbers were severely lacking and scattered, so in three swift blows the angels were wiped out.

"Great Perfection?" The Underworld and heavenly elites, seeing Dannington's performance, instantly understood what was happening.

Tens of thousands of li away, Augusta's face turned iron‑blue as she said, "Great Perfection? How is that possible?"

The other Sovereigns and Lord Gods were also shocked; the last time Shawn broke through a Great Perfection was only a trillion years ago, and they didn't expect another Great Perfection to appear so soon, also of the Death Rule.

The Death Sovereign smiled faintly, "Nothing is impossible; Dannington is the Great Perfection after Shawn."

"This," the other Lord Gods were speechless; no one could have imagined the Underworld's luck being so great—Shawn became a Lord God and couldn't join the plane showdown, yet another Great Perfection emerged.

Destruction Sovereign said, "That Dannington, I recall him being from my Hell, right?"

Shawn smiled, "Yes, but now he is my Lord God messenger."

"Hmm," the Destruction Sovereign said nothing more; where one originates doesn't bind them to a side—Hell's divine‑level beings taken by Underworld Lord Gods naturally belong to the Underworld. It all depends on the Lord God's judgment; there are no mutual restrictions.

In the time it took a group of Lord Gods to speak, Dan Ning Dun led the Underworld army, cutting through like a Killing God; with a single area attack he could easily slay hundreds of soldiers, and when he encountered an Asura wielding a dual‑defensive primary artifact, he simply seized him and threw him into a spatial turbulence.

Soon, the Underworld army pushed toward the Heavenly Realm side; this passage would soon be won.

At that moment, on the other side, "Boom~" a similarly deafening blast, a massive number of Underworld masters were sliced to pieces by a milky‑white colossal force, and a white‑haired, white‑clothed man appeared in the Heavenly Realm passage.

"Ke Lai Men Ting? You actually persuaded him to join the plane decisive battle?" the Lord of Death said with a sullen expression, and Shawn and the others felt the same.

In fact, with their divine perception they had already detected Ke Lai Men Ting, but they had not acted, and it was uncertain whether this Great Perfection was merely here to watch the spectacle or would intervene.

Ao Fu smiled faintly: "If you could locate the Great Perfection, I naturally could as well; to invite Ke Lai Men Ting, I have paid a great price."

"Being able to summon two Great Perfections is already impressive," Destruction Lord Wu Tereid said with a faint smile.

The Great Perfection's aloofness usually keeps it from such affairs, but it is not impossible; it depends on what price the Lord Gods are willing to pay, or rather, what the Great Perfection requires.

Shawn immediately transmitted: "Dan Ning Dun, swiftly secure this side's passage, then move to the other side; Ke Lai Men Ting has acted, and the other passage cannot hold for long."

"Alright," Dan Ning Dun, aware of the urgency, charged like lightning, disregarding surrounding attacks, slaughtering the Heavenly Realm masters as if mowing grass.

Countless soul attacks struck him with no effect; massive material attacks did affect his form but could not harm him—at most he was blown away by hundreds or thousands of material strikes, yet he quickly steadied himself, and with his extreme speed he easily evaded most material attacks.

On the other side, Ke Lai Men Ting was far more cautious; he did not charge forward but hid behind a multitude of angels and Heavenly Realm soldiers, launching ranged attacks at the distant Underworld masters. Consequently his speed was considerably reduced. The Underworld side had many soldiers unafraid of death; although they were still retreating, they could barely hold out for a while.

"Dan Ning Dun possesses three primary artifacts? Shawn, you have broken the Lord God pact?" Light Lord Augustus asked.

Shawn smiled faintly: "No, I only gave him one material‑defense primary artifact; the other two he obtained from the former Divine Messenger Wu Li Er of Lord God Feist. That shouldn't violate the Lord God pact, right?"

"Wu Li Er?" Light Lord Augustus furrowed his brows, recalling the person, seeming to have some recollection.

Among the other Lord Gods, someone said: "Wu Li Er was Feist's most trusted subordinate back then; indeed he possessed two primary artifacts."

Life Lord Viviya laughed: "If that's the case, then there's no violation of the Lord God pact."

"Hum~" Augustus, seeing no breach, said nothing more.

Finding the Divine Messenger who vanished billions of years ago is indeed difficult; they have found him, so there's nothing more to say.

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