Chapter 881: Decision

In an instant, that green waterfall, which seemed like a mire, was cut in two!

That cut was originally aimed at the soft tissue within the green bubble; at the critical moment of what is called a "beheading," that soft tissue manipulated the bubble to shift slightly, dodging the strike, but the tentacle that had just extended could not be retracted, and after brushing slightly against the massive pillar, it fell off and shattered.

Also cut off at the same time was a large portion of the green body.

The small portion of the body attached to the bubble remained hanging on the rack, while the large portion was pushed away by the storm of the Wind Cut, leaving the support of the rack and collapsing downward.

When it collapsed, it was still like a lump of solid green mud, but once it fell, the green mud scattered, turning into a thick liquid that rolled wildly in all directions like a flood; the speed of its rolling was incredibly fast, the scale was immense, and it possessed an irresistible suction and stickiness, pulling at its surroundings like a whirlpool, and the gods gathered around to watch the show, whether they had reacted or not, were all submerged in an instant!

Only Upper Gods like the Upper Left God could barely struggle to break free from the whirlpool's Absorption at close range, while Lower Gods like the Taixiong God were instantly submerged in a sea of green. The originally simple venue was instantly in a state of chaos.

That green body did not look like much when gathered together, but now it seemed to have expanded countless times in place, turning into an ocean sufficient to cover the Shenguo on Tian Jiang Dao. The Upper Left God and a few other Upper Gods were fast enough to break free from the green mire in one go, but there was no longer any place to stand before them, and they could only hang in mid-air.

He looked around, only to see that the surroundings were all a sea of green, with some gods floating above the green sea, scattered like dandelions in the wind. The further away one looked, the more gods had managed to escape, because the reaction time was still sufficient, and some lower-ranking gods in the back were also able to escape the disaster.

However, even counting the entire scene, after tallying the numbers, the survivors among the gathered gods were likely not even one-third of the total. This place was originally the Shenguo of the Holy God; although it was within the planes of the Shenjie, it was a closed, independent space, no less than a small plane, so the green sea easily spread to the point of covering the entire Shenguo, just like filling a bottle halfway with green liquid. The Holy God could control the entry and exit of the Shenjie; if it did not open the exit, then it was impossible for any god to escape on their own. They could only survive by clinging to life in places not covered by the green, so the gods floating above now were likely all the gods that remained.

As for those gods buried beneath the green sap, the Upper Left God knew they were already gone; if one did not wish to say they were all dead, then they had "all become one with the Holy God."

What a catastrophe this was.

Even though the Upper Left God was not that benevolent toward the gods, and the gods could not be called its dependents or property, it still felt a wave of dizziness—from this moment on, the Shenjie had collapsed by more than half and would never be the same again.

"Mad, all mad!" The Upper Left God looked toward the very front and saw the Bear God laughing wildly—this was also a madman.

Without a doubt, the Bear God had been caught by the Holy God just now, and being wrapped in the green cocoon was intentional; the purpose was likely to let the existence inside that bubble provide a protective cover, allowing it to strike the main body directly, and for this, it had risked a fatal danger, even having its facial features dissolved, yet it was still able to hold on and launch a heaven-shaking strike.

This was already crazy enough, but what was even crazier was—it had actually dismantled the Yituai of the Main God to use as a weapon!

It's mad, how did it even think of this?

The Main God was once the true God of Gods in the Pantheon, ruling over all gods, and was the Lord whom the gods had worshipped. It was just that it had fallen in that battle against the Earth Barbarian Overlord back then. Even so, it had ultimately severely wounded that Overlord, causing the opponent's momentum-filled counterattack to be interrupted, and to this day, they still could not turn the tables to suppress the Lingjie.

When it passed away at that time, all the gods were genuinely grieved; they carried its Yituai together and buried it on the summit of the Shengdi, letting the radiance of the Main God always shroud the Wanshendian.

Now the Bear God had dug the Main God out and even broken off its limbs to use as a weapon, which was equivalent to digging up its own ancestral grave and using the bones of the ancestor as a weapon to fight; setting aside whether it was respectful or not—who would think of this?

"No, this is not the idea of that reckless man. Kuma, you must have participated too!"

Kuma was the Upper Right God. This radical had very likely orchestrated this raid single-handedly; the body of the Main God was so hard that it could severely wound the Holy God, so how could the Bear God's strength possibly be enough to split it? It must have been Kuma who did it personally; this madman had completely disregarded even the gratitude and awe toward the Main God from back then.

"The most excessive part is... you are this crazy, so how did you still fail?! Kuma, you big idiot!"

This was what the Upper Left God was most angry about; that strike just now was undoubtedly a failure, as it did not hit the main body of that monster. Those green sludges were only the outer shell, and although they were cut off, it could quickly reassemble them; it could be said that the actual damage was negligible.

Now, it had closed the bubble again and returned to an airtight state; clearly, there would be no second chance. The Bear God was laughing wildly, seemingly excited that the sneak attack had succeeded, but it was more likely a final venting, knowing that it could never succeed again, right?

Now, it was time for that Holy God to counterattack.

The green sea was boiling, and the Upper Left God could clearly feel violent energy fluctuations occurring below. That went without saying; it was the Holy God devouring those submerged gods. After all, they were still gods, their bodies were harder than any creature, and their energy was even more immense; it would probably be enough for the Holy God to chew on for a while, but the outcome was already set—it was impossible for any god to escape alive.

Having devoured so many gods at once, the Holy God's power must have surged, right? It probably hadn't even expected that this meal would be so good.

If it had previously harbored the intention of first commanding the gods and securing its divine position before cannibalizing them, then after this, it would simply devour them to the end—it had already finished the main course, and the remaining gods were just after-dinner snacks, so why bother saving them for the next meal? In an instant, the Upper Left God felt fear in its heart; the only method it could think of was to escape, find the Upper Right God who had not arrived today, and have the last two powerful Upper Gods gather together to... run away.

Escape, escape the Shenjie, escape the Lingjie, escape to the Void, stay far away from this monster, and never come back!

It thought this, but at the same time, it was very pessimistic—one had to escape first to even talk about that!

Seeing that not only was the ground beneath its feet a green ocean, but that green was also climbing up along the spatial barriers of the Shenguo, soon closing at the top to become a green hemispherical cover, with green in every direction.

Broadly speaking, they were now equivalent to having already been swallowed by this monster!

And that Bear God had also stopped laughing wildly, holding the remains of the Main God, and confronting the part of the Holy God's body connected to the bubble above. Although it had a divine artifact in hand, it still looked very small, engaged in a futile resistance.

"This... won't do!" The Upper Left God steeled its heart and made a choice; its deer body rose high, transforming into a deer-man supported by two legs with horns on its head, and it flew to the Bear God's side, shouting: "You can't beat it! Give the weapon to me, I will fight it!"

The Bear God resisted, hugging the pillar and saying: "This is a treasure given to me by the Upper God, I want to use it to assassinate this monster..."

The Upper Left God was furious and cursed: "You idiot who cannot distinguish the situation! Are you worthy of fighting it? Do you still have a chance of victory? Kuma is an Upper God, and I am also an Upper God; my rank is above his! Even if Kuma were here, he would have to yield the weapon to me! Unless you want everyone to die here!"

The Bear God was dazed for a moment, and the Upper Left God had already snatched the divine pillar and kicked it away. Once the divine pillar, which had been transformed from the Main God's finger, was in hand, one could feel the surging power within it; although the Main God had been dead for a hundred years, the residual power was still so astonishing!

Feeling this power, the Upper Left God's original despair dissipated slightly—with this power in hand, might it not be possible to put up a Death Struggle?

This action of its now enraged the Holy God, who was already on the verge of going berserk; it shrieked: "Good, so you really are all in this together! Stupid, stupid, vermin, vermin, all go to hell!"

With a sharp shriek, that small portion of the green body did not expand, but instead shrank, shrinking smaller and smaller, until it finally became only the size of a house. And while shrinking, its color changed.

Originally it was a single bright green, but it gradually turned into a multicolored hue, with red, yellow, blue, green, black, and white all present; each color was bright and intense, saturated to the extreme, to the point of being a bit terrifying, and mixed together, it gave one a feeling of dangerous, highly toxic poison.

At the same time, the original green was flowing and soft, but now it gathered and became hard, taking on a clear shape—it was the shape of an awl!

With almost no wasted movement, the moment the awl took shape, it stabbed fiercely toward the Upper Left God!

That awl tore through space, and the violent storm it produced even blew the few lucky gods who had escaped, causing them to waver; those who were slightly weaker fell headlong, dropping into the green sea to be reunited with the majority of the gods.

There was no Divine Magic, no Supernatural Power; all there was was extreme power and speed!

The Upper Left God understood its line of thought completely and had no other distracting thoughts; it focused all its attention on extracting power from the Main God's finger, and then, it charged up!

There was nowhere to run; this was originally the opponent's Shenguo and even its divine body, with dead ends in every direction, and only killing the enemy was a glimmer of survival—charge up!

The multicolored awl and the Main God's finger collided fiercely in the air!

A violent power storm exploded, whipping up huge waves on the green sea, and even blowing over a large area of green water, splitting it open to reveal a large expanse of the seabed!

That was a venue, and now it looked clean, cleaner than if it had been scraped three feet deep; originally, several gods had fallen into this area, and at this moment, they were nowhere to be seen.

In the air, the collision did not produce a result for a moment; the awl stabbed into the finger, but was blocked the instant it touched the finger bone.

Two of the world's most unique, hard substances were fiercely consuming each other, driven by the world's equally top-tier powerful forces. Not only had the surroundings long been blown into a vacuum, but even the surrounding space could not withstand it, and began to flash with cracks like black lightning!

Seeing this, a thought suddenly flashed through the Upper Left God's mind: if space collapsed and the Shenguo had cracks, would it be possible to get out?

However, how could it allow itself to be distracted at such a critical moment? With this distraction, the heart to forge ahead was insufficient, and the situation changed suddenly!