Chapter 1080 950: Severed Communication

The World's End has already turned into the former "Golden Kingdom" site of Olivia, the "Mother of Roses."

In that place that is not entirely in the Material World, but somewhat like the "Sanctuary," semi-independent from the Material World, a small world.

A giant tree, whose roots are deeply embedded in the seabed, whose branches and leaves obscure the metal "Gate," has replaced the entire "Golden Kingdom."

Even if the entire Material World is in chaos, here remains a tranquil paradise, as if a human fairyland, a haven outside worldly affairs.

"Legend has it, in a certain country, there was a well that had become polluted. If you drink from it, you would become 'mad,' and behave differently from before.

When all the citizens had drunk from the well, yet the wisest king had not, then the behavior of the majority became the societal norm.

So, the people thought they were normal, and only the lone king was mad.

Faced with such a situation, if you were that king, what would you choose?"

The daughter of the "God of Wisdom," Thetis, the "Ocean Goddess," sat on a wooden palace chair, swirling a 30-year-old Cabernet Sauvignon wine that Aiven had treasured.

Posed a supposedly "philosophical" but actually "realistic" question to everyone.

In fact, all beings above the Divine Creatures of the "Sea Monarchy" faction had gathered their true forms here long ago.

Since they knew the final goal of the Evil God was "Behind the Door" at the Möbius Ring, naturally, they would not be unprepared.

The God of All Things Fertile Aiven, the Star Moon Goddess Olivia, the Goddess of Harvest Angie, the Goddess of Wind and Rain Anita, the Clock Tower Milan;

The Saint Angel Belenus, the Victory Angel Adraste, the Black Sea Goddess Hipponeo, the God of Steam and Mechanics Watt, the Truth Embodiment: Demon Pillar Solomon;

The Ocean Goddess Thetis, the Sky Goddess Kurutena, the King of Sea Monsters Kraken, the Kingfisher of the School of Truth Gate, the Dream Reporting God Nymph, the Rose Crown Liweina—none were missing.

Thetis posed a real dilemma, especially for the demigods of the Material World.

Refusing to follow blindly means hiding behind the Door, awaiting salvation of an unknown duration; choosing to follow blindly means following the True God into the next Era, fundamentally distorting one's path, cognition, aesthetic.

Milan, who had become the strongest Prophet of this world, sipped the Sauvignon Blanc from his cup:

"The connection between Eras is not completely severed. I have been able to occasionally glimpse the next Era. The Sixth Era should be a civilization of spiritual bodies.

By then, evil spirits, ghosts, human psychics, and extraordinary beings like Lady Nymph in the Dream Realm could become unprecedentedly powerful.

However, the biggest issue might be the aesthetic standards, possibly finding beauty in tentacles, mucus, innards, brain matter…"

As he spoke, he shivered involuntarily.

Thetis, hearing this, smiled charmingly, raised her glass to Aiven, who was cooking and preparing pre-battle meals for everyone (mostly Olivia), nodding in thanks:

"Thanks to His Majesty Galliot's 'Interstellar Immigration Plan,' we are spared this painful choice. I heard that, with the help of Your Majesty's Royal Authority from the Sea Monarchy, the plan's progress..."

Just then.

Including Aiven, the group suddenly stood, gazing at the sky where the winds and clouds shifted dramatically.

"The second impact from the Spirit Realm? How can it be so soon? And precisely when the Evil God invades?!"

With the Nagilfa's 24-knot speed, it would normally take another seven to eight hours to reach here. Their battle prowess isn't at a disadvantage, so they were leisurely preparing.

They did not anticipate this bizarre occurrence.

"...When He returns, the sky will darken;

The ignorant reign, the masters of existence;

Humans will crawl, the gods will revere;

Starlight will shine, the light will sear.

This is the apocalypse descending....

Extreme, extreme, extreme horror...."

In that eerie song.

The muddled night sky, like graffiti, seemed as if it was about to seep off the "canvas," turning this vibrant Material World into part of a bizarre painting.

Aiven had once seen it—the golden disk with an old man's face inset was still perched at the center of the night sky.

Named the Sun God, yet no warmth emanated, only countless writhing golden tapeworms.

Unchanging, an obsidian ritual knife extended from a pitch-black mouth hole, drooling, seemingly waiting for humans to offer blood and hearts to feed it.

In addition, those things filling the sky, resembling stars yet also like eyes, became increasingly clear, each one emitting an unabashedly greedy gaze.

Even though Aiven had grown from a mere to the limits of a , facing such a strange entity, he still did not feel any safer.

All he could do was tightly grasp Olivia's hand beside him.

...

At the same time.

In the boundless "Sea of Stars," akin to a silver ocean, several thunderous and majestic holy voices shook a vast star of red, black, and gold:

"Sessi! Do you understand what you are doing now?!"

Five furious True Gods—"Dawn," "Frost Breath," "Brilliant Starry Night," "Eternal Flame," "Sea Monarchy"—had already arrived together.

They surrounded the Divine Kingdom of the "God of Black Wings," issuing their most severe interrogation.

Although being True Gods, they would no longer fall due to the Era Catastrophe, the Evil God Group's premature triggering of the "Second Impact" had greatly disrupted their original plans.

If they didn't express anything about this, they would truly become mere clay and wood sculptures in the Divine Hall.

As for the last of the Seven Gods, "Howling Storm" Billers, he remained as inconspicuous as ever, and none of the five True Gods paid him any attention.

"Howling Storm" was the only True God in nearly a thousand years who had not sent any angels to manifest in the human world or perform miracles, and his Church "Storm King's Court" never sought to expand faith.

In the Extraordinary World, some speculated that this True God had fallen into eternal slumber, while others said he had transcended the level of True God and no longer cared about the human world...

In fact, the True Gods knew well that he had long followed in the footsteps of his predecessors into Spirit Realm Exploration, but encountered some problem and hadn't returned until now.

Faced with the five aggressive fellow True Gods, Sessi, who appeared, remained unperturbed:

"Hahaha, what am I doing? Of course, I'm creating a new world! Unfortunately, there is no place for you in the new world..."

"It seems you have long been prepared, even if it meant abandoning your own .

"Dawn's" voice was slightly cold.

Only because the "Sessi" who emerged was merely an incarnation without even .

Clearly, the true Divine Body of the "God of Black Wings" had already headed to the only place outside the "Sea of Stars" capable of accommodating a True Divine Body - the Spirit Realm.

Before the most antagonistic "Sea Monarchy" could speak, "Eternal Flame," who had a minor conflict with Sessi decades ago, turned to the other True Gods and suggested:

"There's no rush to deal with Sessi's Divine Kingdom. I plan to incarnate into the Material World to set things right and fulfill the duty of a True God! What do you all think? Hmm?"

Before the True Gods could react, there were new changes in the Material World.

"Ah!!!"

Forty-two demons of varying forms were reawakened from their seals by the Evil Gods.

But before they could beg for mercy, they were already nailed to the deck of the [Nagilfa], on spikes extending like ribs.

Amidst their miserable laments, the "Mysterious Essence," born as deities, was stripped away by this warship like a monster in a blink of an eye.

"Hahaha, [Nagilfa] activate the [Mythical Ceremony]!"

Whoosh—!

In the Spiritual world, a kind of yellow light that seemed to only appear at the twilight of the world shot towards the sky, directly at the sun god "Tonatiuh" floating in the heavens.

Crack!

After the crisp sound of the lock's engagement, the entire sky seemed to turn into a genuine abstract painting. Tonatiuh no longer wore a sinister grin, the stars ceased to blink, and the thick, turbid night completely congealed...

The abilities of the [Mythical Battleship: Nagilfa], were far more miraculous than the [Illusion City: Little Thousand World]'s [Mythical Ceremony: Dusk of the Apocalypse]!

It could only be activated using the 42 formidable beings who were at least as sacrifices, unleashing a skill of unparalleled power.

[Dusk of the Apocalypse], aided by the conflict between the rules of the new and old eras, temporarily created a substantial "Severed Communication" sealing the world.

It cut off the Spirit Realm, the transit hub connecting all worlds, severing all channels between the Material World and the "Sea of Stars."

The angels that had descended could not return to the "Sea of Stars," and the angels in the naturally couldn't descend either, not even the six-winged incarnations of the True Gods.

This signaled that the strongest "Stabilizer" maintaining the overall peace of the Material World... had failed!