Chapter 684 - 386: Main God, Main God, Main God_2

The entire world was swaying.

However, at this moment, the figures in black robes couldn’t help but transform their posture into fanaticism and excitement.

"It is the Lord!"

"The Lord has heard our call."

"The great Osiris!"

A more urgent voice intermingled.

And with these words, the vast aura of death, from perhaps millions or even tens of millions of extraordinary deaths across the entire Northern Territory, began to gather together.

"Boom!"

"Rumble!"

A massive roar instantly echoed across the entire firmament.

"Splash!"

The waters of the Nether River surged even more violently.

Even above the River of the Underworld, a faint apparition of a long river slowly emerged.

This too started to stir massive waves.

And these waves seemed not only to affect this world but the entire continent.

Numerous dimensions and countless lands seemed to vaguely manifest this river of time.

Deities are immortal and indestructible.

No matter how long the years, as long as their Divinity is preserved, they can return from the passage of time.

Especially at the level of a Main God.

This is even more true.

At this moment, with the opening of Divine Revelation, drawn by the blood of tens of millions of extraordinary powers and the aura of death, this river of the Netherworld, long hidden since the Mythical Era, reemerged.

The River of the Underworld almost materialized.

The next moment, a vast netherworld abruptly descended upon the human realm.

And as the netherworld arrived.

The blood and flesh of the black-robed figures almost visibly disappeared, revealing skeletons, while their auras rapidly strengthened.

"Aaaaah!"

Piercing cries echoed.

Many faces were completely contorted.

Yet nothing could stop the smile of blood and flesh.

Despite the pain, the people were fervent, as their power suddenly surged.

Many who were originally of Tier Three or Four instantly reached Tier Five, or even Tier Six.

Even the leading black-robed figure.

His body trembled, and the next moment, a ghostly green flame rose from him, while countless divine qualities began to intertwine.

In an instant, a Divinity appeared within his sea of consciousness.

With the emergence of Divinity.

The previously vanished blood and flesh rapidly regenerated at an eye-visible speed.

In the blink of an eye, he returned to normal.

And his aura leapt from the high-tier Divine Domain directly into a Lower-Rank God.

"Ascended, ascended to godhood?"

The figure was filled with disbelief.

And with undeniable excitement.

Although he had long been in the high-tier Divine Domain, seemingly only a step away from a Lower-Rank God.

But he knew well, this step was harder than evolving from a mortal to the high-tier Divine Domain.

To ignite Divine Fire required enough divinity.

Not to mention condensing a Divinity.

Unless he could obtain a Divinity, otherwise, there was no hope for advancing in his lifetime.

But now he had easily transcended.

"Thank you, my Lord!"

"Your humble servant will forever serve You."

The figure seemed to realize something, quickly prostrating on the ground, speaking respectfully to the distant ethereal silhouette.

"Rise."

"Well done, I didn’t expect you to be able to welcome my descent so quickly."

"Consider this a small gift for your journey."

The ethereal figure’s calm voice echoed.

The gaze did not fall on the figure, but instead turned to the void.

"Are you not coming out yet?"

"Filthy humans."

After pausing for a moment, the ethereal figure’s calm voice arose.

"Clap!"

"Not bad, as expected of Osiris, the God of Death managing one of the Three Rivers of the Netherworld, you discovered us so quickly."

A light, teasing voice arose, and in the next instant, the void tore open, and several figures emerged from within it.

Each person’s aura was powerful; the moment they appeared, their Divine Kingdoms began to spread across the entire world.

"Eleven Upper-Rank Gods."

"I didn’t expect that after Ragnarok, you filthy humans could possess such strength."

The ethereal figure spoke with contemplation, seemingly unfazed by being ambushed.

As the Main God, upon awakening, he knew everything.

Yet he didn’t place much importance on it.

A Main God is a Main God; even newly returned, one still utterly surpasses Upper-Rank Gods.

For him, whether one Upper-Rank God or a dozen made no real difference.

"Filthy, really such an unpleasant term!"

"Osiris, you’re not what you once were; the Netherworld has long vanished into the annals of history, even five Rivers of the Underworld have shattered. Now, how much power do you even have?"

A figure scoffed, though a note of seriousness flashed within.

The existence of a Main God indeed relies on their authority.

For a Main God tied to the Netherworld or Divine Domain, the fracture of the nether realm and divine domain can indeed affect their power.

But no matter the impact, they are still a Main God.

"Filthy humans, you are courting death!"

Hearing the figure’s words, the ethereal figure turned enraged.

"Boom!"

"Rumble!"

"Splash!"

Amidst the tremendous roar, the Nether River’s waters surged instantly.

A terrifying aura of death spread across the world.

An ethereal figure descended from the throne.

The entire time violently fluctuated.

And as Osiris stepped out from time.

The Upper-Rank Gods moved instantly.

Powerful auras spread across the heavens as Divine Kingdoms thunderously descended upon the realm, colliding with the arriving netherworld.

Divine Power spread.

"Boom!"

"Rumble!"

Their powers constantly collided.

Instantly, that time and space were utterly isolated.

Yet even with time isolated.

The few present at the western garrison clearly felt the terrifying sensation.

"It’s begun!"

Thor whispered, his expression growing increasingly solemn.

Meanwhile, Marquis Engel, Morris, and Tono exchanged glances, a huge wave stirring within their hearts.

They knew not what the situation was.

But the dreadful disturbance from afar left them aghast.

"What is that place?"

Finally, Morris couldn’t help but utter.

Yet no one answered him then.

Neither Marquis Engel nor Tono.

At this moment, gazes fixed not far away onto the sky.

Of course, they weren’t the only ones noticing this.

In the void, many eyes began to converge upon it.

Especially those hidden within the Blazing Kingdom.

Now filled with excitement.

"Indeed!"

"Ha ha ha, those fools of the Death Church, truly think the Empire full of fools!"

"As expected, preparations were made beforehand."

One chuckled aloud, unable to hide excitement and flush.

Not just because this result validated his hypothesis.

More importantly, the outbreak of this event, regardless of the outcome, could serve as an opportunity for the Abyss to descend.

For them.

Nothing could be more thrilling.

"Indeed, those guys are just a bunch of fools."

"But it’s just as well; without them, it wouldn’t have been as easy to distract the Two Great Empires."

Another voice quickly chimed in agreement.

He too appeared excited and flushed.

To them, fate was favoring them.

Even they found it unbelievable.

Originally, a casual cooperation, hoping for a chance.

Yet unexpectedly, the opportunity landed so directly, as a rare chance, it might not just be a regular Abyssal opportunity.