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Chapter 1818 Dancing Among the Gods, Severing the Underworld! (Long Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets)
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The skeletal giant stared at Heo, who was barely able to stand, and raised his hand, causing the entire thick fog to twist and tremble in that instant.

That terrifying and trembling power surged forth from the raging fog, rising like a roaring wave, and directly gripped He Ao's throat.

Thin, delicate hands emerged from the earth, grasping He's ankles, his calves, and then moving upwards until He's entire body was covered by bones.

The skeletal giant sitting on the throne coldly stared at Heo, "Whatever you have done is child's play to the gods. Under the absolute power of the gods, all your schemes are nothing but child's play."

He slightly turned his palm, and twisted shadows burst forth from the thick fog, attaching themselves to the skeletons and beginning to seep into He Ao's body and soul.

At this moment, his true power is being revealed.

“I’m tired of playing games with you. Since you miss your son so much,” the skeletal giant clenched his fist slightly, “then go and keep him company.”

Intense pain surged through He'ao's consciousness like a tidal wave, yet he merely raised his head and quietly gazed at the skeletal giant. He opened his mouth, and a hoarse voice, like a broken gong, echoed through the surging fog.

Do you think that gods are truly omnipotent?

He lowered his head, seemingly questioning the skeletal giant, or perhaps talking to himself.

boom--

The earth and time itself trembled at that moment. A brilliant red light seemed to illuminate the end of the world. Then, the red light moved closer and closer, like a blazing sun exploding, or like a blade slicing through time.

This radiance fell upon reality, transforming into a howling storm, instantly whipping up the dense fog with its crimson fury.

Nourishes—

The shadows hidden in the mist, before they could make a sound, were wiped away by the crimson storm, and even the skeletal giant sitting on the throne was violently shaken in the raging storm.

His slender bones were being tossed about in the storm, as if they might be ripped from his body at any moment.

The bones that were wrapped around and attached to He Ao's body were also blown away by the wind at this moment, crashing into the building next to him.

The entire magnificent city, along with the enormous magic array resembling an eye, was revealed at this moment.

Even the night sky, which had been shrouded in clouds and mist, regained its clarity and brightness at this moment. The bright stars and the moon hung in the sky like the eyes of the gods, watching over the crimson below.

The entire sky was shrouded in a thin layer of red mist.

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A dense cacophony of whispers echoed through the twisted forest and reverberated across the blood-red mountain peaks.

The thin, emaciated figure raised its head and looked at the blood-red mountain in front of it, at the enormous figure whose chest was pierced and whose entire body was covered by armor.

As he gazed at them, the dense whispers seemed to gradually simplify and become clearer in his ears, transforming into words that he could hear clearly.

"Resurrection" ... --

It seemed to be the overlapping thoughts of some great being, or the voices of millions speaking at once.

A raging sea of ​​thoughts seemed to descend upon this space at this moment, overlapping with the towering mountains and twisted forests, stretching to the very end of time and space.

And in this endless sea of ​​thoughts, a huge vortex stands there, gathering all the ideas together.

That was the biggest and only 'thought'.
resurrection!

The thin figure raised his head, revealing the young man's somewhat gaunt face.

Nell, or rather, 'the usurper'.

He Ao had redeemed the card long ago, and through immersion in consciousness, it took him a long time to reposition himself and enter the mountain forest.

In the Nel dungeon, Heo entered this valley in a dream, and that was the first time he saw this enormous corpse.

In the book in the underground library of Ilyaan, it was said that after the God of War died, he fell into the distorted spacetime near the planet, where a special region called 'Invitel Canyon' was born.

The name of this canyon means 'the land of reversals'.

This mountain range clearly doesn't match the description of a 'canyon'.

But here, time and space are 'reversed'; going up the mountain is like going down, and going down is like going up.

If you turn a mountain upside down and insert it into the earth, and then remove the physical form of the mountain, in a sense, it becomes a 'canyon'.

Long ago, He Ao believed that this was the so-called Inviter Canyon, and that the mountain peak standing there was naturally the remains of the God of War.

This is the 'tomb' of the God of War.

But the book also mentioned that the tomb of the God of War, the Invitel Canyon, is right next to the planet, which is also next to the instance world.

The God of War died in a siege by the God of Death, the God of Order, the Goddess of Beauty, and the Eternal Light. This divine war was likely the source of the great storm that destroyed the original Federation.

Coincidentally, the power of the underworld disappeared in the instance world around that time.

The underworld was very likely isolated from the dungeon world during that divine war.

And only... could achieve such a 'feat' in the war of gods.

He Ao gazed at the enormous corpse atop the mountain, feeling the turbulent sea of ​​thought, and began to synchronize his own consciousness with that sea of ​​thought.

The very existence of 'Neil' is the embodiment of the 'will' that the God of War wants to revive.

This will was also the strongest thought among the remaining thoughts of the God of War.

In that instant, He Ao felt those twisted and terrifying thoughts explode in his mind, and his consciousness and soul were almost torn apart at that moment.

But his movements did not stop at all; he still raised his arm, synchronizing his consciousness with the raging sea of ​​thoughts.

boom--

At a certain moment, the enormous corpse standing atop that massive mountain range trembled slightly.

The distorted spacetime around them boiled over in that instant, and He Ao's body lost the restraint of gravity and floated in the air.

However, He Ao was no longer aware of what was happening around him. He simply raised his hand and slowly raised his arm until it was above his head.

At that very moment, a violent storm erupted in the vast sea of ​​consciousness.

He Ao slowly brought his raised hand inward, and then suddenly clenched it.

Something seemed to emerge from the radiance in the void.

In the blur, He Ao seemed to see a towering figure in front of him, rising up amidst a dazzling crimson glow.

His body was so majestic that the stars around him appeared small and dim.

That was the god of war of the past, a scene from the past imprinted deep in this space-time.

The figure stood in the vast starry sky, raised its hand, and grasped the void in front of it.

A dazzling crimson light gathered in his hand.

He gazed ahead, a crimson light illuminating the heavy armor, as if blood were seeping from it, coalescing into the wrathful gaze of a god.

That gaze pierced through endless space, seemingly crossing the boundaries of the past and future, and the intervals of time, looking at his enemy.

A terrifying pressure rose from that enormous body. In that instant, even after a long period of time, He Ao seemed to synchronize with that enormous body, and a surge of fighting spirit rose from the bottom of his heart.

That was the fighting spirit of the weak against the strong, the fighting spirit of never surrendering even in the face of death. This fighting spirit surged up like a tide, impacting the stars and even time and space.

But at this moment, the magnificent body did not make any further movements. Instead, it lowered its head and looked down at He Ao.

At this moment, He Ao's eyes were also stained crimson, and his entire heart was buried by the rising fighting spirit. But in that instant, a chilling loneliness from his soul filled his heart.

He gazed at that magnificent, colossal body, meeting its gaze.

In that instant, this magnificent body took a step forward.

That step spanned the countless stars in the sky, and also the eternity of time.

A new consciousness began to emerge from He'ao's soul, from that rising fighting spirit.

Behind the continuous mountain range where He Ao had originally been, a phantom starry sky appeared in the heavens, and intense red light trembled at that moment.

They seemed to sense their master returning from death and about to rejoin his body.

A violent feeling of suffocation surged into He Ao's heart. He wanted to resist, but he had no chance to resist at all.

His body began to glow with a blazing red light, and endless knowledge and memories surfaced in his mind. His body gradually grew larger and more magnificent, and thick armor plates appeared on his body.

He was enveloped by a surging fighting spirit, determined to continue the battle that had not yet 'ended' in the past.

He was getting closer and closer to the terrifying presence that was approaching.

It was as if that ancient being, long gone, was about to 'return' to his body.

At that moment, four beams of light—two yellow, one orange, and one purple—suddenly surged forth. As if they had been lurking there all along, they quickly merged together, transforming into a massive barrier that stood before the colossal figure, isolating it from time and space, and from the boiling crimson light.

Like a seal that locks in time and space, it seals the past in the past and isolates the future in the future.

The fighting spirit that filled He Ao's body vanished in that instant. His previously swollen body and the armor covering it disappeared once more. The power and memories that surged forth like a tide also receded like the tide.

In He Ao's sight, the enormous armored figure that stood like a mountain in the starry sky still stood there, standing in that past illusion.

Everything was just as before, as if nothing had happened—the step that figure had taken, the rising fighting spirit and radiance. Even the four rays of light that formed the barrier had vanished without a trace.

The enormous figure stood in the void, the crimson light still shimmering beneath his helmet. He seemed to be looking at the enemy ahead, or perhaps he was looking across time and space towards He'ao's direction.

He raised his hand, gripping the crimson light emanating from it as if he were holding a giant blade that transcended time and space, and swung it downwards.

The Milky Way shattered, the sun and moon torn apart.

This crimson radiance tore through the deepest layers of the universe, cutting out the world hidden in the deepest part of spacetime, revealing the high mountain hanging upside down above that world, and the eyes on that mountain.

Streaks of purple light connected the world, attempting to stitch the world that had been cut apart back together.

However, that crimson radiance went a step further, tearing apart time and space, tearing apart the world, and completely slicing open the deepest part of the universe.

An invisible barrier separates this world from its wounds, cutting the entire world apart.

The wound was so deep that it was as if it had left a mark on the rules of that world, preventing that world from ever trying to heal itself again.

At this moment, the tall and magnificent body withdrew its gaze, raised its head, and looked ahead, as if looking at its enemy, or as if watching He'ao.

He gazed at that magnificent body, at that deep world of the universe, at that dim void, at that crimson wound that had fallen into that deep world.

He raised his hand, as if grasping the void, just like that magnificent body.

The whole world trembled slightly, and streaks of crimson light gathered in his palm.

Then he suddenly slashed downwards, sending the crimson light crashing down into the boundless universe and the dazzling starry sky.

In that instant, the starry sky was also sliced ​​open in his vision, revealing rays of light from the bottom of the world, revealing the magnificent and terrifying world hidden in the deepest part of the world.

It revealed the enormous, crimson wound left on the surface of the underworld.

The wound has dimmed considerably and no longer shines as it did in history, but it still stands there, cutting the world in two and leaving an unhealable wound.

Within this wound, orange and purple light are intertwined, and it seems that a part of the world that has been cut open is about to be cut open again.

Beyond that wound, there was a tiny ray of new life, clinging to the wound, connected to it, and connected to the world within it.

He watched all this, and continued to project the crimson light in his hand downwards.

That magnificent and enormous body seemed to be standing behind him, grasping the dazzling crimson light, repeating He Ao's actions, and projecting the light downwards.

At that moment, the purple light that was originally inside the wound noticed the crimson light projecting downwards and immediately rushed towards the wound.

But just a moment before it reached the wound, the purple light was intercepted by the orange light, and was forcefully blocked from entering the wound.

At that moment, the crimson light cast by He Ao reached the edge of the wound, and a dazzling light shone out from the wound once again, with fine runes resembling the rules of the world lighting up on it.

With a crisp sound, the faint glow of new life fell off the wound and also fell off the magnificent underworld.

The two intertwined orange and purple rays of light paused slightly.

The surging purple light pierced through the obstruction of the orange light, outlining a heavy, oppressive, upside-down mountain.

A faintly visible eyeball emerged from that noble abode.

Slightly emerging from behind the wound that shimmered with crimson light, it looked upwards through the wound that pierced the world.

They stared at He Ao, who was bowing his head, and at the huge, illusory figure behind him, shrouded in armor.

He Ao calmly lowered his head, meeting the gaze of the radiance.

The rift that had been cut through the entire universe slowly healed, obscuring the view on both sides.

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