Invading the Multiverse, the Creator of the Only Real World

Chapter 235 Battle of the Gods
To create a paradise, you must have the power to realize it, and once you make a promise, you must fulfill it.

Zhao Hong swung his knife and chopped the prisoner who was holding the scales. The biggest hidden danger in human society is people's ultimate pursuit of goodness and beauty.

This world is built on sin, but humans have created legends of goodness and beauty.

And now.
The gods have emerged in response to their call.

But can humans accept this kind of kindness?

"Every existing profession will be endowed with its own characteristics. The way of sequence has already appeared in the world. General Zhao, how long can you hold on?" The prisoner said softly.

"The world is being torn apart, society is collapsing, and the gods will become a great net that supports humanity."

The most terrifying crisis hidden in human society is the way of sequence. Everyone can choose his own path from the beginning. As long as he delve into this path to the deepest level, he will be able to become a god.

This is the road to becoming a god!
But such a path has completely destroyed this civilization, because they can all exist alone.

The so-called society is a society where a minority rules the majority. Many people cannot restrain themselves after they have power, just like the lower-class laborers in the old times. After gaining power, they seize their own positions and oppress others.

The world has always been like this, full of darkness and filth.

"I hereby swear an oath."

"Seeking a strong enemy, without distraction, hunting down a sworn enemy, or expelling a lesser evil, I am willing to challenge a greater evil."

"There is no mercy for evildoers. You may show mercy to ordinary enemies, but there is no mercy for sworn enemies."

"Victory justifies all means. Moral speculation is of no help in destroying our great enemy."

"See evil done, and do what I can to make amends. If my enemies have harmed the world, it is because of my fault: I failed to stop them in time. I must dedicate myself to helping restore everything that has been harmed by the crimes of my enemies."

When the prisoner shouted out his oath, the justice power in his body became extremely powerful, containing supreme power and sacred will. It was not only the swing of a weapon, but also the gathering of faith and courage. When the prisoner performed this move, it seemed to contain the justice and power of heaven and earth. The air around him seemed to tremble, and the light gathered in an instant, like the dawn, dispelling darkness and despair.

The sword slashed down suddenly, and the light was like a rainbow, cutting through the sky, accompanied by a strong storm, sweeping over in an instant.

Shock, freeze, burn. Faced with such a righteous move, Zhao Hong held the knife in his backhand and used a unique move.

"Return the Dragon and Slash!"

It was a unique move that perfectly combined speed and skill. He gripped the hilt of the knife with one hand, lowered his body and stood up, like a beast ready to strike, releasing unparalleled power in an instant.

The Supreme Slash was extremely domineering, but Zhao Hong's sword was even faster, and the blade drew a graceful arc in the air, forming a blade fan.

The blade flashed with cold light, like a fierce storm, sweeping around in an instant, stirring up a gust of wind and dust. The prisoner only felt that he was in a ruthless blade storm.

In this short moment, the blade rotates rapidly with the attacker as the center, forming a deadly circular blade fan. The cutting of the blade and the wild dance of the wind and sand are intertwined, producing a strong killing power. The prisoner has no way to escape and can only be forced to face this whirlwind-like attack. Every inch of air that the blade passes through carries a sharp breath, tearing the enemy's defense line.

At this moment, Zhao Hong turned into the wind, agile and swift. Every cut was accompanied by a wild dance of wind and sand, which lasted for about ten seconds. The rotation of wind, sand and the blade finally stopped, and a tense atmosphere filled the air.

He slowly returned to his original posture of lowering his body and holding the knife handle backwards, as if everything had turned into a shadow in the whirlwind just now. However, the prisoner had been completely chopped into pieces, leaving only blood on the ground.

"General, everything you believe in has told you that mankind must gather under a grand ideal, but I think he has also told you the ultimate purpose of your faith."

Everything about the prisoner turned into light all over the sky. In the light, Zhao Hong could see a sacred figure. Its outline was tall and majestic, like an angel descending from the sky, emitting an awe-inspiring aura. Every ray of light flowed around it, like the protection of a god, illuminating the surrounding darkness.

The God of Justice is watching over this world, but they still cannot set foot in this world until there is someone who can truly practice their path to the end.

"You will not replace humans as judges." Zhao Hong said word by word.

Watching everything that happened on the Blue Planet, the incarnations saw that gods had been born and were replacing many of humanity's original institutions.

"This is how gods govern human society. What gods? They are obviously advanced AI." Nuwa complained.

But the question now is, why is the birth of gods a good thing for the human world, but humans are so resistant to it?

"Because order is constantly changing, and gods are a symbol of stubbornness," said the Green Emperor. "The current gods are beneficial to human society, but once society is about to change again, the gods will stop it because they cannot accept the future."

In Central Africa, the giant transformed by Li Mo is fighting with a giant with various ancient runes painted all over his body. Blood and spells are all over the body of the God of Blood Sacrifice. In order to survive in the new era and bring his original ancient world back to this world, this God of Blood Sacrifice stepped on the corpses of tens of thousands of humans. Wherever he passed, blood was everywhere. The giant bronze sword in his hand was swung down suddenly, carrying thousands of wails.

A brand new era has arrived, and the one who is on the road to becoming a god is——

"So, humans are really an interesting race." The Holy Lord casually swallowed a big insect, which was his favorite delicacy.

On the road to becoming the Dragon God, he is already ahead of everyone else. As soon as the old guy who dares to usurp his throne appears, he will kill him.

If the old guy doesn't show up, it doesn't matter, because
Looking at the land in the distance, a gate emitting a dark aura has stood on the snowfield, and countless dragons are carrying heavy supplies.

This legendary portal is indeed like a grand temple gate, exuding a solemn and mysterious atmosphere. Its design is amazing and magnificent, as if telling countless ancient legends and secrets. On both sides of the gate stand towering dragon pillars, with the dragon's body winding and circling, carved to be lifelike, but without the slightest sacred glory, but surging with dark and evil demonic energy.

The door frame was made of twisted and solid black metal, the surface covered with ancient runes and strange patterns, flickering with a faint light.

Each rune contained profound knowledge and power, and seemed to be telling the history and purpose of the door, and foreshadowing the unknown realm it led to. The patterns were sometimes clear and sometimes blurred under the light, as if they were having some kind of silent dialogue with the observer.

In the center of the door was a deep darkness, like an endless abyss, swallowing up the surrounding light. Anyone who approached could feel the strong attraction and fear. This dark door built by the Lord himself connected the endless twisting void with the Blue Star dimension. This was -

"Dark Portal!"

(End of this chapter)