Genesis: Starting with Growing Mushrooms

Chapter 497 Anomaly, Fierce Battle

Xibo knew this clearly.

He was defying fate.

They've defeated a forbidden zone for mortals once, but what about the future?
The other side keeps going back and forth. If he stops, he will eventually be overthrown by those ordinary people!

"Mortals are getting stronger and stronger."

"Their universal artifact has become extremely powerful."

He can only wait for the next divine being to appear, or perhaps kill a god.

But the previous Demon King, Levi, attempted to attack God and ultimately died, a fact that Siba witnessed.

First and foremost, there are gods who cannot act.

God, the god of immortality, the god of merchants, the god of chaos, Baal.

Secondly, he ruled out Magalas and Xu Changsheng, the Pure Yang True Immortal who was equally difficult to kill.

finally.

He set his sights on Death.

Because the locations of other gods are uncertain, one's own telephone object is like a fixed target!

The Grim Reaper's location is very easy to pinpoint. As a shut-in who resides in the world of death, he is a clear target. I can find the right time, send a large army in, and launch a surprise attack on him instantly.

Let's gather the power of the entire multiverse and attack this Grim Reaper!
Although, death cannot be killed.

But this level of attack was enough to make him lose consciousness and fall into a state of continuous paralysis.

He could take the opportunity to snatch several of Death's divine objects.

Once the divine object is taken, the other party is doomed.

After careful consideration, Xibo sighed inwardly, "My phone mobilization was so grand and impressive, it couldn't possibly escape the notice of those gods."

"Therefore, I will allow a few more forbidden zones for mortals to rise."

"Then, under the guise of eliminating these restricted areas, they gather a massive amount of telephone karma. Finally, they strike unexpectedly and kill them in one fell swoop."

Xibo's calculations were quite good.

That's exactly what he did.

8000 years into the multiverse, the remnants of the Crystal Kingdom still have a lot of tricks up their sleeves, spreading the technological foundations they have broken through.

Many powerful individuals obtained this breathing technique and broke through their limits one after another, with forbidden zones for mortals appearing one after another in the multiverse.

Within a mere thousand years.

Twenty-eight universes declared their independence from the rule of the God of Faith, becoming independent mortal kingdoms, and the sign "Gods and humans must not enter" spread throughout the universe.

Merchants' Headquarters.

Magalas, like God, learned to retreat.

After all, every mythological era has its protagonists, and taking a detached view of the changing times and the evolution of civilizations is a perfectly good choice.

Seeing this scene, one can't help but analyze:

"The situation is quite bad. If things continue like this, this god of faith will probably be finished very soon."

The God of Merchants smiled. "Indeed, he has no power to prevent the knowledge gained from the forbidden zones of mortals from spreading among the people. He cannot seal this information away, nor can he achieve a monopoly!"

"If he wanted to completely block this knowledge, he would probably have to kill all living beings in the entire multiverse and create a physical break in civilization."

Magalas frowned slightly. "But that's impossible. Mortals are his foundation. If he killed all the people in the universe, it would be tantamount to suicide."

At this point, no matter how you analyze it, this god of faith is doomed!
The people began to oppose him.

He couldn't possibly kill all the civilians.

He doesn't possess the divine power of fate, so altering these people's memories is simply impossible.

Even if Magalas put himself in Xibo's shoes, what if he were Xibo right now?
I'm afraid there's nothing we can do about it!
"If I were Xibo, no matter how capable I was, I would still be limited by the characteristics of a divine object, and I probably wouldn't be able to stop this mighty historical tide."

Magalas suddenly felt a deep sense of awe for all of nature.

No matter how amazing a person is, they cannot escape the inevitable fate of certain eras.

So far, Xibo's operations and decisions have been flawless, without a single mistake.

He is also extremely diligent, managing 3000 parallel universes, which is something that not everyone can do. Xibo has a lot of energy and can be described as a super workaholic.

The epochal changes he spearheaded are also evident.

The bottleneck that had held them for countless years was finally broken, resulting in a large number of ninth-tier, ninth-level beings.

Magalas sighed softly, “I suddenly realized that my rise to power was not due to my personal talent or strength, but rather because I was born at the right time and place as a god-king who overthrew the gods.”

Born of the times.

If it weren't for Him Garlas, there would probably be Dog Garlas.

So-called geniuses and prodigies are the least valuable.

For example, wasn't the Crystal Emperor from before monstrous enough?
For example, the first Demon King Levi, born with a ninth-order divine spin, was also terrifyingly strong.

But none of them became gods; they lacked the right time, place, and opportunity to rise to power, so they died.

Magalas said, "Perhaps it's not time for Xibo to die yet. We still need him to open up the ninth tier and tenth level. Should I help him out and reset his aging state?"

Clearly, there is a sense of awe for the times.

But Magalas still treated Cipol, the mythical protagonist of this era, as a pawn to be used!

"How you do it is your business. I am the God of Merchants, and I remain neutral." The God of Merchants does not offer his own opinion.

Magalas nodded. "Let me see what he's planning to do. There are 28 penalty areas right now, that should be enough to give him a run for his money."

According to Magalas's estimates.

Xibo is probably not going to be able to hold on much longer! Because new penalty areas are still appearing.

Xibo's defeat was inevitable; he was no match for the siege of all mortals.

as predicted.

Several years later, the penalty area seemed to have formed a tacit understanding, and it sprang up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, and in the blink of an eye, it rushed straight to the 100-penalty area mark!

And it is growing rapidly.

At this point, not only Magalas, but everyone believed that Cipol could no longer stop these exponentially growing mortal kingdoms.

The second-generation Demon King seems to be on the verge of death.

That's when.

"Bold traitor!"

Xibo's voice echoed throughout the fortified area that formed a continuous defensive line: "How could you possibly withstand the immense power of the entire universe?"

Having said that, 2900 phone calls from various universes arrived simultaneously at this moment, at different times and locations, forming a mighty torrent.

"coming!"

"Everyone, stop them!"

"The day of slaying the gods is this morning!"

Voices from all the major mortal kingdoms rose and fell, filled with solemnity, awaiting this decisive battle.

Everyone knows that the God of Faith must stop them. If they are not stopped, their numbers will continue to expand wildly, and then this God will surely die.

In other words.

If they can hold out today, their slaughter of the gods is a foregone conclusion!

"You're asking for it!"

Xibo suddenly made his move, and countless telephones converged, forming an earth-shattering blow that had never been seen in the history of the multiverse!
This attack is enough to destroy several parallel universes.

Even God's previous battles pale in comparison to the overwhelming power of this divine might.

In everyone's eyes, the terrifying causal telephone line expanded and stretched, turning into a curved noodle, which suddenly passed through a death serpent captured from the enemy army years ago, opening the gate to the world of death.

boom!
Power converges on the world of death.

Mohrshik, who was watching the drama unfold in the world of the dead, had a look of disbelief in his eyes. "It seems like I've dialed the wrong place?"

He murmured something, and the next moment he already knew what the other person was going to do.

"Madman!!" he cursed under his breath, and frantically ran towards the depths of the world of death.

But the multidimensional attack behind him had already spread across the entire sky behind him, completely engulfing him in an instant.

"What happened? What's going on?"

"What about the enemy's attack?"

At this moment, the third emperor of the third-generation mortal kingdom, the third-generation Crystal Kingdom, saw this scene and stared blankly at the sky, at a loss for what to do.

The attack descended, tearing apart the gates of the world of death. Countless threads of cause and effect transformed into a ball of yarn, tightly binding Death God Morshock.

Squeezing, circulating, tearing, entanglement.

Although Death is immortal, he is imprisoned alive, his consciousness is being constantly destroyed and torn apart, and he no longer has the ability to think.

The third-generation emperor of the Crystal Kingdom stared wide-eyed at the sight, a hint of fear in his eyes. "If this kind of attack were to fall on us, we wouldn't be able to withstand it at all. We underestimated him."

Everyone's eyes were filled with shock, as if they had survived a catastrophe.

But then a surge of anger welled up inside them.

Now they naturally guessed that this guy was using them as a decoy, and that the enemy's forces, accumulated over many years, were actually intended to attack another god.

"Is he insane? Doesn't he know that if he doesn't destroy us now, but instead expands to 200, 300 forbidden zones in the universe, and the territory of mortals keeps growing while the territory of gods keeps shrinking, will his influence grow weaker and weaker?"

"Yes, if he doesn't kill us now, we can develop our strength during the intervals between attacks, and he will definitely lose."

Amidst everyone's hesitation, the Emperor of the Crystal Kingdom revealed a heavy expression, "No, he is clever. He is looking for a way to solve the problem once and for all, to directly kill another god."

"Gentlemen, we cannot let him succeed! We must stop him, we must save Death!"

Everyone was stunned.

We, are we saving another god?

Help Death?

"But we can only exert our combat power if we defend the space territories we occupy. If we go out, we will be alone and our combat power will drop significantly."

Everyone hesitated.

If we go out and give up our advantage, getting involved in God's war, we'll probably face a nine-out-of-ten chance of death.

"No, this is the only way!" The Great Emperor of the Crystal Kingdom, a man of great talent and strategy, declared, "Even if it costs us our lives, we must save the God of Death. Otherwise, the God of Faith will have no weaknesses, and our descendants will find it very difficult to kill a god!"

Everyone understood the importance of this matter.

He cursed under his breath, thinking how brilliant Xibo's move was, cutting off the enemy's supply lines.

Not only did they ambush and kill Death, they also forced them to leave their tortoise shells and go out to their deaths!

Kill two birds with one stone.

"This is a god of faith." Many people's eyes revealed a hint of fear.

But after the initial fear subsided, countless powerful figures emerged, shouting, "Everyone, follow me to slay the god!"

In an instant, a chaotic battle broke out.

Mortals and the strong, gods of faith, all flocked to the world of death.

(End of this chapter)