You want me to take out a loan to practice cultivation? I'll just pay off the debt physically.

[The God of Slaughter, who enters the Dao through slaughter, and grows stronger through slaughter.]

Therefore, the moment he completely ignited his own divine source and burned everything to obtain the strongest true god combat power in the universe, the seemingly stable order of the entire spirit realm began to crumble.

The situation is completely out of control!

He is not aimlessly heading towards extinction, but rather engaging in an ultimate sacrifice, fueled by life and offered as offerings to deities.

[Although its own divine soul and the origin of its rules are continuously dissipating in this frenzied burning, heading towards irreversible collapse.]

However, the God of Slaughter, using his own power as a foundation, constructed a perpetual motion machine of slaughter that instilled despair in the gods.

With each harvest of divinity, with each fall of a true god, the vast origin and shattered fragments of rules are forcibly plundered and devoured, becoming nourishment to fill the void left by its own burning power.

What's even more terrifying is that each successful kill, each extreme experience of death and end, honed his killing skills like a whetstone.

[Amidst this torrent of destruction, his understanding of the rules of slaughter deepened, and his own power increased accordingly.]

Thus, in this bloody feast that he himself instigated and which swept across the entire spirit realm, the God of Rules placed himself in an absolutely unsolvable, suffocating positive cycle.

The more he kills, the more life essence he plunders, allowing his burning divine soul to sustain itself for longer.

The longer he can hold out, the more time he has to hunt down more gods.

The more gods he hunts, the deeper his understanding of the Way of Slaughter becomes, and the stronger he grows.

The stronger he became, the more terrifying his speed in slaughtering true gods grew.

The faster he slaughters, the more efficiently he can reap the rewards.

This cycle repeats itself: killing is survival, and survival is solely for killing.

This deadly cycle, like an ever-accelerating, relentless vortex of destruction, dragged the entire spirit realm into an unprecedented Ragnarok.

This catastrophe, ignited by the God of Laws, far surpassed any other massive divine war in the history of the spirit realm in terms of its devastation.

Compared to this Ragnarok, all previous notions of the Ragnarok era have become a joke.

[It was even more terrifying and more despairing for the gods than the fall of the gods to the mortal realm caused by the upheaval of the spirit world's will.]

This is truly the end of the gods!

The gods are no longer revered and eternal beings, but have become prey to be hunted, fleeing in panic beneath a blood-red sky, their shattered divine essence echoing throughout the universe.

The ruthless and insane nature of the God of Laws, driven solely by a desire for slaughter, ignited the deepest fear and despair in the hearts of the other true gods of authority.

Many true gods, after witnessing the fall of their companions and sensing the chilling killing intent locked onto them, knowing they could not escape death in the end, still recklessly ignited their divine source.

They sacrificed everything to gain power beyond their limits, so they could do whatever they wanted.

In a sense, they were not fighting for survival, but rather to unleash their final, most dazzling brilliance before utter annihilation.

Faced with these fellow beings who had also chosen to self-ignite their divine source and were destined for destruction in a short time, a rare hint of friendship flickered within the cold will of the God of Laws.

He chose to let it go!

After all, his goal wasn't to slaughter every single individual god.

Instead, the goal is to drastically reduce the number of true gods in the universe, break the long-established divine hierarchy that hinders the ascension of newcomers, and open the path to godhood for other beings, especially members of the Red Heart Society.

Since these true gods who possessed self-igniting divine sources were destined to perish amidst their glory, why should he waste his power to bring them to an early end?

Let them burn, let them unleash their full power before destruction; the final result will be the same.

However, these self-immolating gods, shrouded in the shadow of death, each had a different mindset.

[In despair, some true gods develop twisted resentment and bitterness.]

Why should I be the only one to die?

Why am I so unlucky?

Among the powerful gods of the spirit realm, there are many whose strength is similar to mine, or even weaker.

Why didn't they die?

Is it just because they were lucky?

【no! 】

If I am to die, then someone must be buried with me.

Since I am no match for the God of Rule-Based Killing, I will drag other true gods of similar stature down with me to our deaths.

Therefore, in their final moments, they no longer clung to fighting against the rules that killed them, but instead turned their attention to those fortunate individuals who had not yet been ignited.

[They frantically used every means at their disposal, trying to drag more true gods down with them.]

This aligns perfectly with the God of Rules' intentions.

The other part went into utter madness, recklessly unleashing the ferocious power gained from their self-immolation upon the God of Slaughter. Even if it could only leave a tiny, insignificant scar on its powerful body, they would not hesitate!

Even more remarkably, despite the extreme pain and power impact of spontaneous combustion, they maintained a chillingly absolute rationality. With precise calculations, they launched a reckless, self-destructive attack that would destroy everything in their path.

These self-destructions, with their terrifying power, did indeed have a substantial impact on the God of Laws, leaving behind hideous cracks and charred marks on his indestructible body.

However, what truly hindered the perpetual motion machine of slaughter that was the God of Rules, preventing him from recklessly slaughtering everyone and growing stronger with each kill, was not these sporadic, desperate counterattacks.

Rather, they come from the deepest recesses of the spirit realm, from those ancient beings who have lived for countless ages and whose profound knowledge is unfathomable.

[The six supreme true gods, standing at the very top of the pyramid of power in the spirit world, the first tier of authority, finally felt a deadly chill originating from the depths of their souls under the ever-increasing, seemingly endless, terrifying aura of the God of Slaughter.]

Although the Rule-Based Killers don't seem to be prioritizing them as targets right now, they can no longer afford to stand idly by.

With each true god who falls, the aura of the God of Slaughter grows stronger, and the cyclical killing machine operates faster.

If this continues unchecked, what if this madman, amidst this endless slaughter, actually manages to touch upon the legendary realm beyond true gods?

What awaits them is utter and eternal annihilation!

However, their joint attack was not to protect their weak comrades who were being slaughtered, but purely out of the coldest consideration for their own survival.

[The Rule-Killer!]

This mad god, whose path is to slaughter and whose pleasure lies in destruction, displays a terror and ruthlessness that even reminds them of the true gods of the Red Heart Society who once succumbed to madness.

【Do not! 】

[Perhaps even worse!]

After all, intelligence indicates that this God of Slaughter is a descendant of the Red Heart Society.

Is the ultimate fate of becoming a god in the environment of the Red Heart Society to descend into such reckless madness?

Or perhaps, within that pure and devoted bloodline, there inherently flows a mad gene of destruction and fanaticism?

Countless doubts and uncertainties flashed through the minds of the powerful gods, but the more they thought about it, the more plausible it seemed.

[In the year 9854 of the Extraordinary Calendar, the Ragnarok, ignited by the God of Laws, did not subside with the passage of time; instead, it raged like a demonic flame infused with divine blood.]

Despite the combined efforts of six ancient true gods from the first tier, who laid an inescapable trap in an attempt to ensnare the God of Laws in the core battlefield, [the situation remained unchanged].

However, completely imprisoning a top-tier true god who is also at his peak and willing to burn everything for power is no less difficult than capturing a runaway, self-destructing void storm with bare hands.

[The God of Rules is like the deadliest ghost, always able to find the smallest gap in the control network, or forcefully tear open a hole with absolute power to continue his bloody hunt within the spirit realm.]

Thus, in the heavens above the spirit realm, the extraordinary celestial phenomenon that symbolized the fall of a true god and should have caused universal mourning, after appearing repeatedly over the years, became commonplace.

Blood rained down, stars wept, and the laws of nature cried out in anguish.

These extraordinary celestial phenomena, which had not appeared even once in several eras, began to permeate the spirit realm's heavens under the power of the rules that annihilated the gods.

The billions of beings in the spirit world went from initial terror and despair to numb acceptance, and now to taking it all for granted.

When events of divine death, once a once-in-a-millennium occurrence, become as frequent as the changing seasons, even the greatest sorrow will be worn down by time, eventually fading into the indifferent routine of daily life.

The power of the Rule-Based Killing God remains unparalleled in the universe; its killing efficiency is terrifying even at the level of true gods.

However, under the continuous encirclement and suppression of the six top ancient gods, as well as the layers of obstacles set up by the joint defense of other surviving true gods, his speed of reaping gods has ultimately decreased significantly compared to his initial unstoppable peak.

This seemingly minor drop in efficiency is fatal to a rule-based killing god who relies on a cycle of killing, replenishing, and becoming stronger to maintain his burning state.

His gains from killing began to fall short of the rate at which his divine source was being consumed by intense burning, and his power began to gradually decline.

The cycle of destruction has begun to crack, albeit subtly and irreversibly.

[The God of Rules was fully aware of all this.]

He could clearly sense that the light of his fiercely burning core of soul was gradually dimming.

But his will did not waver or falter in the slightest.

From the very beginning of his spontaneous combustion, he was destined to die.

[If that's the case, then before it's completely extinguished, drag as many of these decaying gods as possible down with it into eternal darkness.]

The more he kills, the less threat from the spirit world will be faced by the force he protects, the force that inherited his unwavering ideals.

This, then, is the ultimate meaning of his existence.

This was also a crucial channel through which he poured all his energy into venting his inner pain.

[To die for a loyal heart!]

[Even in death, there is honor!] (End of Chapter)