After leaving the world of all NPCs

It was a fateful sinking that made her willing to burn for it, to dedicate everything for it, to live and die for it.

It was as if I came into this world just to fall in love with him.

Shokaku froze in place, his eyes wide open, the image of the young man on the screen clearly reflected in his pupils, nothing else.

"Sister Shoukaku?"

Zuikaku was quick to notice her sister's abnormality, and following Shokaku's gaze, she also looked at the small TV.

boom!

The same impact hit Zuikaku's heart without reservation!

Those yellow eyes, as vibrant as the rising sun, suddenly shrank the moment they met the face on the screen.

Pupil earthquake.

The sword on her shoulder made a clang sound, and the heavy tip of the sword fell heavily on the smooth wooden floor, but she didn't feel it at all.

What external master.

What blasphemy.

What revenge.

All thoughts were completely shattered in an instant!

She felt a surge of scorching heat sweep through her body instantly, and her heart was beating wildly in her chest, as if it wanted to break free and jump out.

The blood is rushing and roaring in the veins.

The soul is ignited.

Zuikaku was completely frozen, his eyes filled with only the reflection on the screen, filled with love and obsession.

She even forgot to breathe, just stood there blankly, forgetting to pick up the knife.

Amagi stood behind them, his purple eyes sweeping over the crane sisters who were instantly petrified, as if their souls were pulled out, and then looked at the three foxes on the tatami who were also attracted by the screen.

A deep feeling of helplessness, a mixture of "as expected" and a trace of throbbing that I had not even noticed, surged into my heart.

She sighed silently, but her eyes involuntarily turned to the small TV screen.

……

The center of the Eurasian continent is so desolate that it seems to have been forgotten by the world.

The boundless Gobi Desert was steaming with heat waves under the scorching sun, and all that could be seen was monotonous ochre yellow and iron gray.

The wind blew up dry sand and dust, making a whimpering sound.

Right in the middle of this desolate place, a pattern so large and frightening that it makes one's heart tremble is etched deeply into the hard earth.

It was the magic circle of the Kabbalah Tree of Life, with intricate and mysterious lines, and ten circular "essence" nodes dotted on it like stars.

The entire magic circle almost occupies the area of ​​a football field.

Ye Zuochen stood in the center of the magic circle, a simple piece of clothing fluttering slightly in the hot wind. His eyes calmly swept over the eleven girls in front of him who were standing precisely on their respective nodes symbolizing "essence" according to the instructions.

Origami Tobiichi symbolizes the "crown", Nia Honjo symbolizes "wisdom", Kurumi Tokisaki symbolizes "understanding", Yoshino Yotsuya symbolizes "compassion", Kotori Itsuka symbolizes "strictness", Rokumi Hoshimiya symbolizes "beauty", Nanashi symbolizes "victory", Yamai Yakuya and Yamai Yuzuru symbolize "glory", Yui Miku symbolizes "foundation", and finally, Tohka Yatogami symbolizes the "kingdom".

Sakuragi Mano, Kazuno Toori, and Hachimiya Gum stood nervously in the central area behind Ye Zuochen, right next to the hidden node symbolizing "knowledge".

A voice that only Ye Zuochen could hear rang out in his mind, carrying a hint of worry: "Chen, is this really feasible?"

Ye Zuochen silently responded in his mind, his thoughts clear: "Rin Ni, don't worry. The core of the [False God Fishing Method] is to make an equal exchange with [Fate]."

"At this moment, the threads of cause and effect have converged into a vortex here."

"All we did was throw enough bait into the Undead Realm to attract their attention."

He paused before transmitting, "The target is the method Sventovite himself told me. Gather the power of the ten great spirits to summon Him."

"To be on the safe side, I deliberately chose the original spirit that symbolizes the virtues of the essence, rather than the reversed evil spirit."

"As a Slavic god who can only be defeated by Jehovah himself, he must be of the same level as Taiyi God. According to Pandora, even among the countless gods, there are only seventy-seven great gods..."

"He wouldn't have overlooked even the methods he himself had instructed, right?"

After a series of experiences in the world of 3019 (Battle), Ye Zuochen has figured out some things.

The gods of mythology seem to fight.

The purpose of the battle is to fight for something, and participating in the fight requires "registration", which means finding a name from human mythology to use.

Generally, people look for the names of gods in mythology.

One way to start this kind of battle is to annex new universes...

There may be other requirements, but the [Big Light Ball] held by Ye Zuochen can indeed serve as the key to starting the war.

Among them, Sventoveit, the supreme god in Slavic mythology, chose the name "Sventoveit" and mindlessly started a war, but was defeated by the god named "Jehovah" in the Old Testament mythology.

Taiyi God formed an alliance with the Chaos Emperor.

They probably want to merge into one, so that in the future when they challenge one person alone, they will attack together, and when they challenge all the creatures in the multiverse, they will also attack together.

However, they don't seem ready.

So Taiyi God thought of taking advantage of the opportunity when other gods were fighting, running to the ground and grabbing Ye Zuochen, and then starting another round when he and the Chaos Emperor were ready.

So, theoretically speaking, Sventovit, Taiyi God, and Chaos Emperor are on the same level.

No matter whether their heads felt like they were hit by someone and their strength was greatly reduced after they came down, at least they were ruthless people in the [Undead Realm] who could kill a godslayer like Ye Zuochen with just one finger.

"That's right." Remembering that she was also summoned by Taichi God with the ringing of a bell, Sonogami Rinne seemed convinced.

"Alright, the base point is in place, the anchor point is ready." Ye Zuochen focused his mind, "The ceremony begins!"

The dormant cursed energy in his body erupted like a dormant volcano.

The magic circle was activated instantly.

Sakuragi Mano, Kazuno Touma, and Yagiya Gyou, who were standing behind him, felt an irresistible force descending upon them. Their bodies tensed involuntarily, their hearts beat wildly, and they almost suffocated.

A low and majestic chant flowed from Ye Zuochen's mouth:

"Use the foundations of all realms as a needle to pry open the wall of delusion!"

"O one who bears the sevenfold stars, listen to the echo of the contract!"

"Here, I offer the radiance of the Ten Pillars to ignite the beacon of destiny!"

"Those who are entangled with the undying obsession, bear witness to our sacrifice!"

"Crossing the corridors of eternal silence, returning from the other side of chaos—the thunder of the Slavs! The horn of war! Eternal glory!"

"Answer destiny's call and manifest your divine power at this moment! Descend! Sventorvit!"

The entire Kabbalah formation suddenly burst out with light that shot up into the sky.

hum-

At the ten essential nodes, the spiritual power of the ten elven girls was like a lit bonfire, forcibly drawn together by the mighty power of the magic circle, and transformed into ten beams of light of different colors, which were injected into Ye Zuochen at the central abyss node.

At the same time, a purer and more dazzling light burst out from Sakuragi Mano, Kazuno Toori, and Yamiya Gyou.

The power of destiny gathered in an instant, resonating with their twisted destinies.

Ye Zuochen suddenly stretched out his right hand and clenched it forward, pulling hard at the chest of the three women.

Chi la——!

He actually pulled the three golden threads out from the hearts of the three anchor girls.

Their twisted destinies were instantly controlled by Ye Zuochen's will and converged into a huge torrent of destiny guided by ten elves.

boom--!

Light exploded in the center of the magic circle, and a huge "outline" outlined by the power of destiny condensed.

It has no fixed form. Sometimes it is like a roaring beast, sometimes like a towering god, and sometimes it turns into a storm that fills the sky and the earth.

A sense of indifferent and ruthless "gaze" suddenly descended, like billions of icebergs pressing down on Ye Zuochen, locking onto him tightly.

Become!

The gods' attention has been successfully attracted!

Ye Zuochen swung his left hand like lightning, and the wooden door leading to the [NPC World] appeared out of thin air.

"Go! Get in! Get out of here!"

The women immediately ran towards the wooden door.

Just as the women rushed towards the wooden door and their figures gradually disappeared in the light behind the door, a fierce and loud voice suddenly rang out from the outline of fate surging wildly in the center of the magic circle:

"Good boy! You have indeed done what I said and completed everything required for the ritual! I will come down at your command and take your life... Hmm? Wait! Why is the aura of the eighth essence so mixed? No... Never mind! A few flaws won't affect the overall situation! I will come down right away-"

Before he could finish his words, a voice filled with impatience and fighting spirit rudely interrupted him.

"No! This opportunity is mine! Get out of here, old man!"

Ye Zuochen's heart trembled, and he instantly recognized the voice.

Perun, the god of thunder.

Wait a minute, Sventovit seems to be saying that the eighth prana is wrong.

The Yamai sisters are not...

Ugh?

It seems like I have some preconceived ideas.

Logically speaking, the spirit that truly symbolizes the eighth element should be Feng Shi Yawu...

"Boy! You won unfairly last time! This time I'm coming down personally and will crush you completely!"

Perun's voice was like thunder.

"You little bastard! He summoned me! I am the old man! Don't interfere! Get out of here!"

"Old man! If you lose, you lose! Stop talking so much nonsense! Give the opportunity to the young people!"

The wills of the two gods collided and struggled fiercely in the twisted outline of fate.

The outline that had just taken shape suddenly became extremely unstable and began to vibrate violently.

Just as the struggle reached a fever pitch and the outline of fate was about to be torn apart, a will containing the flames of the forging of the world brutally and forcibly intervened.

"This boy... has a grudge against me!"

Svarog's voice rang out.

Perun and Sventovit shouted at the same time: "Svarog! You——"

However, it was too late.

As if sensing that the channel was about to close, or that the channel itself had become extremely fragile and violent due to the struggle between the three gods, the wills of Perun and Svarog actually gave up the struggle, followed Svarog, and forcibly squeezed their own [divinity] into the outline of destiny that was about to take shape.

boom!

Endless light swallowed up everything, and then "existence" itself shattered.

A "point" whose form cannot be described and whose essence cannot be seen directly was born at the center of the explosion, as if it were the reverse process of the collapse of the cosmic singularity.

Then, a terrifying divine power mixed with the thunder of war, the flames of forging, and the judgment of the future erupted from that "point".

It's like the remains of a star that has been sleeping for billions of years awakening.

It was like the giant pillars supporting the sky collapsing.

boom!

The earth shattered like a fragile eggshell. With the explosion point as the center, countless bottomless cracks spread out in an instant, swallowing up the surrounding Gobi and boulders.

The sky was torn apart, the clouds evaporated, revealing a distorted chaos of colors behind.

Divine power, heavy, cold, scorching, sharp, and corrupt...

The immense divine power ignored the distance in space and pressed down fiercely towards Ye Zuochen like a collapsing mountain, crushing the will of all gods!

146 Triglav the Disobedient