franphil Chapter 346 God is Dead
Chapter 346 God is Dead
Chapter 346 God is Dead
I can't take it anymore!
Caught between the clash between the gray fog and the chaotic sea, the "Dark Angel" Shael felt that even if he were to die, he would prefer to die a swift and painful death in battle rather than be violently killed by the power of the gray fog and the chaotic sea.
Can the darkness still lead Redemption Rose to victory?
Because the Chaos Sea is becoming increasingly restless and disobedient, it can only rely on its limited authority to launch increasingly fierce attacks on the Gray Fog Space. Xia'er, who "preserves his military power through border conflicts," is very worried about whether the Goddess of Night is still alive.
If he remembered correctly, he had two impressions of the outcome of this divine war: one was that the Goddess of Night seized the opportunity to kill the Ancient Sun God, who fell into a dream created by Night before his death; the other was that the Ancient Sun God was about to win, annihilating the Redemption Rose, when a problem arose within him, and he cracked open...
"If He doesn't split open, I will."
Shael held the first blasphemous tablet and was now considered omniscient and omnipotent. He used the authority of the White Tower to deduce that the Goddess of Night and the others should have done their best.
The possibility of Grisha saving himself is also extremely slim. Even if he wanted to learn from the Imaginary Dragon and split his personality, it wouldn't work. If he did that, it would be hard to say who would be the one to be separated. Suicide is probably not an option either, otherwise he would have committed suicide long ago, and there wouldn't have been this battle of gods.
"There is no way to directly attack the ancient sun god."
"Kill...it seems he can't be killed."
"In this era, there isn't a single member of the Gui San family who can shoulder the heavy responsibility."
Chael closed his eyes. He had originally intended to save this move for the future God, but it was appropriate for this occasion.
Within him, the consciousness of the primordial God began to revive, and the chaotic sea, which had become increasingly difficult to control, became docile.
"God is dead!"
Holding the first blasphemous tablet formed from the bones of God, and with the aid of the omniscience and omnipotence provided by the Chaos Sea, Xia'er was naturally able to use the hermit's mystical reappearance and the perfect one's utilization of the history of civilization. This already happened, predetermined, mystical knowledge, or rather, truth, began to manifest its power.
God is dead!
The defilement of God's bones can prove it, the historical mists drifting within the palace can prove it, and the history of Earth's civilization can prove it.
This is the truth.
The Vice-King of Heaven, the Left Hand of God, sat on his throne, allowing his body to dissipate amidst the encroaching gray mist. Within him, the revived consciousness of the primordial God also fell silent.
The spirit worm within returned to the mists of history, landing on an empty, profane stone slab on the throne.
This is a pronouncement made by the "Dark Angel," who is almost equivalent to an incarnation of God in a mystical sense, through the power of the Chaos Sea.
After the Dark Angel sacrificed himself, the phantom of the Chaos Sea dissipated. Since the Dark Angel was dead, it was natural to respond to the call of the Ancient Sun God. The power of the Chaos Sea dissipated, and the gray-white mist in the palace lost its opponent, paused briefly, and then pursued it.
Can we fight whenever we want, and run away whenever we want?
On the side of the "Ancient Sun God", the chaotic sea beneath his feet was almost tangible, and the enormous light and shadow illuminated the world. The brilliance that even the Earth's barrier could not block out even illuminated the entire solar system, attracting the attention of several outer gods in the starry sky. However, they were still restrained and did not attack the Earth's barrier.
With such a deterrent effect, the three gods, Feng Zhibai, and Feng Zhibai, had completely lost the will to resist.
The Goddess of Night was as white as paper, the God of War's sword was broken, the Earth Mother retreated, and the other Angel Kings were in no better shape, especially the God of Spirits, who, even though he was hiding at the very back, looked like he was about to die at any moment, even more disheveled than Feng Zhibai.
The Chaos Sea responded to the ancient sun god. As the ancient sun god began to merge with the projection of the Chaos Sea beneath his feet, a running task process within the Chaos Sea was triggered.
God is dead.
But it seems that "God" is not dead?
The ancient sun god who merged with the chaotic sea was somewhat affected, but this was not enough to dismantle the current ancient sun god.
Even if this truth is justified by an avatar of God at the cost of his own life.
The ancient sun god would not let such a small trouble prevent him from merging with the chaotic sea. Instead, he accelerated the merging process. Thus, the source fortress attack, which followed the projection of the vanished chaotic sea, landed directly on the head of the "ancient sun god," like a mountain crashing down on the ancient sun god's fate.
Boom!
The "Ancient Sun God" was protected by a divine radiance, and the power of purification once again enveloped his entire body, clearing away anything impure within him. However, this also exacerbated his instability, and the "curse of God's death" seemed to have become a death warrant, leading to his expulsion through purification.
"Chance!"
The Goddess of Night saw the grayish-white mist that appeared and realized that Source Castle had provided assistance for some reason. Her somewhat despairing expression cheered her up again. The Lord of Mysteries was an existence equal to the Primordial God. If Source Castle reacted, then there was still a chance to fight.
The goddess of night doesn't need to elaborate on this principle. The earth goddess has raised her staff again, and the ancient sun god's abdomen is swollen, indicating that a life is being conceived. Although the ancient sun god quickly interrupts the process, the earth goddess does not give up.
The broken Twilight Greatsword of the God of War shines once more.
After the ancient sun god casually slapped open the decaying twilight and began absorbing the chaotic sea, he had already surpassed Sequence 0. Even when these true gods and the King of Angels attacked together again, it only caused some minor trouble. Even the gray-white mist above his head was held back by divine power.
There was no disturbance in the gray fog space. A stream of light, invisible to ordinary people, flashed, and the second caster descended. It chose a Sequence 5 elven singer who had died in the divine war. The elven's eyes were tightly closed as it continued to sink in the sea.
"God is dead."
A soft murmur echoed in the unknown depths of the sea.
Above the sea, the blood of the ancient sun god was spilled. The goddess of night did not expect that she could actually pull the ancient sun god into a dream and deliver the crucial blow. As a deity with the authority over dreams, she could clearly feel the changes in the dream, such as the gathering of some gray and white mist.
"Mysterious?"
As Grisha's consciousness returned, he opened his eyes and looked at the gaze cast from the high heavens. It was a divination performed by Klein in the future through the Dark Cross stained with the blood of the ancient gods. Klein, who was conducting the dream divination, never expected that the ancient sun god trapped in the dream could see him, and with such a fervent gaze. Golden flames ignited in the gray mist space, and the divination ended.
The goddess of night saw nothing, but she heard whispers in her dream. Her brow furrowed slightly as she looked toward the place where the ancient sun god had once gazed, a thoughtful look flashing in her deep eyes.
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