The sun hung low on the horizon, its crimson light painting the battlefield in eerie shades of gold and red. The human army stood in formation, their armor gleaming under the dying light.
Following the last words of Kent, the human army raised a strong defence line with their greatest effort. The four generals personally reinforced the defence line with their dao elements and powerful talisman.
Yet, despite their preparation, a suffocating silence loomed over them. Fear. Doubt. Hopelessness.
Their greatest warrior, Kent, was missing from the battlefield. This is the main reason for the disappointment of the human army. A leaderless army is nothing but a headless snake. But what can anyone do when Kent decides to seclude himself at a critical moment.
Inside a secluded tent, Kent sat upon the eternal Lotus flower, a sacred gift from the Music God. His body remained still, yet his mind was a storm. All his thought focused on one single thing.
‘How do I defeat her?’ he thought, clenching his fists.
The Forbidden Goddess of Destruction and Death was an entity beyond comprehension. If she unleashed her full strength, the battle would be over in mere hours. The fate of his family, his comrades, and the entire mortal world rested upon his shoulders.
Believing in him, the entire human wizards marched to the spirit world. But now the very forbidden goddess stood against them.
Yet, no spell, no technique, no strategy surfaced in his mind. Every thought twisted in chaos, laced with the fear of losing those dear to him.
‘I can’t lose them… I must find a way…’ Kent gritted his teeth, trying to silence the growing terror in his heart. He had fought countless battles, but none like this. The Forbidden Goddess was not merely a foe; she was the embodiment of annihilation itself.
Suddenly, a voice whispered in his mind, “The answer is not in fear, Kent. It lies beyond it.”
His breath hitched. The words did not belong to him. Someone—something—was guiding him.
Closing his eyes, he focused, letting go of fear, allowing his mind to unravel deeper into the depths of the arcane.
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Storm God Palace…
Far above, in the celestial realm, the Storm God paced inside his grand temple, his silver robes billowing with each step. The news of the War God’s intervention had reached him moments ago, yet his mind was still processing it.
“The War God… has he lost his mind? How can he choose to fight?” he muttered, his voice heavy with disbelief.
A crack of thunder echoed across the sky as his frustration grew. He turned to his trusted general, the Storm Knight, who stood waiting for orders.
“The War God will lose his right to ascend as an Old God if he interferes,” the Storm God stated.
“Yes, my Lord,” the Storm Knight replied. “But… do you not believe this was bound to happen? The War God has always been reckless when it comes to protecting mortals.”
A smirk tugged at the Storm God’s lips. “Reckless, yet righteous.”
The room fell silent for a moment before the Storm God let out a deep breath. “Prepare the army,” he commanded. “We will not let the War God stand alone.”
The Storm Knight bowed. “And what of the other gods, my Lord?”
The Storm God’s gaze darkened. “Those who wish to cower behind rules and meaningless politics will be left behind. We march at dawn.”
As the Storm Knight left to fulfill his orders, divine energy crackled around the Storm God’s fingers. He had been waiting for this moment. The celestial war had begun.
Elsewhere, the Goddess of Lust, the Music God, and a few other divine beings who had supported the War God wasted no time. They gathered their forces, adorning themselves with divine relics, and prepared to descend into the battlefield. For them, this was not a moment of hesitation. It was a moment of long-awaited purpose.
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Mystic Palace of Space God…
Meanwhile, the Space God’s palace shook with fury.
“The War God has defied the decree of the gods?” he bellowed, his cosmic energy warping the very air around him.
His generals kneeled before him, their expressions grim. “Yes, my Lord. And the Storm God, along with other deities, has chosen to side with him. Their armies were marching towards Demon castle.”
The Space God’s eyes burned with celestial wrath. “Fools! They dare disturb the plans we carefully laid out?”
One of his commanders hesitated before speaking, “My Lord… should we not also consider—”
“SILENCE!” the Space God roared. “We do not question the decree of the Old Gods! If the War God chooses to throw away his chance for ascension, let him! But we will not allow him to plunge all realms into chaos.”
He turned to his most trusted ally, the Fire God. “Summon all our allied deities. The Elemental God, the Frost God, the God of Weapons, and every deity who upholds the celestial order must march against the War God’s faction.”
The Fire God nodded, his blazing form pulsing with intensity. “I shall summon them at once.”
The command spread like wildfire. Within hours, the celestial realm was split into factions—those who sided with the War God and those who opposed him.
Across countless realms, divine armies gathered. The Fire God’s soldiers, engulfed in infernal flames, marched alongside the Frost God’s ice warriors, their combined strength a testament to the power of order. The Space God himself led an elite force of celestial knights, their weapons forged from the essence of the stars.
And then there were the mortals.
As the gods prepared for war, the common folk, once ruled by these divine beings, rose in response.
Among the various races—elves, dwarves, beastkin, and even ordinary humans—some took up arms in support of the War God, believing in his righteousness. Others remained loyal to the celestial rulers who had governed their lands for centuries.
The entire spirit world had become a-battlefield.
Brother turned against brother. Gods against gods. Mortals against mortals.
A war unlike any before had begun.
