Chapter 871 - 368: Bountiful Rewards
Chapter 871: Chapter 368: Bountiful Rewards
Lear looked at the elegant and noble, somewhat haughty, exquisite figure before him, and took a deep breath.
"Your Highness...has the mastermind been eliminated?"
His gaze turned to the severed head, a man in his forties, eyes wide open, with traces of reluctance and anger visible in his pupils.
But the opponent’s specific identity was hard to discern; his Power of Authority had dissipated, leaving only the Divinity of a Divine Spirit.
The Goddess of Misfortune’s gaze was as sharp as a knife.
"The God of Flame and Rekindling—Dikya, was the main driving force behind this conspiracy."
The God of Flame and Rekindling?!
Lear was somewhat surprised as he looked at the head on the ground.
This name is rather complex; the God of Flames is more widely known.
Such a powerful Divine Power has existed since the dawn of creation, never having fallen.
His fame was entirely on par with the God of Justice, Master of Dawn, God of War, and other ancient giants.
Unexpectedly, it was he who drove all of this.
"What is his goal then? To gain the Authority of Creation and become the new Creator God?"
The Goddess of Misfortune responded, her tone icy.
"Yes and no...his previous divine name was — Flame of Embers."
"To ignite and burn the entire world, and reconstruct a new world from the ashes, he would thus become the creator..."
"This idea had never been shown before; I thought he knew the reality, understanding what could and couldn’t be done...but didn’t expect he’d be entangled by Authority, wanting to plunge the world into the Abyss, destroying everything!"
The God of Flames is a neutral Divine Spirit; such a spirit having sinister thoughts is ten times more dangerous than those Evil Gods who constantly scream to destroy the world!
Because he didn’t consider his actions as evil, rather as a path to power, a means for the world to be reborn.
And until the very last moment, it was difficult for outsiders to discern their true intentions.
Lear was feeling somewhat stirred as he looked at the severed head.
This was indeed a powerful deity, yet he had never thought they would meet in such a manner.
Taking a deep breath, he spoke solemnly.
"Is he the only one?"
The Goddess of Misfortune’s eyes became sharply intense.
"He is not the only one...he is merely one of them."
"In the darkness, there are hidden existences that cannot be disclosed!"
"But those beings have not emerged...he is merely one of their representatives."
"According to our conjecture, these dark forces intent on overthrowing and burning the entire world have already formed an alliance."
"They want to destroy everything in the current world and create a world they hope to see."
"The God of Flame and Rekindling is not even the most powerful among them..."
Her tone became somber as she spoke.
"I’ve even sensed an aura approaching that of the Father God..."
Lear’s expression became serious.
Although he had long anticipated there were far more hidden hands in the dark.
Receiving confirmation still brought heaviness to his heart.
God knows if their notion of world destruction will be enacted, this is a world where divine spirits rule the order, not a low magic world.
He certainly doesn’t want to perish inexplicably when the world collapses...
The former ancient Evil God—Master of Dark Crows—was likely one of them too.
The Tyrant Monarch, who had been killed whilst aligning with Master of Dark Crows, became wildly audacious, clearly having received some information...but his status was too low, and nobody cared about him after his death.
The Goddess of Misfortune seemed to remember something after finishing, her gaze bore into the severed head of the God of Flames.
"Moreover, we can sense that he is not dead...his Authority has already reassembled elsewhere."
"But that place is shrouded by an impenetrable force, and I can’t scan it."
"Perhaps that is where those sewer rats gather."
Lear’s eyes narrowed slightly.
Goodness, even with his head chopped off he’s not dead?
Such Powerful Divine Power is mighty hardy.
"Your Highness, what do you plan to do next..."
"After this battle, I suspect those masterminds won’t easily provoke the Divine Pantheon again."
"But once they strike, it will definitely be with lethal precision, and other Divine Spirits will become targets, especially those maintaining the existing order, the key node spirits."
"I need to unite them."
Lear understood.
It can be imagined after experiencing this failure, when they do emerge again, it will undoubtedly be earth-shattering.
Their objective is to overturn the entire world, and those guardian spirits will surely be the first to be targeted.
Uniting more allies to resist the encroaching darkness is no doubt urgently needed now.
Having ascended as Main God, the Goddess of Misfortune has the qualification to push this matter forward.
During their conversation, the forgotten God of the Wild and the Stars fell into prolonged silence.
From the moment the Goddess of Misfortune appeared carrying the head of the God of Flames, he felt a chilling sensation spread through him.
The God of Flames, such a formidable being, had fallen?!
And behind him, there was support from those beings?!
Thinking back to the basic tasks left unaccomplished in this war, he felt an icy dread.
He seemed to foresee the inevitable fate of the Wild Pantheon...
But now, it was beyond rectification!
With deep unwillingness and anger, he cast a long glance at the revived vine city, a sharp wave of his hand.
"Retreat!"
Then he gazed icily at the Goddess of Misfortune and Lear for a long while before his body suddenly shattered with a crack.
Transforming into Energy Annihilation.
The Wild Pantheon’s army, despite losing tens of thousands in the final strangulation wave, still numbered close to two million, a terrifying quantity.