On the battlefield.
The human side's advantage grew ever larger.
The demons were practically suffocating. Every demon lord was stopped by their corresponding new god, and there were also subordinate gods. The demons were completely at a disadvantage.
The aura of chaos continued to spread, and the demons' strength continued to decline.
The shadows of the four gods had vanished from the battlefield.
They had moved to the rear, around the massive rift in the demon camp that led to the abyss.
Just minutes ago, this rift had been continuously spitting out more demons for the frontline attack.
But now.
The rift seemed to be blocked, making it difficult for even a single demon to escape.
The four gods were using their power, which allowed them to penetrate the inner world, to block the entrance to the abyss.
Although it wouldn't last long.
But it was enough to last until the humans could fully defeat the demons.
A demon's orange-yellow eye floated before Alka.
He followed Alka as he watched the demons who had mocked him being slain one by one, their divinities stolen from them one by one.
Some divinities were even seized on the spot by the warriors who had successfully slain them.
Suddenly.
In the sky, a mirror-like moon appeared in the daylight.
The moment it appeared, it shrank as if falling.
"Now, die!"
"Bang!"
A deafening roar.
A huge circular ripple appeared obliquely across the sky.
The immense force sent a demon tumbling into the ground, almost as if it had teleported.
The overwhelming force caused the entire ground to sag, creating a massive circular crater about a kilometer across, like a fallen meteorite.
In the center lay a deep pit.
The entire ground began to shake violently.
Vast clouds of dust drifted through the air.
Countless demons perished under this violent force.
The attacking humans could not help but pause and steady themselves.
The Star-Moon Valkyrie floated in the sky.
The powerful force emanated from her.
The Crystal Dragon Beast, watching this scene from afar, couldn't help but reach out its claws and touch its neck.
Its enormous dragon eyes, with a hint of pity, gazed at Alka, who stood a short distance away, staring at the scene in shock.
"Hiss! This power is too outrageous!"
This power was concentrated, pouring entirely into the demon's body.
But even the aftermath had a tremendous impact on the surroundings.
The smoke and dust dissipated.
Sofia teleported before Sullenster, who was practically dead.
He glared, as if about to say something.
But Sofia ignored him and plucked the demonic sword from the ground nearby. The blade was bent and broken, practically useless.
He lifted the sword and slashed the demon's head clean off.
Then, with a powerful kick,
Like a soccer ball, he sent the demon's head soaring into the sky.
Like a shooting star, it vanished.
The body dissipated.
Only a few wisps of divine essence remained, floating in the air.
It seemed that only now, after the torture had completely died, did Sofia's rage finally ease. He took a few deep breaths.
On the other side.
Falor's body lay pale and lifeless on the ground, like a plaster statue.
His soul had long since been shredded and dissipated.
The divinity within his body, torn into pieces along with his soul, was also ripped out.
All he could see was Lucelia's retreating figure.
The demon's eyes beside Alka swung wildly.
"Now you've seen the fate of these demons who mocked you. You too deserve death."
Alka said, grabbing the eye and crushing it.
Until the very last moment, the demon's eyes swung wildly.
Of course, Alka knew what he wanted to do. He wanted to speak, he wanted to vent his fervent desire for ridicule.
But how could Alka let him do that? Suffocate him until death.
The war continued.
The demons were nearly limitless in number.
The further they advanced, the more frantic the demons grew.
These demons had almost completely lost their sanity, filled only with a bloodlust and a desire for destruction. Chaos raged through the very sky.
This was the final order the Abyss issued to these demons after learning of the situation.
Clearly, the Abyss knew this invasion had failed and intended to use these demons, unable to leave, to wreak final destruction on the world.
With the death of each demon, the chaotic mood grew.
This forced Alka and the others to deal with the remnants of chaos in the sky.
The Four Gods were responsible for stabilizing and blocking the rifts leading to the Abyss.
The New Gods were responsible for clearing away the remnants of chaos to prevent them from accumulating and causing further disasters.
The war below also descended into a lengthy cleanup.
The demonic corpses and the molten blood they left behind nearly vaporized the entire land.
This demonic territory felt as if it had entered a molten fire.
…
The slaughter lasted seven days.
As a soldier swung his sword and severed the last demon's head,
As far as the eye could see, not a single demon remained standing.
All the demons had been reduced to corpses on the ground.
These demons made no attempt to escape, fighting madly until the very last moment under the influence of the abyss.
Before them,
was a rift in the world.
It was a chasm leading to the abyss. The pitch-black abyss, like an eye of darkness, stared down upon them.
"We... have won!"
"Victory!"
"Oh, oh, oh!"
"Go home, we can go home!"
A variety of roars of joy erupted from the warriors' throats.
The joy spread across the entire tragic demonic land.
Many were lost in this battle.
The demons were almost completely annihilated.
But the human casualties were even more staggering.
The blood of demons and humans mingled and flowed across the land.
"Ten thousand years have passed. I never thought those once mortals would become such valiant warriors."
An ancient dragon, coming to help according to an ancient pact, spoke from its seat on the earth.
"I don't know what these mortals once were like; that's something only my grandfather and his family know.
But these humans were indeed valiant warriors, that's for sure."
"The ancient pact is fulfilled. We have fulfilled our fathers' ideals, relieved their suffering, and should rest their souls in peace.
This concludes the pact. Farewell."
A gigantic dragon spoke, its figure vanishing like a speck of light.
They had come here through the pact with the Crystal Dragon and the pillar of hope. With victory, the boundless hope was no longer necessary.
Having fulfilled the pact, they too should return to their homeland.
Though this was once their true home.
As the dragon vanished, dragon after dragon nodded in greeting. The group of volunteers, drawn by their admiration, began to vanish.
But similarly...
Many dragons were curious about this world, the world their fathers had once inhabited, their own former homeland. They seemed to be planning to stay.
‐‐Alka and the others were reunited after a long absence.
‐‐Jason walked over and hugged Alka.
‐‐"It's a little late, but I have to say welcome back."
‐‐"Haha, thank you. I didn't expect you to ascend to godhood before me."
‐‐Hearing this, Jason smiled. "I'll have to have a good chat with you about this."
‐‐Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but smile.
‐‐At this moment, everyone had attained complete divinity.
‐‐Alka looked at Matresha: "Didn't you find a suitable crown?"
‐‐Matresha shook her head helplessly, spreading her hands and saying helplessly: "They are demons after all. You can't expect these demons to have any divinity suitable for me."
‐‐Hearing this, Alka could only nod helplessly.
"Okay, but it doesn't matter. We can trade them later, same principle."
"But before that, I have one last important thing to do."
Arka said, slowly approaching the edge of the abyssal rift.
The four gods still stood at the four corners of the rift.
Arka and the others approached.
Sofia and the others bowed slightly to the four gods.
More people arrived.
The bishops, the new gods.
However, it could be seen that many were absent.
The Holy Blade Maiden, Greyfar, and the Storm Priests of the Church of the Storm...
Some of them died in this battle, while others were seriously injured.
Unable to make it to this final moment.
In the rear, countless soldiers were cheering and celebrating, and receiving treatment.
Upon their arrival, they first bowed to the Four Gods.
They all bore wounds of varying sizes.
Looking at these scars, Life waved a hand.
The power of resurgence surged within them, and the wounds were rapidly healing.
"Arka, do you think you have a way to permanently resolve this problem?" the Sea God asked, looking at Arka.
Just now.
That's what Arka had said.
The Four Gods had originally intended to seal the rift, then slowly dispel the abyssal aura within it. They would cut off the entrance to the Abyss, and then slowly repair the rift.
This was the source of the explosion that had once destroyed the world, and this wound was far from easy to repair. A thousand years ago, it might have been nearly repaired, but things didn't go as planned, and then, with the subsequent invasion of the Abyss, the rift, which had nearly been repaired, became even more damaged.
This wound had barely healed when it was stabbed again and again.
Completely repairing it would be no easy task.
Arka nodded.
Under the gaze of the crowd and the gods, he opened his hand.
A glass ball, wrapped in an unknown object, appeared in his hand.
Through the glass, the crowd could sense the extremely strong aura of the Abyss within.
"This is the Abyss Core I stole from the Devouring Mouth when I died ten years ago.
Though I haven't done much research in the past ten years, my scattered soul fragments have taught me a great deal about demons.
This Abyss Core is highly connected to the Abyssal Layer. Perhaps through it, I can sever the Abyss's connection to this world once and for all, completely expelling it from this world."
Arka crushed the glass ball, then grasped the Abyss Core with his own hand.
He closed his eyes.
The aura of the Abyss began to spread, as if drawn towards the rift.
Under everyone's gaze, a vast amount of Abyssal aura poured in, guided by some strange technique of Alka's.
The abyssal aura from the scars of the entire world seemed to be drawn in, and began to gather in large quantities.
It was as if the rift leading to the Abyss was generating a suction force.
The Abyss was being pushed away by the abyssal aura.
Finally, Alka opened his eyes, tightly grasped the Abyss Core in his hand, and threw it all in at once.
Like some kind of psychic explosion.
The angry voice of the Abyss echoed in everyone's ears.
It remembered Alka and everyone present. Clearly, they had provoked a truly formidable being.
But it didn't matter; the Abyss was already hated by everyone.
The abyssal aura began to recede.
The dark hue of the rift leading to the abyss began to fade.
It became a pure chasm.
The outer astral plane could be seen through this vast chasm; it was the greatest scar.
As the germs and rotting flesh from the wound were removed, the entire world seemed to take on a new lease of life.
Life smiled and said, "I can feel the world's joy."
The power of Order was rapidly spreading across the area.
The piles of demonic corpses were rapidly reduced to ash by the spread of Order.
The dark land and lava volcanoes, once stained by the aura of the demonic abyss, were also quickly removed by the arrival of Order, returning to normal landscapes.
The world seemed to be reborn, though it wasn't yet vibrant.
"How wonderful," Julia said, extending her hand to observe the changes around her.
The world of the past.
There's no such autonomous repair mechanism.
Now, however, the world is autonomously repairing itself.
This stems from their work, demonstrating that their work is bringing real progress to the world.
They are truly making the world a better place, repairing its countless cracks.
They are alleviating the world's pain.
The Virgin Mary gazed upon this vast chasm, upon the greatest wound in the Mother's flesh.
He said, "Perhaps, perhaps once the wounds are healed, Mother will be able to awaken."
Hearing this, the Sea God looked at him and said bluntly, "How can that be so easy? Mother's body is too damaged."
Hearing this, the wise man beside him said, "You seem to have forgotten the divinity we stole from the demons in this battle, which originally belonged to the Abyss.
If the beings above the world master this divinity, perhaps the essence of divinity can be returned to the world and fill the gaps that were originally missing."
Hearing this, the Sea God seemed to remember something.
Looking into the distance.
Those mortals who could not gather here, those powerful warriors, had already begun to gather together, exchanging the divinity they had obtained.
In just a few days, in just a moment, a large number of powerful beings just short of the crown level were being born one after another.
A large amount of divine essence was connecting with the world through the links within their bodies.
This is also part of repairing the world.
"Perhaps, it's really possible?" Poseidon said uncertainly.
Looking at the rift.
Arka's eyes had somehow transformed into a crystal-like, golden glow.
He seemed to see something.
He couldn't help but recall the phantom of the Four Gods he had encountered in the memories of history.
"Secrecy can make you, but it can also destroy you.
Just like the destruction of my past self, in the end, it will be sacrificed."
Go, I just hope you don't become too dependent on him."
Looking at the crack before him.
A sudden realization struck Alka.
Perhaps.
Perhaps it's time.
Perhaps now is the best time.
Secrecy has made me who I am, and I'm slowly beginning to break free from it.
But I don't know when I started to become dependent on it again.
As Alka himself once replied.
"I'm not good at anything, but I'm good at taking advice." "
He knew his limitations.
He never believed he could master and suppress the so-called secrets.
But...
What a powerful power!
It could see through all secrets, even the secrets of the future, see through everything in the future, and find the best path for himself.
What if?
What if he could master it?
What if he was even more gifted than the Four-Part God once was?
After all, he wasn't from this world, was he? Yet, he still saved her thanks to this world.
I can be considered a savior of a different kind.
When these words fell on Alka's heart...
Alka stretched out two fingers without hesitation and plunged them into his eye sockets.
"What are you doing!!" "
Lucilia screamed, horrified by Alka's reckless self-harm. She immediately transformed into a spirit form, nearly abandoning her own body to plunge into Alka's body.
She feared Alkas had been influenced by some demonic aura.
Sofia immediately gathered in front of Alka, watching everyone around them warily.
Everyone around was stunned by Alka's sudden action.
The Reverend Mother even began to sense whether the aura of the Abyss had affected her.
Only the Wise One sensed something.
"You made a better choice at this time... than I ever could. You chose the perfect moment, so decisively.
You did better than I did. It seems you're not as you say. You truly are a genius of reason."
The Wise One murmured.
Even the Reverend Mother and the Sea God didn't understand what he meant, staring at him with frowns.
Sofia stared warily at one of the former Four Gods nearby.
"Really? I'm so glad I made the choice I did at this moment.
'Almost, just a little bit.'
As Alka spoke, he dug two crystal structures, resembling eyeballs, resembling golden crystals, from his eye sockets.
Not a trace of blood remained.
Alka closed his eyes.
And in his hands appeared the two crystal-like eyeballs.
The eyeballs radiated an alluring light.
That light surpassed the nobility of a crown.
That light even surpassed the brilliance of authority.
It was ultimate power.