Chapter 276: Heaven Descends to Earth, The Magical Kingdom Emerges!
Woooo——————!
The horn sound had not yet ceased, seemingly not only spreading across the plaza near the coliseum but reaching every corner of this central heavenly realm.
This appeared to be not just the horn for the final battle between humans and gods, but also a warning sound for the gods facing the true Ragnarök.
Upon entering the coliseum, everyone and every god could see Heimdall, who hadn't even paused to catch his breath, continuing to blow the horn without a moment's interruption.
On the arena platform, many scenes were projected, showing the legions of gods guarding the central heavenly realm.
They were all stationed some distance away from the gateway doors leading to various pantheons.
As if they too had heard this horn sound, and as if taking this horn sound as a command, all legions began to move into action.
Aiming for the gateways, they began to deploy their formations in an orderly manner.
Simultaneously, various weapons also began charging up as if preparing to fire.
War chariots, aerial battleships, and so on, had all entered a state ready to open fire at any moment.
Thus, the tense atmosphere there seemed to transmit here as well, causing the expressions of all the gods and humans present to turn grave.
"They're coming!"
"Are they about to invade this space?"
"These remnants of the old era must be completely eradicated this time!!!"
The heavenly gates in the scenes began to react, the spaces within the hollow door frames distorting, forming swirling vortices of light.
After a flash of intense light, they transformed into mirror-like light screens, from which various roars immediately emanated.
Then, like a flood bursting through a dam, countless giants poured out from the massive heavenly gates like a tidal wave.
Faced with this scene, the gods' legions did not immediately open fire.
The reason was simple: they feared destroying the heavenly gates, which would complicate their efforts to reclaim their pantheon spaces.
The giant legions emerging were clad in armor stained with blood and covered in wounds. Some had wounds that had healed without any treatment, as if they had rushed straight to the central heavenly realm without rest after just concluding a war.
Hmm? Suddenly, various monsters began emerging from the heavenly gates—all were the apocalyptic beasts that had once wreaked havoc in various pantheons.
Most of these apocalyptic beasts had been destroyed or sealed away.
Yet now, these apocalyptic beasts, which should no longer exist, reappeared—not just one, but multiple identical ones.
The gods did not doubt that these beasts were weaker imitations; they were all genuine, and some might even be more powerful.
And the god capable of creating these apocalyptic beasts could only be that one—Gaia.
Suddenly, a few distorted figures caused some gods to freeze, their expressions turning particularly grim.
"Damn that Gaia!"
"This blasphemy is absolutely unforgivable!!!"
Those distorted, bizarre figures were clearly their own kind, seemingly fused with some kind of monster.
Their pupils contracted, and the faces of some chief gods grew even more livid.
They had found the missing Primordial Gods, but each one had half their bodies embedded in an indescribable beast.
"C-can we really win?"
"Under these circumstances, should we really persist with the ninth round?"
Irina Shidou and Le Fay uttered trembling voices.
Judging by numbers alone, the enemy forces emerging from each Celestial Gate were already comparable to the godly armies garrisoned around them.
Moreover, the enemy's reinforcements showed no signs of diminishing as they continued advancing relentlessly.
So, could they truly win?
The gods here should rush to the front immediately, not stay to watch the ninth round!
Just then, the final horn ceased.
"I believe everyone has realized—the ninth round is the final battle! It may truly be the ultimate conflict that plunges the gods into their twilight!"
The host Heimdall declared with unusually grave tones.
"This confrontation is also the most unprecedented, the most spectacular duel since this universe's birth! Isn't it?"
His final words carried a nearly shrill quality.
Simultaneously, the displays shifted from panel status to three-dimensional projections—not just above the arena, but surrounding the entire coliseum, creating the illusion that the stadium was encircled by the Primordial God's army.
"Isn't it particularly thrilling to hold the final battle between humans and gods under such circumstances?"
"Thrilling!"
"Thrilling!"
"Thrilling!"
Both gods and humans responded, each appearing exceptionally excited and full of passion."
"Isn't it particularly spectacular?"
"Spectacular!"
"Spectacular!"
"Spectacular!"
Heaven-shaking cheers rose in unison once more.
Witnessing this scene, Irina and the others stood dumbfounded.
What timing was this?
"Therefore, no matter what occurs, this duel must not be disrupted or interfered with! Even universal destruction cannot halt this ultimate confrontation!!!"
Heimdall passionately declared.
"No! Even if the universe perishes and all things vanish, we shall construct the arena with our very bodies until this duel reaches its conclusion!!!"
At this point, Heimdall briefly caught his breath before continuing—
"So what if the Primordial Gods are invading? If they dare interfere, we'll crush them!!!"
"Crush them!"
"Crush them!"
"Crush them!"
The momentum reached unprecedented, blazing heights!
This overwhelming presence transmitted directly to the Primordial God armies surrounding the Central Celestial Realm, causing some among them to tremble with fear.
"NOW, humans and—huh?"
Heimdall's voice cut off abruptly as new imagery suddenly appeared in the sky—projections he hadn't created.
The images showed the human world!
The sky of the human world seemed to tear open as a massive pure white gate materialized.
As the gate swung open, countless entities came flying out.
Were those... angels?!
Witnessing this scene, the faces of the gods turned particularly icy.
They certainly didn't believe the angels of Heaven were descending to protect humanity!
So, what should be done?
Some had anticipated this situation and had already dispatched a legion to the human world in advance.
However—
"What?"
"Bastards!"
"To think this one is also a traitor!!!"
The commander of this legion turned out to be one of the moles, and through some means, the entire legion vanished, seemingly transported away.
Not only that, but the passage connecting the central Heavenly Realm to the human world was also destroyed.
In that case, would humanity have to rely solely on its own strength to resist?
Although these angels, having been forcibly sent to the lower world, had most of their power weakened, they were still not something humans could handle.
With humanity's current weapons, they would likely last only seven days at most before being eradicated by the angels.
"Hmm?"
"What is that!!!"
A new development on the screen left the gods and everyone else stunned. Not far from the angelic gate, seventy-two beams of black light appeared, piercing through from another dimension into the human world like nails.
These beams descended vertically to the ground, embedding themselves into the earth, giving the impression of seventy-two black pillars supporting the sky.
Then, a continent enveloped by countless spells—a magical kingdom—materialized atop the pillars of light.