The war had begun.
When both sides thought they were prepared, the war would inevitably break out. It would not change anyone's will.
Both sides had a clear goal — not for territory, not for resources, just to kill.
The Astral Lords were after the divinity within the gods, and the gods were after the divinity, just to protect it. Only by hurting the Astral Lords could they stop the God Hunt.
Of course, mortal armies were also necessary. Regardless of whether it was a God or a Star Lord, they were usually people who couldn't be found at all. Why would they obediently wait in one place for you to kill them?
Only by using mortal armies to invade the corresponding planes could they determine the location of these people.
That was why a mortal war had already begun. For example, Gu Nan had obtained the traces of many gods from Shi Daotian. He had obtained them by sacrificing the lives of countless mortals.
When the Astral Lords and gods entered the war on a large scale, the rhythm of the war began to change.
The mortal armies on both sides were no longer patrolling and restraining. Instead, they constantly invaded the target planes, destroying and plundering to force out the important figures of the other side.
After all, a war of this level was very different from a mortal war.
Mortals could not threaten the Astral Lords. They could only help from the side, with the goal of weakening the other side's planes.
That was why the final situation was that hundreds of Astral Lords would either act alone or attack in groups. It looked like a plate of loose sand, but with Shi Daotian in the middle, there was a hidden secret.
The World of Gods had something similar, but it was generally on the defensive.
The reason was simple. The main force of the All-Heavens were the low-tier Astral Lords, and their subordinates. They were the ones who needed the divinity the most.
They only needed to obtain one divinity to create a dozen World Breakers, and they would quickly join the war.
In comparison, the World of Gods did not have the concept of time flow, so the efficiency of nurturing Legendary powerhouses was too low. They had to rely on the Oracles of the gods.
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Frontlines, Fyre Tillen.
Fyre Tillen was the border between two worlds. It was one of the largest planes in the World of Gods. Many gods and mortal armies had gathered there.
In a sense, Fyre Tillen was the frontline command center of the World of Gods. It coordinated most of the frontlines, as well as the deployment of personnel.
On this day, however, the atmosphere in Fel 'Tillen's Conference of Gods was solemn.
"Four more gods fell yesterday, which means that our opponents have at least forty more Legends." A blond middle-aged man knocked on the table. "Everyone, we can't go on like this!"
This person was the God of Knights Wayne, a newly promoted eighth-grade deity. However, he was already one of the higher-grade deities in the frontline command.
"What else can we do? Let's ask for reinforcements from above. The enemy's numbers can be constantly replenished, but we can only fight with fewer and fewer people … "A young man at the side curled his lips.
"If we continue to fight like this, it will be too late once the Divine Envoys are exhausted and affect our own strength."
"That's right, we should have asked them for help earlier …"
The Gods at the meeting discussed animatedly, all of them intending to invite the high-level Gods to assist them in killing the enemy's Star Master.
After all, if they used their god envoys to fight against the Break World fighters, they would be able to deal with them in a short amount of time. If they lost too many god envoys, it would weaken their own power.
The god envoys themselves were the most devout believers, and they would receive a small portion of the god's power. Every death was a great loss.
Wayne listened to the discussion in silence, not knowing what to say.
Even the people at the meeting had lost their confidence, and they only wanted the high-level Gods to intervene. It was obvious how dire the situation had become.
Wayne knew the reason for all of this very well. There were two reasons. One was that Claudia had died not long ago, which made the high-level Gods not dare to step onto the frontline.
The other reason was even simpler. Wayne looked down at the information on the table. Of the four gods who had died yesterday, three had died at the hands of "ghosts."
"That damned Specter …"
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The sixteenth space jump point in the gap between the two worlds.
The armies of the worlds were coming like a tide, trying to take over this place in one fell swoop.
The space jump point was the best place to enter the great world. By passing through the space barrier, the risk would be reduced to the minimum. It was also a place that had to be fought over in the war between the two worlds.
After all, if a small number of people sneaked in, they did not need to worry about the problem of the jump point. However, if a large number of people wanted to enter, they could not just pick a random place.
The individual power of the ordinary army was not enough. If they did not pass through the jump point, the cost of the journey would be astronomical.
"Shameless invaders! In the name of Lord Tarak, I will dispel the evil! "
A blonde girl in full armor floated in the air. The tower shield in her hand shone with a golden light, blocking hundreds of enemies. The attacks from the inside could easily pass through the golden light and cause a lot of damage.
Julie was an apostle of Shield God Tarak. She had been ordered to come to the sixteenth space jump point to defend against the evil invaders.
As a genius girl who had successfully entered the gate of the legendary realm at the age of nineteen, Julie had the right to be proud. She was confident that any evil would be destroyed by the holy light.
However, only after coming to the frontline did Julie realize how difficult life was.
The enemy was not only evil, but also cunning and far stronger than she had imagined! Legendary elites who were as strong as her, or even stronger, rushed forward as if they did not need money. They did not care about their lives at all.
She did not know that these "created" World Breakers were the direct descendants of the Planet Masters. They did not care about their lives.
Perhaps there was an agreement that they would fight for a certain amount of time in exchange for a chance to break the world. Otherwise, it would not have been their turn so easily.
Outside the golden light, the ordinary people were quickly killed. The legendary elites all ran away. Not a single one of them was injured.
Julie could not help but hate herself. She hated that she did not learn a large-scale killing divine skill. That way, she could have killed these despicable invaders.
When the god power that Julie had summoned was exhausted, the tower shield in her hand began to fade. It was like an endless number of enemies were closing in on her again.
Julie looked forward with despair. The emptiness of having used up all of her power made her feel like she could not stand straight.
"My Lord … Is this the end?"
The girl used the last of her strength to recite the name of the God in her heart. She closed her eyes and waited for death to come.
In the sky, there seemed to be a sigh. Then, an endless amount of golden light fell. It blocked all the invaders from the worlds and even destroyed them.
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