While Roland was trapped in the Fire Elemental Plane, the Chaos battlefield in the mortal plane was also in chaos.
The Heavenly Gods died one after another, and the angels were as weak as little chicks. The chaotic dimension was gradually smoothed out, and the furious God of Holy Light gradually found his target. However, the price for this was golden-colored divine blood that covered this entire dimension.
Just like in the past, Order and Chaos fiercely clashed once again.
Evolution? That might not be the case. However, the fact that the venerated major figures of the past had died for nothing was quite ironic. Of course, certain existences might think that it was worth it.
The chaotic space was like an ocean in a storm. Fatal undercurrents and hidden reefs were everywhere. The chaotic space and cracks were even more fatal than any death trap.
In a normal situation, the Order angels and Gods would have their own power to gradually repair the distortions and cracks. But right now, what they lacked the most was time.
At every moment, there were powerful existences falling on the battlefield. They were the sacrifices of this battle, and they belonged to both sides.
The scattered divine souls, divine blood, Divine Concepts, and divine power of the dead Order Gods gradually neutralized this distorted area, paving the way to attack the door in the crystal wall.
Was this really a waste? Perhaps not in the eyes of both sides participating in this battle.
The ancient bronze dimensional door was devouring all the sacrifices. The two statues of the Goddess of Life on both sides of the door were slowly opening their eyes.
Their lips were slightly open as if they were saying something.
The Goddess of Order on the right was elegant and noble. Her white robe was like a work of art. Her long golden hair glowed brilliantly, and her dark blue eyes flashed with wisdom and compassion.
The white wings on her back trembled slightly. She put her hands together and prayed. Her eyes were filled with sorrow as if she couldn't bear to see the pitiful state of the world.
The Goddess of Chaos on the left was devilishly beautiful. She had short black hair, and her eyes shone with red light. Her red eyes were black, and the whites of her eyes were rather frightening. The two horns on her forehead were cute and mischievous rather than vicious.
Unlike her older sister with two wings, Cynthia only had one demon wing on her left. She wasn't wearing female clothing either. Instead, she wore bright red armor.
Her classic armor only protected her vitals. She held a red spear and eagerly entered the battlefield. Her valiant posture made her seem more like a Goddess of War than a Demon Lord.
At this moment, Cynthia had a smile on her lips as she looked at everything before her in delight. She seemed to be satisfied with the abundant offerings, or perhaps she was even more satisfied with the battles that pleased her.
This was probably the first time that the Gemini Goddesses had ever appeared in front of a younger generation. Yet, they were astonishingly similar to their creations.
However, he probably wasn't in the mood to admire the Goddess of Holy Light's appearance.
Karwenz, who would usually go into battle lightly, was now wearing heavy armor for once. He was armed to the teeth. After all, he was about to face the publicly acknowledged strongest existence in this world — the God of Holy Light.
Even though the God of Holy Light had been weakened multiple times, and even though he had lost multiple clones, the weakened God of Holy Light was still the strongest Main God in the mortal plane.
The God of Holy Light had thousands of years of faith in the Holy Light, and billions of devout believers had given him the power of faith. The God of Holy Light, who had no sense of self, was still publicly recognized as the strongest in the mortal plane.
The slowly rising sun caused Cavendish to end his hibernation and prepare to face the Holy Light Faction's attack.
Not only did he not hesitate or worry when facing a powerful enemy that was theoretically impossible to defeat, he even had an expression of excitement. It was as if he had been waiting for this day for a long time.
"I'll say this first: Roland is mine. I'm going to test out the power level of the previous generation's Chaos Child."
Donatis didn't receive a response to his words. However, the existences standing next to him were naturally at the peak of the world as well.
Demons, devils, undead, Dragons, humans, dark cultists, and fanatical believers. This was probably the most diverse group in the world. Their leader's excitement doubtlessly boosted their fighting spirits.
However, not everyone was in high spirits as they welcomed the end of their plan.
Donatis, who longed for battle, was currently rather listless as he coldly watched everything unfold before him. He would occasionally glance at Cavendish with a complex expression. However, he was still heavily injured, so he probably didn't have any other choice.
The ghost that stole the God of Holy Light's heat and life stood by herself in front of the door. She seemed to be studying the carvings on the door and had no intention of participating in the battle. For her, taking revenge on Roland was her only goal … But judging from how her eyes kept flashing with confusion and contemplation, even she wasn't able to convince herself with this reason.
Meanwhile, the other Undead Emperor seemed to have been injured by the God of Holy Light's Holy Light and was currently doing his best to erase all traces of his existence.
Shupnus, who had entered the mortal plane with great ambitions, was currently squatting in a corner with a depressed expression.
He probably regretted coming to this world. Although he had survived the previous battle, he probably wouldn't have stayed here if he had any other choice.
The demons, high-level undead, and devils who had survived the previous battle were all the same. Since they were unable to leave this dimension, and the Holy Light Gods and angels attacked, their species and identities determined that they had to fight for their survival.
Since the Chaos Faction and Order Faction were about to start their final battle, the other residents of the mortal plane naturally wouldn't sit still and watch the situation worsen.
Archmages and Druil weren't useless. They had their own understanding of the world. Even though the arrogant Holy Light Faction remained silent, the fact that the Dimensional Door was opening rapidly spread throughout the mortal plane.
Numerous floating airships, flying magical beasts, and Dragons silently flew into the sky. They followed the path that the Holy Light Faction had opened up and entered the battlefield. The passengers on these airships were quite diverse. There were humans, elves, beastmen, Dragons, undead, mages, gnomes, and even Gods from other Divine Factions. Some sent their clones, incarnations, or personally participated.
Since the end of the world was about to arrive, nobody would be able to quietly wait at home for everything to happen, even if they were an undying God.
Although the Nature Faction didn't have any God Kings, their strangely shaped Nature Divine Beasts were already carrying more than a dozen high-level Gods.
Even though they had lost contact with Roland, the Hell Dragons still started moving. The gigantic bone airship between them was a super monstrous airship that was covered in the aura of death and Hell. It also had the aura of a God.
The Gods and beasts in the ocean finally left their Holy Lands. They were being carried by gigantic magical whales and seashells as they slowly moved forward.
The Cloud Castle was also moving slowly. Its main power source had been almost completely destroyed in the previous battle, but it still appeared on the frontlines. It was just that it seemed rather awkward to be dragged along by the dragons and beasts.
Elemental creatures also appeared in the sky. The Wind Elemental Lords and Earth Elemental Lords who would normally fight each other whenever they saw each other were actually able to peacefully coexist on the same airship. They were definitely not the only exceptions.
Amidst this abnormal calm, amidst the pressure of the end of the world, the undead and angels were also able to travel together. Holy Light priests were able to peacefully chat with undead mages.
The wood spirits also sent out their aerial fleet. Although the Seven Virtues were all present, their "Mother Empress" wasn't present.
Strictly speaking, Amelia was also currently fighting for the sake of the mortal plane. It was just that the situation was slightly different.
"Oh my, isn't this the 'nutritious' little brat who still hasn't graduated from her Oedipus romance? Just give up. Look at that cat, look at me. Don't you know what Roland likes? Even if you're not his daughter, it's still impossible. "
I was now rendered completely speechless. Sister, are you really here to help me and not to make things difficult for me? Why are you taunting me right from the start? Don't even compare your breasts! Eliza is about to go berserk! Also, silly cat, stop showing off your adult body at such a time!
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