Dien Shadowsong, a strange Demon Master from the Void who was extremely good at disguising and deceiving, created a bloody massacre in the Holy Light Cathedral, causing the fall of thirteen church higher-ups and the death of Pope Qiuxi, known as the Fall of Holy Light in history.
While the Void rejoiced, all the experts of the native world thoroughly felt that the tide had turned against them. The murderer, Star Region Demon Master Dien Shadowsong, successfully escaped from the pursuit of the Lord God, and obtained the divinity of light and fire as well as a large amount of Divine Power, becoming the biggest winner.
When the news spread to the other three forces, more than half a month had passed.
Dien Shadowsong was originally a powerhouse similar to the average Demon Master, but after using the Divine Sword to kill Fehra's incarnation in disguise, he absorbed Fehra's divinity, part of his Divine Persona and Divine Power, and suddenly became one of the most powerful Demon Masters, on par with the Eye of Slaughter and Distortion Demon Master, the strongest existence.
Some Demon Kings had defined the top four experts as a single class, and they were called Elona. In the Void Language, it meant 'the strongest'.
Among the powerhouses of the Elona level, the Void Mother Stream had four, Distortion Demon Master, Eye of Slaughter, Star Region Demon Master, and the last strongest True Spirit, Fallen True Spirit.
The native world had three, Fehra, Mother Nature, and the God of Purification, the Twelve-winged Golden Angel. Below them were the other Upper Gods.
No matter how the top powerhouses were compared, they were far inferior to the Void, which was also the key reason why the native powerhouses were losing ground.
In the continuous battles, the Eye of the Massacre and Mother Nature were both heavily injured. Then, Fehra's incarnation was ambushed by the Star Domain Demon Master. His divine body was damaged and he also suffered quite a bit of damage.
The two strongest powerhouses appeared to be in an incomplete state.
Under such circumstances, the Void's full-scale attack finally began.
Fallen True Spirit was the first to start the war, the Void Temple under his command invaded a large number of Upper Planes, and many positive energy planes broke out in war. Dozens of top-level Demon Masters were born in the war, and they continued to improve through killing, whether it was the Enneahedron or seizing divinity and Divine Persona.
Distortion Demon Master started the war to unify the East, and began to slaughter all believers. Only the obedient people were left to carry out production activities.
The entire East instantly fell into a sea of blood, and was completely unified in a short period of ten days.
This world was about to completely fall in just a few decades …
The stars in the sky that represented the gods were on the verge of collapse, dimming without any light. From time to time, stars could be seen falling from the sky …
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Winter Tower
Garon's gigantic dragon body was entrenched in the Biochemical Pool. Beside it, monster soldiers with wolf heads and human bodies were constantly throwing different kinds of nutrition and strengthening drugs into the Biochemical Pool. But most of them were energy crystal cores.
A large number of demon cores and crystal cores from the Abyss were thrown into the Biochemical Pool and then quickly melted in the pool water.
It had been half a month. After dealing with all the soul connections, Garon continued cultivating himself. By then, many small crystals of various colours had gradually appeared above his head.
Those were the divinities that Garon had obtained after he had condensed and perfected them. Although the divinity was singled out, the divinity derived from it was also very singular, after he had fully perfected it, he had obtained a total of fifteen singular divinities.
This was a terrifying power. This meant that he could create 15 Demigods with a single Divine Spark in an extremely short amount of time!
Of course, it would be a waste to use these materials to create a demigod …
Garon naturally had a plan in his mind.
"The essence of divinity is information comprehension, which means that it can be replicated." He opened his huge dragon eyes and his pupils flashed with the light of wisdom.
"And for me to upgrade my Soul Ring, repeated comprehension is ineffective. It's only a one-time effect, so I can first make a copy of these divinities and store them in my Willpower brain. After I have turned these divinities into Soul Rings, I can then reconstruct the divinities. By then, the divinities will be ineffective on me, but it can be effective on others … "
Garon possessed a huge computing and storage capacity that no other existence could compare to. Even now, the strongest computer in the Mech World could not be compared to his Willpower brain. The unprecedented height of intelligence allowed him to almost reach the limit of an Energy Machinist's imagination.
"The Logical Divinity can help me improve my computing power." Garon first opened his mouth and swallowed a silver crystal ball.
After a moment of silence, a black ring suddenly appeared behind his head. Silver light appeared around the ring.
The computing speed of his Willpower brain suddenly increased by a large margin.
'Unknown algorithm rules discovered, absorbing and perfecting data … Optimizing algorithm structure …'
'Performance improvement, overall evaluation, increased computing speed by 31%.'
The Willpower brain continuously gave feedback.
Garon felt it carefully. It seemed that the Logical Divinity, the Decaying Divinity, and the Willpower brain had all merged into the black ring behind his head. There were countless complicated patterns and symbols on it, as well as a large amount of distorted energy that filled it. They were all automatically arranged into different structures. Each of these structures contained unimaginable rules and principles.
The black ring emitted a large amount of invisible tentacle threads around it, continuously absorbing the power of fear and faith from the void from afar.
Garen followed one of the tentacles and extended his consciousness. Suddenly, a small wooden house in the middle of a scorching summer day appeared in front of his eyes. A sallow and emaciated little boy was cowering in the corner in fear, praying softly for his name. His whole body was hot and had a high fever. He seemed to be on his deathbed. Garon was not the only one. He was repeating the names of all the other Ice Gods, Evil Gods, and Evil Gods.
"So this is Andrew's territory …" Garon was deep in thought. When he had subdued Andrew, he had caused a catastrophic cold winter in that Duke's territory, freezing hundreds of thousands of people to death.
Now that there seemed to be hot weather there, the people were eagerly hoping that he would appear again.
"Stupid faith. It's as boring as the threads that bind. Once the faith falls, the gods will gradually lose their strong foundation." He had no intention of responding to the other party.
The threads of faith were the source of energy. It was also the source of the fall that could pull the gods into the Astral World. This was not the goal he was pursuing.
He looked up at the dozens of Divinities above his head. Without hesitation, he began to consume them one by one and turned them into Soul Rings.
He had a copy of each of these Divinities in his Willpower brain. As long as he duplicated the copies and used his Divine Power to construct them, he would be able to quickly create Demigod Divinities.
As long as he did not ignite his Divine Fire and construct his Divine Kingdom, he would not be involved in the War of Faith or God War. He would not have any trouble.
As he swallowed, the entire Cold Winter Tower began to vibrate slightly. There was a sound of swallowing like a living creature, greedy and huge.
The entire Cold Winter Tower stood at the top of the Dragon King Peak. Within a radius of hundreds of kilometers, all the White Dragons and Dragon Beasts that resided there, as well as other generals from the Abyss who came to take over, looked in the direction of the tower.
They could feel that the power of the Cold Winter Tower was slowly increasing. The speed of this increase was almost clearly felt. In just a short hour, it had increased by 20% from the original.
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Smack.
The cup in Nadia's hand almost fell to the ground from the huge vibration. Her expression tensed as she looked up.
"It's Garon …" Her expression was complicated as a trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes. "He's increasing …" She suddenly realized that she might have missed the best opportunity to increase her power.
Roar!!
Somewhere in the Dragon King Peak, Satwo roared into the sky. His entire body was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye. A large number of poisonous snakes like tentacles and manes gradually appeared on his back. The Snake Back White Dragon.
Obviously, this was due to Garon's influence.
Satwo was originally just an ordinary Level Six. With the help of an inexplicable aura, he felt like a sponge that was absorbing water. The power of his entire body was increasing crazily.
Level Seven … Level Eight … Level Nine …!!
It was not just him. There were a few other Soul Connectors who were also increasing crazily.
This time, there were a total of five individuals, including Satwo, Rosta, Elfie, Andrew, and the Frost Giant Commander, who shared the increased energy.
This energy directly increased the five of them by one to three levels respectively.
Among them, Satwo had the biggest increase because his foundation was the worst. He directly reached Level Nine and increased by three levels.
As for Andrew and the Frost Giant, they only increased by one level because of their high levels.
They only reached Level Thirteen.
Even so, it was already very terrifying.
They were almost passively brought up by Garen to level up, especially Rosta and Elfie. They had only hastily chosen an ability that they were best at as their core, and they were forcefully pulled up to Level Ten.
Garon's devouring lasted for a whole week.
His aura also increased for a week before it slowly ended.
The level fluctuation of the entire Cold Winter Tower could no longer be distinguished. A thick layer of distorted Dreamland Power covered the surroundings of the Cold Winter Tower. No one could know what level Garon had reached now.
But everyone, all the dragons, knew. Garon must have far surpassed the level of a Demigod. He had reached an unknown level.
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The seventeenth layer of the Abyss, the barren land.
The yellow sky filled with mist was oppressive and deep.
This was the habitat of the Abyssal Demon Dragon and the White Dragon Mountain. As the layer with the largest temperature difference in the Abyss, some areas here had temperatures as high as thousands of degrees while some areas had terrifying cold air that could freeze everything.
Red, dark red, blood red, golden red. A large sea of magma occupied half of this plane.
Ice blue, bluish purple, light blue, bluish black. Endless glaciers and snowy peaks occupied the other half of this plane.
The White Dragon Mountain was the highest peak in the entire Abyss Plane.
In the empty space inside the huge snowy mountain.
At this time, thousands of White Dragons had gathered in the huge venue where the Elders' Assembly was usually held. Standing at the highest point, the evil eyes of the Ancient Dragon Elders were shining with an inexplicable luster.
They all looked at an empty space in the middle of the empty space as if they were waiting for something.
Many of the White Dragons here were different from the Dragon King Peak. Most of the dragons here had the same level of Draconic Aura. Their overall quality was far higher than the Dragon King Peak.
No one made a sound. Only the fluctuations of Spell Transmissions were constantly exchanged in the air.
The entire empty space was silent.
The leader was the only remaining White Dragon Great Elder Gulian. She held the Ice Snow Magic Bead tightly in both hands. That was the Divine Weapon that represented the White Dragon Clan's King Clan Leader.
Hiss …
Finally, a black eye-shaped crack appeared in the middle of the empty space. A group of powerful beings in white armor stepped out slowly with the breath of the Abyss.
More than ten powerful beings were the top powerhouses that were far above Level Ten.
"White Feather Troop …" Great Elder Gulian whispered and exchanged glances with the Second Elder beside her. As one of the few top-level White Dragons who had transformed into human form, she naturally sensed the level of strength of these beings at the first moment. The other party had no intention of hiding. They radiated their own powerful force field without restraint.
Immediately after, a powerful Swordsman wearing pitch-black heavy armor walked out of the crowd. It was Andrew, the terrifying general who commanded dozens of armies in the Abyss.
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