ebookslot Chapter 220: The Chaos In The God Realm
Chapter 220: The Chaos In The God Realm
Adonis Kingsbane did not waste a single second.
"Hold still," Adonis commanded with the absolute chill of the abyss.
He squeezed his hands. The cosmic hunger of the Void flowed from his palms directly into the sun-forged metal. The unbreakable chains groaned in agony. They turned pale, then grey, and finally crumbled into fine dust that drifted away into the endless dark.
Emperion stood up to his full, terrifying height. The titan stretched his massive arms. The sound of his joints popping was like thunder rolling across a mountain range. He looked down at the tiny human Emperor who had just achieved the impossible.
"You actually did it," Emperion rumbled in awe. "You broke the unbreakable. But we are still at the absolute bottom of reality. How do you propose we climb back up? The Gateway of Life and Death is completely shattered."
"Easy. We will not climb," Adonis smirked darkly. "We will break down the ceiling."
Saying, Adonis raised his right hand. The raw Void energy pooled into his palm, condensing and spinning until it formed the shape of a massive, pitch-black greatsword. It was not a physical weapon. It was a blade made of concentrated nothingness, designed to sever the very fabric of existence.
[System Synthesis: Void Energy + Emperor’s Will = Abyssal Blade.]
[Weapon Tier: Mythic Anomaly.]
[Effect: Absolute Erasure of Divine Barriers.]
"Wake up your people, Emperion," Adonis ordered. "Tell them their Emperor has arrived."
Emperion slammed his massive fists together. The shockwave echoed across the infinite petrified landscape.
"Awaken, my brothers!" Emperion roared. "The Golden Light is fading! The era of our exile is over!"
The dark stone beneath them began to tremble violently. The millions of petrified corpses, colossal beasts, and ancient warriors started to crack. Dark, abyssal energy flooded into their petrified lungs. One by one, the exiled horrors of the cosmos opened their glowing red eyes. They pulled themselves out of the rock, shaking off ten thousand years of dust.
"A magnificent army," Adonis praised as he looked at the monstrous horde. "Now, follow me."
Adonis gripped the Abyssal Blade with both hands. He did not aim for a gate or a portal. He aimed directly upward at the invisible boundary separating the Void from the heavens. He swung the blade with all his newly acquired abyssal might.
"Abyssal Severance!" Adonis roared.
The black blade carved a massive, jagged tear in the empty space, and a blinding, painful white light immediately poured out of the tear, illuminating the dark abyss for the first time in history.
"Through the rift!" Adonis commanded while he channeled the Void energy into his legs and leaped directly into the blinding light. Emperion and the millions of exiled horrors followed right behind him, a dark tide rising to swallow the light.
The God Realm was a place of terrifying, absolute perfection.
It was not a natural landscape. It was a constructed reality designed by beings who despised chaos and unpredictability. The sky was not blue; it was a shifting canvas of liquid platinum and gold. There were no clouds, only perfect geometric prisms that refracted divine light into a billion different colors.
The Godlands were divided into floating continents made of solid crystal and pure ambrosia. Every river flowed in an absolutely perfect straight line. Every tree was sculpted from emerald and jade, never shedding a single leaf. The air itself was so dense with divine ether that any mortal who managed to step foot here would instantly be crushed into a bloody paste.
[System Notification: Entered The Apex Godlands.]
[Regional Rule Active: Absolute Divine Order.]
[Warning: Supreme Hostility Detected.]
The absolute perfection of the God Realm was suddenly and violently interrupted.
Instantly after, a massive explosion of pitch-black energy erupted in the center of the platinum sky.
The spatial boundary shattered like cheap glass. From the resulting tear, a terrifying figure emerged.
Adonis Kingsbane landed heavily on a floating continent of polished white marble.
The moment his boots touched the perfect stone, the marble instantly turned black. The grass made of jade withered and died. The Void energy radiating from his body acted like a virulent plague, corrupting the pristine environment of the Godlands.
"It is exactly as ugly as I imagined," Adonis sneered, looking around the bright and exhaulted landscapes .
A second later, Emperion crashed onto the continent, his massive weight cracking the floating island completely in half. Following the titan was a ceaseless swarm of monstrous horrors, shadowy beasts, and ancient warlords. The dark army spilled out of the rift, spreading like an ink stain across the perfect golden sky.
The sudden intrusion triggered a massive, system-wide alarm across the entire God Realm.
Across the various segregated domains of the Godlands, the lesser and major deities felt the terrifying tremor.
In the Domain of Eternal Flame, Ignis, the God of Fire, sat upon his ruby throne. His eyes widened in absolute shock as he looked up at the sky. The perfect platinum heavens were being swallowed by a spreading black rot.
"What is that foul energy?" Ignis gasped, standing up from his throne. "That is not demonic ether. That is the absolute dark! Could it be, the Void has breached the Godlands!"
In the Domain of Destiny, Astra, the Goddess of Fate, watched her golden loom violently unravel. The threads of destiny she had carefully woven for millions of mortals were snapping one by one, turning pitch black before dissolving into ash.
"The timeline is completely broken," Astra whispered in pure terror.
She gripped the edge of her glowing scrying pool. She saw the image of a mortal human leading an army of forgotten titans.
"He has subjugated the emptiness. He is erasing our predetermined futures."
Dozens of golden avatars representing the various gods projected themselves into a shared telepathic space. They were panicking. The eternal peace of their flawless reality was collapsing.
"Do we intervene?" Ignis mocked. "Of ckurse we must summon the Divine Vanguard. We must eradicate this anomaly before it corrupts the central pillars of the God Realm!"
"Are you blind, Ignis?" Astra replied angrily. "Look at the trajectory of the abyssal army. They are not attacking our domains. They are marching in a perfectly straight line."
The gods tracked the movement of the dark tide. The anomaly was completely ignoring the temples of fire, water, destiny, and light. He was heading directly toward the highest peak of the Godlands.
"He is heading for the Golden Heavens," the God of Thunder noted, his voice trembling. "He is marching straight for Ascalon’s personal domain."
"Then rhis is the Sword God’s to hamdle," Astra declared coldly. "Ascalon and the Primus of Death played their little games in the lower firmaments. They tried to use this mortal as a tool, and now the tool has returned to shatter their skulls. We will lock our domains. We will not interfere. Let Ascalon reap the harvest he has sown."
The gods collectively agreed, and soon massive domes of protective elemental energy erupted across the various floating continents, completely sealing off the lesser domains.
They chose cowardice over confrontation, leaving the path to Ascalon completely undisputed.
Adonis noticed the massive protective domes appearing in the distance. He let out a loud, mocking laugh.
"Look at them, Emperion," Adonis pointed his Abyssal Blade at the cowering gods. "They call themselves supreme beings, but they lock their doors the moment a real storm arrives."
"Haha... they have grown soft in their eternal paradise.They have forgotten what true war looks like. But Ascalon will not hide. His pride is far too massive."
"Heh, I am counting on his pride. It will make his defeat significantly sweeter."
Adonis led the massive army of horrors across the crystalline bridges connecting the floating continents.
The journey was swift and entirely unopposed.
The divine guardians and golden angels that normally patrolled the Godlands had already fled or been recalled to Ascalon’s fortress.
Finally, they arrived at the absolute center of the God Realm.
Hovering above a massive sea of liquid light was the Golden Heavens. It was Ascalon’s personal fortress and the administrative anchor for the entire cosmic system.
It was a sickeningly bright, colossal citadel forged entirely from condensed faith and stolen souls. The walls were made of pure, blinding white gold. Millions of angelic statues lined the battlements, each one holding a silver rapier pointed toward the sky. Above the citadel, a massive halo of condensed divine energy spun slowly, acting as the ultimate shield against any magical or physical intrusion.
Adonis stopped at the edge of the liquid light sea. The abyssal army halted behind him, their dark auras violently clashing with the overwhelming holy light radiating from the fortress.
"It is just as obnoxious as its master," Adonis observed casually, resting the chaos sword on his shoulder.
"Careful, Adonis. This shield surrounding that citadel is powered by the souls of a billion stolen mortals," Emperion warned, stepping up beside Adonis. "Even with the Void energy, breaking through that barrier will require an astronomical amount of concentrated force. If we strike it and fail, the backlash will vaporize the entire vanguard."
Adonis did not look worried. He closed his eyes and reached out with his mind. He bypassed the local divine network and accessed his own personal connection. He reached across the dimensions, past the God Realm, past the void, and directly into the mortal realm where his sanctuary lay hidden.
He felt them immediately.
Maria, Sirius, and the rest of his wives were safe. They were waiting. They were praying not to the heavens, but to him. The [Affection Level] in his system interface was not just maxed out; it was overflowing, vibrating with a desperate, passionate intensity.
"Tch. Ascalon thinks his stolen souls give him an infinite shield. But stolen power is fragile. It has no loyalty. It has no devotion."
Adonis raised his free hand toward the blinding citadel.
"Bexa," Adonis commanded. "Initiate Dimensional Resonance. Channel all Harem Affection directly into the Abyssal Core."
[Command Acknowledged, Master ]
[Fusing Absolute Devotion with Abyssal Hunger.]
[Warning: Unprecedented Energy Matrix Created.]
Following the notification, from Adonis’s body, an absolute aura of pitch black and glowing pink energy erupted like Volcano burst.
The two completely opposing forces merged together in perfect harmony under the sheer weight of his will.
The air around them distorted, creating a massive gravitational sinkhole that began to pull the liquid light sea directly into the void.
"Emperion, Prepare your vanguard. The gates are about to open."
Adonis gripped the Chaos Sword with both hands.
BUZZZZZ!
The sword ignited with black and pink flames, extending hundreds of feet into the air.
"I told you I was an apocalypse, Ascalon!" Adonis roared, "You should have listened."