Chapter 146 Taking Action.
"Asura Judgment!!!"
The demonic sword in the Asura God's hand ignited with a soaring crimson light. He recklessly burned his divine essence, transforming himself into a blood-red tornado as he crashed towards Vilet.
Even the god of evil stirred.
"The true nature of evil!"
A cloud of pitch-black mist erupted from his body, transforming into a gigantic maw capable of swallowing the heavens and the earth, closely following the Asura God.
They gave it their all.
This was the God-King's final counterattack before his death.
The entire divine realm groaned under the influence of these two forces, and large areas of space collapsed, revealing the pitch-black void outside.
Faced with these two forces capable of destroying galaxies.
Navelette merely frowned.
"It's noisy."
He raised his right hand and made a downward pressing motion towards the oncoming crimson tornado and black maw.
"Moreover, it smells terrible."
Boom!
The waters of the gestation sea in the sky flowed back up again.
This time, it wasn't just a simple stream of water, but two giant dragons formed by high-pressure water flow.
The water dragon roared as it surged down, crashing head-on into the Asura God and the Evil God.
Sizzle sizzle—
A sickening corrosive sound rang out.
The seemingly invincible blood-red light of Asura, under the wash of the waters of the womb, was like an oil painting splashed with strong acid, instantly fading, becoming mottled, and dissolving.
"Aaaaaaah!!!"
The Asura God let out a scream.
His divine body is dissolving.
The water wasn't just impacting him; it was stripping away his very rules. Before the ancient dragon's power, the Asura's divine power was as fragile as soaked toilet paper.
bump!
Water dragon wagging its tail.
The Asura God statue was flung away like a rotten tomato, crashing heavily into the pit wall next to the God of Destruction. Half of its body was embedded in the pit, and the Asura Demon Sword in its hand flew out and landed on the ground with a buzzing sound.
On the other side.
The evil god fared even worse.
His black mist was directly dispersed by the water flow. The water flow manipulated by Villette was like a physical chain, instantly wrapping around his limbs and neck, suspending him in mid-air in a "spread-eagle" position.
"Cough...cough cough..."
The evil god struggled desperately, but the water was constantly cutting into his flesh and severing his veins.
In just ten seconds.
The battle is over.
Or rather, this cannot even be called a battle.
This is a one-sided cleanup.
Only one god remained standing on the scene.
Goddess of Life.
She stood on the edge of the platform, wearing a long green dress and holding the scepter of life.
The wind blew by.
The strong smell of blood tore her once-delicate long hair.
Right now.
She was surrounded by corpses.
The God of Destruction is at the bottom of the pit, his fate unknown; the God of Asura is embedded in the wall, spitting blood; and the God of Evil is hanging in mid-air.
And the man named Navelette was walking towards her step by step, stepping over the blood-soaked ground.
Tap, tap, tap.
Every step he took landed on her heart.
The goddess of life's hand is trembling.
She was one of the oldest god-kings in the divine realm, in charge of life and creation. But now, she felt her life force rapidly draining away as the other party drew closer.
We can't beat them.
We absolutely cannot beat them.
Even the combined forces of Destruction and Asura were instantly killed. How could she, a support-type God-King, possibly fight back?
run?
Look at those two hundred-plus mummified corpses on the ground.
That serves as a cautionary tale.
Navelette stopped ten meters away from her.
"Would you like to try it too?"
Navelette looked at her, her gaze falling on the scepter in her hand. "I don't mind wasting a few more seconds."
The goddess of life began to breathe rapidly.
Her chest heaved violently, and her once fair face was now completely bloodless.
Clang.
The scepter fell to the ground.
The goddess of life released her grip.
She looked at Villette, whose green eyes had lost all their former arrogance and holiness, replaced by an extreme will to survive and a hint of determination.
She understood the situation.
This man is going to destroy the realm of gods.
But he didn't kill her immediately.
This is the opportunity.
Thump.
The supreme goddess of life, revered in the hearts of countless believers across countless planes, bent her knees and knelt heavily on the blood-stained ground.
"Ms. Funina is right."
The goddess of life lowered her head, her voice trembling yet clear, "This place is indeed too filthy. The divine realm has long been corrupt, and the old order should be ended."
Furnessa, standing nearby, was covering her nose, trying to jump over the puddle of blood on the ground. Hearing this, she paused for a moment, then shrugged: "Huh? While I do think that's what I believe, your change of expression is too fast!"
"Soon, right? Didn't they just threaten to sanction us?"
The goddess of life ignored Funina's teasing.
She looked up at Navelette.
She slowly raised her hands, reaching them towards the top of her head.
She removed the crown of life, which symbolized the authority of the god-king, and gently placed it beside the pool of blood.
This moment.
She is no longer the God-King.
She unbuttoned her collar.
One, two.
The once dignified divine robe slipped off her shoulders, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin. Against the backdrop of the surrounding crimson blood, this white hue appeared particularly striking and alluring.
That was the most perfect body in the realm of gods, containing the purest life force.
"If you think this place is dirty, I can clean it for you."
The goddess of life knelt and took two steps, her knees scraping against the gravel until golden blood seeped out.
She looked up at Navelette, her eyes filled with undisguised submission and pleading.
"Only I know where the key to the divine realm's central hub is. If you want to rebuild this place, you need an administrator."
"The throne of life belongs to you."
"The central hub of the divine realm belongs to you."
The goddess of life bit her lip, her voice becoming even more humble, tinged with a moist, seductive quality:
"I... belong to you too."
This is her last trump card.
She is the goddess of life, the object of countless male gods' dreams. Even the god of destruction holds her in high esteem.
She couldn't believe that any man in the world could refuse a goddess king's offer of his bed.
As long as I can survive.
Even being a slave or a plaything is better than becoming that dried-up corpse on the ground.
To show her sincerity, she even puffed out her chest slightly, making her proud curves even more clearly visible to Villette.
"I can even help you get rid of those three pieces of trash."
The Goddess of Life pointed to the God of Destruction and the others in the pit, her tone so cold it didn't sound like she was talking about colleagues she'd known for tens of thousands of years, "If you nod your head, I'll go and kill them right now."
A deathly silence.
The Asura God struggled to open his eyes on the pit wall. Upon hearing this, he was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of divine blood, but he didn't even have the strength to curse.
Navilette looked down at her.
Looking at this goddess who was once high and mighty, but now kneels on the ground like a female dog, wagging her tail and begging for mercy.
His gaze swept over her bare shoulders, over her face filled with both expectation and fear.
There was no fluctuation.
Those purple, vertical pupils held only an indifference as deep as the ocean.
"Look."
Navelette suddenly spoke up.
He turned his head and looked at Funina, who was carefully wiping the blood off her boots.
"This is what they call 'God'."
Funina curled her lip, looking disgusted: "If you dare agree, I'll tell Vilette II that you're a pervert. Besides, her taste is really bad; that green dress looks like moldy moss."
Navelette turned her head back.
He looked at the goddess of life, her eyes brimming with hope, as if she were a piece of cheap porcelain thrown into a garbage dump.
"You seem to have misunderstood something."
Navelette's voice was steady, devoid of any warmth.
"The realm of gods truly needs a complete overhaul."
"But I don't collect garbage."
The enchanting smile on the goddess of life's face froze.
"besides."
Navelette leaned forward slightly, her gaze level with Navelette's, and the terrifying pressure emanating from the ancient dragon instantly caused the bones of the Goddess of Life to crack.
"I don't lack women."
"Especially someone like you who would pull out your spine at any time just to survive."
The goddess of life's pupils suddenly contracted.
despair.
Utter despair.
"No... wait! No one but me can activate the central core! If you destroy this place, Douluo Star will also..."
That's my business.
Navelette straightened up and refused to look at her again.
"As for this place."
He raised the scepter in his hand.
The inverted ocean in the sky began to boil. Countless blue points of light converged at the tip of the staff—a terrifying energy powerful enough to reshape the earth's crust.
"Since it's dirty, there's no need to keep it."
"If something can't be cleaned, then smash it and make it again."
Navelette suddenly exerted force on her wrist.
The scepter slammed heavily onto the floor of the central hub of the divine realm with a piercing whistling sound.
boom!!!!!!
This is not the same as the previous localized attack.
This is a devastating blow to the entire dimensional structure.
Centered on the point where the scepter landed, a dazzling blue crack instantly pierced through the entire divine palace and spread wildly into the surrounding void.
Click! Click! Click!
The sky shattered like a mirror.
The earthquake trembled, and the tectonic plates broke apart.
The endless primordial waters of the womb surged forth from those cracks, no longer as rain, but as a flood.
A giant wave tens of meters high instantly swallowed everything.
"No!!!!!"
The goddess of life let out a final, piercing scream.
She tried to stand up and run away, but the giant wave that came crashing down from the sky shattered her protective aura in an instant.
Before that blue torrent of destruction.
The god-king's exquisite face twisted and deformed before being completely submerged.
Along with the god of destruction in the pit, the god of asura on the wall, and the god of evil hanging there.
And this divine palace that has stood for tens of thousands of years.
They were all swept into this deep sea, which represents both the beginning and the end.
Blue torrents washed over the ruins of the divine realm's central hub.
The enormous wave, carrying the shattered remains of the goddess of life, swept away like a flattened cockroach, smashing through seven or eight collapsed stone pillars before finally plunging down into the crack that stretched across the center of the plaza.
The pitch-black void.
Glug.
The last bubble burst.
All that remained at the scene was the gurgling sound of the water flowing back and forth.
"vomit..."
The god of kindness knelt on the ground, his hands digging desperately into the muddy cracks in the rocks.
Stomach acid mixed with the stench of blood she had inhaled during the fierce battle sprayed onto the ground mouthful after mouthful. Her throat was spasming, emitting a broken, bellowing sound.
He died.
The goddess of life who governed billions of beings in the divine realm and was most skilled in defense and recovery was gone just like that.
He couldn't even withstand the blow the man casually struck with his cane.
"This is the path you have chosen."
Navelette stood in the ankle-deep water.
The murky blood automatically diverted half an inch from his boots, without splashing a single drop.
He looked at the God of Kindness kneeling on the ground, then his gaze swept over the black figure still struggling in mid-air.
"Once you've made a choice, you have to bear the consequences."
Navelette raised her hand and gently pressed her index finger down.
"Cough—!!!"
The evil god, suspended in mid-air by water chains, let out a horrific scream.
The high-pressure water jets that had been constricting his neck and limbs suddenly tightened.
Crash! Crash! Crash!
It was not cut off.
The water flowed like several giant pythons, cutting directly into the gaps between his bones, slowly squeezing all the bones in his body together.
Click.
The evil god's left calf was bent at a bizarre ninety-degree angle. The white leg bone pierced through the jet-black divine armor, spurting out black divine blood.
"Blazing Flames!!!"
The god of evil bulged his eyes in agony, the veins on his neck bulging as if they would burst his skin. With his last ounce of strength, he roared at the god of good on the ground:
"Stop throwing up!!! Do it!!!"
"Not fighting means certain death!!!"
This roar was like a heavy hammer striking the head of the god of kindness.
She shuddered and abruptly raised her head.
That once gentle and dignified face was now covered in mud and stomach acid. Her pupils dilated and contracted, her gaze lingering for a second on Villette's indifferent vertical pupils.
There was no mercy.
Without hesitation.
The other party was genuinely cleaning up the trash.
If she hadn't fought desperately, she would be in the same situation as the Goddess of Life just now, or the evil god currently being twisted into a pretzel.
"Aaaaaaaahhhhh!!"
The god of kindness let out a sharp roar.
She stopped vomiting.
The benevolent divine power within her was no longer gentle, but began to surge violently like ignited gasoline. White flames erupted from every pore of her body; it was the God-King burning his primordial divine essence.
"Evil! Soul fusion!!"
The god of kindness leaped up from the ground.
Instead of rushing towards Navelette, she turned and charged towards the evil god who was suspended in mid-air.
Upon hearing these four words, a glint of madness flashed in the eyes of the evil god.
"So exciting!!!"
boom!
A ball of pitch-black demonic fire exploded directly from the chest of the evil god.
This is not fire used to attack enemies.
The fire is burning him.
Sizzle sizzle—
The stench of burnt flesh filled the air instantly.
Using the explosive force generated by his self-igniting divine body, and with his bones already broken, the evil god actually managed to "pull" his limbs out of the water bindings of Navelette.
Snap.
Half of a charred forearm fell into the water.
The evil god was ruthless; in order to escape, he directly burned the fascia of the bound hands and feet.
At this moment, he was like a puppet with its strings cut, yet he was being carried by that ball of black fire and crashed violently into the oncoming God of Kindness.
One black, one white.
Two orbs of light, representing the most primal order of the divine realm, collided violently in mid-air.
Thump—! ! !
The dull, loud noise caused countless black cracks to appear in the surrounding space.
Navelette narrowed her eyes slightly.
The strong wind blew his long, silvery-white hair.
At the center of the radiance, a huge two-colored halo is taking shape.
On the left is extreme black, and on the right is pure white.
The two opposing forces did not repel each other, but instead spun, merged, and collapsed at a frenzied speed.
The ruins of the entire divine realm were trembling.
The rubble defied the laws of gravity, slowly floating up before being crushed into dust in mid-air by that terrifying force field.
"This is..."
Frynn, who was hiding behind Villette, raised a hand to shield her eyes.
The light was too bright.
It was so bright it brought tears to my eyes.
(End of chapter)