Crossing the Timeline: Is It Reasonable for Me, the God of Wealth, To Be Short on Money? Chapter 176

The old woman and the other two Emperor Level beings from the Magic Clan each took out the cores of the great destruction formation.

“Destruction!”

“Rise!”

As the pitch-black energy of destruction surged, the three main parts of the great destruction formation, powerful enough to annihilate a section of the Arrow Realm, were fully ford.

In the next mont, inside the Theater World, a pillar of destruction shot into the sky, resonating with the three light pillars outside.

Instantly, the great destruction formation was complete.

“Celestial Prison, one-fourth of the great destruction formation is inside. We’re handing control over to you. You take charge.”

“Be careful! The God of Theater is incredibly strong! Focus so of your power around yourself!”

“Stay vigilant against the God of Theater!”

The old woman released her spiritual energy as per the usual procedure and sent a ssage into the Theater World.

However, since there were no external changes, the old woman didn’t notice anything unusual.

As a result, the Celestial Prison Lord only received the first part of the ssage.

He didn’t hear a single word of the old woman’s warnings that followed.

“Got it!”

“Leave it to !”

With a thought, the Celestial Prison Lord sent a ssage outward.

In the next mont, the great destruction formation was activated.

The overwhelming force of destruction instantly spread across the vast Arrow Realm.

In no ti, many powerful beings took notice.

Even those who hadn’t been paying attention before turned their gazes toward it.

So were from the Arrow Realm, while others were from the human camp.

“I don’t know why, but you all love to underestimate .”

The God of Theater chuckled softly, muttering to himself.

Before he even finished speaking, his figure had already appeared behind the Celestial Prison Lord.

“This is my world!”

“In my world, you dare to attack .”

“You even gather your great destruction formation right in front of . What are you thinking?”

Hearing the God of Theater’s voice, the Celestial Prison Lord felt a chilling energy surge through his skull.

But before he could turn to counter, an unstoppable, powerful force struck from all sides, crashing into the Celestial Prison Lord’s mind with overwhelming force.

In an instant, the Celestial Prison Lord’s eyes went blank.

“Drama!”

“Puppet!”

The God of Theater extended his right hand, and the mont it touched the Celestial Prison Lord’s forehead, the spark returned to the Celestial Prison Lord’s eyes.

From the outside, there was no visible change in him.

“Teleportation formation!”

“Target: Realm of Magic!”

“Since the Magic Clan upset the God of Martial Arts, the Magic Clan can’t just lose one Emperor Level powerhouse!”

“It’s a sha that only an Emperor Level powerhouse from the Magic Clan showed up.”

“Those old-tirs friendly with the Magic Clan seem to have their own plans today.”

The God of Theater said with a smile, then took a step, his figure quietly appearing at the very edge of the Theater World.

It was here that the God of Martial Arts had enabled him to gain enlightennt. After his last breakthrough, his art of theater improved dramatically.

Three years of hard training saved!

That’s no joke!

And three years is enough ti for his strength to change significantly.

“I don’t get it; after being tricked so many tis, why haven’t you learned?”

“In the Arrow Realm, the desire to destroy my holand still lingers!”

“Today, let the tremors of the Realm of Magic mark the beginning of our show of force!”

The God of Theater thought, then quickly sent a ssage to the God of Magic.

“Quick, use your spell to bring out the two treasures of the Snow Spirit Clan.”

“Then unleash two big skills for the final blow.”

“We need to get out of here!”

Hearing this, the God of Magic raised an eyebrow, and his hands beca a blur. Powerful magic circles spread across the sky of the Snow Spirit Clan once again.

He knew the God of Theater well; when he said things like this, it usually ant they were about to go all out!

So he had to grab the treasures and make a quick escape!

“Beep beep beep…”

The God of Magic unleashed his imnse ntal energy, instantly covering the Snow Soul Realm.

In the next mont, the two clan treasures of the Snow Spirit Clan transford into streaks of light and shot toward the sky.

And to keep the Ancestor of the Snow Spirit Clan from noticing, the God of Magic imdiately cast the forbidden joint magic he had recently created!

Twenty-seven different forbidden spells were fused together through the power of magical essence, then unleashed at a specific mont, creating a spectacle that would shock the world!

The art of explosion was sothing he still loved.

“Damn it!”

The Ancestor of the Snow Spirit Clan felt like he was losing his mind. He truly couldn’t understand how things had gotten this far!

Not to ntion the terrifying waves of destruction above, how did that half-baked God of Magic end up fighting again?

With such a huge conflict erupting above, isn’t the battlefield’s unspoken rule to stop and watch the show?

Why are they still fighting?

More importantly, does fighting the Snow Spirit Clan even matter right now?

Isn’t it obvious that the Magic Clan’s problem is way more serious?

Sigh!

At first, he just wanted to call soone in to diate.

He clearly didn’t want a war to break out.

But now, the war’s situation is completely out of his hands.

“What a sha. On the way to grab the two treasures, we could only stop by two of the Snow Spirit Clan’s treasure vaults.”

“The other seven will have to wait for next ti.”

After the God of Magic quietly took the two treasures and the two vaults, he still felt a bit of regret.

He knew exactly where all nine of the Snow Spirit Clan’s treasure vaults were!

But ti doesn’t wait, so he’ll just have to co back later.

It’s just too bad—who knows when “next ti” will be?

After all, this ti they were fighting under the rare banner of avenging the God of Wealth.

“Whoosh!”

A piercing sound cut through the air, and in an instant, the God of Magic vanished.

At the sa ti, the massive, intricate magic circles above the Snow Soul Realm stopped working and began to fade.

“Gone?”

The Ancestor of the Snow Spirit Clan sighed in relief. Finally, he was gone.

But for so reason, an even deeper sense of unease settled in his chest.

The God of Magic has left!

Up above, the Magic Clan unleashed their final move, and it looked like the battle on the God of Theater’s side was about to wrap up.

Of course, he never even considered the possibility of the God of Theater falling.

If the God of Theater could be taken down that easily, the Arrow Realm would’ve killed him countless tis by now.

“Let’s hope nothing else goes wrong!”

The Ancestor of the Snow Spirit Clan muttered anxiously, “We haven’t even fully erged from the Arrow Realm, and the main realm is already in ruins.”

“Once this is over, I’ll have the clans under my command send a shipnt of resources, then dispatch a third of their people to help rebuild the Snow Soul Realm!”

“Seems like that’s the only option.”

Before the Ancestor of the Snow Spirit Clan could think too much longer, a pillar of destruction, condensed to its absolute limit, shot through the clouds.

That pillar of destruction was like a starved beast finally freed after being sealed away for ages, desperate to destroy everything in its path.

Just then, the Theater World that had been shielding the area and blocking all senses disappeared.

And with it, the God of Theater vanished too.

The old woman stared at the sudden turn of events, stunned. “Just like that… it’s over?”

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