"I'm finally free again!"
On the Wall of Origin, the gods wept with joy and reveled in their release. The longer they had been imprisoned, the more frantic their excitent. The power restored by Origin returned them to their peak.
Their strength was fully recovered.
The many Only Gods radiated powerful divine auras in all directions.
"I can't wait to strike Heaven."
"Hahaha... I never thought the day would co when I'd be freed from the Wall of Origin."
"I've been silent for far too long."
"Has the realm of gods forgotten my na?"
"This foolish world has forgotten its true ruler."
"The realm of the gods, your master has returned... hahaha!!"
A crowd of ancient beings—so old their years were imasurable—burst into egotistical declarations as soon as they were freed. "Has the world forgotten ?" "The emperor has returned." "I will once again dominate the realm." "They have forgotten my na. I will bring them pain once more." "Even if I slept for a thousand years, I remain invincible." "The day I return, all beings will kneel before ."
Their arrogance and swagger knew no bounds. If Bardi hadn't personally freed them, he would have thought they were a gang of ancient thugs too drunk on their own legend to realize how ridiculous they sounded.
Watching their pompous display, Bardi couldn't help but snort coldly. "Shut up."
So gods, feeling emboldened and not bound by any explicit restriction in the oath, decided to test him.
They tried.
And they died.
Bardi turned thirty-seven arrogant gods into chocolate, shattered their forms against the Wall of Origin, transford them into Origin essence, and obliterated them. Silence fell. All others stood at attention, awaiting orders.
Above the Wall of Origin, the gods floated in the void.
Bardi looked toward the Wall. Even though much of its energy had been used to restore the gods' power, the Wall of Origin showed no signs of weakening or diminishing.
Bardi revealed his true form. His black hair billowed, his expression cold, his eyes deep. He transford into a towering giant, standing tall in the void.
The void itself seed afraid of his divine body. It rippled and cracked around him.
With a shout, Bardi placed his hands on the Wall of Origin. Veins like cosmic rivers bulged across his divine form. All around him, miniature universes ford and collapsed—singularities exploding into new life, birthing intelligence and civilizations. The cosmic cycle repeated, with life flourishing and then fading.
And this was only the result of a single movent.
He hadn't even fully activated his power. The mont he did, entire universes would vanish.
There were countless such universes.
"Origin, what are you trying to do?!"
The gods were horrified. So shouted in alarm.
They had thought Bardi released them just to attack Heaven.
But no one said anything about tearing down the Wall of Origin!
He was pulling it down!
Pulling it down!
Pulling it down!
The Wall of Origin was the foundation of the God Realm—its power, laws, particles, and matter all rooted within it.
It was like soone smashing through your house's wall and ripping out the rebar.
What kind of insane move was this?
One misstep, and the God Realm would plunge into chaos. All living things could perish!
Boom boom!
Bang bang bang!
Zzzzz!
The God Realm quaked. The sky inverted. The Wall of Origin, which surrounded the realm, suddenly surged like a river flowing backward, rushing into Bardi's outstretched hands.
"He... he's... absorbing the Wall of Origin."
So gods stamred.
No one was blind. They all saw it.
"He's becoming the foundation of the God Realm!"
One god scread like a mortal witnessing the impossible.
But there was no destruction, as the gods had feared.
On the contrary, Bardi was stabilizing the God Realm in his own way.
He was protecting the very realm that had brought him suffering, had taken his subordinates, his wife, his friends—those who admired and believed in him—and had taken their lives.
Now, he would beco the cornerstone of the God Realm. Its true origin.
The revelation shocked many of the gods.
Bardi was still completely rational. He had not, as the Primal Monitor had feared, turned his rage at the loss of his loved ones into a vendetta to destroy the realm.
No one expected this.
Bardi had always co across as ruthless and domineering, but at his core, his original intentions remained unchanged.
Suddenly, a sacred portal appeared.
It was carved with angels, surrounded by radiant light and blooming flowers. From the glowing crack, warm light poured into the cold void.
Heaven's gates opened.
The angels erged like a flowing river. The five archangels—Michael, Gabriel, Raphael, Uriel, and Sariel—stood at the front, fully ard, with the Angel Legion massed behind them.
They had arrived in righteous fury.
But the mont they stepped out, the five angels froze.
Originally, they believed Origin would weaponize the Wall of Origin, destroy the foundations of the God Realm, and attack Heaven step by step.
But now...
It seed Origin was carrying the Wall of Origin.
And the Wall had not beco a weapon.
By shouldering the Wall, he was also assuming the burden of protecting the God Realm. If anything went wrong, he would be dood—worse than being imprisoned on the Wall himself.
The angels, who had arrived full of wrath, were montarily dumbfounded.
They didn't understand Bardi's purpose. Why bind himself this way?
Their angels governed the God Realm. Now Origin had beco its foundation.
Didn't that an they ruled over him?
Were they destined to coexist?
One angel thought along these lines.
But then the truth beca clear.
They had killed his loved ones. Taken everything from him. He had no other choice.
Even if he beca the foundation, he could still be dominated by another god.
To Origin, angels were re mortals.
To the angels...
"Stop him!!"
Michael roared. He stepped on a dragon, wielding his red cross-blade, preparing to sever the link between Bardi and the Wall of Origin.
For countless centuries, the Wall had been a forbidden zone—a prison used by the angels to hold sinful gods. Though it wasn't theirs, long-term use made them believe it was their territory.
Now the original owner wanted it back?
"Stop! Origin, are you trying to destroy the God Realm?!"
The angels realized the danger.
Origin could replace the manager. Or even destroy Heaven.
He must not absorb the Wall of Origin.
The angels and their legions advanced to stop him.
But a group of gods stood in their path, smiling wickedly.
"Ah... angels."
"A whole group beat down and glued to the Wall, rember?"
"Angels, your end is here."
"Gabriel, allow to deliver your final judgnt!"
"I've picked your burial site."
"The Eye of Origin will bury you."
Faced with the approaching swarm of vengeful, battle-hardened gods, the five angels exchanged helpless glances.
Even with their legion, they couldn't stop this horde of ravenous, hate-fueled monsters.
"Retreat."
Michael shouted, panicked. The angels, who had charged in furiously, now scrambled in reverse toward Heaven's gate.
The gate slamd shut behind them, leaving the gods shedding mocking, pitying tears of laughter.
Bardi glanced at them.
With a wave of his hand, the massive Wall of Origin folded like cloth and was absorbed into his body.
Monts later.
The entire God Realm trembled, as if a heavy weight had landed.
It was as though the realm had fallen to the ground.
He was carrying the God Realm.
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Outside the Wall of Origin, now gone, the God Realm's aura gradually spread outward. The tremor, like the drop of a massive object, rippled in every direction.
The Primal Monitor, walking through a vast white expanse, felt the violent vibration the mont Bardi absorbed the Wall.
"It's a heart that seeks to protect everything."
He turned his head, as though seeing Bardi in the distance, carrying the Wall of Origin. His expression was unreadable.
"But you're too bold. You want to take the God Realm for yourself... and devour the Beast."
"Trinity, Trinity, Trinity..."
The Monitor shook his head, sighed slightly, then turned and continued walking through the endless white.
In his space, a furious voice echoed.
"Where are you taking ?"
"Too empty."
(To be continued.)
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