With a resonant voice echoing through the void, a phantasmal and dazzling light appeared before everyone, gradually solidifying into a humanoid form.
As Lynn Maxwell, who had just constructed a low-dinsional projection, appeared, he snapped his fingers in an instant.
In the next mont, the millions of undead besieging the royal capital began to disintegrate from the microscopic level. Nurous shrieking demons, high-ranking banshees existing in soul form, and fearso skeletal dragons were all broken down into basic particles, scattering into the void…
This effortless annihilation of a million undead by a re gesture sent shivers down the spines of the legendary figures present. Although they were prepared and confident in their ability to destroy these undead legions, they could not have done it with such ease and without any collateral damage. The control over energy exhibited was nothing short of astounding.
The most crucial aspect was that they couldn't comprehend how the attack was initiated!
However, for Harof and others, while they were stunned, they were more relieved than anything!
After enduring five grueling days under the intense onslaught of the undead army, everyone was exhausted. Now, they finally managed to delay until Lynn completed the divinity ceremony!
Aurora breathed a sigh of relief, then imdiately recalled the words of the Great Lich, Cecil. Besides here, it seed that other parts of the kingdom were also under attack by the undead army.
This could very well be one of the conditions for the Lord of the Undead to descend.
"Do not worry, those invading undead have already been dealt with by ," Lynn said nonchalantly before anyone else could ask, his casual snap of the fingers earlier leaving no room for doubt.
While speaking, Lynn reached out again, disregarding the spatial distance, and directly extracted a strange light point from Harof's energy body.
Harof imdiately felt the restoration of control over his energy body, still terrified at heart.
"What is this thing?" Harof couldn't help but ask.
"Just a spell capable of interfering with the ntal control over magic," Lynn quickly discerned the essence of the item, which had reached a higher dinsional level.
Was it appropriate to call him a ninth-tier spellcaster, the commander of this plane invasion war?
Indeed, he had so tricks up his sleeve…
It was only then that Lynn turned his gaze towards the Great Lich, Cecil.
The latter's soul fire in his pupils vibrated intensely, clearly not expecting a true god to descend, and even more astonished by Lynn's recent words.
The Moon Goddess Diana had died?
Cecil realized the situation was gradually slipping from his control. However, facing a newly ascended, unknown deity, he still tried to maintain the dignity of a ninth-tier legendary wizard.
"Great extradinsional deity, I am the most faithful assistant and servant under the Lord of the Undead, commanded to co for the relics of the Moon Goddess Diana. Now that the goddess has perished, perhaps we should not continue fighting…"
Cecil's posture was very low, carefully moderating his tone, fully aware that his own power was insufficient to contend with a true god.
Lynn did not rush to eliminate him outright, as he still had much information to inquire about.
From the beginning to the end, he harbored doubts about the words spoken by that mysterious raven.
But now, Lynn was more curious about another matter, saying with interest, "You wish to negotiate? Even after we've slain so many high-ranking undead?"
Although he had been busy with the ascension ceremony in the previous days, his domain covered the entire continent, and he was well aware that just in five days, the legendary undead who had perished at their hands had already exceeded seven, not to ntion the fodder and other high-ranking undead, numbering well over ten million!
Such massive losses were spoken of so lightly by the other party, indicating that the Lord of the Undead's accumulation and heritage were perhaps beyond his expectations,
"It is not negotiating with you, extradinsional deity!" Cecil said very humbly. "Only the great Lord of the Undead is worthy to discuss with you!"
"Negotiate directly with the Lord of the Undead?" A trace of sarcasm appeared on Lynn's face; he wasn't foolish to that extent and could naturally see the other's malicious intentions.
That would an he had to directly confront a god whose lifespan and power were completely unknown.
Cecil couldn't see the changes in Lynn's expression but could hear the sarcasm in his words, his heart sinking as he realized he was likely dood today.
But his soul's phylactery was still in the hands of the Lord of the Undead; he didn't dare harbor a thought of betrayal…
"Who is the God of Life and Creation?" Lynn suddenly asked.
Cecil was visibly startled, then his expression also showed so surprise. "I did not expect you to know of His Majesty…"
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ynn nodded, since the so-called God of Life and Creation really existed, then perhaps the Star ssenger's words could be sowhat credible.
"Then I'll return this to you," Lynn suddenly raised his hand, and the light point in his palm instantly compressed to a limit, then with a flick of his thumb and middle finger, the light point transford into a streak of light racing towards Cecil.
Alert, Cecil's soul fire in his pupils suddenly burst forth, but it was only at this mont that he realized his body was immobilized.
The surrounding elents, like iron nails, were firmly fixed in place by so force, also immobilizing his body, forcing him to watch helplessly as the streak of light sped towards him at high speed, unable to dodge.
However, the "High-Rank Curse" was after all a spell personally released by Cecil, and no one knew better than him how to break it, more importantly, due to his previous achievents in conquering foreign realms, the generous Lord of the Undead had already granted him the most critical credential for godhood—divinity.
This was also why Cecil knew this plane was the territory of the Moon Goddess, yet dared to step into this world!
An odd crystal in the vast ocean of his consciousness vibrated slightly, and the light streak aid at him imdiately veered off, disappearing from everyone's sight.
"Huh?!" Lynn was sowhat surprised; although he hadn't exerted much effort, he had not expected Cecil to be able to deflect that strike.
Cecil was even more thrilled because he had just blocked an attack from a god!
But thinking about it, this was actually normal; having been granted divinity by the Lord of the Undead, he could be called a demi-god!
And what he needed to face was just a god who had just completed his ascension and hadn't had ti to master the laws, his chances weren't necessarily nonexistent!
Gradually emboldened, Cecil regained so confidence and didn't hesitate to challenge the new god before him, his mind controlling four high-ranking undead guards whose forms rapidly exploded.
Cecil was very clear that ordinary thods would never threaten a god, he needed to use four legendary souls as nourishnt to cast an Explosion Spell!
At the mont the spell was triggered, Cecil also felt a pang of heartache, after all, legendary souls were not so easy to collect, the majority would be transford into undead, enhancing the legion's power.
These four legendary souls were his most important trump cards accumulated over the last century, now used as a one-ti fuel!
The power that burst forth was particularly terrifying!
A horrifying soul shriek imdiately resounded through the void, and within the dark green fog of the undead, a series of ferocious spirits surged forth, then rushed towards Lynn and the others.
Harof, Aurora, and Victorio were all tense, but they soon discovered that the spreading fog of the undead, while seeming to approach them, was in fact becoming increasingly distant.
This perception contradicting reality was quite bizarre, but similar situations had been experienced over a year ago when facing Aila, and Harof and others had gone through it…
Lynn stretched out his hand again, and the tide-like undead fog suddenly coiled towards the center from all directions.
In fact, it was not the soul fog that was coiling, but the entire space!
Seeing the undead fog easily resolved, the Great Lich, Cecil, who had just begun to swell with confidence, was instantly crushed, because this was the most powerful thod he possessed, yet it had no effect at all!
Flee…
The only thought left in Cecil's mind was to escape, the 'divinity' within his sea of consciousness trembled again, unfortunately, it was too late, a series of arithtic locks extended from the void, binding him tightly.
These chains were different from Victorio's rune chains; they bound not only his body but also his soul on a higher plane!
And connected to the chains were a series of large, intricate gears.
Those were gears!
A multitude of illusory gears appeared in the void, each cog interlocking with the others, layer upon layer intertwined.
As Cecil had anticipated, Lynn had just completed his ascension and wasn't adept in the new realm yet, but compared to other new gods, he had a vast amount of microscopic theory as a foundation and could use countless thods!
These gears erging in the void, varying in size, were a set of gear accelerators, the force applied on the first gear would increase tenfold continuously…
An exponentially growing figure was undoubtedly terrifying, even with Lynn's current ability, he could only manifest nine gears, that is, a hundred million tis the increase!
The gears erging behind Lynn turned vigorously once.
Billions of tons of high pressure were instantly applied to Cecil!
Anything taken to its extre possessed terrifying destructive power, especially since this pressure ca not only from three-dinsional space but from a higher-dinsional level!
Under Cecil's terrified perception, the skeleton body created by the Lord of
the Undead, filled with powerful magic and incredibly sturdy, began to deform, bend, and crack, from body to soul, being gradually crushed under the imnse pressure.
Cecil pinned all his hopes on that 'divinity', desperately activating the power of the cube, trying to break free from the arithtic locks' bondage.
A strong fluctuation imdiately emanated from the cube, but before Cecil could rejoice, he realized that his soul, being crushed to bits under layers of pressure, was being sucked into this cube.
It was only then that Cecil finally realized that what the other party had bestowed upon him was not divinity at all, but a creation containing the power of death!
Now, under the heavy pressure of the arithtic locks, this creation shattered…
Before being completely devoured by the deathly power, Cecil managed to let out an angry roar.
"Lord of the Undead, you deceived ?!"
In that instant, Cecil understood everything, why the Lord of the Undead valued him so much, precisely because his soul's phylactery was in the other's hands, utilizing the intertwined effect of divine power and soul to open the gateway between two worlds, which was also the last safeguard for invading this plane!
Lynn imdiately sensed sothing was amiss, within the arithtic locks wrapping around Cecil, a chaotic aura was continuously spreading outward!
Lynn's right hand, which had been open, clenched abruptly, and the shadow of gears behind him turned vigorously once again, accompanied by a 'clattering' sound of chains turning, Cecil's body and soul were utterly ground into dust, and the interior of the chains gradually quieted down…
Harof and the others, also sensing this terrifying aura, breathed a sigh of relief, but Lynn's expression remained grave.
As expected, just seconds later, the boundless sky cracked open a gap, endless magic and material constantly erging from within.
Unlike when opening a space-ti gate, the magic and elents entering this world all contained a special will, or rather, the divine realm of the Lord of the Undead was invading this world!
The entire space was shaking violently, ti beca disordered, and a chaotic color was flowing in from the gap!
That was a black to the extre paleness… revealing a strange and chilling might, as if it wanted to devour the entire world!
"Lord of the Undead?!" Lynn solemnly uttered this divine na, at the mont the crack appeared, his divine realm broke open a large hole, or rather, was suppressed by the other's divine realm!
For the guards and wizards in the royal capital, they could only see the sky crack open, and the pale chaos expanding.
But Lynn could clearly see, a series of ferocious heads were drilling out from the spatial crack.
The opponent's divine body was hard to describe in words, it was a twisted soul entanglent, resembling the multi-headed serpent Hydra from mythology, possessing more than one head.
Legendary figures like Harof managed to glimpse a trace of the true face of the Lord of the Undead, and imdiately, an endless inferno began to burn around them.
Gods are invisible, imasurable, and unknowable…
This is the iron law of the main world! Unless one actively constructs a low-dinsional projection for communication like Lynn, glimpsing a god's body itself is an extrely dangerous affair.
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