In the Primordial Plane, the violent eruption of solar energy swallowed Dark Star Jarvan entirely in the blink of an eye.
Watching this from a distance, Daniel couldn’t help but feel a surge of emotion. He had always believed Jarvan to be incredibly powerful, a true stellar being among the mightiest. And yet, in front of the full power of the Sun God Apollo, Jarvan was no more than a moth rushing toward fla.
One collision.
Just one violent impact, and Jarvan was completely obliterated—body shattered, existence erased.
At the sa mont, the clash between these two celestial forces shook the very fabric of the Primordial Plane. Daniel could hardly believe his eyes as he watched spatial cracks open across the sky—space itself tearing apart from the pressure of their battle.
And beyond one of those spatial rifts... Daniel saw sothing unbelievable: it was the labyrinth—the sa place he had traversed earlier.
This was beyond anything Daniel had predicted. The laws of this world, the boundaries between realms, everything was collapsing under the weight of this cosmic struggle.
There was no doubt—Apollo’s power was monstrous.
Even the Blood Moon, which had once cast its dreadful glow over the world, was now retreating under Apollo’s blazing wrath. It dared not compete with such an overwhelming presence.
Yet, even though Jarvan’s body had been destroyed, Apollo’s rage did not diminish. Instead, he let out a furious, thunderous roar that echoed across all of existence.
"Damn you, Jarvan!"
"You bastard!!"
Daniel was taken aback. It was one thing for Apollo to be angry during battle—but now? He had already slain Jarvan. Why was he still so enraged?
There could only be one explanation.
Jarvan must have taken sothing from Apollo at the last mont—sothing crucial. That would explain the Sun God’s uncontrollable fury.
His flas surged outward, his divine light becoming ever more blinding. His body swelled to unfathomable size—hundreds of tis larger than before.
Looking up at the sky, Daniel could see that Apollo’s form had grown to engulf an enormous portion of the heavens.
For the mortals down on the ground, today’s events felt nothing short of the apocalypse.
The blazing sun above them seed poised to burn the entire world into ash.
How could anyone possibly survive such destruction?
All across the continent, the land had turned into a hellish sea of fire.
Apollo’s intentions were crystal clear: since the human race had dared deceive him, he would make them pay the ultimate price—total annihilation.
His scorching flas roasted the ground, and in re monts, countless lives were reduced to cinders.
No one could withstand this devastation—not even the most powerful beings.
Even Kate and the devotees of the Luck Goddess, as mighty as they were, struggled under the onslaught of Apollo’s solar wrath. If not for the divine shelter of the Divine Temple, they would have perished like the rest.
Inside the Divine Temple, where the divine protection remained intact, the people were safe—for now.
But even so, when the First Human Emperor looked out upon the burning land, despair took root in his heart.
"Can the human race really survive for another 4000 years in a world like this?"
"Did Daniel give false hope? Has humanity already been wiped out in the future?"
The sun in the sky grew ever brighter, and Apollo’s presence filled nearly one-third of the entire sky.
Scorching heat waves swept across every inch of the earth.
The scene resembled the end of days.
Under such conditions, how could humanity survive for another four millennia?
In fact, without the protection of the Luck Goddess, they probably wouldn’t even survive another forty minutes.
Was this the true end of the world?
Just when all life across the land was slipping into despair, sothing miraculous happened.
A gentle breeze began to blow—light and warm—and within monts, it swept across the entire continent.
In a matter of seconds, the overwhelming flas that had engulfed the world were extinguished.
Greenery—a symbol of life and rebirth—began to sprout anew from the scorched earth.
And then, sothing even more unbelievable occurred.
From the sky, a golden rain began to fall. But it wasn’t ordinary rain—it looked exactly like shimring gold coins descending from the heavens.
A calm, soothing aura spread across the world.
The air itself felt lighter, filled with an inexplicable sense of joy.
For a mont, it felt like this day had beco the luckiest day in history—a day of fortune for every race, for every living being.
Though no one knew exactly what it ant, the instant they witnessed this phenonon, an instinctive realization erged in their minds:
A god had been born.
At that mont, every creature—mortal or divine—heard the sa na resound in their minds:
[Luck Goddess — Luke]
Simultaneously, the entire world underwent a massive transformation.
The golden rain that fell from the sky turned into rare materials, treasure chests, magical items, and all sorts of miraculous artifacts as it touched the earth.
Even Apollo, burning with rage only monts ago, suddenly cald as he sensed this terrifying divine aura.
He imdiately began shrinking his massive form, reining in his power.
But just as the world seed to be settling, a second overwhelming presence descended.
Golden and silver radiance enveloped the earth, lighting up the heavens and piercing through the firmant.
In only three seconds, a second god erged.
[Goddess of Gold & Silver — Aurelia]
As Aurelia completed her ascension into godhood, a beam of holy light suddenly descended from the sky.
It streaked downwards—unwavering and precise—aid directly at the First Human Emperor.
His heart leapt in terror. For an instant, he was certain he was about to die.
But just as the divine light was about to strike, it veered off course—as if pulled by an unseen force—and curved mid-air.
Instead of striking the emperor, the beam crashed down into the Endless Sea.
A massive explosion followed.
The mont the light touched the sea, a titanic portion of the ocean evaporated instantly.
There wasn’t even ti for the water to boil—it transford directly into vapor.
Daniel, still in the Primordial Plane, turned his gaze toward the sea.
Where there had once been calm, there was now a gigantic void, a bottomless chasm where the ocean had once been.
The sea surged to fill the gap, but it was insatiable—as if the void could never be filled.
Daniel even began to suspect that this divine strike may have punched a hole directly into the abyss itself.
What stunned him most was the sheer scale of the damage. The crater created by Aurelia’s attack was larger than all the continents combined.
Daniel’s pupils constricted. He had never imagined that the power of a true god could be so horrifying.
Had that beam landed on land rather than sea, the entire continent would have been obliterated in an instant.
"Aurelia!" Daniel called out.
"I suggest you calm down. If you intend to harm the human race, I will not stand idly by."
"You know —I’m a man of my word. And only by honoring promises can we continue to prosper."
"Also, using brute force to bypass the rules for your ascension... don’t you think that’s risky?"
"If we’re talking raw combat power, I’m not your match. But in your current state, are you really prepared for a battle?"
"Aurelia... how about we make a bet?"
"If we fight here and now... who do you think will fall first?"
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