As the sealed space was forcibly torn apart, Regalzeva's warship was the first to enter.
Normally, it would take at least several months to breach the sealed space.
However, with the teleportation spells of this world's nurous Mythos, after analyzing them, Regalzeva and the others quickly deciphered the enemy's seal.
They successfully tore through space and entered the enemy's stronghold.
As for why they possessed the teleportation spells of various Mythos, it was not obtained after the invasion but rather from captured deities such as Hades.
These were nothing but trash—after a round of torture, they readily sold out their own world's intelligence.
Thus, after studying the specifics of these deities, Regalzeva had no intention of keeping such beings alive.
Keeping them would only be a nuisance.
"How exciting~"
As he spoke these words, he rose from his throne.
The mont he stood up, the warship passed through the spatial rift, and a new vista unfolded before his eyes.
Had they arrived above the ocean?
Ah, he could also sense the so-called gods on the landmass directly ahead.
But what he sought was not these; it was the one who had locked onto him.
That individual was here—where exactly?
Above him?
Looking up, they saw a massive ring of light in the sky?
Beneath the center of the ring floated an island—positioned directly above their battleship.
The enemy was up there, right?
Suddenly, the space behind them tore open and violently snapped shut, as if fearing their escape.
"Interesting. I'll take the one above. The rest are yours."
With these words, Regalzeva transford into a streak of light and shot toward the floating island in the sky.
"Seraselbes, follow !"
"What?"
"I have a bad feeling! We must go all out against the one above!!!"
After saying this, lvazoa imdiately followed.
Upon entering this space, he had sensed intense unease.
To transcend death, he had mastered temporal interference and even learned to manipulate the concept of existence itself.
Yet now, he acutely felt that ti and existence in this world were profoundly abnormal—as if another master of temporal and existential manipulation lurked nearby.
For the first ti, he felt the breath of death so close, as if it already clung to him.
When lvazoa instantly reached the floating island, he saw Regalzeva with a grave expression, staring ahead with unprecedented severity.
A temple stood before them?
It was a familiar temple—one that had appeared during the Final Battle Between Humans and Gods—whose master was King Solomon.
Thus, when the three siblings faced this aberrant sight ahead, their pupils contracted violently.
"H-how? Why?"
"Isn't he dead? Why is he here?!!!"
lvazoa and Seraselbes' voices grew hoarse with disbelief as they stared at the figure before them.
"Heh heh heh... How amusing, truly amusing!!!"
Regalzeva, however, burst into laughter so intense it shook the surrounding space.
He had long yearned to confront such a legendary figure, and now his wish was granted.
In an instant, a wormhole spatial tunnel materialized around Regalzeva—not leading outside, but connecting to his battleship below.
His ship seed to disintegrate, its components liquefying and flowing through the wormhole to rge with his body.
In the blink of an eye, his form expanded from seven ters to ten ters.
It was bizarre—how could a kiloters-long battleship condense into a re three-ter growth?
Without hesitation, lvazoa and Seraselbes simultaneously unleashed their full power, assuming their ultimate forms.
"BOOM—!"
Regalzeva had already launched his attack.
The deafening roar ca not from a direct collision, but from compressed air exploding and space twisting in agony.
BANG—!
This ti, his fist t the enemy's directly, shattering the distorted space instantly.
The resulting shockwave scattered half the planet's clouds.
No—it tore a gaping hole through the atmosphere itself.
Ten thousand ters below the ocean's surface, the impacted sea instantly collapsed into a depression, while surrounding waters imdiately surged into kiloter-high tsunamis that rapidly swept outward in all directions.
"BOOM——!"
A massive explosion erupted—this was lvazoa's attack.
Thus, a sun blood forth, instantly devouring the floating islands and expanding down to the ocean's surface.
In re monts, thousands of kiloters of seawater vaporized, exposing the seabed which instantly glowed red-hot like molten magma.
Viewed from space, it resembled nothing less than a colossal volcanic crater.
"Hurry! Has everyone been evacuated?"
"One-tenth remain."
The gods were swiftly relocating personnel—not rely fleeing this place, but transferring them to currently occupied territories in other worlds.
The enemy hadn't committed all forces to invade this world, leaving so troops to guard certain regions. Thus, the evacuated gods would proceed to these strongholds to eliminate the remaining foes.
Of course, there was one more crucial place to secure—the deepest layer of the Underworld, where the interworld passage lay.
In the blink of an eye, the final wave of retreat consisted entirely of won.
They rode atop a massive Red Dragon, traversing the Dinsional Gap.
All of them watched with tension the battle that tore through heaven and earth!!!
The mont the colossal Red Dragon entered the Dinsional Gap—
"Born at this mont, to correct all things—"
As these incantations echoed, they witnessed the vast ribbon of light in the sky instantly fracture into countless rays descending.
In an instant, boundless heat was unleashed, setting the entire world ablaze.
In the blink of an eye, the world before them transford into a star-like entity.
The star's tens of millions of degrees Celsius surged forth, threatening to flood into the Dinsional Gap.
But before it could rush in, the dinsional rift sealed shut.
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