Boundless heat was released, engulfing the entire world.
Thus, this shocking and horrifying scene unfolded.
The oceans evaporated in an instant, revealing the seabed, turning the once smooth, rounded planet as seen from outer space into sothing grotesquely ugly.
The vegetation covering the land turned to black ash in a flash.
The mountains, as if sculpted from ice cream, lted rapidly from solid to liquid.
No, even the earth itself lted swiftly, glowing red like magma.
This magma flowed into the seabed, filling the vast, hideous craters.
In the span of a single breath, the planet beca a massive crimson fireball, akin to a miniature star.
Witnessing such power, the gods had no doubt that the three pillar gods of the otherworld could survive—they would be reduced to ashes.
Of course, the observing gods weren't watching from within this world—that would be suicide.
Nor were they in outer space around it; instead, they observed everything through a device.
Suddenly, the enormous fireball began to collapse, dissipating like dry ice.
Clearly, this space had reached its limit and was starting to crumble and vanish.
After all, this wasn't a real world but one replicated through an imnsely vast and complex spell.
Though not real, the gods had no doubt that if such heat were released in the actual human world, it would cause equally terrifying consequences.
Humans would be vaporized instantly, and the affected gods, having lost humanity, would vanish as well.
In other words, this strike wasn't just one to annihilate humanity—it was a blow capable of destroying myths themselves.
"Sigh."
"Forgotten even more again."
"Is there truly no way to preserve any trace of history?"
They watched gloomily, one by one.
That boundless heat wasn't just converted from the existence and history of Hades and his followers.
Those people vanishing without a trace, rembered by no one or god, mattered little—they were just trash anyway.
But within that heat lay the contributions of their own fallen—gods who had died protecting this world.
In death, they exerted their final strength, transforming their existence and history into heat to safeguard this world.
Thus, they would not be rembered by anyone, which truly pains the living gods.
However, if this were not done, the death of gods would have an impact on the human world itself.
By erasing their existence in this way, humans would not even rember that such gods existed, and the human world would not experience turmoil, nor would it cause chaos across various mythologies.
But this stability is only temporary.
With the deaths of most rulers of the underworld, led by Hades, their original duties are left unfulfilled, causing issues with the destination and managent of human souls after death.
Although so gods can temporarily take over these responsibilities, only a true God of the Underworld can handle them properly.
Therefore, a new God of the Underworld must be established as soon as possible.
"Alright, now is not the ti to dwell on these worries."
"The invaders remaining in this world still need us to eliminate them!!!"
The war is not yet over.
Not only are there remnants of the opposing forces in this world, but there is also their ho world.
They cannot simply close the gates and be done with it.
As the saying goes, "Wildfires cannot burn it all; with the spring breeze, it grows again." Thus, they must counterattack into that world to completely eradicate the threat.
So, in the deepest layer of the Underworld—
"Boom—!"
A girl known as the "Red-Haired Annihilation Princess" shattered the third pillar of the "Seven Luminaries" with her destructive magical power.
It was a close call—the gate was nearly destroyed by the enemy.
Imdiately afterward, several figures erged from the other side of the gate. These were not people from another world but her own allies, sent to clear out the chanical beings near the gate on the other side.
Suddenly, a spatial fluctuation occurred nearby, and two figures—one large, one small—appeared.
One was a seemingly expressionless loli—the Infinite Dragon God Ophis—and the other was the person the girls here had been deeply worried about.
Seeing him appear safe and sound, they couldn't help but feel overjoyed.
So, Rias rushed over without hesitation, only to—
"This—"
Her mind went blank for a mont. She had missed him.
No, it wasn't that she missed him—she had passed right through him. He was like an illusion, a re hologram.
Moreover, this image was gradually fading and disappearing.
Realizing sothing, Rias's expression—
"Don't worry, it's just that my body couldn't withstand it. We will et again soon."
As these words fell, everyone connected to him received a ssage in their minds, and the rising negative emotions were imdiately suppressed.
"Will you really return, King Solomon?"
A cute blonde girl dressed as a nun—Asia—spoke with a hint of unease.
Her words stirred similar worries in others, and they cast anxious, teary-eyed glances.
"If it cos to it, we can just go find him!"
"The world of Evie Etoulde is connected to that side, right?"
"Let's charge over!"
So of them said this.
"Rias, I'll leave the rest to you here."
"Mm."
On this side.
"How is it? Is the situation over there almost settled?"
The Valkyrie Brunhilde spoke to the man who had just opened his eyes before her.
Without waiting for his reply, she looked ahead at an astonishingly large temple—the temple of the Primordial God Gaia.
Beneath this temple lay the ruins of many other temples, flattened remnants of Greek mythological sanctuaries.
Now, this place too was about to witness the final decisive battle.
Most of the mythological realms had been reclaid, leaving only the Greek mythological space remaining.
The conflict had taken a heavy toll on their side as well.
Odin and the others who had fought in Ragnarök, despite having been resurrected once before, had mostly fallen in battle again—this ti beyond saving.
Only Buddha, Hades, and Thor remained alive, but their conditions were far from ideal. While Hades could still move with difficulty, the other two were currently in the ICU.
Suddenly, a pillar of light erupted from the temple across from them.
"What is this?"
Brunhilde felt uneasy.
"She's trying to make herself the consciousness of this world!"
Renji, who also possessed so control over this world's Akashic System, imdiately understood Gaia's intention.
It appeared the coming confrontation would be purely a clash of consciousness!
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