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Chapter 1429: A fateful battle? The audacious God-eating rat? (Yesterday's update)

The magical universe is a special area like the ocean between countless planes, filled with violent and chaotic energy and containing the chaotic forces of time and space. Only the top upper gods can barely protect themselves, and only the strong ones at the main god level can roam in it.

Such areas are called space turbulence and space-time storms, and are also the battlefields of the main gods.

The colorful space turbulence is extremely beautiful when viewed from afar, but ordinary people are not qualified to see such beautiful scenery.

Although in the material plane, ordinary gods and even some powerful sanctuaries who have mastered advanced mysteries can tear through space and rush into the turbulence of time and space, ordinary sanctuaries and gods basically will not do so, because the end result is basically death.

The sanctuary simply cannot withstand the terrifying power of the space turbulence, and the gods can barely hold on for a while. In the prisons of the various planes, some gods who have been imprisoned for countless years with no progress in strength may rush into the plane turbulence in desperation.

Because some material planes and plane prisons are even two sides of the same coin, and the plane prison is similar to a special passage for the undead to reach the underworld, the positions of the two are extremely close in the space turbulence, and there will be many contacting space nodes.

So if you are lucky, you can rush into the space turbulence from the plane prison and return to the material plane.

Of course, the outcome of such a gamble on luck is unpredictable. Apart from a small number of lucky ones who successfully enter the material plane, most of the others are lost in the turbulence of space and turn to ashes.

"Inside the Plane Prison, there seems to be another God-level preparing to rush into the space turbulence. Let's see how long he can hold on..."

In the subsidiary space secret room of Barak's material plane, a little old man with a bit of bookish air laughed and looked into the distance at the colorful space turbulence outside the space barrier, accurately locking onto a certain gray space node.

He is Beirut, the God-Eating Rat who has become invincible in his hometown, the Barak Material Plane. Although he has long been a top-notch god in the magic universe, he has never set foot in the four supreme planes and the seven main god planes. The most he has done is to enter the plane prison to communicate, practice and chat with those older gods.

The Barak plane had once been prosperous, and many of the ancients knew information about the four supreme planes and the seven main god planes. After learning many secrets, the little mouse felt that those top planes were too dangerous and not very interesting, so he stayed in his hometown and became the Sword God of Shilipo.

"I heard that the Eastern King Santos knows a lot of ancient secrets. I wonder what his legacy contains..."

Beirut, who looked like an old man with a mustache, stared at the gray space node with a gleam in his eyes. A long tail tore through the space and swung into the turbulence of space, enduring the baptism of the storm of time and space without being hurt.

During the long years, Beirut killed many god-level warriors in the plane prison. After harvesting their godhood, he swallowed it into his body to refine the essence and nourish his body and artifacts.

The divine nature bestowed by heaven and earth is the most solid substance known in the magical universe. Even the main god cannot destroy it. Therefore, the divine body and divine artifacts nourished by the essence of the divine nature are naturally the most solid and indestructible existence in the universe.

Beirut has a body and divine artifact that is stronger than the main artifact. Combined with his realm comparable to that of Shura and his innate magical power "God Devourer", he is naturally the best among the invincible upper gods. Even the Great Perfection can only defeat him at most, but basically cannot hurt him.

Of course, he is not without shortcomings. Although his physical body is strong and "God Devourer" is a natural magical power targeting the godhead and soul, his soul defense is slightly mediocre compared to his physical body and magical powers, so he has always wanted to make up for this shortcoming.

Because he knew his own shortcomings, Beirut had been practicing hard, intending to achieve great perfection to make up for the shortcomings in his soul. During his long years of hiding in the Tao, the little mouse's fun came from the plane prison. After all, there were not many gods left in the material plane, and in the plane prison, many sanctuaries and gods were imprisoned in the endless years since the creation of the world.

The sanctuary and the god-level have eternal life. As long as they are not killed by others or wiped out by the heavenly calamity that occurred hundreds of epochs ago, they can live forever.

During such a long period of time, naturally some powerful superior gods were born, some of whom were even older than Beirut. Beirut had always been curious about the era before the catastrophe appeared, and he was naturally interested in the relics of these old guys.

There are some top upper gods in the plane prison that even Beirut cannot attack directly, because if he provokes one, he might provoke a group of them. Fortunately, he has mastered the method of passing through the plane prison and the material plane, and he also has this special subsidiary plane that can observe the plane prison at any time.

Every time he discovered that there was a god-level being in the plane prison preparing to rush into the space turbulence, Beirut would be ready to salvage the "relics".

Over the long years, he used his long tail to catch many treasures and grew into a god-level fisherman who would never come up empty-handed.

One day, when Beirut was "fishing", he suddenly felt his tail reaching a position that was difficult to distinguish with his sight. Suddenly, a special wave came. Was it someone fighting in the turbulence of space?

The timid Beirut was startled, but soon he heard some conversations in battle. The bold God-Eating Rat decided to give it a try...

"Redding, Nimo, Ers, Bowen, none of you have divine clones, so what can you do even if you get the main godhood? Why do you have to compete with me?"

"Augusta, you bastard, we were the first to discover these main godheads. Even if we can't use them, why should we give them to you?"

"That's right. Others are afraid of you, the Lord of Light, but we four sacred beasts are not."

"Augusta, for the sake of the Lord of Fate, Auf, you better get out of here right away. Don't force us four beasts to join forces and kill you."

"Kill me? You guys..."

The chaotic conversation flowed along with the turbulent space. Beirut, the God-Eating Rat, sensed the battle in the distance through a long tail. He not only "saw" the bloody and fleshy bodies filled with the power of the main god, but also "saw" several main godheads emitting hazy halos.

"You actually have a supreme soul defense artifact? Big brother, second brother, fourth brother, hurry up..."

Suddenly, Beirut heard a female scream, and then a raging flame spread out. The Lord of Light, Augusta, who was hit by the combined power of the four sacred beasts, was unexpectedly safe and sound. Then he raised his sword and killed the four sacred beasts again.

At this moment, the cowardly Beirut made a daring move. He used his long tail to plunder all the battle-damaged bodies of the main gods, as well as the main godheads held in their claws. He played a big trick.

(End of this chapter)