Greece brings evildoers.

Chapter 691 Am I playing the villain?

Boom boom boom!

Spell projectiles flew horizontally, and streaks of light shot out.

The divine weapon was brandished, and its power reverberated.

As the Persian Empire's allied forces of gods launched a fierce attack, the floating islands where the seventy-two demon gods resided were instantly engulfed by the flames of the explosions and the billowing smoke and dust, with large amounts of flesh and blood scattering outwards.

Faced with the invading enemy, the seventy-two demon gods guarding the temple were not to be outdone.

Their bodies surged with red light, and their shattered flesh regenerated and recovered at an extremely fast speed.

Countless crimson tentacles also sprouted, shooting out in all directions into the sky, slamming down one deity after another like swatting flies.

Immediately afterwards, a vast and sinister declaration resounded from the frenzied flesh and blood:

"The gods will surely perish, and our lord will surely rebuild the world!"

Those who overstep their bounds shall not be forgiven!

"Death penalty! Death penalty!"

One after another, malevolent eyeballs squeezed out from the bodies of the seventy-two demon gods, each locking onto its target and unleashing a furious barrage of firepower at these intruding enemies.

Buzz buzz!

Tens of thousands of crimson magical beams shot out from the still-lingering smoke and dust, blasting the first wave of rash gods into flying bits of flesh with lightning speed.

Immediately afterwards, countless darting eyes turned to the four Origin Gods:
"False god! False god!"

"All nations on earth shall be the kingdom of our Lord and of his Christ!"

In an instant, billions of beams of light converged at the center, converging into one, transforming into a torrent that annihilated everything, washing over the four Origin Gods on the periphery.

At the same time, the massive demon army was squeezed out of the magical summoning arrays on the seventy-two floating islands and launched a counterattack, advancing all the way towards the four Origin Gods.

What an arrogant thing!
The four Origin Gods were enraged and decisively activated their powers.

Four powerful primordial divine forces formed a torrent that annihilated everything, instantly killing tens of thousands of bizarre demons and severely injuring the seventy-two demon gods as well.

The magic circles in the square went out, the floating islands shattered, and the fragments of statues and buildings floated pitifully in mid-air. The demon pillars, now without support, twisted and writhed helplessly.

Although they all possess the status of chief deities, to the gods at the origin level, they are no different from ants on the roadside.

To avoid any unforeseen complications, the four Origin Gods didn't hesitate and simply lowered their stance, personally leading the charge.

"Blasphemy! Blasphemy! Blasphemy!"

The demonic pillars in the ruins roared angrily, their tendrils regenerating at an astonishing speed, and their darting eyes radiating a chilling malice towards the invading enemies.

Stare! Disdain!
Open your eyes! Blink!

Tears welling in my eyes! My gaze is downcast!
Squint! Akame!
One after another, powers containing various negative emotions, as well as curses such as weakness, aging, decay, paralysis, and sluggishness, pulsed and overlapped to form a strange magical field.

The time for awakening has come! Incineration Style: Flauros!

The time for drifting has come! Burning style - Buddha's Niu Si!
The time for crossing the road has come! Burning Style Barbatos!

The long-awaited moment has arrived! Burning Style - Baal!

In an instant, the colorful tentacles that covered the ruined square gathered their magic, concentrated their power, and unleashed their divine might.

For a moment, the four Origin Gods felt their bodies become somewhat heavy, the flow of divine power within them became sluggish, their steps faltered, and their faces turned unusually gloomy.

Things that don’t know whether to live or die!
—The primordial, chaotic water!
—The remains of the dead!
Ennu and Enzambhi were the first to unleash their powers. One summoned the Primordial Chaos Water from the void, which could dissolve all things, while the other transformed into a black skull ten thousand meters tall with divine power.

Instantly, the thousands of magical beams that bombarded the area were completely dissolved; one by one, the demon god pillars were torn to shreds by the black skull.

However, the bloodshed and destruction did not frighten these demonic pillars; instead, they further aroused their desire for resistance and ferocity.

Amazing! A divine eye! The time for rebirth has come!

Look up! Look down! The time for pioneering has come!
Compassionate eyes! Pleasant eyes! The destined time has come!

In a short time, Armored Shehapas, Perceptive Star Amon, and Life Academy Spernak unleashed their powers, and the originally dead Demon God Pillars quickly regenerated, launching a new round of suppression and bombardment against the four leading Origin Gods.

Jade eyes! Drunken eyes! The time for a fork in the road has come!

Sleep! Close your eyes! The time of death has come!

Although the thousands of magical beams that shot out only stirred up spatial ripples in front of the four Origin Gods and could not break through the protective barrier they had constructed, they brought an unprecedented sense of humiliation.

When did something as insignificant as an ant dare to provoke these kings who stand at the top of the food chain?
Unforgivable!

Shiva and Zarwan's eyes flashed with murderous intent as they angrily attacked.

—The fire of the red lotus burns everything to ashes!

—Flames gather into light, and time is eternal!

The divine flames, fueled by the two primal powers of [Destruction] and [Time], swept forward, instantly incinerating the seventy-two pillars of demons and the densely packed army of demons who were putting up a last stand.

However, only a moment later.

Reddish-black fleshy buds emerged from the magic circle, attaching themselves to the broken marble pillars, and reassembled into seventy-two demon gods. They then summoned their demon army once more to launch a siege against the invading enemy.

It seemed as if their lives were endless, and their magic was endless as well.

Can't be killed?

Like the angels born from the Kabbalah Tree of Life?
As this thought popped into their minds, the four Origin Gods looked at the red and black fleshy tendrils that had filled the surrounding space in no time, and suddenly felt nauseous and had a headache.

The seventy-two demon gods here only have the rank of chief gods. Although they cannot be harmed, they can cooperate with their demon army to intercept most of the friendly gods.

In addition, there seemed to be a strange restrictive force existing in the entire square.

The closer outsiders get to the end, the stronger the constraints on their divine authority and power become; even the four Origin Gods cannot avoid this influence.

"How could a mere low-level monster possibly have any effect on us?"

The hot-tempered Shiva smashed the two joined demon pillars into a pulp with a single slap, utterly baffled.

"It has nothing to do with these demons, but with these seven doors!"

Zarwan pointed to the seven doors in the square, composed of starlight and runes, leading to the Temple of the End, and his expression turned somewhat gloomy.

Legend has it that the underworld of the Babylonian gods was divided into seven levels, each separated by a stone door.

Any living being that wishes to reach the deepest part of the underworld and meet the Queen who rules it must pass through these seven gates of hell.

Every time an outsider passes through a door, a portion of their divinity and power is stripped away.

When they have passed through all seven doors, they will lose all protection and power, and stand before the Queen of the Underworld as mortals, at her mercy and judgment.

Although this is not the underworld of the Babylonian gods, the two are remarkably similar.

It is very likely that the hostile god of origin merged the power from the Babylonian underworld with this square, giving it the same characteristics.

If they recklessly charge in, their divine power and authority will be severely weakened, and they might not be a match for that guy. Besides, even if they want to fight head-on, they need to find the right path first…

Zarwan's expression grew even more grim as he gazed at the temple, which seemed both so close and yet so far away.

They had been advancing through the square for several hours, but all around them were endless demonic pillars and legions of demons, and the distance between the army and the temple remained unchanged.

It's as if the two exist in different worlds and spaces.

Labyrinthine Theocracy?

Is the answer the same as before?
To gain access to the Emperor's court, this cycle must be broken!
Zarwan narrowed his eyes, raised his hand and drew a golden sword engraved with inscriptions from the magic circle, chanted a divine incantation, and swung it forward in an arc.
Like a golden ring of the sun hanging high in the sky, one after another golden swords, formed from the coalescing and fission, burst forth like a torrential rain, blasting the three demonic pillars that were in the process of coalescing into pieces.

"Asura, Anahita, Bahram, take control of those three floating islands and infuse your power into the totem poles above them!"

Upon hearing Zarwan's command, the three Persian gods swiftly ascended the floating island and obeyed.

Instantly, the fleshy tentacles that were constantly growing around the three floating islands were suppressed, and the temple at the end became clearer.

really!

Zharwan felt reassured and roared at the gods:
"To open the gate to the end, we must conquer these seventy-two fortresses, imprint the seventy-two totem poles on the island—which serve as nodes in the magic cycle—with the divine seal of the empire, and reconstruct the cycle! Therefore, we need seventy-two deities of the highest rank or above to act as human pillars, clearing the way for the army! Who is willing to take on this heavy responsibility?"

"I come!"

A valiant blond youth stepped forward first, wielding a golden sword and unleashing a thousand blades of light, successfully tearing apart a demon god pillar, and then seizing the totem pole there.

"Vereslana, you bastard, don't think you can get ahead just because you're a military genius!"

Mithras, the Persian sun god, laughed and cursed as he led his minions to another floating island, carving a path through the waving tentacles of the demonic pillar.

"Hmph, you Persians have the guts to attack, but we Indians aren't made of clay either!"

At Shiva's command, Indra, the thunder god and king of the gods, immediately led eight guardian deities with the status of chief gods—Yama, Varuna, Vayu, Soma, Surya, Agni, and Kubera—to their respective battlefields.

The powerful chief gods of various factions, such as Asura, Dragon, and Garuda, also mobilized their troops and followed closely behind.

Seeing this, the two major pantheons of Egypt and West Africa were equally unwilling to be outdone.

Before their own origin gods could speak, dozens of main gods from the two divine eras spontaneously rushed out of their ranks and charged toward the demon god pillars.

In an instant, screams of death and roars of resentment came from all directions, and the battle on the battlefield entered a white-hot stage.

"Holy! Holy! Holy!"

Several Titan warriors made of black mud chanted words of praise and hurled their thunderous spears.

A hundred or so foreign gods were reduced to charcoal by the surging lightning, and their scattered spiritual particles flowed into the totem pole, becoming fuel to make the holy light burn even brighter.

"boom!"

A violent explosion followed, and several Titans were blasted away like cannonballs.

The armor made of black mud shattered, revealing an inner body that resembled tar and a lightning-shaped spirit core.

Even so, these monsters continued to chant praises to the Lord intermittently:
"Holy... Holy... Holy..."

As the chanting continued, their shattered bodies healed at a visible speed, and their outer armor was reassembled, as if the monarch on the throne was truly watching over them and blessing them.

boom!
Suddenly, a series of sonic booms rang out, and a purplish-black figure rushed onto the floating island with lightning speed, grabbing the chattering head with its thick hand.

"It's so noisy and incessant!"

With a furious snort, the thick hand swung up the Titan warrior and slammed it directly into the rock wall.

Amidst billowing smoke and dust, radiating spiderweb-like cracks appeared in the vicinity.

At the center of the explosion, only a shattered head remained of the Titan.

Its single eye stared unblinkingly at Shiva, the beast lord emanating an aura of destruction from the smoke and dust, its steadfastness unwavering, as it continued to repeat the pronouncement of destiny in broken sentences:
"The Creator...will surely...ascend...to God, and the world...will surely...be reborn..."

"boom!"

But before he could finish speaking, Shiva raised his right foot and stomped down, crushing the thing that was somewhere between metal, light, and flesh into a pile of mud.

"Get this over with quickly, you've made me a little impatient!"

Shiva snorted and glanced at the three Origin Gods behind him before personally taking action to clear out the nearby Demon God Pillars.

Zarwan, Nzambhi, and Ennu exchanged glances and then joined the battle.

The divine authority of time and fire, the divine authority of life and death, and the divine authority of water and chaos immediately surged and swept outwards.

The entire plaza was suddenly torn apart by a continuous chasm, and the surging tide of chaos surged violently, with thunderous explosions echoing in the ears of the gods.

Puff puff puff!

Under the combined suppression of the four Origin Gods, the Demon God Pillars were torn apart, and the originally high-pitched voices became intermittent:
"Smelting furnace - Naberius - meltdown..."

"Intelligence Room—Floros—The End..."

"Observatory - Furnius - Closed..."

"Control Tower - Barbatos - Collapse..."

"Armory Barracks—Harpas—Stop..."

"Peeping Star—Amon—Lights Out..."

"Life Institute - Spernak - End of Life..."

"The Seventh Seat...collapses...transfers to the Upper Four Pillars..."

"The Four Pillars of the Supreme Path... Silence..."

Weak and feeble murmurs echoed across the ravaged battlefield as the links between the floating islands crumbled one after another.

As one by one, the main gods of the Persian Empire attacked the floating island and seized the totem pole that served as the core of the magic array, the demon gods lost their support one after another. The twisted and sprawling fleshy forest danced wildly, as if it had degenerated into the tentacles of anemones that only knew how to hunt instinctively.

“ashem vohu…yata ahu…!”

The Zoroastrian prayers resounded once more in the divine realm, and the seventy-two totem poles were relit by the power of the seventy-two foreign gods, transforming into a dazzling golden sea of ​​fire.

Rumble…

At the same time, a dull rumble came from the end of the seventy-two floating islands, and seven gates of hell with a suppressive effect opened one by one.

At the end of the road, a jade-colored archway made of marble and engraved with intricate divine patterns rises abruptly from the ground.

Inside the gate, over a thousand steps lead upwards, and countless blazing white light bands form the shape of a crown, suspended in the starry sky, illuminating a figure sitting on a jade throne.

Upon seeing this, the four Origin Gods revealed a sinister sneer and led the remaining followers into the gate.

Thus, Heaven fell, and Hell collapsed.

The Gate to Audience is now fully open; the Throne of the End is now indefensible!
(End of this chapter)