Global Coming: Farming with my sister-in-law in the end times

Chapter 880 The 118th Death, the God of Light Appears!

"Of the six gods who escaped this time, almost half of them perished!"

Upon hearing this, gasps of surprise echoed throughout the dark land.

"What?! Even the God of a Thousand Faces is dead?! What happened?"

"And Ex is dead too? How is that possible?"

"Could it be that the moment of imbalance in the rules has arrived ahead of schedule, and all those guys have already been born?"

A group of ancient beings were discussing amongst themselves.

The hoarse voice rang out again: "I don't know... The Netherworld is completely isolated from the main plane, making it impossible to sense the outside world."

"If I hadn't left behind a remnant of the God of Weapons, which would have allowed me to communicate with him, I wouldn't have been able to learn this information."

He paused, then his voice grew even deeper: "But one thing is certain: the rules have not yet become unbalanced, otherwise the seal on our Netherworld would also be loosened."

At this moment, the entire dark space fell silent once again.

A few seconds later, a faint golden light suddenly flashed: "Hmph! Dem is truly a piece of trash!"

"In an era when the gods no longer exist, He, as the former god of nightmares, who was proficient in the methods of all kinds of gods, still fell. It's a disgrace to us gods!"

From the darkness, a hoarse voice spoke with sarcasm: "Uriel, you're furious now because Dem took your third Holy Scripture, aren't you?"

Another cold voice chimed in, "Heh... I think so too."

“In the past two years, Uriel has lost three holy books, despite his own confident declaration that he would be the first to leave the Abyss.”

"As a result, not only was the Church of Light, which He founded, destroyed, but all three sacred texts were also lost..."

A burst of malicious laughter echoed through the dark space.

For them, there is no concept of time here, no nourishment of divine power, only eternal boredom and torment.

The God of Light's recent string of defeats has become their only form of entertainment.

At that moment, the golden light flickered slightly, as if it wanted to say something.

But He could not refute it, because the facts were right before His eyes.

All he could do was internalize these humiliations and anger, turning them into resentment.

"Cao Xing... it's all because of you that my plans have failed one after another!"

"Once I return to the main plane, I will make you experience what it means to wish you were dead!"

At that moment, a sinister voice suddenly rang out: "I remember... didn't Uriel say that an interesting little fellow had appeared in the prime plane?"

"It was he who destroyed the Church of Light, ruining Uriel's plans."

"Do you think the deaths of Dem and Thousand Faces might be related to this little guy?"

Upon hearing this question, the dark space fell into a brief silence.

Then a burst of even more unrestrained laughter erupted.

"Hahaha, that's impossible! That little guy is interesting, but he's still far from being able to deal with Dem."

"That's right. These otherworldly lords have only been here for less than two years. No matter how fast they grow, they can't possibly grow to the point of threatening demigods."

"Could it be that the God of Light is exaggerating the enemy's strength to cover up his own incompetence?"

Even the God of Light thought it was a complete fantasy.

Just as He was about to say something, He suddenly sensed something unusual.

But when He looked up at the empty dome, He froze on the spot!
Suddenly, a pure golden light fell from the dark sky!
Like the first rays of dawn shining into the abyss, it landed precisely on the body of the God of Light.

At this moment, the entire Netherworld suddenly fell silent, and the gazes of all the ancient beings fell upon that sacred radiance!

"This is……?"

"Uriel, what happened?"

Those ancient beings all asked questions.

However, even the God of Light himself was quite confused at this moment.

However, He realized what was happening a moment later.

"This is... the guiding light of the interdimensional teleportation array!"

"The contingency plan I left behind back then, once all the necessary mediums are gathered, can directly communicate with the Abyss and teleport me out!"

"Could it be... that the remaining believers of the Church of Light succeeded?"

The golden phantom of the God of Light trembled violently.

Upon hearing this, the ancient beings in this dark space began to stir!

There was envy, jealousy, and longing...

"Damn it! Uriel actually succeeded!"

"Damn it, how hateful! I want to get out too!"

"Those damned bastards threw me into this area nearly ten thousand years ago!"

"Roar! Uriel, take me out of here!"

Various voices of resentment and anger rose up.

At this moment, the God of Light was completely immersed in ecstasy!

"Hahaha! I never expected that after so many days, the remaining followers of the Light Cult would actually succeed. It's truly a stroke of luck!"

"Gentlemen, I'll be taking my leave now!"

As the light of teleportation grew stronger, the phantom of the God of Light became increasingly illusory, as if it were about to break free from this eternal prison!
Just then, an ancient voice rang out: "Uriel, something is wrong..."

"I just caught a glimpse of a fragment of the future, and it seems your trip out this time... is fraught with peril..."

"Be very careful..."

Upon hearing this, the golden light of the God of Light suddenly froze.

If it were a warning from another deity, the God of Light might not take it seriously.

However, this one is Cronus, the former god of prophecy.

Because he frequently used the power of prophecy, disrupting the established course of history, he was stripped of his divine status and thrown into the abyss.

This also proves how accurate the other party's prediction was.

The voice of the God of Light rang out: "You mean... this might not be guidance from the Church of Light, but a trap?"

His figure is becoming increasingly ethereal, and he is about to be completely summoned to the main plane.

The god of prophecy, Cronus, replied hoarsely, "Most likely..."

Upon receiving confirmation from the other party, a multitude of thoughts flashed through the God of Light's mind in that instant.

However, after only a moment, He suddenly chuckled: "Interesting... You actually dared to scheme against me..."

"It seems there are some old fogies out there trying to take advantage of me!"

"Is it the Vatican... or those guys hiding in the shadows?"

He still doesn't realize that it was Cao Xing who was holding the ceremony outside.

After all, in His view, that weak otherworldly lord would rather be trapped in the Abyss for the rest of his life, and would never take the initiative to guide him there.

The God of Light suddenly turned around and said to the depths of darkness, "Loki, help me create a false godhood!"

"If we can successfully escape this trap, I promise to bring you out immediately."

Upon hearing this condition, there was a moment of silence in the darkness.

Then, a twisted laugh rang out: "Deal."

In the fleeting moment, these deities swiftly reached a deal.

Countless illusory arms stretched out from the shadow of the god of deception, frantically weaving something in the void.

In just a moment, a faintly glowing crystal flew swiftly toward the figure of the God of Light.

The surface of the crystal is covered with fine cracks, but inside it surges a sacred aura that is so real it can be mistaken for the real thing.

Before His figure completely disappeared, the false godhood entered His body.

"Om-!"

A blinding flash of light, and the God of Light's body vanished completely.

The Abyss returned to darkness, leaving behind countless ancient beings lost in thought, their whispers echoing continuously.

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at the same time.

The distant central region of the western continent.

The dark purple mist, with a diameter exceeding several thousand kilometers, surged and engulfed the entire human empire like a tidal wave.

From high above, the entire area looks like a huge wound gnawed out by some indescribable force, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.

However, within the mist, intense energy fluctuations have been emanating continuously for nearly a month.

"Tap tap... tap tap..."

The crisp sound of footsteps echoed through the misty path.

A young man in dark purple armor, wielding a long spear, was walking alone.

His armor was already riddled with cracks, and his body was covered with wounds that had not yet healed.

A month of continuous fighting had brought his body to the brink of collapse.
However... the young man's eyes remained indifferent, as if nothing could affect him.

He looked up at the enormous palace that was looming in and out of sight, and the huge shadow that moved slowly across the sky.

He muttered to himself, "If I add up the number of deaths in my dreams and in reality, I've died 1186242 times now..." "Without realizing it, I've almost reached 1.2 million times."

The young man smiled and looked up at the sky: "And I have finally... come before you."

In the sky, those enormous, multicolored pupils suddenly opened, coldly staring down at the ants below.

The next moment, the shadow flapped its wings slightly, as if something had fallen from its body.

The fog began to churn violently, as if some enormous creature had descended from the sky!

"Boom..."

The heavy footsteps thundered like muffled thunder, and the whole earth trembled.

When the monster emerged from the mist, the young man could finally see its figure clearly.

It was a deformed giant, a thousand meters tall, whose body was wrapped in chains.

It was shrouded in endless nightmare power, and its two huge iron fists seemed capable of destroying everything!
The young man slightly raised his spear and said calmly, "Ah... it's that again, Nightmare Giant - Grip of Pain, with a maximum combat power of demigod."

"I have died at its hands more than eight thousand times..."

His tone was as if he were talking about a very familiar old friend, with a hint of nostalgia and a hint of weariness.

In the sky, a neutral yet ancient voice rang out, as if it were a whisper from ancient times.

"Humans... if you want to see me, defeat them first."

Upon hearing this voice, a smile finally appeared on the young man's lips. "Finally... willing to talk to me?"

“Morpheus, this time... I will definitely stand before you.”

He slowly raised his spear, and a dark purple flame ignited at the tip.

Having experienced a million deaths, he has become indifferent to fear and pain, and completely numb to death.

There is only one goal in my heart.

Using this mangled corpse and the spear in his hand, he walked up to the ancient dragon Morpheus and deciphered its dream!
"Boom——!"

The Nightmare Giant launched the first attack, its massive fist, bound by chains, slamming into the ground, distorting and deforming the very space around it.

The young man vanished the moment the earth exploded.

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...

The snow-covered plains at this moment are engulfed in a fierce wind.

A golden beam of light erupted from the valley and shot straight into the sky, continuing to expand.

The entire snowfield was illuminated as if it were daytime.

Moreover, as time went on, an increasingly sacred and vast aura spread out.

It's as if some ancient being is about to descend upon this world!
The creatures on the snowfield trembled and instinctively crawled on the ground.

The warriors in Starfire City also stood on the city walls, gripping their weapons tightly.

Even the mercenaries and adventurers who were immersed in the vibrant nightlife of Starfire City couldn't help but stop their revelry.

There was a suffocating sense of oppression in the air.

in the valley.

Cao Xing and his group have formed a battle formation.

Bron, the Shield Guardian of the Glacier, stood at the forefront, holding the Shield of Origin.

He was accompanied by Frostwolf Knight Assam and Star Kingdom Swordsman Xiao.

Behind him stood a group of powerful ranged attackers, such as the Dark Witch Demon Voice, the Sky Hunter Renis, and Refa Zevelin, among others...

In the sky, two giant dragons circled and flew, blocking all paths.

Sarah, hidden in the darkness, prepares to activate the 10x amplification on the [Shadow Heart] and unleash a fatal blow!
Marlena was in full power, her crimson butterfly wings fluttering gently behind her.

Although, a month ago, they had killed three false gods and the Mother of the North Wind in succession.

There's no need to make such a big fuss when dealing with an enemy of this caliber.

However, Cao Xing will not underestimate any enemy.

No matter who the opponent is, he will go all out!

Moreover, this time it is an ancient god, so we cannot afford to underestimate it in the slightest!

Under everyone's watchful eyes, a dazzling phantom of light gradually emerged!

It radiated a holy light and was over a thousand meters tall.

Just standing there, you're taller than the valley itself.

The exact features of the phantom were unclear, but the outline of a blurry yet sacred face could be vaguely discerned.

Those eyes, as bright as two suns, swept across the surroundings.

Anyone caught in his gaze felt a chilling sensation, as if he could see right through them.

"Ah……"

Everyone seemed to hear a scornful laugh.

Immediately afterwards, the illusory light began to shrink and gradually disappeared into the corpse that was suspended in mid-air and nailed to the cross.

What's truly chilling is that the corpse of the Seed of Light began to writhe, as if it had been infused with life again.

His skin changed from pale to rosy, and even the pierced wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A moment later, as the last ray of light completely merged into its body, the 'Seed of Light' suddenly opened its eyes!
However, His eyes were filled with a coldness and majesty that did not belong to humans, as if He were a high and mighty god.

After scanning the surrounding area.

His gaze finally settled on Cao Xing, who was floating in mid-air.

At that moment, a meaningful smile appeared on the lips of 'Seed of Light'.

"Heh... I thought that what Kronos meant when he said someone was plotting against me was some old fool who didn't know his own mortality..."

"I never expected... it would be you, you little rascal..."

He paused for a moment, then slowly said, "Cao Xing... I must say, you are really bold!"

An overwhelming divine power erupted instantly, causing the earth within a radius of tens of kilometers to crack in that instant!

Cao Xing felt his breath catch in his throat!
Because he felt a suffocating sense of oppression from the 'Seed of Light,' which is the God of Light!
This sense of oppression far surpasses that of the Nightmare God or even the Thousand-Faced God encountered before!

In other words, this guy is more powerful than those false gods!
However, Cao Xing had already made the necessary preparations.

Today, even if a true god came, let alone a false god, he would still kill him!

He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Focus all your fire! Take him down in one fell swoop!"

The instant the command was received!
Marlene was the first to move.

As the strongest force in the territory, she overpowered the Mother of the North Wind and the 'Fire Thief' in the great battle; her speed was unparalleled!

In just a moment, he arrived behind the God of Light, and the Blood-Drinking Blade in his hand emitted an eerie blood-red light!
Lotus Flower Sword Dance!

A blood-red figure surrounded the God of Light, unleashing a frenzied barrage of slashes!

Immediately afterwards, the two giant dragons in the sky opened their huge mouths at the same time, and destructive icy power gathered from the depths of their throats!

"Wow!"

Two dragon breaths, powerful enough to freeze the ocean, erupted forth, intertwining to form an extremely cold torrent!
at the same time.

The Dark Witch raised her staff, and a deep black hole condensed at its tip.

A lazy voice rang out: "This witch hates you glowing things the most! Get out of here!"

As soon as she finished speaking, terrifying dark magic erupted from her body, instantly suppressing the surrounding light!

Darkness engulfs the world, and the world falls!

Zevelin's lightning power emanated a destructive aura as he swung his staff down.

"boom!!!"

A bolt of lightning, over ten meters in diameter, descended from the sky, carrying the power to judge all things!
Upon hearing Cao Xing's command to "attack with all your might," this guy immediately used his strongest single-target burst skill: Five Thunder God's Punishment!

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Cao Xing's single-target forbidden spell [Extreme Ice Pierce], and Renis's commander-level skill: [Arrow of Despair - Single Target Kill!]

And the sword energy of Xiao and Assam.

All sorts of devastating attacks came crashing down at once!

In an instant, the valley was completely swallowed up by the violent energy.

The vast pillar of light was blasted into pieces, and the dazzling light was torn to shreds by various energy storms!

The area within a radius of seven or eight kilometers was leveled, and the accumulated snow instantly vaporized, revealing the black rock layers underneath.

The entire snow-covered plain trembled violently under this terrifying impact!
Even the Ice Crystal King, thousands of kilometers away, sensed this terrifying energy fluctuation and was so shocked that he immediately gripped the kingdom's holy sword.

This shows just how terrifying the power of this concentrated attack was!
After this burst of light ended, the blinding glare gradually faded.

Cao Xing squinted, peering through the thinning smoke and dust.

At the very center of this concentrated attack, there was a figure suspended in mid-air.

The cross behind him was shattered, and his body was covered in bloody cuts from Malenina's sword.

However, He was shrouded in a golden shield.

Although it was covered with cracks, it still held on stubbornly and withstood all the attacks.

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(End of this chapter)