You want me to take out a loan to practice cultivation? I'll just pay off the debt physically.

Chapter 450 The Wandering Heart Plan
In August of the 455th year of the Extraordinary Calendar, this destructive dagger, led by the God of War of Rules and composed of two Abyss Demons and two Hell-type True Gods, its aura concealed to near nothingness, finally approached the core of the Spirit Realm's will without a sound.

The vast and overwhelming pressure of order solidified here, transforming into countless dazzling chains of order that pierced through the void. Any unauthorized alien power manifesting here would instantly trigger a world-destroying backlash from the rules.

Faced with this terrifying region, powerful enough to make even a true god tremble, Agrelius did not immediately ignite the fuse of death, as the Abyss and Hell had hoped.

His molten gold eyes, like lava, gazed upon the churning source of order, while deep within his divine core echoed the resolute figures of Wang Meng and Deng Qi from the previous timeline, figures that had burned everything away.

That sacrifice stemmed from the tragic finality of a heart utterly destroyed.

At this moment, the Red Heart Society shines like the rising sun!

[While destroying the core of the spirit realm, causing its authority to crumble and the gods to fall to the mortal realm, would certainly severely damage its vitality, does it truly align with the fundamental interests of the Red Heart Society at this moment—to steadily advance and accumulate strength?]

【not necessarily!】

A century ago, the Red Heart Society was struggling to survive amidst turmoil and surrounded by powerful enemies. At that time, it may have had no choice but to rely on the Spirit Realm Turmoil Plan as a pledge of allegiance.

[In exchange for the limited, and potentially withdrawn, protection and tolerance of the will of hell.]

However, things are different now!

The world changes!

At this moment, the Red Heart Society already boasts ten True Gods in command.

This terrifying power, capable of shaking the very fabric of the universe, has granted the Red Heart Society the absolute right to stand tall and proud in this cruel universe where gods reign supreme and the strong prey on the weak.

Even in the worst-case future, when the wills of the Abyss, Hell, and the Spirit Realm set aside their prejudices and join forces to launch a final, relentless siege.

These ten true gods can also transform into the most solid and powerful mobile barriers to support the ultimate spark project called Wandering Red Heart.

They will tear through the void to protect all the core members of the Red Heart Society and the sparks of civilization, as they escape into the deepest part of the chaotic and violent Star Abyss, where divine power and laws are completely isolated and distorted.

[In that forbidden land, which even the true gods feared, a final sanctuary was carved out to continue civilization and accumulate power.]

Of course, this seemingly powerful protection is not monolithic; it harbors cold, realistic variables.

[Once the Will of Hell turns on you in a fit of rage due to the failure of its planned benefits from the unrest in the Spirit Realm, Deng Qi and Xiahou Chuan, these two true gods of the rules rooted in the origin of Hell, will inevitably sever all ties with the Red Heart Society immediately and completely.]

[And the Heart Demon God and Star Demon God, who are temporarily residing under the wings of the Red Heart Society like hermit crabs, seeking refuge and cultivation, will most likely choose to protect themselves when truly facing the overwhelming force of the three world wills joining forces.]

They would never shed their last drop of divine blood for the Red Heart Society, and all of this was within the Red Heart Society's calculations.

Even so, the six true gods of the rules—Aglius, Yu Xiao, the God of Pain of Rules, Lin Xue, Zhou Mo, and the old principal—whose unwavering beliefs were infused with their divine essence and whose bloodlines were intertwined, could still support this plan.

More importantly, as the founder and immortal spiritual symbol of the Red Heart Society, you were able to acquire true divine power by gathering the vast and boundless torrent of faith of the entire Red Heart Society at a critical juncture for the survival of civilization.

[Agrius had personally experienced the overwhelming and domineering power of this force during that clash of wills that tore through space and time.]

[At this stage, as long as the ultimate rules are given enough room to grow and a continuous supply of faith resources, you can unleash terrifying combat power comparable to second-tier true gods at the demigod level.]

This will be a power that defies common sense and overturns the understanding of the gods!

At that time, the Red Heart Society will have seven absolutely reliable core pillars with unwavering wills.

Under your leadership, the flame of the Red Heart Society may burn even brighter.

Looking back at this timeline, it was fraught with twists and turns, and unexpected events. At the crucial moment of the god-making plan, Wang Meng was tragically surrounded and killed by the gods. To cover his comrades and the spark, he had to ignite everything in his path, burning himself to the ground in a desperate act of desperation.

It remains a source of deep regret and sorrow to this day!

If Wang Meng, this loyal and meritorious general, were still alive, what awe-inspiring eight true gods would he be guarding him at this moment?

The implementation of the "Wandering Hearts" program will be carried out more smoothly and without haste.

[Even by gathering the power of all the gods, in the deepest part of that chaotic, violent, and divinely blocked Star Abyss, it might not be impossible to forcibly create and stabilize a prototype of a great world belonging to the Red Heart Society.]

Even though the Star Abyss is ravaged by storms and its environment is extremely harsh, like a cosmic furnace, the Red Heart Society has already achieved the magnificent feat of having all its members reach the ninth level of cultivation.

Each member is an elite warrior tempered in blood and fire, fully possessing the tenacious potential and indomitable will to expand territory, overcome obstacles, and thrive in such a perilous environment that even the gods consider forbidden.

Most importantly, you, the founder of the Red Heart Society, conveyed far-reaching strategies and clear instructions when you entered His battle godhood to observe its scale.

[Aglius fully understands your strategy and sees through your thinking.] [Time is on the side of the Red Heart Society!]

His golden gaze was like a frozen star, cold and serene.

Therefore, He is not in a hurry at all; He even plans to stay in this vicinity for hundreds of years, patiently waiting for time to pass.

But Agrelius wasn't in a hurry; the Abyss and Hell, however, were.

These two masters of chaos and evil have paid an unimaginable price for the current situation.

Whether it's severing their own precious essence or using the creation of new demons or true gods as bargaining chips, their ultimate goal is to keep a close eye on the moment when the core of the spirit realm is detonated, authority is violently shaken, and the gods, like meteors, lose their power and fall to the mortal world.

They are like greedy gluttons lurking in the shadows of the starry sea, awaiting the start of a feast where order has crumbled.

This allows them to devour the unclaimed source of order and vast amounts of faith resources without restraint, thereby compensating for their heavy investment and even reaping exorbitant profits far exceeding their input.

Now, it seems that Agris, leading this elite squad comprised of top-tier combatants from the multiverse, is standing still and inactive right under their noses, with their ultimate goal so close at hand.

How could this not make the wills of the two great worlds anxious?

Although in the short term, the Abyss and Hell could barely suppress their anger and understand Agrelius's so-called caution and waiting for the right moment, thanks to their memories of the Red Heart Society lying dormant for hundreds of years in the previous timeline before launching a fatal attack.

[After all, there are successful examples before us, but this understanding and tolerance, as fragile as a spider's web, is rapidly eroding with each passing minute of the gears of time.]

Every second of waiting adds an unbearable cost and an ever-growing killing intent to their destructive will!

In July of the 462nd year of the Extraordinary Calendar, a devastating piece of news, like a thunderclap of destruction, abruptly shattered the fragile tranquility of the universe, carrying an echo of annihilation, and crashed into the depths of the divine senses of all those watching this cosmic game.

The God of Thunder Phoenix has fallen!

The former true god of authority in the spirit realm, who betrayed his former master at the crucial moment of the clash between the spirit realm and hell, brazenly defected to hell, and successfully transformed into the Ruler Thunder God, was utterly annihilated by the boundless primal power mobilized by the will of the spirit realm.

The world-destroying lightning condensed and pierced through the endless sea of ​​stars, precisely and ruthlessly piercing the Thunder Phoenix God, leaving not even a trace of its existence.

The tragic demise of this newly ascended True God of Rules was like a bucket of absolute zero ice water, a mixture of scalding divine blood and shattered fragments of rules, poured harshly onto the heart of the True God of Authority, whose heart was filled with a greedy desire to transform into a cultivator of rules.

A cruel and despairing reality has appeared before the gods.

[If the will of a great world is determined to annihilate a true god of rules who has lost powerful protection, the process will inevitably involve some loss of its own essence, but it is by no means an unattainable task.]

The tragedy of the Thunder Phoenix God mercilessly exposes the deeply ingrained, callous nature of the will of hell.

When the pawns they nurture lose their value, the so-called protection promised by hell is like thin ice exposed to the scorching sun, melting away instantly and discarded like worn-out shoes!

In recent years, the seemingly close and unbreakable cooperation between the Will of Hell and the Red Heart Society has stirred up unrest among many true gods who are under the shackles of spiritual authority.

[He even privately pondered whether he could use the power and influence of hell to embark on the long-desired path to freedom within the rules.]

But now, the tragic end of the Thunder Phoenix God, who couldn't even utter a mournful cry, is like the loudest death knell in the universe, completely shattering this unrealistic fantasy!

What if the repair is successfully transferred?

Even if one breaks free from the shackles of authority and embraces the power of rules, if the ultimate fate is still the shattering of divinity and the reduction to nothingness under the reckoning of the supreme will, then...

Why not be content with the status quo and continue to live a life of compromise, like a prisoner bound by power and deprived of some freedom, yet at least enjoying eternal divine status and standing high above all living beings?

Under these circumstances, the Heart Demon God and Star Demon God, who had settled within the Red Heart Society, were listed as key targets for observation by the gods.

Let's keep watching!

If they wanted to switch to other religions, the Red Heart Society might be a good option.

In November of the 468th year of the Extraordinary Calendar, the old general gained some insights while studying the origins of the combat rules left behind by Wang Meng.

Meanwhile, the embodiment of Agrus's will left at the Red Heart Society headquarters began to guide the veteran in his various insights into the rules of combat.

Having obtained the essence left behind by a God of War of Rules, and with the direct guidance of a living God of War of Rules, Elder Jun's progress was incredibly rapid.

[Inexplicably, it seemed that the old general had touched the threshold of the God of War of Rules.]

(End of this chapter)