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

[Agrius's reaction was lightning fast. Just as the combined attack of the three true gods of rules was about to strike him, the immense battle rules contained within his lava god body erupted.]

This was not a simple defense, but an offensive defense; a pure and ultimate will to fight transformed into an invisible giant hammer of rules, carrying the divine might of molten lava capable of incinerating all things, and fiercely met the attack.

The jarring friction of the rules tore through the void, and the shockwaves from the energy collisions instantly distorted the surrounding spatial structure, like paper crumpled by an invisible giant hand.

The combined attack of the three true gods, fueled by their rage, was actually withstood by this overwhelming and unparalleled fighting spirit, exploding into a chaotic vortex of energy in mid-air.

But this brief stalemate seemed to ignite an even fiercer battle. Before the aftershocks of their clash had subsided, the Star Demon God and the Heart Demon God unleashed their deadly attacks relentlessly and without reservation.

The rules of the stars drew upon the power of the vast galaxy, echoing and resonating with the star rules reflected in Zhou Mo's image.

At this moment, the two Star Gods resonated with each other, and countless illusory stars flickered behind them.

The immense power of the stars coalesced into a colossal serpent of pure starlight, carrying the weight and chilling force to crush galaxies, and lunged straight for Agrelius's left wing.

The attacks of the Inner Demon God are even more unpredictable and difficult to defend against. The invisible mental shocks, capable of distorting the mind and shattering the will, are like billions of poisoned needles, converging into another twisting, writhing shadow serpent.

[From left and right, light and darkness intertwined, the ultimate destructive forces of matter and spirit perfectly coordinated, blocking all of Agris's escape routes.]

The combined attack of the five True Gods of Rules possessed the ultimate power sufficient to instantly vaporize everything existing beneath the rules.

In an instant, the destructive torrent completely engulfed Agrelius's towering lava god form!

Not far away, Deng Qi and Xiahou Chuan, these two true gods bearing the mark of hell, hovered in the shattered void like two cold metal statues.

They were enveloped in the aura of hellfire and sulfur from the depths of the netherworld, their icy gazes piercing through the chaotic energy storm, fixed intently on the struggling lava figure at its center.

As comrades-in-arms who had fought alongside Aglios, their most primal instincts were calling out.

This loyal and courageous fighter, known for his fierce and valiant nature, would never betray us!

[But the fact that Agris forcibly closed the spatial rift and took away three bases that held the future of the Red Heart Society, along with all the clues interwoven into a cruel reality, ruthlessly pointed to a conclusion they least wanted to believe.]

【betray!】

Perhaps this earth-shattering betrayal is just a meticulously crafted illusion.

Perhaps this is all part of a cruel scheme orchestrated by someone in the Red Heart Society for some earth-shattering plan.

But all of these possibilities are now irrelevant to them!

They are the true gods of hell, their divinity bearing the mark of hell.

Every thought, every ripple of their mind, is like a pebble thrown into calm water; its ripples will inevitably be perceived and observed by the indifferent will of hell, high above the nine netherworlds, coldly overlooking all things.

【betray?】

[Or is it a scheme?]

This is a question that other true gods need to consider. As true gods of the Hell faction, and also originating from the Red Heart Society, they can only try their best to believe what is happening before their eyes.

In other words, they believe whatever you make them believe.

In a flash, Deng Qi and Xiahou Chuan summoned their absolute rationality as true gods, forcibly suppressing the traces of trust and doubt they harbored towards their comrade.

The next moment, he channeled all his logical reasoning and emotional energy, like rivers flowing into the sea, frantically guiding and pouring them into that pre-set, politically correct conclusion.

[Aglius, you are a traitor!]

A complete traitor!

At a time when the Red Heart Society faced a life-or-death crisis and needed a true god to step forward and forge a bulwark with divine power, this former warrior was seized by the fear of death!

He has desecrated the glorious title of the Red Heart Warrior!

He trampled the trust forged in blood and fire among his comrades underfoot!

That damned coward!

If it were us, ascending to the position of true gods of the rules, facing this situation, even if our divine status shattered and our souls were annihilated, we would still fight to the death without retreating.

How could he be so cowardly as to flee in the face of battle!

Deceiving one's own emotions may be difficult for ordinary people, since instinct will detect the lie.

However, for a true god who controls the rules and understands the mysteries of the mind, as long as their will is firm enough, it is not difficult to construct a self-consistent illusion of anger with absolute rationality to perform for a higher will.

In an instant, the only remaining raging fire in the souls of the two Hell Gods—a fire of unforgettable, scorching fury that seemed capable of incinerating galaxies—perfectly concealed their deeper, more complex emotions.

Meanwhile, at the eye of the storm. Faced with this devastating encirclement—enough to terrify any top-tier true god and instantly tempt them to retreat—Agrius remained expressionless.

Only deep within those molten gold divine eyes lay a more profound, more resolute, and brilliant light—a light that shone with a death-defying spirit.

Just as the world-destroying attack of the five true gods was about to completely engulf him, he didn't even turn his head.

The spatial rift that carried his objectives and encompassed the three Fireseed bases closed completely the instant the destructive torrent touched his divine body, disappearing into the chaotic dimensional rifts.

At that very instant, Aglios's massive, star-like lava body erupted without warning with unprecedented, blazing golden flames powerful enough to incinerate galaxies and dim the light of the heavens.

That wasn't just ordinary divine power burning; it was an ultimate eruption that ignited one's own combat rules, destructive will, and even parts of one's divine essence.

【If it's war, then let's fight!!!】

What do I, Aglios, have to fear?

A battle cry, more magnificent, wilder, and more indomitable than the Big Bang, like the first thunderbolt splitting the heavens and earth, shattered all remaining spatial structures and resounded throughout the universe.

Amidst this roar that shook the very throne of the gods, Agrelius unleashed a barrage of punches, devoid of flashy techniques or complex manipulations of laws, driven only by the purest, most unwavering will to destroy.

[Boom! B ...

A terrifying collision, indescribable in the language of any known universe, erupted completely.

Above the Red Heart Society headquarters, the space reinforced by multiple divine powers began to crack, like fragile glass struck simultaneously by billions of giant hammers.

The turbulent energy emanating from the center of the divine war, with its aftershocks resembling a cosmic storm, instantly vaporized the massive satellite array, engraved with countless defensive divine runes and suspended around the headquarters, leaving not a trace behind.

At the heart of this destructive storm, where even divine essences could be easily torn apart and divine souls obliterated, Agrelius's towering, ancient, molten lava body was enduring a terrifying crushing force seemingly emanating from countless layers of worlds.

Blinding golden light continuously erupted from within his divine body, clashing and annihilating against the destructive torrent.

The surface of His indestructible divine body, flowing with molten lava, began to crack, like a statue weathered by time.

Countless deep, bone-revealing cracks, gleaming with a blinding golden-red light, instantly spread out, revealing divine blood in golden-red hues.

[That was a highly concentrated divine essence of lava, like a bursting dam, a stellar prominence erupting from a star, carrying with it terrifying heat and tragic grandeur, gushing forth from the cracks.]

[Splashing and evaporating in the destructive storm, forming fleeting yet poignant patches of golden-red blood mist.]

His divine body is wailing, his divine blood is burning.

[Amidst this epic and legendary scene, the Red Heart Society dispatched a professional team to retrieve all the materials, including the divine blood dropped by Agrelius.]

After all, not wasting resources is the first principle of the Chixin Society.

[But Agrus, relying on the unparalleled power of his combat rules and his indomitable will, managed to tear open a barely perceptible escape route amidst the destructive torrent that could have wiped everything out!]

[Sizzle—!]

This gap was the lingering echo of Aglios's will and strength, the only path to survival he had fought his way out of dire straits.

Just as Agrus's figure merged into the stream of light and was about to disappear into the vast sea of ​​stars, a cold, resolute divine voice, filled with endless mockery and betrayal, resounded above the Crimson Heart Society.

[This sound, like a billion poisoned ice spikes, ignored the barriers of space and the roar of energy, clearly imprinting itself on every inch of the Red Heart Society headquarters.]

[A sincere heart is never hypocritical!]

However, the higher-ups of the Red Heart Society are extremely hypocritical!

[Hypocritical high-ranking officials, watch closely! I, Agrelius, will, in the name of true loyalty, reshape the ideal kingdom in the Abyss!]

The moment the words left his mouth, Yu Xiao and the God of Pain's roars, filled with extreme resentment and venom, echoed like thunder, resounding precisely around the battlefield.

We ascended to the divine throne first through our unparalleled understanding and the merits earned through blood and fire!

The Red Heart Society merely provides a mundane platform!

The number of participants in the god-making project is as numerous as the stars in the sky. Ultimately, those who survive the cruel infighting in the spirit world and achieve godhood rely on their own extraordinary will and dedication.

The Red Heart Society only achieved a little bit of merit!

If everything is due to the Red Heart Society, then what about the blood, sweat, and toil we've shed, and the endless hardships we've endured?

Must we, with our divine bodies and divine status forged through countless tribulations, pave the way for you mediocre successors to ascend to heaven?

[Why?! ? ? ] (End of Chapter)