The Magic Empire for 20,000 years

Chapter 178 [The Appearance of the Enemy of the Gods]
"Why did the goddess of knowledge and prophecy make a special trip to visit Avangard?"

King of Avando, the chief god of the elves, Corelon, maintained his haughty expression and questioned Ain ahead.

The elegant and dignified goddess Aion bowed to the gods of Sidreen and, using the time perception of the immortal race, described the events that had recently occurred:
"Not long ago, I sent an avatar to the planet with the largest number of intelligent beings and the most advanced civilization."

"In the east of the continent, disguised as an ordinary person, I came into contact with a newly emerging human nation called Eldoron."

"Humans are a studious and inquisitive race. Their king is an excellent mage, knowledgeable and daring to make bold conjectures."

"That human king seemed to have vaguely sensed something special about me, and shared many interesting discoveries with me..."

Eldoron, the land of mankind?

Why is it them again?

When the Sun Elf King Larklas saw a deity describing humans in a positive tone, he shrugged with slight displeasure.

They were clearly just a godless, inferior race...

Ain's expression suddenly turned serious halfway through her sentence:

"The human king noticed that several planets in the vast space were exhibiting anomalies."

"Simply observing and studying these celestial bodies can distort the fragile minds of mortals."

"My follow-up investigation revealed that these celestial bodies are more dangerous than mortals imagine."

"They contain power from beyond this world, corrupted by another mad dimension!"

Ain deliberately omitted the fact that it was the mortal mage Elion who first guessed that "the demon star was corrupted by another dimension." Instead, he attributed it to his own discovery to avoid the gods dismissing the conclusion.

At this moment, Rabelas, the elf god of longevity and the lord of continuous unity, also stepped forward:

"Just now at the banquet, Ain shared her research findings with me. I have confirmed that what she said is completely true!"

This handsome god of longevity, wearing a single eye patch, flips an hourglass in his hand, projecting scene after scene.

Those were one after another eerie star in the vast expanse of space—

The "Hada" that devours life, the "Death Star" whose surface is covered with countless undead, the "Kaifeng" that whispers in dreams, the "Urban" that emits a blue-white light that dismantles cognition...

With a solemn expression, Ain introduced each of the demon stars one by one, and concluded:
"These planets have been corrupted by a wildly twisted, unknown dimension."

"I once sensed that in that unknown dimension, there was a power that made me tremble with fear, comparable to the most powerful gods!"

The most powerful god?
Is he as powerful as King of Avandor, Lord of the Gods Corellon, Sidreen?

When the gods heard this, they were either surprised or frowned, half believing and half doubting.

Labelas said seriously:
"In conclusion, I believe what Lord Ain said."

"I have recently observed abnormal ripples in spacetime. Perhaps it is related to a threat from another dimension."

"That unknown, mad dimension may one day become a threat to the gods of Sidrian, and we must not ignore it!"

There was a brief silence.

Aion's few words alone might not have been enough to alert the gods. However, the fact that Rabelas, the long-lived god of considerable status, held the same view was enough to make these proud deities take him seriously.

This brief silence ended with the elven goddess Alos parting her lips slightly:

"I see."

"In that case, as the weaver of fate, it is necessary for me to make a prophecy regarding the threat that Lord Ain just mentioned."

Ain shook her head, a hint of regret in her voice:

"Your Majesty, I do not doubt your ability to foresee destiny."

"However, after I briefly sensed the terrifying existence beyond those dimensions, those great beings immediately withdrew their power and concealed their destiny. They could no longer be detected."

"Even if we make another prophecy, we probably won't be able to find any trace of them..."

Aros smiled broadly:
"It's ok."

"It's no problem for me to give it a try."

Then, the weaver of elven destiny stretched out her slender fingers, manipulating and spinning them as if weaving an invisible giant net:

"Fate, tell me, will the things I just mentioned one day challenge the majesty of the gods of Sidrian?"

The gods sat upright, chins slightly raised, all focused on the direction of the Queen, awaiting the answer from fate. Ain sighed softly.

She knew that the prophecy would come to nothing.

The great beings of unknown dimensions have long since concealed their tracks.

However, the next moment.

A magnificent, profound, and weighty voice, seemingly emanating from the very end of time, answered:
"Yes."

Fate has provided the answer.

The prophecy came true?
To Ayn's slightly astonishment, an oil painting slowly appeared in the air:

Outside the elven kingdom of Avando, in the vast and boundless Wilderness, a shadow is approaching Avando.

Although the image in this oil painting is blurry, it is filled with radical colors.

To the right is Avando, the elven kingdom comprised of a star-studded waterfall, verdant trees, and a pure white palace;
To the left was a shadow brimming with murderous intent, relentlessly closing in on the divine realm.

The composition creates an opposition between light and shadow.

"This is?"

"A prophetic painting symbolizing future destiny?"

"A group of monsters is attempting to invade the elven kingdom of Avandor?"

The gods of Sidreen immediately interpreted the prophetic scene.

At this moment, whether it was the gods who had been immersed in the revelry, or Larklas, the king of the sun elves, or even Corellon, the god-king of Avanto, all had solemn expressions.

The goddess Aros really did foresee the future? Aien was slightly surprised.

"Honorable Queen God, could you increase the intensity of the prophecy? Let us see clearly what those shadows that are trying to challenge the gods are!" pleaded Rabelas, the god of longevity.

"of course can."

Aros nodded, her fingertips darting through the air, making the scene of fate clearer.

The blurry oil painting in the air gradually magnified and became clearer.

The large shadow that was approaching Avando slowly appeared.

All the gods, all the spirits and supplicants, all the tree spirits, white deer, holy flying elephants, moon hounds and other divine retinues, were intently watching the shadow on the left side of the oil painting depicting this epic battle of the gods.

What kind of terrifying monsters would dare to challenge Avando and the strongest pantheon in the multiverse?

Was it a towering Titan?

Is it a hideous, menacing, ancient evil creature that attempts to devour the gods?

Is it a grotesque creature that twists and turns wildly, covered in tentacles and eyeballs, defying the laws of nature?
Finally, witnessed by the gods, the shadows in the painting faded, and the enemy of the gods revealed his true form.

The King of the Sun Elves stared wide-eyed in uncontrollable horror as he took in the appearance of the "enemy of the gods":

They were not towering Titans or hideous demons, but tiny humanoid creatures.

They were well-proportioned, without the broad, flat bodies of dwarves, the long ears of elves, or the exaggerated muscles and foul-smelling hair of orcs. They seemed to embody the most perfect features of all intelligent beings.

Their faces were resolute, and they marched with unwavering steps toward Avando, showing no fear even as they gazed upon the divine majesty. Perhaps it was because they were not creations of any god, and therefore had no need to hold any reverence for them.

Leading all these tiny creatures was a handsome man wearing a gleaming golden crown and a long golden robe. He was the king of these tiny beings who dared to challenge the gods.

—Aion's pupils contracted slightly as she recognized the king's familiar face at a glance.

On either side of the king, enormous golems followed his steps, raising their war blades high.

High above the king were towering floating cities, each topped with a mage tower shimmering with arcane light.

These well-proportioned humanoid creatures, this vast army of golems, this floating city and mage tower high in the sky, are heading towards the divine kingdom of Avandor.

King Larklas of the Sun Elves could no longer contain his astonishment, muttering the names of these terrifying monsters:

"Humanity!?"

(End of this chapter)