Gao Wu: Ten years of sparring experience, one move and the world knows him

Chapter 288 Floating Continent

On a vast landmass of the planet, there stands a building that is tens of kilometers in circumference. The building is tall and straight, and from a distance, it looks like a majestic mountain range.

Beside the building stands a statue of a deity, whose face resembles that of the God of Light.

Next to the statue is a uniquely shaped church building, inside which stand various statues of deities.

From time to time, pilgrims would walk from a distance, their expressions solemn as they passed by with their heads bowed, circling the statue of the God of Light and offering devout prayers.

"I'm sorry to have made you laugh, senior brother."

The God of Light said this, half modestly and half boastfully.

"I am overjoyed that you have such a foundation, junior brother. How could I possibly laugh at you?"

"Senior brother, what do you think of that place? We can erect one for you too, so we can echo each other from afar and roam the star field together. Wouldn't that be wonderful!"

The God of Light, his eyes gleaming with starlight, swayed and carried Zhao Rui into the main hall in a streak of light.

This great hall was his exclusive domain, and only holy maidens deemed pure were qualified to enter and serve him.

As for the high priests, popes, and bishops, they could only communicate with his projection.

As soon as the two entered the main hall, they saw dozens of beautiful female members of the Light God Clan lying naked on the ground.

Zhao Rui blushed slightly, a rare occurrence for him. It wasn't that he hadn't seen women naked before, but seeing so many was truly shocking.

The key pose was also indecent.

"Get up and prepare the feast; I want to drink with my senior brother!"

The God of Light waved his hand, emitting a halo that enveloped the entire hall, instantly cutting off all information leakage.

The two sat facing each other in the main hall, and two maids swayed as they brought over two cups of hot milk tea.

"This is freshly squeezed milk, senior brother. They eat only the finest ingredients, and their entire being is cleansed by holy light from the inside out—"

The God of Light's words only made things worse, and Zhao Rui could barely lift his hand.

Damn it, this guy.

Even King Zhou of Shang didn't do such a thing.

"I don't care about a little bit of gluttony."

Zhao Rui shook his head slightly, clearly not wanting to discuss this kind of issue too much.

It's not that he doesn't know how to enjoy life, it's just that this kind of enjoyment is somewhat unsettling.

After all, the Gods of Light and humans are basically not that different in appearance.

"Haha, senior brother is devoted to martial arts, junior brother understands perfectly."

Guangming took a sip of his milk tea, then solemnly said, "Not long ago, I, your junior brother, misjudged Ajieduo, well, the strength of an interstellar villain, and lost face—"

"In the temple, some people were advocating that my divine power of light was unworthy of being one of the twelve main gods."

"These bastards dare to underestimate me. Fortunately, I have my senior brother here. With the God of War defeated, we two will be of one mind from now on. I doubt they will have the guts to provoke me again."

"After a few days of rest, I'll take my senior brother to the Divine King's Palace to apply for a divine position. I'll be the one to introduce him—"

"Forget about the divine position. With you in the open and me in the shadows, you're even more unpredictable."

Zhao Rui stopped him from speaking and said with a serious expression.

He and the God of Light appeared to be getting along well and having heart-to-heart talks, but in reality, they both knew each other well.

In order to preserve his divine position and maintain his divine authority, the God of Light would accept the title of senior brother even if Zhao Rui was not his senior brother.

If Zhao Rui wants to find his homeland and enter the realm of power in the star system, he needs someone to act as a bridge.

The God of Light is just right.

The two of them were essentially in sync.

"In that case, I'm sorry to trouble you, Senior Brother."

When the God of Light saw Zhao Rui bring it up, he was secretly pleased, but a look of embarrassment appeared on his face.

"It's alright! My only ambition lies in martial arts."

"A person as pure as my senior brother is truly divine."

Zhao Rui smiled, unconcerned by his flattery.

Just then, ten naked Holy Maidens of Light gracefully approached, carrying exquisite platters and fine food.

The saints bent down to place the food down, and the heavy, abundant weight made the food look especially tempting.

"Amitabha Buddha!"

Zhao Rui silently recited a Taoist title in his mind, and then carefully appreciated it.

Researchers see only facts, not sentimentality.

The hall was brightly lit, which shone on the Holy Maiden of the Light Clan, making her appear even whiter and more holy.

In the distance, various sparkling gems shone like starlight on Zhao Rui and his companion.

Hundreds of light-years away from the Realm of Light, a huge cloud of dust enveloped in interstellar dust slowly opened a gap.

Bright starlight burst forth from the gap, and several enormous spaceships, each tens of thousands of meters long, slowly emerged from within.

These warships spewed out streaks of light, their speed slowly increasing until they gradually turned into specks of light and disappeared into the dark interstellar space.

After a while, a golden stream of light suddenly appeared from the spatial rift in front of the dust cloud.

The light gradually dissipated, revealing the handsome face of the God of War.

However, the God of War was somewhat disheveled at this moment.

A humanoid phantom slowly emerged from the dust map, its eyes looking up and down at the God of War with a hint of surprise.

"Ares, what happened to you? You look so disheveled. Do you really think you got beaten up by the God of Light?"

The phantom said with a hint of amusement.

"Regita, are you mocking me?"

Ares narrowed his eyes and stared coldly at the phantom.

"How dare I? How dare I? Ares, the King of Gods is waiting for you in the great hall!"

After the phantom finished speaking, it flashed to the side, and then the dust cloud reopened a ten-meter-high crack.

Arestos paused, then transformed back into a streak of light and darted inside.

Once his figure disappeared, the phantom slowly closed the crack and gradually vanished into the dust.

After a few breaths, Ares traversed several galaxies formed by various luminous objects and arrived at a huge island floating in the starry sky.

This island is of immeasurable length, width, and height, stretching to the horizon.

It's as if a giant planet has been split in two and then merged back together.

The land above is also picturesque, but this kind of scenery is different from that of Blue Star; it is more like a jewel-like landscape.

Mountains and rivers are paved with starlight-like material.

Countless enormous palaces stand atop the floating continent.

The one in the middle is the most luxurious and tall.

The God of War's destination was this palace.

"I want to see the King of Gods!"

Soon, the God of War arrived outside the temple, where two guards, wielding sacred weapons, blocked his path.

"Greetings, God of War! The God King is already waiting for you inside!"

Upon seeing that it was the God of War, the two guards quickly withdrew their weapons and made way for him.

Without further ado, the God of War strode inside.

The main hall passage is a hundred meters high, forming an arched corridor, with various patterns covering both sides.

The God of War kept his eyes straight ahead and quickly walked out of the passage to a garden filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers.

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