The spell's range covers the entire territory of China? Hand it over to the state.

"Oh no! Defend now!"

Gabriel's voice changed.

The archangel could no longer maintain his haughty demeanor.

The star-shaped chessboard, used for strategic maneuvering and imbued with the power of rules, instantly... melted away the moment it approached the small sun.

It really melted.

The chess pieces, representing plague, war, and national destiny, didn't even have time to resist before being vaporized by the intense heat. The originally solid, regular lines instantly twisted, broke, and turned into a wisp of smoke.

"My chess game!" Gabriel looked at all of this with horror in his eyes.

But it's not over yet.

The terrifying heatwave didn't stop after the chessboard was burned; instead, it seemed to find an outlet and spread in all directions.

"Damn it, this is mortal fire, how could it possibly harm a divine body!"

Anubis roared, slamming his scepter to the ground, "Winds of the Styx, extinguish it!"

call--

A gray, deathly, and desolate gale appeared and swept towards the fireball.

In Anubis's understanding, death is the end of everything. Whether it is life or energy, anything that comes into contact with the aura of the Styx will fall into silence.

Unfortunately, he encountered physics.

It is a physical law in the universe.

Before the Styx Wind could even get within three meters of the fireball, it was directly dispersed by the terrifying radiant heat.

Not only did it fail to extinguish the flames, but the chilling aura of death became a catalyst, instantly igniting them with the high temperature and being swept back by the wind!

"Aww!"

Anubis screamed in agony.

The shrouds that had remained intact for millennia and the robes that represented the majesty of the underworld wrapped around his body instantly burst into flames.

And this fire is impossible to extinguish!

This is not elemental fire; it is a stream of high-energy particles produced by a fusion reaction.

"Hot, so hot! What the hell is this thing?!"

Anubis's wolf head, its fur now instantly curled and charred, emitted a foul, burnt smell. He frantically patted at the flames on his body, a far cry from the imposing presence of a grim reaper.

"Gabriel! You control the elements! Put out this fire!" Anubis shouted as he retreated, hiding behind a giant stone pillar.

"I'm trying, but I can't control it!"

Gabriel's situation wasn't much better than his.

All twelve wings of light on his back were now spread out, attempting to create a sacred barrier to insulate against the high temperature.

But he discovered that his divine power was utterly ineffective against this ball of flame.

"Law: No burning!" Gabriel roared.

invalid.

The fireball continued to steadily release light and heat.

"Law: Elemental Stripping!"

Still ineffective.

This thing doesn't work with elements at all! It doesn't need magic to sustain it; it burns atomic nuclei!

Nourishes—

Gabriel's outermost pair of wings, an extension of his divine power, were now beginning to blacken and carbonize at the edges. The air was filled with the smell of burning feathers.

"Impossible...this is impossible..."

Gabriel was drenched in sweat—real sweat, the kind that comes from being roasted alive. His once-perfect makeup was ruined, and his pristine white robes clung to his body, billowing in the heat, and even began to steam.

"This is just a concept..."

Shiva, who had not made a move until now, finally saw the true nature of this fire.

The god of destruction was staring intently at the fireball suspended in mid-air, a tear of blood streaming from his third eye on his forehead.

He saw through it.

But it is precisely because we see through it that we feel fear.

"This isn't magic...this is a star."

Shiva's voice was dry and trembling with disbelief, "He rubbed a sun in the spiritual world."

"He's using this sun to tell us..."

Shiva raised his head and looked at the young man standing below the fireball with his hands behind his back. "In the face of such immense energy, our rules, techniques, and strategies are all a joke."

In the center of the hall.

Su Yun stood directly beneath the terrifying artificial star.

He remained calm as always.

Strangely, the intense heat, enough to melt a god, was quite docile around him.

The violent streams of charged particles automatically bypassed his body, forming a faint golden halo around him. Under this halo, Su Yun's figure appeared somewhat blurry, yet also very tall.

This light is the light of civilization.

From humans emerging from dark caves to find Mars, to lighting campfires in the wilderness to scare away wild beasts, and to confining stellar energy in reactors, all of this originates from this.

This light does not belong to God.

Therefore, God cannot judge, God cannot extinguish, God... can only fear.

Su Yun reached out and gently flicked off non-existent dust from her sleeve.

He looked at the three gods in front of him, who were roasted and looked quite disheveled, and the sarcasm on his lips grew stronger.

"What? Weren't you just thinking of playing chess?"

Su Yun said calmly, "Don't stop, keep going. My sun has landed in the Heavenly Origin position, you can do as you please."

random?

How the hell can you be so casual about this?

The table has turned into molten iron!

Anubis, hiding behind a stone pillar, peeked out half of his charred wolf head, panting heavily. "Madman...this madman...he manifests this kind of thing in the spiritual world, isn't he afraid of burning his own brain?"

"His mental structure is very strange..." Gabriel gritted his teeth, constantly repairing his charred wings. "There's a materialistic attribute in his will that we can't understand. This attribute makes him immune to this thing's rule-based damage... Damn it, my feathers!"

Just then.

Su Yun seemed to feel that the cooking time wasn't quite right.

He took a step forward.

This step caused the small, suspended sun to suddenly expand, its golden prominences licking the murals on the Pantheon's dome.

Those exquisite murals depicting the gods creating the world and the worship of all people peeled off instantly, turned black, and turned into ashes.

"Who just said they were going to take my soul?"

Su Yun's gaze locked onto Anubis.

"No...it's a misunderstanding..." Anubis felt like he was being stared at by an ancient beast, and his legs went weak.

"Who was it that just now said I should relinquish my power?"

Su Yun turned his gaze to Gabriel.

The archangel was pale and instinctively folded his wings together, wrapping himself into a ball.

Su Yun sneered.

"If you refuse a toast, you'll have to drink a penalty cup."

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers lightly at the restless fireball.

"Since it's the Pantheon, how can one sun be enough?"

A glint flashed in Su Yun's eyes, "Add an extra hour for these gods."

hum-

Under the watchful eyes of the gods, space began to distort around the already terrifying fireball.

The second point of light is condensing.

At this moment, Shiva could no longer sit still.

He suddenly stood up, swinging all four arms at the same time, the trident in his hands emitting a piercing buzz.

"Enough, Su Yun!"

Shiva's voice carried a barely perceptible hint of panic, "Stop! This is the foundation of the spiritual realm. If this place collapses, all the passages connecting to the divine realm will be severed! Do you want to perish together with them?!"

Su Yun stopped what she was doing.

Although the second point of light was not fully formed, it still emitted a heart-stopping fluctuation.

He looked at the angry Shiva, and the smile on his face gradually faded, replaced by a coldness.

"perish together?"

Su Yun shook her head.

"You've got one thing wrong."

"I didn't intend to die with you all."

"I just wanted to let you know."

Su Yun paused, then said, enunciating each word clearly:

"The Pantheon is now mine."