Wizard Immortal

Chapter 874 Consensus

"It seems everyone has arrived."

Standing before this grand hall, the God of Death stood silently, calmly gazing at the countless figures below.

"The gods from another realm have arrived and are currently battling the Earth Goddess."

His expression was calm as he spoke softly, "We must take advantage of this opportunity and do something."

"Your Majesty, God of Death, what should we do?"

A goddess, surrounded by shimmering light from which one could faintly see ripples of water, spoke softly, her face filled with solemnity.

This is a sea god.

Prior to this, several sea gods in the material world had already fallen, following Gafina's actions.

As the goddess of the sea, she naturally has a strong sense of crisis, which makes her very proactive.

Below, the other gods also looked at the God of Death in front of them, each of them appearing extremely solemn.

The current situation left them no choice but to be serious.

As former gods, although they no longer possess power, their primal power still remains.

Their very essence, once sacred, is the greatest treasure in the world, irresistible to all.

Those otherworldly gods were clearly after their origins, and each one of them was extremely ruthless.

Under these circumstances, if they still lack any sense of crisis, they are probably doomed.

"The situation is now very clear."

Standing at the head of the table, the God of Death spoke calmly, "The strength of those otherworldly gods is not great. So far, only seven of them have revealed their divine existence."

"This number is nothing if you are all at your peak."

The power within the world of gods is extraordinary, and the number of gods accumulated over countless years is certainly not small.

Even though some had perished due to the actions of Gafina and others, there were still nearly forty people sitting here at this moment.

The disparity between the nearly forty divine beings and the power of the wizarding world is readily apparent.

It's fair to say that if these gods were to recover, the Wizarding World would be lucky to avoid being invaded by the gods themselves, let alone invade the Wizarding World.

"The Earth Goddess has been resurrected and is now battling those gods from other lands."

Standing still, the God of Death spoke slowly, his face calm: "I will take action and fight alongside the Goddess of Earth to buy time for everyone present."

"Let's all seize this opportunity and get promoted together."

He looked at some people in the crowd and said this.

After thousands of years of preparation, many of the gods present are now at the peak of demigodhood. They only need to take one more leap to cross that final step and ascend to the altar once again.

Of course, when the God of Death spoke in this way, some people in the crowd changed color, and their expressions looked rather bad at that moment.

These are basically gods who are still some distance from the peak of demigods and cannot catch up at this moment.

"There is no need to worry about pioneers persecuting those who come after."

Noticing the expressions on those people's faces, the God of Death calmly spoke: "In the name of myself, the God of Death, I promise that before all the gods have ascended to the sacred realm, there will never be a divine war among the gods."

As the words fell softly, many gods secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After thousands of years, only two sacred beings, the King of the Sun and the God of Death, have appeared in the material world, and this is not without reason.

There is actually a competitive relationship among the gods.

The god who recovers first will inevitably suppress those who follow, suppressing them in various fields.

Therefore, in order to prevent the other party from striking first, the gods took action against each other and used various means to hinder each other, which ultimately led to the fact that no one was able to ascend to the divine realm for thousands of years.

Under those circumstances, even gods who had accumulated enough power would not rashly advance to the sacred realm.

Because that not only meant bearing the gaze of the two sacred beings, the King of the Sun and the God of Death, but also meant being hated and targeted by many who came after.

The Sun King and the God of Death did not have this problem because their status was too transcendent.

One is the supreme deity of the material world since ancient times, and the other is the god of death who has little interest in spreading his own beliefs.

These two things have little impact on other people.

But the others were different.

However, now that the God of Death has made a promise, the others, though worried, could not say anything more at this moment.

"Gods who are willing to try, step forward."

Standing quietly at the head of the table, the God of Death spoke softly.

As soon as the words were spoken, the gods below looked at each other in bewilderment, and then several figures stepped out from among them.

A dozen or so figures, including Blood Moon and Angola, stood side by side before them.

These are beings capable of being deified; each of them can challenge the sacred realm at any time and transform into a true saint.

Even though they have not yet truly become saints, their power is already not to be underestimated.

Perhaps they are no match for a divine being in a one-on-one fight, but if five or six of them join forces, they can certainly contend with a divine being in a short period of time.

It can only be said that the power of the world of gods was originally extremely strong, but it was only because of past grudges and inertia that it had not been integrated for a while.

Once integrated, the power that the gods can unleash is immense.

"Mar."

Looking at the dozen or so beings who had stepped forward, the God of Death nodded and then said, "Take them to the Void."

"Yes."

Mar stepped out from the side, dressed in an elegant black robe, exuding a hazy aura, and led the gods away.

Then, only the weaker gods remained standing before him.

Please wait a moment.

Looking at the remaining figures below, the God of Death nodded, then his figure blurred and disappeared from the spot.

A faint tremor of death energy rippled through the air, unleashing a terrifying aura.

Then, in the distance, a series of auras appeared.

Under the watchful eyes of the gods, they clearly saw that in the center of the material world, the Earth Goddess emerged along with several other auras.

That was the Earth Goddess and those otherworldly wizards, currently engaged in a fierce battle.

The confrontation between the two was extremely fierce. The aura of the Earth Goddess was gradually weakening, and she was now firmly suppressed and at a disadvantage.

Even though he was once a supreme god and had the help of the material world, it was still too much of a strain for him to face so many wizards alone as a seventh-level being.

At this moment, the power of death begins to manifest.

(End of this chapter)