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Chapter 430 Global Battlefield

Incomprehensible! Completely incomprehensible!

On the indescribable, twisted remains of Mount Olympus, Brahma coldly stared at the grinning White Night before him.

Everything shouldn't be like this. Theoretically speaking, Bai Ye should be imprisoned by himself in the minimum level of the "becoming stronger" cage right now.

This perfectly rational sage experienced the feeling of miscalculation for the first time.

Having considered everything to the best of his ability, Brahma was almost certain of defeating White Night, despite the minuscule risk of failure.

Unfortunately, despite the fact that the outcome was heading towards success, things still went wrong.

If Brahma had known beforehand that Bai Ye would have a cheat code, he probably would have used a different approach to deal with Bai Ye.

Another possibility is that he would create an absolute sycophantic personality to cater to Bai Ye's interests, and personally arrest Zeus and present him to her.

But there are no "what ifs" in life; the outcome was already predetermined after Brahma made his choice.

Compared to the bigwigs in Marvel, Brahma lost because of the information gap.

Even if those Marvel bigwigs weren't initially aware of White Night's characteristics,

In fact, if Marvel's bigwigs had taken measures from the beginning instead of letting it run wild, there was a chance that White Night would have been permanently sealed and contained.

Unfortunately, after Chapter 11 of this book, Bai Ye will no longer be able to be sealed away.

When Bai Ye arrived in this mythical universe, he had already reached the strength of a quasi-saint, and his thoughts had been hidden using an algorithm of absolute quantum superposition randomness.

For the saints, observing the mind of the White Night was like rolling dice.

You can only arrive at a result of 1 to 6, and you know that Bai Ye's memory is hidden in one of the six options, and these six choices all seem true but are completely different.

When you want to find the most correct answer, there's no difference between guessing randomly and not guessing at all, and even after guessing, you're still unsure of the result.

Because Bai Ye, the only one who knows whether the result is correct or not, will not tell you whether the memory you chose is actually right.

The reality is far more complex than simply rolling dice.

The probability of the saints being correct is not one in six, but one in a billion... billion... billion—a truly random lottery.

In this state of absolute randomness, the saints naturally could not glimpse the memories of Bai Ye.

Therefore, they had no idea that Bai Ye possessed an attribute panel.

Furthermore, due to their low strength, they couldn't even reach the level of infinite diversity, so they weren't even qualified to read the letters that OAA sent to the powerful figures of the heavens.

Because Yang Kaitai was shielded by the Sage of Zhongzhou, they were unaware of the existence of the chat group.

In Brahma's eyes, Bai Ye was just a wild kid who suddenly appeared from Zhongzhou. What was Marvel and DC?

Seeing the fierce glint in Bai Ye's eyes, Fan Tian knew that the situation was already decided. Even if he begged for mercy now, Bai Ye would not let him go.

"This calamity is also destined to befall us saints."

The Triune God, whose power is held by the Holy Spirit (absolute reason), coldly said: "This is a matter of life and death. Please, all the saints, join forces to suppress this scourge."

"Remember, during the suppression, you must not attack them directly, you must not let them do anything, you must not let them get hurt, and you must not let them think," Shiva, the Hindu god of destruction, reminded him from the side.

"What kind of suppression is this?" Zeus said with a gloomy face.

"You dare complain?!" Odin and Loki roared angrily.

If Zeus hadn't used his full power right from the start, Bai Ye wouldn't be this strong now.

But all the sages knew that this action would likely end badly.

If Bai Ye's rate of increase in strength truly has no upper limit, or if his upper limit is higher than theirs, then their eventual death is already inevitable.

The moment Bai Ye's power surpasses that of all of them, it will be the moment of their demise.

Since that's the case, every extra second they can live is precious. They can only try to slow down Bai Ye's rate of growth and bring him to the slowest possible rate of increase.

This is a battle they are destined to lose, but the duration of the battle is determined by their actions.

Perhaps it's a second, or a minute, or even an hour?

For the saints, the entire exchange was but a fleeting moment.

The next moment, all the saints will face the fist that Bai Ye throws from afar.

This punch had neither sound nor visual impact, yet it was guaranteed to hit its mark.

This characteristic is the condensation of the power of the night and the day, a contest of pure strength.

No force existing under the white night can escape this inevitable punch.

Zeus was the first among the saints to be affected. As the weakest saint, his power was far below that of Bai Ye, and he had no chance of dodging Bai Ye's punch.

In just a moment, he saw a terrifying scene before him, filling his eyes, where even the invisible void seemed to be squeezed and exploded by his right fist.

At that moment, Zeus tasted the bitterness of death.

It was as if the whole world was roaring at him.

The sky, the earth, and the sea... everything was rejecting him, telling him to die.

But just before he was about to be struck, Zeus vanished and was taken into Vishnu's world.

Since the goal is to restrict the White Night, it is natural not to let Zeus, who is far weaker than the White Night, be defeated.

That immortal and indestructible saintly body was the punching bag for Bai Ye to become stronger.

The moment Bai Ye's fist struck Zeus, it was unknown how terrifying Bai Ye's own power would become.

In the void, Odin's power continued to emanate, neutralizing and dissolving the sure-hit law on Bai Ye's fist, and causing the surging, almost explosive power within Bai Ye's body to dissipate completely.

But in the next moment, all the sages sighed inwardly.

Even though the actions were gentle enough and carried out in the least stimulating way possible, Bai Ye's physical strength continued to increase wildly.

At this rate of efficiency, even if they act as speed limiters, it wouldn't take more than a few minutes for God, the one among them with the strongest power growth, to be surpassed.

But no matter what, we can't just sit and wait to die. We can only fight back with all our might, living for every second we can, and struggling in every possible way.

The moment the saints cease to live is the moment they die.

In just a moment, the battle of the saints had already entered another world.

The entire world, both within and outside the Five Regions, became their battlefield.

The underlying logic and rules of the entire world are arbitrarily altered under the will of the sage.

Although there was no physical collision, its impact was far more profound.

After all, death is only a moment, but the pain of disability can last a lifetime.

In the blink of an eye, the saints had already traveled an unknown distance from the Five Realms of Mythology.

But although the saints have departed, the aftershocks of their battles continue to change everything in this universe forever.

……

In the southern region, the setting of Greek mythology, Sun Wukong and Yang Kaitai, two immortals, looked at Sisyphus, whose curse had been lifted by Bai Ye.

Sisyphus did not rejoice at being freed from the curse; his eyes held only a detached tranquility.

"In other words, you want to work with me to spread the cultivation method throughout the Five Regions."

Sisyphus looked at the two immortals and nodded, saying, "No problem, I agree."

(End of this chapter)