Chapter 1467: Chapter 1424: King Chapter 1467: Chapter 1424: King “Do we really have to take things to such an extreme, leaving us no chance for survival?”

The Divine Tree Lords, who invaded the world with the help of the Mother of All Things, gathered together in an extremely rare occurrence because they, who were eroding the world, were pushed to the brink.

“My world has been so severely eroded by you that, in order to expel you, a full one-third of the regions have been turned into ruins. Someone has to be responsible for this.”

The God King, surrounded and protected by the gods, spoke indifferently. He, merged with the world and favored by the Great World Will, held no ounce of fondness for the beings before him.

Of course, there was no extreme hatred either. Survival of the fittest applies even in the Void. The world under his feet was weak, invaded, and consumed—nothing more to be said.

But when he took control of the Great World, consolidating all its powers, weakness was no longer an issue; the world became strong. The dynamic between the invaders and the resistors completely shifted, leading to the current state of affairs.

However, the cost of victory was devastatingly high. He had already felt the world’s frailty—if it wasn’t replenished soon, the world he had barely managed to control would plummet in status, becoming nothing more than an overqualified Medium-sized World.

Such an outcome was utterly unacceptable, and the only method that could prevent this process—the simplest and most cost-effective—was to fill the world’s cracks with the corpses of Epics.

“Cost? Your Majesty, I can understand your thoughts, but have you considered the price of trying to keep us here? What cost must you bear?”

The Epics, trapped like beasts, glared coldly at Muria, filled with extraordinary rage towards the God King who had confined them. From him, they sensed a power that threatened their very existence, a force mighty enough to erase them.

“The price He has paid is already enough. From now on, He doesn’t need to pay anything,” said the Scepter-wielding Dominator, who appeared and spoke in a calm tone.

Yet his arrival made the Divine Tree Lords even more vigilant and grave. This was a being capable of moving freely in the Void just like them, signifying that even if he left this world, he could still hunt them down.

“Just you? Shiyu, I acknowledge your power, but are you alone truly enough to block our final bout of madness? You’re not qualified.”

A desperate Divine Tree Lord stared firmly at the Shiyu Dominator, for they had encountered this Master before.

“And if Shiyu is not qualified, what if you add me to the equation?” A colossal palm, large enough to obscure the Sky Dome, appeared abruptly, grabbing one of the Divine Tree Lords with an unstoppable force and then crushing it to pieces.

Blood like an ocean poured down like a raging waterfall from the gaps between the sky-obscuring fingers, ceaseless, accompanied by shattered flesh and bone fragments—a shocking sight.

The Ancient Prison Master!

Muria looked at the second Dominator who appeared, and the originally stern and solemn expression on his face relaxed slightly as a hint of awe emerged in his eyes.

Wars among the Epics often drag on for ages because each Epic possesses an almost unbelievable robust vitality. A war ends either when one of the Epics concedes defeat or when one falls—and the latter is much less common than the former.

But now, Muria witnessed a horrifying scene: an Epic was effortlessly crushed to remnants, and its remains could not regenerate for a long time.

That was an Epic of the Third Realm, no weakling. And even so, its current state appeared no different from mortal things—a light squeeze and it was nothing but a pile of crushed flesh and bones.

“…If you want to keep us here, you will have to pay an unbearable price.”

Huge tentacles swept through the void, stirring up waves. Though the Divine Tree lords trapped here outwardly held their own, showing no weakness, in truth they were still probing for weak points in the space constructed by Muria through law, still trying to break out.

Zing~

The sharp Sword Qi skimmed through the space, naturally radiating golden light, and the powerful pressure not only failed to damage the space’s integrity but instead made it even more stable.

Eventually, that streak of Sword Qi struck one of the Divine Tree lords attempting to break the space, and several writhing crimson tentacles fell from its head, then actively coiled towards Muria. However, before they could get close, they were intercepted by several divine beings.

It was an epic being with a form both ghastly and terrifying, possessing a body similar to an elephant’s and covered in long, thick hair, its head formed from a variety of creature skulls and constantly having tentacles that twisted and writhed from the crevices.

The blow from Muria’s Sword had just landed on the head of this epic monster, interrupting its attempt to breach the deity’s space, sending it into a frenzy.

Hiss!

The monster emitted a terrifying hiss from somewhere, but none of the beings present would waver in spirit because of its cry.

“Muria, hold on for as long as you can. If you can’t hold out, just let go, and Shiyu and I will take over for you.”

The voice of the Ancient Prison Master arose by Muria’s ear, and then, without waiting for the gods beside Muria to respond, these two Dominators promptly advanced towards the gathering of the various Divine Tree lords.

“I know.”

Muria clenched her teeth, then grasped the Battle Halberd in her hand and swung forward, “Follow me.”

“Teacher, you staying here is enough. We all know the pressure you bear is the heaviest. Let us handle the battle, and all the gods will understand.”

Jiuli, following behind Muria, understood all too well the sacrifices her teacher had made for this war. The space they were in was constructed through the laws her teacher controlled, supplemented by the World Will, accommodating so many beings—the pressure her teacher endured was unfathomable.

“We should stop saying such things. I don’t know how the God Kings of other worlds act, but in my view, a king always stands at the highest point, right at the front, always visible to their subjects.

Standing in the safest place, commanding one’s subjects to engage in life-and-death battle, following one’s orders—I cannot do that.”

Hearing her student’s advice, Muria did not hesitate, and laid out to her student her thoughts on what a king should do in such times.

After speaking, without waiting for a response from her student, she was the first to join the Titan’s battle, instantly overwhelming three Divine Tree lords. With a wave of her hand, there was a surge of blood—it was blood flowing from an epic creature.

To fight against a God King in a fully unified Great World is a nightmare that most epics dread to face because, aside from the fabled Fifth Realm Eternity, God Kings are nearly invincible to epics.

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