No deity has come forward to express its unequivocal opposition. In the chaotic era when the gods fought each other, none of the gods who have survived to this day are fools. Those stupid white sweets among the gods have long been eaten and wiped clean by those black-bellied guys, and they can't live at all.

Therefore, the construction of the Ninefold Divine Palace went quite smoothly, and the gods seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding, and in the third powerful divine power, that is, the Lord of War and Storm, took the initiative to sacrifice his own divine kingdom, and after integrating into the divine palace, the gods began to sacrifice the divine kingdom according to their strength.

And the gods' "sensible" behavior has made Muria's power begin to grow again, reaching a point beyond the reach of the gods, at least, the power he now controls is ancient and modern in this big world.

"How does it feel, Great God-King, Your Majesty Muria?" a slightly mocking voice sounded in the vast temple, and Michael looked at the feeling that had brought her, not much different from those ancient epics, and her heart was full of emotion.

His companion has finally come to this point, possessing powers comparable to those of ancient beings who have survived for tens of millions of years.

Although there are some coincidences, there is a certain element of luck, and there is still a lot of moisture in this power, but this cannot hide the fact that on certain occasions, Muria already has the power that only those ancient existences.

"It's wonderful," the God-King, who had almost everything under control, replied very frankly, "If I could, I would also like you to get a feel for my current perspective." But I'm afraid this kind of thing won't be able to do until I become the lord of the world. ”

"So how long will it take you to become the Lord of the World?"

"When will the mother of all things be cleaned up, when will I become the lord of the world, and now I am just a god king who is not worthy of the name. ”

Becoming the supreme being, reaching a realm that the gods of this great world had never touched in the past, Muria obtained a lot of information,

For example, the war that shattered the world, it was a painful memory that had torn the world apart into what it is today, and that could not be erased for tens of thousands of years.

The tragedy of the war and the sorrow of the world also made Muria's mood slightly agitated for a while, and then he regained his calm, after all, as an alien existence, he really had no way to empathize, if he hadn't been almost integrated with this world now, he might not even have some mood swings.

After watching the replays of the war that would have made any native creature outraged, Muria got some useful information from it for now.

The first is that He did not complete the unification of the Great World, a third of which was overrun by the invaders from the Void, the Mother of Things.

And the remaining two-thirds is the embodied will of the world back then, seeing that the resistance is ineffective and is about to be swallowed up, he makes a desperate bet and directly shatters the remaining world and scatters it all over the void.

Rather than be broken, not for the whole tile, although it sounds very backbone, but in fact it is just a helpless move under extreme despair. The will of the world was to delay time and then wait for a turnaround.

In fact, Muria's appearance proved that the choice of the world's will was correct, and the world did usher in a turning point, and the world's past shortcomings were not only swept away in the war, but even the mother of all things, who made the world go into destruction, also had a group of powerful beings who fought with her.

"Then clean it up, now you, your strength should have reached the end, it's time to do it. Otherwise, when you go late, you will only have to eat some leftovers. ”

"Hmm. ”

When Muria stood up from the temple, at that moment, his presence enveloped everything in front of Michaelella's eyes, all of which seemed infinitely small in front of him, and he was infinitely great.

"Restrain yourself, what kind of majesty are you putting in front of me?"

Just because of a move by his partner, even the wings behind him looked a little dim, Micaliala, said with some dissatisfaction.

"I'm sorry, but the recent growth in power has been so fast that I haven't been able to fully control it yet. ”

Muria duly apologized to his partner, knowing very well how much oppressive power he could bring to the existence around him now.

"In this state, you better wait a little longer, otherwise you will add chaos if you go. ”

"No need, this state is enough, the Mother of All Things is very strong, but now I, plus those elders of my clan, are more than enough to deal with her. ”

Muria stepped out, and the majestic body that could stand up to the sky and the earth instantly shrank to the same height as Michaliella, but even so, Michaliella still had a sense of insignificance and weakness when she stood in front of her husband.

"It's like you said, when I'm late, maybe it's over, and I'll want to get something, but I'm really embarrassed. ”

"I'll go with you. ”

"No...... Well, you can. ”

Muria, who originally wanted to refuse, swept her partner's gaze, then swallowed the words of refusal and agreed.

Anyway, before he fell, even if Micaliala had an accident, he could be resurrected indefinitely.

"Bring all the gods in the Divine Court who are above medium divine power!"

"Good. ”

Since even his wife is willing to bring it, this requires Muria to naturally not think much about it and directly agree.

"They should also have a fuller understanding of who you are. ”

"There's no need to let them know too clearly. ”

As for his identity as an epic titan from other worlds outside the void, Muria has never thought of hiding it, and certainly does not intend to publicize it.

"What's the point of knowing about this kind of thing? It only adds to their awe of you. ”

......

The gentle and cool wind rushed through the emerald green and almost inky forest sea, setting off bursts of green waves, the rich life essence almost mist-like permeated, the fierce beasts roared, the giant birds roared, and the vast and ancient primitive breath spread.

A being with a halberd in his hand silently looked at the jungle full of vast primeval aura, if his memory was not wrong, the jungle in front of him was just a barren field full of corpses three days ago.

But in just a few days, everything was covered by this jungle full of vigorous vitality, and powerful beasts followed.

Everything that has been done in the past seems to be in vain, and the battle seems to be just in vain, a joke. But is that really the case?