Published: February 20, 2025
CHAPTER TEXT:
The Beast of the World, Titan Peak
As various factions prepared for the final battle, time passed swiftly, and in the blink of an eye, three days went by.
With the blue sun on the horizon disappearing, the entire mythical world was plunged into darkness, with only the slowly rising silver moon from the eastern end bringing a glimmer of light.
In the mythical world, a solar cycle lasts forty days. During the day, three great suns—golden, red, and blue—shine brightly, while at night, only one bright moon hangs high.
As for the appearance of the Blood Moon and the scene of two moons in the sky, such occurrences are rare.
However, each time the Blood Moon appears, it heralds some kind of ominous event.
In the Seventeenth Dimension, at an altitude of over one hundred thousand meters, a golden crack appeared in the firmament, and then Bordaya, with three pairs of golden light wings, descended.
Looking at Kordes, the mythical powerhouse guarding this dimension, Bordaya frowned slightly: "Kordes, why the sudden urgent message? Is there a traitor here again?"
"It's not a traitor," Kordes replied, pointing into the distance, hesitating. "Uncle, the reason I called you is related to that Human Race's divine martial throne. Look over there."
In the central region of the Mixed Copper Mountain Range, over two thousand kilometers away, an ominous dark golden sphere of light appeared, resembling a gigantic bowl half-buried in the earth, exuding an incredibly heavy sensation.
"That divine martial throne is devouring the essence of the Mixed Copper Mountain Range, and its coverage is expanding rapidly. At a rate that doubles every star point, it won't be long before the entire mountain range is consumed."
"This mountain range is the core of the Seventeenth Dimension's material. If it is devoured, the entire dimension will become unstable, and the nearby derived mines will also face depletion."
In contrast to Kordes's worries, Bordaya's expression was quite calm: "You want to ask whether we should stop him, right?"
Kordes forced a bitter smile and nodded: "Yes."
The Seventeenth Dimension is currently a crucial resource point for the Tianyu Clan, responsible for producing all weapons below mythical level, equipment, and the basic materials for war fortresses, making it quite important.
If the mines in this dimension are exhausted, the logistical pressure on the Tianyu Clan will increase significantly.
In response to Kordes's concern, Bordaya casually said, "If that divine martial throne wants to swallow and refine it, let him. It's already of no concern."
"Of no concern?" Kordes was taken aback.
As a typical early mythical powerhouse, Kordes, stationed in the rear, although he received news that the next great war was about to erupt, was unaware it was the final showdown.
Currently, only supreme god-level powerhouses and those at the peak of late mythical stage knew about the evacuation orders, to prevent leakage of information.
Bordaya reminded him: "Don’t worry about other matters; just keep an eye on this place and don’t let 'humans' disturb this divine martial throne's training."
"This Human Race genius will be a huge boost to our Tianyu Clan once he breaks through to the supreme god level. Understand?"
"I understand, Uncle," Kordes nodded, faintly sensing something from Bordaya's words.
While the two Tianyu powerhouses conversed, inside the dark golden sphere of light in the mountain range, terrifying gravity filled the space, and countless blue light dots flew out from the ores, rushing towards the central region.
There, a peak over ten thousand meters tall had vanished, and the surrounding earth had collapsed, forming a black hole with a diameter of one hundred kilometers, distorting everything in the vicinity with its heavy and terrifying gravitational magnetic field.
At the center of that black hole, a three-faced, eight-armed demon god, over six hundred meters tall, sat cross-legged, with six arms forming seals behind him, supporting a slowly rotating golden wheel of the world.