Elf Kingdom: Game of the World Tree

Upon hearing this, the God of Darkness and Shadow, Holder’s expression slightly changed.

Yves, on the other hand, let out a sneering laugh and continued:

"Holder, you’ve colluded with the Demon God and instigated a war, you’ve already crossed the line of the True God Contract!"

"Hela Crown’s ascension is already unstoppable, even if you’ve seized control of the Netherworld during her slumber, it’s only a desperate struggle."

"You have no choice left, surrender, hand over your divine authority and divinity, perhaps there’s still a way out for you..."

The expression of the God of Darkness and Shadow completely froze.

In the next moment, he became ferocious, nearly losing composure and roared:

"No, I am the heir of the Netherworld! I am the true Death God! Don’t think! None of you shall take control of the Netherworld from me!"

As he spoke, divine power surged from his body, causing the entire Netherworld to tremble, while on the ground, all the Dark Army and Undead Army emitted a ghastly light, their aura instantly skyrocketing!

At this moment, Holder released the dark divine power he had accumulated over countless years, this moment, Holder chose to fight to the death!

The terrifying Dark Army regained its strength, charging towards the Divine Country, forming a stark contrast to the heavily damaged Death God Army on the other side.

With Hela slumbering, the legion loyal to her had already seen their strength drastically decline after the control of the Netherworld was seized; being able to hold on until now was a miracle.

However, Yves merely chuckled lightly and waved their hand.

In the next moment, golden ripples appeared behind him, spreading out quickly, enveloping the entire Divine Country, with scores of thousands, hundreds of thousands...

Then, accompanied by excited battle cries and strange shouts, fully armed elves bathed in Holy Light appeared on the battlefield.

They were the Elf Chosen Ones.

More accurately, they were players who had accepted Yves’ mission and were uniquely blessed with True God blessings!

Their morale was high, their expressions fierce, resembling both world-destroying Demon Kings and apocalyptic catastrophes. As soon as they appeared on the battlefield, they charged towards the Dark Army like an unstoppable torrent, to the dumbfounded gazes of the Heroic Spirit Warriors of the Death God Army...

Fierce combat erupted instantly, and the once formidable Dark Army was immediately halted.

The expression of the God of Darkness and Shadow grew even more grim.

His cold gaze swept across the chaotic battlefield, finally landing back on Yves.

Then, he roared, unleashing all his divine power, transforming into a giant of darkness, rushing towards Yves!

The battle between True Gods erupted.

The Domain of Darkness and Shadow expanded, clashing with Yves’ Domain of Life and Nature.

The figures of the two True Gods vanished in the brilliance, fighting together, their silhouettes blurred, with only dazzling rays and terrifying waves emanating, instilling fear and awe.

Holder was at the peak of intermediate divine power, while Yves’ True God Avatar approached the strength of powerful divine power.

One side wielded the power of the Netherworld, the other held several mighty True Divine Artifacts.

The mythical combat was closely matched for a while.

On the other side, with the addition of the Demon Wolf Fenrir, Fate Goddess Tica and Harvester Pross were entangled with the God of Eternal Sleep, Hughes, and Silence Lady Ina.

At this moment, the battle in the Divine Country reached its climax!

Feeling Yves’ formidable power, Holder held nothing back, roaring and decisively burning his divine power.

However, Yves remained calm.

This was Holder’s stronghold, he could feel the power of the Heart of Withering being suppressed, clearly... the opponent was also prepared.

But Yves did not need to defeat the opponent.

He only needed to stall until Hela’s ascension was complete.

Mythical clash, legion melee.

After an unknown period, suddenly, a slight pulse emanated from the depths of the Realm of the Dead.

It seemed like a heartbeat.

The actions of the battling myths suddenly paused.

And soon, another heartbeat echoed...

"Thump..."

This time, even the players and undead engaged in battle heard it.

They instinctively paused their movements.

"Thump..."

The heartbeat continued, strong and powerful, gradually forming a certain rhythm.

And with each beat, it caused the entire Netherworld to tremble... 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

"Not good!"

Holder’s expression slightly changed, seemingly realizing something.

Soon after, a profound brilliance shot up from the depths of the Realm of the Dead!

An ethereal solemn hymn slowly drifted, and a majestic atmosphere slowly rose.

In Holder’s shrinking pupils, the entire Netherworld suddenly exploded with dark silver divine light.

An obscure yet vast energy wave subtly spread out with the Netherworld as its center, at this moment, all myths in the Segis Universe sensed the changes in the Netherworld...

One by one, the myths cast their gaze towards the direction of the Netherworld, with expressions of doubt, surprise, fear, and inquiry...

Almost instantly, the profound dark divine power shrouding the outside of the Netherworld seemed to be suppressed by some even greater force, slowly dissipating.

Simultaneously, the profound and majestic aura completely erupted, causing the entire Netherworld to tremble violently, a soul-stirring pressure swept out from the depths of the Realm of the Dead, quickly surging through the entire Netherworld.

Feeling the tremor emanating from deep within their souls, almost all the undead instinctively knelt towards a certain direction in the depths of the Realm of the Dead, as if welcoming their king...

In an instant, the undead loyal to the Dark Army completely shifted their allegiance.

Murmured prayers echoed in the Netherworld, with the sound of those prayers gathering brighter and brighter:

"Welcome... Lord of the Underworld... arrival!"

The heartbeat sound gradually faded, and a vast divine presence swept through.

In this moment, all beings located in the Netherworld sensed a powerful yet familiar Divine Sense sweep across their bodies.

In the ethereal song of the dead, light gathered, a figure dressed in a black robe, holding a scythe, with long flowing hair, slowly descended in the profound brilliance.

It was none other than Death God Hela!

The divine power surged on Her body, with three silver lines on each side of Her cheeks, the mark of the Lord of the Underworld.

And after Her arrival, not only the undead, but almost all creatures of the Netherworld prostrated themselves on the ground.

Including the God of Eternal Sleep, the Silence Lady, and even the God of Darkness and Shadow, Holder himself, all felt an overwhelming power suppress them, facing that majestic presence, they couldn’t help but feel a rush of devotion...

It was the natural submission and awe of the Netherworld’s True God to the Lord of the Underworld.

Feeling this terrifying power, Holder’s expression changed almost instantly.

Without hesitation, He suppressed His inner fear, abandoning the battle with Her in Yina’s surprised gaze, turning around to escape as a stream of light towards outside the Netherworld...

However, He didn’t escape far.

Death God Hela slowly opened Her eyes.

In Her deep crimson pupils, starry seas seemed to sparkle, Her indifferent and majestic gaze fell upon the God of Darkness and Shadow, Holder.

Only to see Her gently open Her mouth, an ethereal and solemn voice slowly sounded, like the final judgment:

"In the capacity of Lord of the Netherworld, I pronounce, upon the traitor—God of Darkness and Shadow, Holder... death!"

As She spoke, She gently raised the long Death God Scythe in Her hand, making a slight slash in the air...

An obscure energy wave spread outward centered on the scythe, like a shallow crescent moon flying towards the fleeing Holder.

Holder’s expression drastically changed.

He attempted to speed up His escape, yet that seemingly unimpressive wave had already reached His front.

And then, gently swept across His body...

"No—!"

Holder let out a desperate roar.

In the next second, His body lightly trembled, terror-filled pupils slowly lost their brilliance, His form suddenly collapsed.

The God of Darkness and Shadow, whose strength reached the pinnacle of medium divine power, thus effortlessly fell.

At this moment, the entire Netherworld, and even the myths observing this divine battle, all plunged into silence...