Chapter 636: Chapter 497: Mutation, Fierce Battle

Xibo clearly understood.

He was fighting against fate itself.

Having defeated a Mortal Forbidden Area once, what about the future?

The cycle would repeat, and if he didn’t keep advancing, sooner or later, he’d be overthrown by those mortals!

"The mortals are getting stronger."

"Their universal Divine Objects have become incredibly powerful."

He could only wait for the emergence of the next Medium Transmission or resort to deicide.

But the previous Demon King, Levi, attempted to attack God, and ultimately perished, an outcome Xibo couldn’t ignore.

First, there were the untouchable gods.

God, Longevity God, God of Merchants, God of Chaos Bal.

Next, he ruled out Magaras and the equally hard-to-kill Pure Yang True Immortal Xu Changsheng.

Finally.

He set his sights on the Death God.

Because the location of the Death God was relatively easy to ascertain, permanently residing in the Death World, he could seize the perfect timing, invade with an army, and launch a surprise attack.

Gathering the power of the entire Multi-Cosmos, to strike at this Death God!

Although.

The Death God is immortal.

But this level of attack was enough to cloud his consciousness, putting him into a prolonged state of rigidity.

He could take the opportunity to snatch some of the Death God’s Divine Objects.

As long as he took these Objects, the Death God would be doomed.

After meticulous deliberation, Xibo silently sighed, "My telephone mobilization, with such grandeur, definitely can’t be concealed from those gods."

"Therefore, I must allow a few more Mortal Forbidden Areas to rise."

"And then, under the guise of eliminating these Areas, gather vast telephonic karma... finally catching them by surprise, with one lethal strike."

Xibo’s schemes were quite brilliant.

And that’s how he executed them.

8,000 years into the Multi-Cosmos, the remnants of the Crystal Country still retained numerous trump cards, disseminating the foundations of their breakthrough technologies.

Many strong beings acquired this Breathing Method, broke through successively, and Mortal Forbidden Areas started appearing throughout the Multi-Cosmos.

In just a thousand years.

cosmoses declared independence from the rule of the deities, becoming sovereign Mortal Countries, with the sign "No Divines Allowed" spreading across the entire cosmos.

...

Merchant Headquarters.

Magaras, like God, had learned to withdraw from the scene.

After all, every Mythical Era had its protagonist; calmly observing the tides of change and the evolution of civilizations was also quite a choice.

At this moment, upon witnessing this scene, he couldn’t help but analyze:

"The situation looks quite grim. If this trend continues, this deity of faith might soon meet his end."

The God of Merchants chuckled, "Indeed, he lacks the ability to stop the emergence of Mortal Forbidden Areas... Knowledge of breakthroughs spreads among the masses, and he can’t seal this information, can’t realize a monopoly!"

"If he wishes to completely seal off this knowledge, he might have to wipe out all life in the entire Multi-Cosmos, causing a physical break in civilization."

Magaras slightly furrowed his brow, "But that’s impossible. Mortals are his foundation. Killing all the cosmos’s citizens would be akin to suicide."

At this stage, no matter how you analyze it, this deity of faith is on a dead-end street!

The populace, beginning to oppose him.

He can’t possibly eliminate all the people.

He doesn’t have the Divine Power of fate to alter the memories of these people... It’s simply insoluble.

Even if Magaras were to put himself in Xibo’s shoes at this moment?

Fearfully, he would also be powerless against this mighty historical current!

"If I were Xibo, no matter how talented, restricted by the properties of Divine Objects, I fear I wouldn’t be able to hold back the sweeping tide of history."

Magaras suddenly felt a deep reverence for the entirety of nature.

No matter how astonishing a person is, they cannot withstand the inevitable structures of an era’s demise.

Xibo, to this day, had not made a single mistake in his maneuvers and strategies, incredibly flawless.

The man was also incredibly diligent, managing 3,000 Parallel Cosmos, not something an average person could achieve; Xibo’s energy was exceptionally vigorous, one might say a super workaholic.

The era change he pushed for was also evident.

The bottleneck that stymied countless ages broke through, and a plethora of Ninth Tier Tenth Layer beings emerged.

Magaras sighed lightly, "I suddenly feel my rise isn’t about personal talent and power... but that I was born at the right time and place, as a Celestial Divine King overthrowing the gods."

Born to suit the times.

If there weren’t him, Magaras, perhaps there would still be a Dogaras.

So-called geniuses, prodigies, are the least valuable.

Take the Crystal Emperor before, quite a prodigy, no?

Take the First Generation Demon King Levi, innately a Ninth Tier Divine Vortex, also frighteningly powerful.

But they all died.

Magaras said, "Now, maybe it’s not yet Xibo’s time to die. We still rely on him to pioneer the Ninth Tier Tenth Layer. Should I lend him a hand? Reset his state?"

Evidently, while having reverence for the era.

Magaras still regarded this era’s mythical protagonist, Xibo, as a pawn to be used!

"I am the God of Merchants, maintaining neutrality." The God of Merchants did not express any judgment of his own.

Magaras nodded, "Then let me see what he’s planning to do first, shall I? Currently, there are 28 forbidden zones, probably enough to keep him busy."

Based on Magaras’s calculations.

Xibo is probably going to crumble!

Because new forbidden zones keep appearing.

Xibo’s defeat is certain; he can’t withstand the siege of all the mortal countries.

Sure enough.

After several more years, the forbidden zones seem to have reached some sort of understanding, exploding like bamboo shoots after the rain, quickly reaching 100 forbidden zones!

And they continued to grow rapidly.

At this time, not only Magaras, but everyone believed that Xibo could no longer withstand the multiple growing mortal countries.

The Second Generation Demon King seemed destined to fall here.

It was at this moment.

"You audacious rebels!"

Xibo’s voice echoed throughout the connected line of forbidden zones, "The vast mighty power of the entire cosmos, how can you hope to resist it?"

With that said, 2900 phone transmissions from the Multi-Cosmos split into different bands, at different times and places, arriving simultaneously, forming a mighty torrent.

"Here they come!"

"Everyone, hold on!"

"The day of god-slaying is upon us this morning!"

The voices of the major mortal nations rose and fell, full of solemnity, ready for this final battle.

Everyone knew that the Faith Deity had to stop them, and if they didn’t, their numbers would continue to expand madly, ensuring the deity’s certain death.

In other words.

If they could endure today, the god-slaying was a foregone conclusion!

"You, seeking death..."

Xibo suddenly struck, and countless calls converged to create an unprecedented legendary strike in the history of the Multi-Cosmos!

This strike was enough to destroy several Parallel Cosmoses.

Even the various battles before God paled in comparison to this overwhelming heavenly might.

In everyone’s eyes, the terrifying causal phone lines expanded, stretched, and turned into a curved noodle, suddenly passing through the Death Serpent captured from the enemy army in the past, opening the gates of the Death World.

Boom!

The power gathered towards the Death World.

In the Death World, Mohrsik, who was busy eating melons, flashed a trace of disbelief in his eyes, "It seems like they’ve hit the wrong spot?"

He murmured this, and the next moment he already understood what the other party wanted to do.

Madman!! He cursed under his breath, quickly running madly towards the depths of the Death World.

But the multidimensional attack behind him spread across the sky behind him, completely engulfing him in an instant.

...

"What happened? What are they doing?"

"Where is the opponent’s attack?"

At this moment, the Emperor of the Third Generation Mortal Country and the Third Generation Crystal Country watched this scene, staring blankly at the sky, bewildered.

They saw the attack fall, directly shattering the door of the Death World, the endless, dense causal threads turned into a ball of yarn, tightly entangling Death God Mohrsik.

Pressing, cycling, tearing, entangling.

Though the Death God was immortal, he was actually imprisoned alive, his consciousness constantly extinguished and torn apart, losing even the ability to think.

Upon witnessing this scene, the Emperor of the Third Generation Crystal Country widened his eyes in horror, "If such an attack hit us, we wouldn’t be able to withstand it. We underestimated him."

The eyes of everyone were filled with shock, each feeling the illusion of having escaped death.

But immediately, their hearts were filled with a wave of frustration.

They naturally realized that this guy was using them as a decoy, accumulating years of military strength to attack another god.

"Is he crazy? Doesn’t he know that if he doesn’t extinguish us now, as we expand to 200 or 300 cosmos forbidden zones... our territories continue to build, and his territories continue to shrink, his calls will only grow weaker?"

"Yes, if he doesn’t kill us now, and we develop during this attack interval, he will surely lose."

Amidst everyone’s hesitation, the Crystal Country Emperor expressed a heavy demeanor, "No, he’s smart, he’s looking for a once-and-for-all solution to directly kill another god."

"Everyone, we can’t let him succeed, we must stop him, we must save the Death God!"

The crowd was stunned.

We, save another god?

Help the Death God?

"But if we guard the cosmos areas we occupy, we can exert our combat power. If we go out... we’ll be alone, our combat power will plummet."

Everyone hesitated.

If we went out, abandoning our advantage, throwing ourselves into the godly conflict, it would likely be a near-death situation.

"No, this is the only way!" the Crystal Emperor demonstrated his might, "Even if it costs our lives, we must save the Death God, otherwise the Faith Deity will have no weaknesses, and our descendants will find it very hard to slay the god!"

Everyone understood the importance of the matter.

Cursing under their breath, they acknowledged that Xibo’s move was brilliant and effective.

Not only did he ambush the Death God, but he also forcibly pushed them out of their shells to die!

A double-edged strategy.

"This Faith Deity..." Many eyes revealed a hint of fear.

But after the fear, countless strong figures began to fly out, "Everyone, follow me to slay the god!"

In an instant, chaos erupted.

Mortal champions and the Faith Deity swarmed the Death World.