Chapter 1333: Chapter 62: Let’s Dance
Yi Le, watching the disheveled God of Destruction, sneered and said:
“Wasn’t it supposed to be one-on-one? How did it come to this?”
“This guy isn’t simple.”
“Heh, a waste is a waste, don’t make excuses for your incompetence.”
Upon hearing this familiar phrase, Shiva’s face turned beet red with anger, yet he was helpless.
Zarvan glanced sideways at his two comrades, silently criticizing.
One got his right hand cut off because of carelessness, the other lost his left arm due to impulsiveness. What do you two have to argue about?
Brother shouldn’t speak ill of Brother!
Just as a slight relaxation appeared in Zarvan’s heart, Luo En decisively made his move.
A Pillar of Light—or rather, a Light Slash formed of flames.
Like a Holy Judgment of Fate.
The light, at the speed of light, covered Zarvan and the area within thirty thousand meters around him, locking onto this Great Ming Venerable of Persia.
The might sharply escalated, seeming to dissolve everything along its path.
Zarvan instinctively wanted to dodge, but his body couldn’t move an inch.
Upon closer inspection, he discovered that the surrounding space was covered with golden Divine Patterns, like chains, forming an invisible suppression and restraint on any target stepping in.
When did this happen?
Was it during the process when Shiva launched the [Tandava Dance] that he reconstructed the space, embedding these Divine Patterns as traps?
And at this moment, the light, the sacred Light of Judgment, descended at the speed of light.
The blazing white stream of light, like an overturned star river, stained the deep black void and the dim star river a sacred pure white, reflecting eternal colors of archaic light.
Zarvan smelled danger, his face turned extremely ugly.
He couldn’t maintain his image as an Origin God anymore and shouted to the sides:
“Help! Attack together!”
Shiva and Yi Le felt a chill in their hearts, not daring to continue internal strife. One drew the Ajagava Divine Bow, the other wielded the Bronze Battleaxe, both directing their attacks at that light.
Four Origin Level powers clashed in the void.
At the moment when twelve pairs of blazing white wings unfolded, the Creation Scripture surged forth from between the feathers, only to be ignited by the purple-red Karmic Fire released by Shiva’s third eye;
Zarvan shook his robe, and the Astrolabe above was reversing causal laws, shifting aside the descending Light Blades;
Yi Le raised the battleaxe, Storms and Thunderbolts swept towards the figure in the clouds…
In the solidified shockwave, golden Holy Flames clashed with the purple-red Karmic Fire, cyan Storms, and silver torrents of Time;
Hermes Script, Lun Rune, Canaan Divine Text, Cuneiform Script, Persian, and Sanskrit devoured each other;
The sky was crushed inch by inch by Divine Power, light was swallowed inch by inch by darkness…
Facing three Origin Level opponents, Luo En, who only mastered two portions of World Essence, was ultimately inadequate.
A good opportunity, let’s push forward and resolve this monster!
The same thought simultaneously emerged in the minds of Zarvan, Shiva, and Yi Le, pushing their Divine Authority to the extreme.
But at this moment, the ground shook violently, and a majestic and towering giant figure rose from the Abyss.
Accompanied by high-pitched syllables like a song, the Dragon Mother of Creation with emerald wings stood on all fours.
Instantly, the entire world seemed to shed all colors, as gray and white patterns spread out.
With its body touching them, the wind pillars around Yi Le were torn apart, thunderclouds dissipated, Shiva’s Destructive World Fire extinguished one after another, and Zarvan’s Time Stream began to collapse.
Meanwhile, rivers dried up, land rose, matter decomposed, and the whole world seemed to evolve towards disorderly chaos…
This is the Authority of the Mother of Origin, Tiamat, capable of completely destroying all creations born in the old era until it swallows the entire world.
Another Origin has arrived?
At the same time, a giant light-shaped gate in the sky opened, and light figures with diverse wings flew out, singing aloud:
“The Lord is the Almighty, who was, and is, and is to come!”
“Assault the nations, our God reigns!”
Some of them were strange beings with two wings covering their feet, and two wings flying, bodies burning intensely; some had six wings bearing all over, full of various eyes inside and out; some with four wings fanning up and down, combined human, ox, eagle, and lion faces as the main body…
These bizarre creatures arranged in staggered intervals, aligned in battle formation, along with the advancing army of Magic Beasts, ferociously charging towards the Canaan Divine Race and the three Origin Gods.
Damn, another ambush!
The three Origin Gods instinctively felt a jolt of fear.
They immediately stirred their Authorities, ended the stalemate, and turned around to flee from this dreadful Babylonian Divine Era.
The Canaan Divine Race responsible for assisting saw this situation and hurriedly followed the three Origin Gods in retreat.
The great battle was thus brought to a halt.