In this chaotic world, it all started when they found an elf girl.

Rumble!

I don't know when it started, but the sky over Orario was no longer a clear blue; thick, leaden-gray clouds rolled in from the horizon. The streets were deserted, littered only with abandoned debris and the remnants of battle.

The broken shop windows, like empty eyes, numbly gazed at the desolation, rustling in the wind, adding to the decay and bleakness. The autumn wind howled through the deserted streets, stirring up dust, scraps of paper, and withered leaves, emitting a mournful wail. An indescribable tension permeated the air, like a bowstring constantly taut.

Most people wouldn't be afraid to die peacefully in their sleep, without any awareness. But the situation here is quite the opposite. Everyone knows the fallen gods are about to attack, but no one knows when they will arrive!

The fear of the unknown, and the resulting unease, made people feel suffocated.

He brought out the simulated challenge room to train the adventurers; he formed a partnership with Oceanus; he planned to artificially lure the God Assassin; Roy did everything he could to the extreme, and all that was left was to wait quietly.

Do your best and leave the rest to fate!

Even if Roy fails, no one will blame him. Going against the heavens and fighting against God, just for showing courage, he deserves to be called a "hero".

Rhea didn't give them much time. Ten days after Roy and Riveria left the dungeon, a deep, muffled rumble echoed from the depths of the earth. Roy was the first to sense something amiss: "It's coming!"

His voice, transmitted through the Eye Crystal Disc, resounded throughout the city among the many gods and adventurers who possessed the Eye Crystal. In that instant, a strong sense of suffocation enveloped everyone, and they suppressed their increasingly labored breathing.

Rumble!

The vast area beneath the Tower of Babel rumbled, followed by a violent tremor more terrifying than the strongest earthquake, as if two continents were colliding.

Centered on the Tower of Babel in the city center, the hard granite ground rises upwards.

boom!

With a deafening roar, the earth shattered.

A terrifying torrent of dark, viscous divine power burst forth from the deepest part of the earth, shattering dozens of floors of the underground city. Huge boulders were hurled into the sky, and waterfalls of mud and lava poured outwards, instantly engulfing nearby buildings and streets. A column of smoke, mixed with dark red light and ominous black mist, shot into the sky, turning the gloomy sky a churning dark red.

Amidst the apocalyptic scene of countless rubble and dust raining down, the giant slowly rises.

It's Rhea.

She regained her original form as a Titan, standing over a hundred meters tall, even larger and more solid than before in the deep cave, exuding an aura of dominance, as if she had condensed the weight and majesty of the entire earth into her own body, her long hair flowing and dancing wildly behind her.

That face remained perfectly upright, yet devoid of any human emotion, displaying only absolute indifference as if looking down upon ants, and the coldness of divinity. The divine power emanating from it distorted the very space around it.

"That's Rhea, the goddess!"

"A new fallen god in the dungeon!"

"Gods, please forgive us, the weak!"

When Rhea appeared, the remaining people of Orario—whether civilians hiding in the ruins or the northern district, or adventurers who had gathered—were all terrified and made various noises.

Instead, he was met with Rhea's murderous intent!

Rumble! Rumble!

Under Rhea's divine power, the sky changed color, and dark clouds formed a huge vortex with a dark red, blood-like light shining from the center. Thick black lightning bolts snaked and flickered in the clouds, emitting a rumbling roar, as if the heavens themselves felt anger and fear.

The boundless killing intent transformed into invisible yet sharp knives, piercing into everyone's hearts.

"How terrifying!"

A profound fear gripped everyone's throats, chilling them to the bone and making their teeth chatter. The sheer difference in their levels of existence instilled awe in them. Even top adventurers like Ota, Leon, and Finn felt their scalps tingle as they faced the overwhelming pressure of the fallen gods once more. The gods, needless to say, were terrified; Rhea had come specifically for them, and they were pale and jumping around in fear.

Not only them, but the divine power unleashed by the gods without restraint affected the entire world. Gods from all over the world looked at Orario and trembled all over.

Orario has two "safe zones": the area near the Star Garden protected by the World Tree, and the prayer room of the great god Uranus, where the gods have taken refuge. "Is that Rhea? How did she become like this?"

Hestia, who was in the underground prayer room, was surprised to learn that they were good friends in heaven as well.

"Yes, how did it turn out like this?"

"Who on earth did this?"

Aside from Hestia, the reclusive goddess who hadn't left her house in a million years and was unaware of the truth, the other gods wore awkward smiles, their eyes darting left and right. Astraea, Artemis, and other upright gods cast disdainful glances at them.

This sin, however, must be borne by the children of the mortal realm.

Amidst countless horrified, fearful, and desperate gazes, Roy turned his back to the crowd and strode towards Rhea, who seemed to be the embodiment of disaster. The adventurers instinctively held their breath.

The gods and the people cast tense glances, staring blankly at the solitary figure moving forward.

Roy's steps were slow but resolute as he traversed the long street. Finally, he stopped several hundred meters from Rhea, looking up directly at her. Rhea's indifferent gaze, which had been fixed on the earth, shifted slightly, lowering as it met the gaze of the man looking up at her from afar, a silent collision. Time seemed to stretch out infinitely in that moment.

On one side is a colossal god, towering and immeasurable in divine power, representing absolute might and the authority of the earth. His body is surrounded by terrifying fluctuations that distort space, his long hair flows freely, and he is indifferent and cold, a veritable embodiment of the rules.

On one side stands alone on the earth, its figure as small as dust, yet its spine is straight and its head is raised to the sky. Its black hair dances wildly in the turbulent currents of divine power, its eyes are like knives, and its whole body exudes an unyielding will.

The wind howled, the leaden clouds churned, and thunder lurked deep within the clouds, yet none of this could suppress the oppressive, heart-stopping atmosphere of solemnity and impending doom that filled the heavens and earth. Roy asked, "Isn't there any room for negotiation?"

Rhea's reply was even colder than before, ruthlessly stating, "I will not stop until I have annihilated the gods of the earth and reclaimed her power!" The crowd couldn't understand what "reclaiming her power" meant, but Rhea's killing intent was undisguised, staining the deep sky crimson. They knew the final negotiations had broken down!

Roy, the gods, the adventurers, and the people could all sense that this Earth Mother had made up her mind, even more resolute than Oceanus had been! "Let's do it!"

Roy looked up at the sky, his eyes no longer filled with confusion. Should he go to war with the fallen gods? Everyone hesitated on this question, and he was no exception.

There's no other reason than the immense pressure!

The fallen gods and immortals who can wield divine power in the lower realms are so powerful that they seem to belong to another dimension. Once defeated, not only will their entire army be wiped out, but the whole world will also enter an endless dark age and fall into absolute chaos.

Since Rhea is so resolute, there's nothing more to say; they've been cornered.

At Roy's command, the numerous adventurers, divided into different teams, began to move. He slowly approached Rhea, engaging her in a struggle, which also served to buy time for the others to chant spells.

The Magic Hammer - Ninefold!

As Chun Ji finished chanting, the abundant magical energy transformed into fine golden threads, falling upon the nine individuals: Liu, Tione, Tiona, Algana, Baje, Riveria, Ota, Leon, and Grace. Although they could not reach LV.10, they could reach the limits of human potential!

Roy and Alphia don't need it; they are beings who have already reached their limits.

"Glenize Fromo!"

Alan the cat-man roared, shaking the heavens and earth. A surge of blue-purple lightning erupted, and he charged forward like a chariot of light on the battlefield. The chariot of light instantly traversed most of Orario, crushing countless houses as it crashed through the land.

With a wave of her hand, Rhea unleashed a terrifying divine power that transformed into an invisible hand, sending Allen flying.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Allen streaked across the sky like a shooting star, moving even faster than when he used magic, crashing through countless houses and Orario's thick walls until he reached the horizon, his fate unknown.

Upon seeing this, everyone was shocked.

After training in the Mimicry Challenge Room, Allen did not advance to LV.9, but he still reached the top level of LV.8. Using magic, speed is converted into destructive power. Even Ota and others who have reached the limit of their abilities dare not take this move head-on, but he was easily defeated by Rhea.

The power of the gods was evident, and the crowd became more pessimistic about the upcoming battle.

The arrow is on the bowstring, and it must be released!

If they don't step up in the face of destruction, their own gods might be killed by Rhea.

Hildes Veni!

Round Table Radiance - Twelve Ultimate Swords!

Ota and Leon joined forces, unleashing magic and using the technique "Afterglow" to unleash a devastating slash that merged into one, hurtling towards Rhea.

"Wind of Light!" Ryu's clear voice rang out, and countless emerald green orbs of light were propelled forward.

"Higher Victory Sword!" Riveria raised her staff "Great Elf" high, and a pillar of flame burst from the ground like a sharp sword, transforming into a giant dragon that pounced forward.

"Drink!"

A roar erupted in unison, and more adventurers, summoning their courage, charged from all directions like moths to a flame, towards Rhea, the colossal god in the sky who seemed to be the embodiment of a calamity.

Arrows, magic, sword energy, axe light... countless attacks converged into a dazzling yet fragile rain of light.

Faced with the overwhelming onslaught of Orario adventurers, Rhea's eyes remained calm and undisturbed. The trace of compassion she had shown during her battle with Roy had vanished without a trace. She no longer hesitated, knowing that using divine power against mortal children would cause her to feel physiological resistance.

Rhea found her closest friend in the deepest part of the dungeon, and the friend's pain, confusion, and sorrow were poured into her heart without reservation. This farce must end as soon as possible!

Tormented by the ordeal, Rhea made up her mind to end it all and become the villain.

"Try to stop me if you dare!" Rhea murmured, her cold gaze sweeping over all the adventurers, including Roy, as well as the gods hiding in the North District and the prayer room. Her conviction and determination were unshakeable.

hum!

Rhea gently pressed her small hand down, and terrifying divine power transformed into a vast, star-studded shockwave that instantly spread from her hand. Ota and Leon's slashes, Liu's magical orb, Riveria's fiery dragon... numerous magical attacks crashed into the wall and instantly vanished, as if swallowed by a strange abyss.

Then, the adventurers who were at the forefront were violently thrown over by the raging shockwave.

"Ughhhhhhh!!"

Screams, cries of alarm, the sound of weapons flying out of hands, the sound of armor shattering... all blended together in an instant.

There was no difference. Whether they were experts who had reached the limit or mid-level combatants at LV.8 or LV.7, they had no power to resist the overwhelming divine power. Their bodies rolled uncontrollably in the air, blood spurting from their mouths and noses, and they were thrown heavily to the ground below from hundreds of meters in the air like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

The earth churned, and terrifying tremors reverberated throughout the city, toppling all buildings. Only the northern district, protected by the World Tree, remained unscathed. The shock it caused was immeasurable.

Rhea pressed down with her small hand, and with just one strike, more than half of the gathered resistance was damaged, and more than three-quarters of Orario were reduced to ruins.

The smoke and dust thickened, and countless new craters and groans appeared on the ruins. A dark cloud of despair, heavier than the swirling vortex in the sky, hung over the hearts of every survivor.

Rhea stood on the earth, indifferently looking down at the ruins she had created with her own hands, a place that resembled purgatory.

"That's too brutal!"

The gods hiding in the northern district of Orario and the prayer rooms of Uranus, witnessing the scene on the battlefield, wept in terror, trembling in a corner. Having no experience wielding their divine power in the lower realms, they had no idea of ​​the extent of destruction they could cause, only vague impressions such as clearing the earth's surface, summoning meteors, or unleashing a great flood to submerge the world, but they were unclear on the specifics.

Until Oceanus and Rhea showed up.

In a single thought, Orario was destroyed!

Seeing the places where we live and are familiar with destroyed makes the shock even more profound.

It's a complete gap in quality!

How vast is the gap between mortals and gods? To give an example, unless there is an equal being, a single adventurer who reaches the limit can sweep through Orario. But if tens of thousands of Orario adventurers reach the limit, even gods can easily crush them.

"You're sending the kids to deal with that kind of guy? Are you kidding me?!" Hestia was both anxious and angry, and was about to burst out the door and rush to the surface. "Hestia, don't be impulsive!"

Hephaestus quickly grabbed Hestia. Their return to the surface would only intensify Rhea's murderous intent; it wouldn't help them at all. "Hestia, don't panic. Trust the children; they will create miracles!" Astraea's expression was also grim, but she remained steadfast.

Hestia pouted, staring intently at the crystal, her eyes filled with unspeakable worry.