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

Chapter 599 Reinforcements Across Time and Space

"The fallen gods and immortals will attack in twelve hours!"

Roy, with Ivelda in tow, used spatial teleportation to return to the surface, and then to the town established by the ancient heroes, bringing the news to everyone.

When they learned of the existence of the Fallen Gods, Sharon, Jazanev, Sertia, and Situ's expressions changed drastically, especially after they learned from the Great Fairy of the Contract that they were true gods!

Everyone felt like they were about to collapse on the spot.

Before this, no matter how powerful the monsters they faced, they all felt they could overcome the difficulties. But gods are different; they exist on a completely different level in terms of life, worlds apart from humans!

"Why did those bastards have to come out?! My wonderful life with young Aistan is over!" Loki's eyes widened, and he grabbed Roy's collar with both hands, letting out a devastating cry.

Freya's expression was also not very good.

Roy, Loki, and Freya arrived in this era without worrying about the threat of the Fallen Gods because they knew that the Fallen Gods had their own set of behavioral logic. As the deepest bosses, they guarded each floor and did not easily make a move unless necessary.

At this point, the opponent might break the rules!

Despite feeling a deep sense of despair about the upcoming battle, everyone quickly went into battle preparation mode.

The group's reaction to the Fallen God was quite peculiar. Upon learning that the Fallen God was a deep-level boss, Albert and the others believed that their reaching the eighty-ninth level had forced out such a terrifying being.

Loki and Freya knew the truth about the Underworld, and that the Underworld and the Fallen Gods harbored a deep hatred for the gods, believing that their arrival in this era had aroused the anger of Cronus and his ilk.

Roy, who seized the power of the earth from the underground city, knew that the fallen gods did not have a good impression of him.

Without explicitly stating it, all three parties believed that the fallen gods were targeting them, and under immense pressure, they tacitly reached a consensus and agreed to cooperate.

The town has entered a state of emergency preparedness.

After leaving behind the necessary supplies, non-combatants quickly evacuated. To be precise, apart from the many immortals and the heroes who obtained the power of the immortals, everyone else had to run as far away as possible to save their lives.

"You brat, what can I do?" Loki looked at everyone busy and suddenly felt useless. Freya at least had the power of charm, while he was just a mascot in the lower realm.

Loki couldn't resist asking Roy for a job.

As fate would have it, Roy also had his eye on Loki, and there was a mission he couldn't leave without him: "You will be the overall commander of this operation, mobilizing the power of the fairies—"

Roy whispered in Loki's ear.

Loki was startled, looking at the cold-faced Roy in disbelief: "Which move do you intend to use?"

"It's up to you. Do a good job of persuading them!" Roy patted Loki on the shoulder.

Loki's expression was complicated. She was a little regretful. This was a tough job, a real sin! But she had no choice but to agree, because there were very few ways to harm gods in the mortal realm, and that move was one of them, but the price was too high.

"I understand, after all, the situation has gotten this bad." Loki scratched his head in frustration.

Only when Loki saw the adorable, angelic Ais could her restless heart find a moment of peace. What displeased her was that Ais was much closer to that bastard Roy than to her.

"Another tough battle ahead?"

Little Ais reached out her slender white hand and grabbed Roy's clothes. A hint of worry appeared on her face, and her delicate eyebrows furrowed, making her look pitiful.

There's a reason why Ais is closer to Roy. Roy had previously consumed a large amount of immortal essence and flesh, which elevated his immortal essence bloodline to a higher level, making him almost indistinguishable from a great immortal essence. Due to their bloodline connection, she instinctively felt a high degree of affection for Roy.

Ais had a completely different attitude towards Loki.

Little Ais has half fairy blood. Although the fairy wind she inherited from her mother Arya has not yet awakened, she can still instinctively sense a person's good and evil through the scent in the air.

In Ais's eyes, Loki, whose mind is more cunning than pores, is simply an evil demon king.

"It's okay, you'll be fine!"

Roy's large hand landed on Ais's head, stroking her smooth, silky golden hair.

If fate is predetermined, no matter how fierce the battle, little Ais will be safe, because her true stage is a thousand years later.

Roy suddenly remembered a saying: what's even more powerful than the protagonist's halo is the historical halo.

Little Ais undoubtedly has a "historical halo".

Hearing Roy's comforting words, the anxious little Ais calmed down a bit. Looking at Roy with her innocent eyes, she continued, "Where are Mommy and Daddy?"

This time, Roy did not answer the other party.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" Little Ais felt nervous, her anxiety even stronger than before.

Roy remained silent, and amidst Ais's persistent questioning, he turned and left.

Loki didn't dare meet Ais's tear-filled eyes. She put away her usual playful smile and revealed a serious expression. For her favorite and most adorable Aistan, she had to be serious.

Roy entrusted the matter of the fairy spirit to Loki and returned to his forge alone.

He also has his own tasks.

That is to develop a magical artifact that can forcibly mobilize magic energy with mental power. When fallen gods and immortals are present, the magic energy in the air completely ignores them. Roy has had enough of this and must find a way to deal with it.

Roy is considered quite good; his own stats, development potential, skills, and equipment are all strong enough. Even though magic is disabled, he still possesses formidable combat abilities.

For everyone else, this is a disaster!

Without the ability to use magic, mages and healers are rendered useless, and warriors' combat power is reduced by more than half.

The most tragic are the ancient heroes who signed contracts with the fairies. Unlike the grace system, the heroes' physical abilities are essentially enhanced by magic. After being banned from magic, they will lose both melee combat ability and magic, becoming completely mortal.

Ivelda was like that; when facing Cronus, she suddenly lost all her power.

Roy was beginning to understand why the gods forbade the use of divine power when they descended to the mortal realm. If the gods had no restrictions, there would be no need for humans to descend to the mortal realm!

To deal with fallen immortals and gods, the first problem to solve is the inability of spiritual power to mobilize demonic energy.

Roy already had a clear plan.

Possessing "mysterious" development abilities, he once discussed with Asphie the possibility of developing a special magical artifact that could forcibly mobilize the surrounding magical energy.

That's the idea, but putting it into practice is very difficult and requires a lot of time to research.

Unfortunately, what they lack most is time.

There were about ten hours left before the Fallen Gods attacked, a timeframe given to him by the goddess Phoebe. But could Phoebe, fighting eleven against one, hold out that long? Roy didn't know, and he couldn't believe it. They definitely didn't have that much time left.

Since that's the case, we'll have to ask for outside help.

"Chaos, stop playing dead and get out here!" Roy's eyes scanned the surroundings. There was no one there. If others saw this, they would probably think that Roy had gone crazy due to too much mental stress.

But Roy knew that Chaos couldn't possibly ignore something so interesting.

If the other party can help him travel through time and space, there's no reason why he couldn't do it himself; he must be hiding and watching the show.

Several minutes later, there was no movement in the workshop.

Roy sneered, "Chaos, do you really want to watch me lead two useless goddesses and a bunch of heroes who lose all their power in the presence of gods to challenge eleven fallen celestials?"

"They're not as bad as you make them out to be!"

A helpless sound rang out, as if it were the sigh of the world itself, piercing through time and space. Then, space underwent an incredible distortion.

At the center of the spatial ripples, in the endless, deep darkness, a faint light suddenly appeared, followed by a second and a third point—penetrating outwards.

They seemed to have received a distant summons.

They converged rapidly from all directions, from the past and the future, from all unimaginable dimensions.

The outline formed by the faint light gradually became clear.

Finally, Chaos's exquisitely sculpted figure was fully revealed, surrounded by dazzling starlight.

Chaos, his semi-illusory body sitting cross-legged in mid-air, said, "Sending you to this era is already the limit. Even if I appear, I can't help you."

Roy said, "Stop talking nonsense. There should be technical and informational assistance, right? What's wrong with Kronos? He almost killed me the moment I mentioned your name."

"That's hard to say."

Chaos gave an awkward smile.

Roy's face darkened. When a god shows such an expression, it's most likely because he's done something shameful.

"I'm innocent!"

Chaos shrugged and said, "Cronus likes to read the world's memories. Because of work, sometimes I need to stuff some false information into the world's database, so—you know what I mean."

Roy laughed in exasperation. He figured Cronus had been tricked by the false information Chaos had given him, and the other guy was such a simpleton who had given up on thinking. No wonder he suspected Cronus knew Chaos and attacked him without thinking.

Roy belatedly realized that when he first encountered Cronus in the dungeon, he easily drove Cronus away by pretending not to recognize him.

This serves as a negative example.

Roy skipped that topic and went straight to the point: "You should know what I need right now!"

"Know!"

Chaos nodded: "Without such magical artifacts, you will undoubtedly be defeated when facing a true god!"

Roy stretched out his large hand: "Then hand it over!"

Chaos looked at Roy, who wasn't embarrassed at all about getting something for free, and remarked, "He's really shameless. There's a reason you're capable of great things."

Even so, Chaos still obediently handed over what Roy needed; physical goods were definitely not acceptable, but technical assistance would be fine.

Chaos extended his crystal-clear index finger, and a ray of light, drawn from the World Memory Bank, entered Roy's mind.

A complex design appeared before Roy.

Name: Magic Energy Orb Design Blueprint Level: Legendary Description: Based on the blueprint, the legendary magic item "Magic Energy Orb" can be created. It is an extremely rare item that can be used to store a large amount of magic power, which can be taken out and used at any time without being affected by external factors!

Note: Each magic orb can store a maximum of one unit of standard LV.8 magic power!

Roy scanned the information on the design drawings quickly, his eyes growing brighter and brighter. This was exactly what he wanted. There were magical items that could grant immunity to divine influence, but they were too complicated and difficult to manufacture.

Magic Energy Orbs are disposable items, but the advantage is that once a production line is set up, they can be produced continuously for casting magic.

Without hesitation, Roy quickly picked up a hammer and materials and began to build an automated production line for magical energy orbs. The warehouse had all the materials he needed.

The crisp sound of striking metal echoed through the workshop.

Roy was multitasking; the gold coins Chaos had dropped weren't enough: "This world-class feat is to deal with Cronus and his people, is it really necessary to keep it hidden?"

Chaos smiled without saying a word.

Roy was a little confused by Chaos: "The combat power is still insufficient. Do you have any other suggestions?"

When the three fallen immortals came to the surface, Roy was forced to sell everything he owned to barely repel them. The eleven fallen immortals are too outrageous; even with the combined power of the lower realm, it would be impossible for them to contend with them!

Chaos said meaningfully, "Cronus and his group aren't a monolithic entity either. The power to divide and disintegrate them is already in your hands!"

Upon hearing this, Roy looked thoughtful.

While Roy and the others were busy, the battle inside the dungeon had already ended.

Phoebe used every means except her beauty—seduction, manipulation, and framing—but ultimately failed to hold out until the appointed time.

The set time is twelve hours.

When the other fallen gods and immortals arrived at this floor, Cronus recounted the whole story without a single lie, leaving Phoebe speechless.

She could only try to buy as much time as possible.

But when faced with the combined attack of a fallen god, Phoebe was decisively defeated. She was imprisoned on the ninety-first floor by a coalition of gods including Rhea, Oceanus, Coeus, and Cronus.

The divine power of seven or eight fallen gods formed heavy iron chains, which chained Fu Bai to the earth, immobilizing him with immense power.

Upon seeing this, Themis and the other goddesses frowned.

After doing all this, the fallen gods and immortals did not rush to the surface, but instead interrogated and discussed the matter.

Because this matter is too bizarre!

Rhea sensed the presence of gods on the surface of the earth, humans who had traveled through time and space, capable of harming Cronus, and seemingly acquainted with Chaos—they feared they had fallen into a carefully laid trap.

"There's no mistake, this is Chaos's conspiracy. I'm going to the surface to kill that human and the god who descended to the mortal realm without permission. Who agrees? Who disagrees?" Cronus's eyes were indifferent, revealing a chilling killing intent.

There were very few dissenting voices.

Even if some gods felt it was inappropriate, they could not find a suitable reason to oppose Cronus.

As Phoebe listened to Cronus and the others' conversation, he sighed inwardly, realizing that no one could stop the tide of fate.