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

Roy spent five hours creating an automated device for producing "magic energy orbs," which continuously generates magic energy orbs. These magical items do not directly possess LV.8 level magic power; instead, they slowly absorb and store the surrounding magic energy.

This process will take a considerable amount of time.

Roy, however, did not intend to wait for them to absorb slowly. Instead, he had Freya "charm" the surrounding magic energy and forcefully infuse it into his body, thus greatly shortening the time required to absorb the magic energy.

"You actually made me do something like this? I can't believe you came up with that idea." Freya's slender hand toyed with a translucent purple bead, and under the influence of her power, the magic energy in the air rushed into it like crazy.

In the blink of an eye, the magic energy orb was fully charged!

Even if it's not used to cast spells, simply throwing it out and causing a magical explosion is equivalent to a devastating high-explosive bomb. "Besides you, I can't think of anyone else."

Roy reassured Freya, this useful tool; the power of the gods was still too much, their charm even affecting the air. "I'll help you get these beads, what's the reward?" Freya licked her moist lips, her delicate corners slightly upturned, making her look alluring and seductive.

Roy gave a vague answer: "We'll see when the time comes!"

"Then it's a date!"

Not receiving a direct answer from Roy, Freya was overjoyed. She knew she had to take things one step at a time, and breaking down Roy's defenses would have to be done gradually. With a wave of her hand, Freya caused dozens of magic energy orbs to absorb magic essence at an astonishing speed, their light growing brighter and more efficient than an assembly line. Seeing this, Roy felt reassured.

Immediately afterwards, Roy worked tirelessly to forge the armor that everyone needed, as the best way to improve strength in a short period of time was to acquire powerful weapons.

Time is tight and the task is heavy!

Roy didn't design individual armor for everyone; instead, he created armor that had been used before.

Even so, Albert and his companions were overjoyed to receive the new legendary armor. In this era, obtaining equipment of this caliber required the help of skilled craftsmen.

The problem is that such divine essence is extremely rare and hard to come by.

Although Albert and others are called heroes, apart from the top-notch equipment formed from fairy spirits, they are not as good as Finn, Otto, and others in later generations.

Roy helped them make up for their last weakness in one fell swoop, and their combat strength obviously rose to a higher level.

Roy's gaze swept over the group who had come to collect their equipment, but he didn't see the familiar figure—the lively and cheerful Amazon girl: "Where's Ivelda?"

Albert and the others looked at each other in bewilderment.

Only Celia, who was closer to Ivelda, had a complicated expression: "Go and take a look."

As she spoke, Celia led Roy to the camp where Ivelda lived. Along the way, they encountered Amazon girls who looked lost and distressed. In the very center of the camp, Roy found Ivelda. She was hiding in the most secluded corner, hugging her knees, her delicate body trembling. "Roy," Ivelda saw Roy, and a glimmer of light appeared in her lifeless eyes.

Roy asked, "What's wrong?"

Ivelda didn't answer Roy, but asked in a dejected tone, "Is the battle about to begin?"

Roy: "Soon, maybe in the next second."

"I'm sorry, I may not be able to fight." Ivelda forced a smile on her pale face.

Roy noticed a deep fear and vulnerability hidden in Ivelda's eyes. He immediately understood why she had become like this. Compared to the others, Ivelda had already encountered the Fallen Gods in the dungeon and fought with them.

Ivelda was almost instantly killed by Cronus!

Completely powerless to fight back, and even shattered her will to fight, it's easy to imagine how deep the psychological trauma Cronus left on Ivelda. This is not Ivelda's fault. Roy accomplished countless miraculous feats and raised his own strength to this level, yet he was still no match for the gods!

The difference between humans and gods is immeasurable!

"Then why didn't you move with the main force?" Roy's gaze was fixed on Ivelda.

"I have no idea."

Ivelda shook her head in anguish, the battle scenes on the forty-fourth floor flashing through her mind. Faced with the despairing gap between herself and the fallen immortals, she longed to abandon everything and escape as far away as possible.

As for why she hadn't escaped yet, Ivelda, whose mind was in turmoil, couldn't explain it either.

"Here are magical items to prevent yourself from losing your magic power, as well as armor I've crafted for you." Roy took out a magic energy orb, light armor, and shoulder pads.

Ivelda looked at the equipment, her eyes filled with complex emotions: "Do you want me to continue fighting?"

"no!"

Roy shook his head: "Everyone has the right to live. It's not wrong for you to want to avoid the fight. In the dungeon, we were comrades-in-arms, so this is a gift for you."

Upon hearing this, Ivelda's tense body relaxed.

"Leave this place, and we'll take care of the rest!" Roy said before turning and leaving.

Celia glanced at her best friend, then quickened her pace to catch up with Roy, asking, "Are those fallen gods and immortals really that powerful?"

This was the first time she had ever seen Ivelda so dejected, a fierce Amazon!

Roy didn't turn around, but simply said, "The evil dragon you encountered on the eighty-ninth floor has a zero chance of surviving against a true god!" Celia pursed her lips. From the words of the many fairies, she could roughly understand the power of the gods. Why would such beings exist in the lower realm?! They were facing multiple fallen gods!

Time passed quietly as Roy, Loki, Freya, Albert, and Celia gazed into the distance in the direction of the underground city. The world seemed to fall silent at that moment.

A desolate breeze, seemingly rising from nowhere, slowly swept across the scorched and cracked earth, stirring up fine dust and bringing a bone-chilling cold that created a suffocating atmosphere.

It was a feeling of impending storm, imbued with an endless sense of desolation and grimness.

Rumble! Rumble!!

Eleven magnificent and ancient pillars of light, each a different color, erupted from the depths of the underground city, soaring into the sky and piercing the azure firmament. These pillars, each with an astonishing diameter, resembled colossal pillars supporting the heavens and earth, their colors and auras varying.

Some beams were crimson like molten lava, surging with raging flames; some were silvery white like eternal ice peaks, radiating a chill that freezes the soul; some were emerald green like ancient forests, bursting forth with an endless torrent of life... Eleven beams of light, eleven completely different powers, appeared simultaneously, illuminating the entire sky as if the creation of the world had been recreated, yet filled with a suffocating sense of oppression.

Within the pillar of light, an unimaginably massive outline was faintly visible, rapidly solidifying.

The beam of light slowly receded in the next moment!

Eleven towering figures appeared on the earth, each a hundred meters tall, exuding a wild and ancient aura. Their mere presence caused the surrounding space to distort dramatically.

A terrifying pressure materialized into a massive tsunami, centered on the eleven Titans, spreading indiscriminately in all directions and engulfing the world! The sun, moon, and stars in the sky seemed to lose their luster, becoming dull and lifeless. Strange phenomena appeared in the heavens: thunder roared and tore through the clouds; celestial bodies were densely packed, yet concealed a chilling aura; space itself cracked, revealing the deep starry sky and chaos beneath… The entire world was plunged into a state of instability because of the Titans.

Even the monsters in the dungeon, who acted without reason and only on instinct and the desire to kill, prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling in fear, their ferocious eyes filled with primal terror in the face of the vast divine power.

"Those are the fallen immortals of the dungeon?!"

Roy, Albert, and the evacuees, facing this terrifying pressure, paled and felt an indescribable psychological burden. It was as if countless heavy mountains were pressing down on their hearts, making even breathing incredibly difficult. A profound sense of powerlessness and despair arose within them, a feeling of being as insignificant as dust, their fate completely out of their control.

"Let's do it!"

Roy's resolute voice broke the silence.

Just as eleven fallen immortals and gods appeared, their oppressive aura causing the heavens and earth to lose their color and all living beings to tremble.

An anomaly suddenly occurred at the summit of the heavens.

An unimaginably vast magic circle unfolded at a speed visible to the naked eye, or perhaps it had always existed, only hidden until now. The circle's range was incredibly expansive, covering thousands of kilometers in radius, its edges almost touching the horizon. In each of the six directions, a great celestial being appeared… They chanted celestial songs, their voices echoing across the sky, resonating with immense magical power, radiating a brilliant light that would make even the gods take notice.

Rhea, Kronos, and the other eleven fallen gods all looked up at the magic array covering the sky, and they could feel that they were the targets being locked on!

It's too late to stop it now!

hum!

Almost at the same moment the fallen immortals appeared, a huge magic circle constructed by the immortals emerged. The center of the magic circle burst forth with a radiance billions of times more intense than the sun. A pure white pillar of light, with an immeasurable diameter, fell like a judgment spear thrown by a god, crashing down upon the eleven fallen immortals standing majestically below.

The beam of light seemed to fall slowly, but in reality, it exceeded the perception of time and arrived in an instant.

"Boom boom boom boom boom!!!"

The beam of light struck all the fallen gods and immortals. Phoebe, who could glimpse fate, "betrayed" them. Cronus's power over time was more about observing the "present" and the "past," making it difficult to accurately predict the future. Little did they know that they would suffer such a blow the moment they arrived on the surface. The burst of light in that instant engulfed everything, as if a reenactment of the Big Bang had occurred.

An indescribable, terrifying energy poured down upon every fallen deity, the deafening impact transforming into a pure energy shockwave that spread outwards. The entire world trembled violently!

Not only the underground city, but the continental plates groaned, the oceans unleashed a cataclysmic tsunami, and the thick clouds in the sky were blown away, revealing trembling stars! When the pure white light dissipated and the deafening roar subsided, the scene at the center of the battlefield was revealed.

What comes into view is the earth.

Centered on the spot where the fallen immortals and gods had originally stood, a terrifying crater appeared, hundreds of kilometers in diameter, bottomless and like an abyss. Countless monsters that had previously roamed this area were instantly annihilated in the aftershocks of the divine punishment, regardless of their level. The eleven fallen immortals and gods, however, were different.

Their figures still stood in the giant pit, unharmed by the terrifying light.

Despite this, the fallen gods and immortals were not at ease. They knelt on the ground, supporting their bodies with weapons or their arms. Their massive, mountain-like bodies were covered with countless, crisscrossing, hideous wounds!

Wisps of white smoke rose from their bodies.

The eleven fallen gods and immortals suffered varying degrees of damage under the bombardment of the "pillar of heavenly light".

The scene before them plunged all witnesses into a profound shock and deathly silence.

"The Six-Ringed Immortal Spirit?!"

"What an impolite greeting!"

"Kronos, I'm suddenly starting to look forward to that human you mentioned, hahaha!"

Despite being attacked suddenly and left covered in wounds, the fallen gods Oceanus, Coeus, and Crios showed no anger on their faces, but rather surprise, as well as anticipation and excitement for what was to come.

They recognized at a glance that the enormous magic circle in the sky was an attack method possessed by the immortals—the "Six Rings of Immortals," a powerful magic that summons pillars of light from the heavens and is known as the strongest destructive force in the mortal realm.

indeed so!

Back then, Dionysus used six celestial clones to construct the Celestial Six Rings, which were enough to destroy Orario. This time, it's six great celestials! The scale, destructive range, and power of the summoned pillars of light are on a completely different level, enough to harm even a god.

The goddesses Theia, Rhea, Themis, Mnemosyne, and Tethys frowned. The price of the Six Rings of the Fairies was the sacrifice of six fairies' lives, which was too cruel and displeased them.

As you can see, the great immortals who set up the magic circle gradually became illusory, then turned into specks of starlight and dissipated, their bodies collapsed, and their souls returned to the heavens.

But there was not a trace of resentment on their faces.

They did all of this voluntarily.

Roy entrusted this task to Loki. Time was of the essence, and he didn't care whether Loki used persuasion, deception, or coercion. The point was that when the Fallen God appeared, the Six Rings of the Celestials had to be smashed down.

Roy didn't know how Loki had done it, but Loki had brilliantly completed the task, getting the six great immortals to willingly sacrifice themselves to construct the magic circle. From the result, Roy was satisfied.

Roy's decision not to let Freya directly charm everyone was already a sign of his magnanimity. On the other hand, compared to completely obedient puppets, Roy had more faith in the will of humans and fairies, as well as their powerful beliefs.

"Then it's our turn to take over." Roy glanced at the many heroes around him.

As Roy walked forward, Albert, Sharon, Dzhazanev, Sertia, and Situ followed closely behind, heading together towards the desperate battlefield. This was a war between humans and gods!

This could also be the final battle of the heroic era!