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The plane of the God of Light.

Manluk's body was slowly falling downwards.

Having lost the support of his divine status, this once high and mighty mid-level god now appears so withered and insignificant, like a piece of rotten wood.

That's a mid-level main god.

In the eyes of beings across countless dimensions of the Panlong Universe.

This is the heavens, this is the rule, this is the inviolable will.

But now, the sky has fallen.

The other five lower-level gods stood frozen in place, even forgetting to breathe.

Their eyes were glued to the corpse, their throats felt like they had a ball of burning coals stuck in them, and they couldn't make a sound.

too fast.

From Raven's attack to Manluk's demise, the entire process was as fast as an absurd nightmare.

Raven ignored the horrified stares.

He hovered in the void, the crystal in his palm, emitting a milky white halo, trembling slightly.

That was the only legacy left by Manluk—the mid-level godhood of the Light faction.

next moment.

A figure of utmost purity emerged from Raven's body.

Dressed in a white robe, with golden hair cascading down his shoulders, he exuded an aura of utter detachment from worldly affairs, as if he were formed from the purest elements of light.

This is Raven's avatar of the God of Light.

Without any hesitation.

The avatar of light raised its hand, took the warm divine core, and gently traced a line with its fingertip.

A drop of blood, shimmering with a pale golden hue, seeped out and dripped onto the surface of the crystal.

hum-

The entire plane of the God of Light trembled violently.

A vast, ancient, and majestic aura instantly swept outwards from Raven in all directions.

The arrival of the rules of heaven and earth.

The elements of light, stretching for billions of miles, cheered and rejoiced, as if welcoming their new sovereign.

The divine core flowed into Raven's body through his luminous clone's fingers, rushing straight to his mind.

boom!

The ocean of souls surged with towering waves.

In the deepest part of that consciousness, the previously somewhat illusory humanoid soul instantly solidified and began to expand rapidly.

A sense of control over heaven and earth arises spontaneously.

The power of will.

That is a supreme power that transcends divine power and laws.

Raven closed his eyes, carefully sensing the transformation of the power within his body.

Originally, he possessed three main god avatars: water, fire, and earth.

According to the ironclad rule of the Panlong world, each additional avatar of a main god will result in an additional reward of willpower.

The presence of three main god avatars signifies the possession of two additional powers of will.

And now.

As his Light Avatar refined the Godhead, he gained a fourth Godhead avatar.

The additional power of will was divided into three parts.

The math problem was simple, but the consequences were devastating.

In Raven's mind, countless data points flashed by like a stream of light, clearly constructing the current combat power model.

Water-type Lower-level God Avatar: 5 basic willpower, 1 great perfection, 3 extra rewards, for a total of 9.

Fire-type Lower-level God Avatar: 5 basic will, 1 bestowed by Great Perfection, 3 additional rewards, for a total of 9.

Underground God Avatar: 5 Basic Willpower, 3 Additional Bonus, for a total of 8.

And this newly born avatar of light...

Because what is being refined is a mid-level main godhead, the basic will consists of 7 parts.

In addition, there are 3 extra bonuses from the shared income.

A full 10 units of willpower!

What does 10 units of willpower mean?

In the worldview of ordinary gods, lower-ranking gods usually have only 5 parts of power, while middle-ranking gods have 7 parts.

Only those who stand at the top of the pyramid, the sovereigns of the laws, the high-ranking gods, possess nine portions of the power of will.

Raven, who is currently only a newly promoted mid-level God avatar, already possesses a will power that surpasses that of an ordinary Law Ruler.

This is a qualitative leap.

This is like a bug.

powerful.

Unprecedentedly powerful.

"call……"

Raven gently exhaled a breath of stale air.

He turned his head.

His gaze pierced through layers of space, landing directly on the man in the distance, dressed in a golden robe with a gloomy face.

Lord of Light, Augusta.

At this moment, Augusta was nowhere to be seen with her usual haughty and arrogant demeanor.

His face was twitching.

As the ruler of the plane of light, he had the clearest perception of everything that had just happened.

That piercing pain, like a thorn in his back, was frantically warning him.

Danger.

Extremely dangerous.

Augusta's hands, hidden in his sleeves, were clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

Damn!

Damn it!

He roared inwardly, wishing he could drag Manluk's corpse over and kill him again.

If it weren't for this idiot who took it upon himself to assassinate Raven, how could he have given Raven a main godhood?

To know.

Before Raven refined the divine spark.

Augusta sensed a threat from Raven.

And now?

When the fourth avatar of the main god returned to its place.

The aura emanating from Raven actually made Augusta feel a chill run down her spine.

They are of the same kind...

Do not!

That's the kind of oppressive feeling that only a dominant predator can create.

As an ancient monster who has lived for countless years, Augusta's scheming ability is beyond doubt.

He reached a conclusion in an instant.

Raven's strength has now increased more than tenfold.

If we take action...

What is the odds?

Augusta's pupils contracted slightly, and a barely perceptible hint of apprehension flashed deep within his golden eyes.

He wasn't sure.

Not at all.

Even though he held a trump card that no one else knew about, he still felt uncertain.

silence.

A deathly silence enveloped the airspace.

Those five lower-level gods wished they were blind or deaf at that moment.

This level of confrontation, even just the aftershocks it emitted, made their souls tremble.

at last.

It was Augusta who broke the silence.

"Raven Bartley".

His voice remained powerful, carrying the unique majesty of a sovereign.

But if you listen carefully, you can hear a barely suppressed tremor hidden beneath that imposing demeanor.

"On my territory, those who kill me steal my divine status."

Augusta stared intently at Raven.

The light elements around him began to surge, coalescing into a phantom of a giant of light, ten thousand feet tall.

"Don't you think you owe me an explanation?"

He kept saying he would explain.

But Augusta did not make a move.

He was testing the waters.

He was waiting for Raven's reaction.

Raven laughed.

His smile was so bright, yet it seemed particularly ironic, especially considering his sudden surge of confidence.

"Explain?"

Raven casually flicked his fingers, as if he had just crushed not a god, but an annoying fly.

"Augusta, are you sure you're not mistaken?"

Raven took a step forward.

boom!

This step has been taken.

The entire space of the God of Light emitted a mournful cry of unbearable burden.

The phantom of the giant of light behind Augusta was actually shaken by the force of this step.

"He hit me first."

"If you're not skilled enough, you deserve to die."

"As for divinity..."

"This is nothing but my spoils of war."

Raven's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

mad!

That's outrageous!

The five lower-level gods were completely dumbfounded.

Is this the temperament of a newly promoted chief god?

How dare they confront the so-called most domineering and protective Lord of Light so directly?

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