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The tomb of the gods.

"this……"

"This is……"

"Is this a super mythical beast?"

"This is practically like... divine might."

Raven took a deep breath.

Make use of this brief buffer.

He forcefully suppressed the greed in his eyes.

Then.

Raven slowly turned his head, a perfectly timed look of shock on his face.

If you're going to act, you have to go all the way.

Beirut was very satisfied with Raven's reaction.

This is what a normal person should be like.

If Raven could remain unfazed upon seeing these four behemoths.

Then he would really start to suspect that this kid had been possessed by some old monster.

"A super mythical beast?"

Beirut scoffed.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze fixed on the enormous azure dragon corpse, his expression complex.

"They are indeed super mythical beasts."

"But it is also the most noble existence in this world."

"Raven."

"Since you've been to Hell, you must have heard of the Four Divine Beasts family, right?"

Raven nodded.

"I've heard of them; the most prestigious family in Hell, renowned for their power and influence."

"Ha, such a formidable reputation..."

Beirut shook his head, a hint of mockery in his voice.

That was in the past.

"The Four Divine Beasts Clan is nothing more than a pack of stray dogs now."

He pointed to the four corpses on the ground.

"Because their ancestors are lying here."

boom!

Although I already knew the plot.

But Raven still cooperated by showing an expression of utter horror.

You mean...

"Are these four the ancestors of the Four Divine Beasts clan?"

"Then wouldn't that be... the Supreme God?"

The moment those two words were uttered, the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

Lord God.

Standing atop countless planes, controlling the laws of heaven and earth, and regarding all living beings as mere ants.

They can actually die?

And four of them died at once?

Beirut walked slowly before the enormous corpse, his hands behind his back, his thoughts seemingly drifting back ten thousand years.

"That happened ten thousand years ago."

"Back then, I was just a slightly stronger high god."

"This Magnolia Continent wasn't always like it is now."

Beirut's voice deepened, carrying a sense of vicissitude from witnessing history.

"Right here in the void turbulence outside this plane."

"A major battle."

"That was truly cataclysmic."

"The combined might of the four divine beasts is truly awe-inspiring. Their combined innate abilities are so powerful that even a ruler would change color."

"pity……"

Beirut stopped in his tracks, a fierce glint in his eyes.

"They encountered the Lord of Light, Augusta."

Raven felt a chill run down his spine.

Augusta.

This name is like a mountain, weighing heavily on the hearts of all those who know about it.

One of the strongest rulers, ruthless and unparalleled in dominance.

"In that battle, the four divine beasts perished."

"Their bodies floated in the spatial turbulence."

Speaking of it.

Beirut suddenly turned his head, looked at Raven, and a strange smile appeared on his lips.

"Do you know?"

"At that time, everyone thought it was over."

"But I was hiding right next to it."

"Watching the arrogant Lord of Light slay the four divine beasts, watching those divine cores and corpses drift away."

"I only had one thought in my mind at that moment."

Fortune favors the bold!

Beirut suddenly waved his hand, as if reliving the madness of yesteryear.

"I rushed out."

"Right under Augusta's nose, I used my innate supernatural abilities to snatch food from the tiger's mouth!"

"They took their bodies, and they also took those four... Divine Ranks!"

madman.

Even though Raven already knew about this plot.

Hearing Beirut say it himself still sent chills down Raven's spine.

A high-ranking god dares to steal from the ruler.

This is not just daring, it's practically playing with fire and risking your life.

But it is precisely this madness that has made Beirut what it is today.

"so……"

Raven's throat tightened, his eyes fixed on Beirut.

"Are you now the supreme deity?"

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Beirut did not answer.

In that instant, his aura changed.

He's no longer that sleazy old man.

A vast and unfathomable will descended.

Raven felt like a small boat in a storm, about to capsize at any moment.

But this will came quickly and went quickly.

Beirut returned to normal, a hint of smugness on his face.

"That's right."

"I refined the Wind-type Godhead."

"In this Magnolia Plane, I am the supreme being!"

Raven fell silent.

He was processing the information.

Or.

He was waiting for Beirut's next move.

Beirut told him this earth-shattering secret not to show off.

really.

Beirut flipped his hand over.

A crystal appeared out of thin air in the palm of his hand.

What a crystal it was!

Its entire body is a deep blue, as if it embodies the profoundness of the entire ocean.

Around that crystal, space seemed to be distorted, and countless water elements cheered and jumped for joy, as if paying homage to a king.

Water element... main godhead!

Raven's heart skipped a beat.

"Raven."

Beirut's voice became unusually serious, devoid of any hint of jest.

He held the main godhood aloft and looked directly into Raven's eyes.

"You are the perfect embodiment of the water element."

"Although I don't know how you cultivated."

"It's a miracle that we've achieved this in such a short time."

"As a Great Perfection being, you have already reached the pinnacle of godhood."

"As long as you don't provoke the main god."

"You will live well in any dimension, be respected by others, and even the supreme god will treat you with deference."

Beirut paused, then pushed the divine spark in his hand forward.

"And this thing can make you rise to the top in one step."

"To transform you from a chess piece into a chess player."

lure.

Naked temptation.

No god-level powerhouse could resist the temptation to become a supreme god.

Raven stared intently at the divine spark.

He didn't reach out immediately.

There is no free lunch in the world.

Beirut, that old fox, would never give away such a treasure for no reason.

"And the price?"

Raven looked up, his eyes clear.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Beirut burst into laughter, the sound echoing through the empty cemetery.

"good!"

"As expected of the person I chose, he can still remain calm in a situation like this."

The laughter stopped abruptly.

Beirut's face turned cold, his eyes sharp as knives.

"The price is that you will become a thorn in Augusta's side, a thorn in his side."

"I am the chief god who can only hide in the Magnolia Plane."

"Because once I leave here, Augusta will kill me and reclaim her divine status."

"same."

"If you refine this divine spark..."

"the same as you."

"What you will face is the endless pursuit of the Lord of Light, and the loneliness of being confined to a corner."

"You might even die."

Beirut stared intently at Raven, not missing a single subtle change in his expression.

"Now, tell me."

"Do you dare take it?"

The air was deathly still.

Only the water-elemental divine core still radiates a soft yet deadly light.

Raven looked at the divine spark, then at the enormous azure dragon corpse beside him.

Afraid?

Of course afraid.

Augusta was a ruthless individual in the top tier below the Supreme God.

but.

Raven's lips curled up slightly, revealing a wild smile.

In this world, only power is the eternal truth.

The Great Perfection?

That's a retirement home for people without ambition.

Since we're here...

Since we have the opportunity to sit at that table.

Why be a spectator?

Raven reached out his hand.

The movements were slow, yet as steady as a rock.

Bathed in that azure light, his hands appeared exceptionally powerful.

"Lord Beirut."

"I'll take this."

"As for Augusta..."

"Who is the hunter, and who is the prey?"

"Not necessarily."