The main body is SSS-level, and the mirror image is also SSS-level.

"The gods have fallen."

Bo Jin's voice was not loud.

But in the fifth layer covered in blood rain, those words seemed to reach everyone's ears.

On the edge of a cliff.

Bo Qing sat next to Bo Jin, swinging her legs and looking up at the sky.

She didn't reply.

Because it started just now.

Behind that blood-red sky, something was always moving.

It's not a cloud.

It wasn't thunder either.

Rather, it is a deeper barrier to the world that is bulging up layer by layer.

Click.

A very soft cracking sound.

Bo Jin raised his head.

A crack slowly spread out from the direction where the fourth and fifth floors meet.

There was no light in that crack.

He has only one vertical pupil.

huge.

Icy.

His pupils seemed to hold the vast, boundless ocean.

Bo Qing gripped the hilt of his sword, his body already positioned in front of Bo Jin.

"elder brother."

"Um."

"It's watching you."

Bo Jin did not answer.

Because of the next moment.

The second eye opened.

It was a crimson vertical pupil.

Golden flames burned around his pupils, flowing outwards along the cracks in the world. As soon as they touched the blood rain, they evaporated the crimson sky into white mist.

Then came the third one.

The fourth one.

The fifth one.

……

Seven pairs of eyes.

Seven pairs of eyes, obscuring the sky and the sun, opened from behind the world barrier, from the first to the fourth layer.

The entire world of the seven emotions.

Suddenly it was quiet.

The ninth floor.

Zhou Ye just threw the broken flag in his hand into the blood.

He raised his head.

The sky is no longer visible.

A huge, vertical pupil of azure color hangs at the end of the sky, reflecting the shattered city below and all those who look up.

Zhou Ye's Adam's apple bobbed.

"What is this now?"

Qin Fentian stood on the ruins. The two great suns had just begun to shine a little brighter when they were extinguished by the pressure from the aura coming from above.

He opened his mouth.

He couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.

"All the gods have been killed."

"An even bigger one has arrived?"

Li Qingluo gripped the spear tightly.

Her palms were covered in blood.

This time, however, she didn't look at the blood rain falling from the sky; instead, she looked into those eyes.

There was no anger in those eyes.

There was no intent to kill.

I only glanced at it.

Those who are watched by it feel as if their very souls are about to freeze.

The ram rode on the back of the black sheep.

The black sheep knelt in the blood on all four legs and couldn't stand up no matter what it did.

He was silent for a long time.

He then spoke in a low voice.

"Not a god."

Zhou Ye looked at him.

"What is that?"

The ram raised its head.

His face gradually turned pale.

"dragon."

……

The eighth floor.

Fragments of the idol were still scattered in the blood-soaked ground.

Those who had just lost their faith were already on the verge of madness.

Someone was crying while holding the rubble.

Someone was running around in the street with a knife.

Some people knelt on the spot, repeatedly chanting the names of gods who had long since died.

But the moment those eyes opened...

All sounds stopped.

The person holding the knife froze in mid-air.

A person who has cried until they lose their voice has their mouth open, but cannot utter a sound.

A child covered in mud huddled in his mother's arms and whispered, "Mother."

"Is that in the sky... a god?"

His mother was holding him.

She wanted to say no.

But my throat felt like it was blocked by something.

Until a long time had passed.

She finally managed to say in a trembling voice, "God..."

"Even gods would kneel before it."

……

The fifth floor.

The blood rain stopped.

It didn't stop naturally.

Instead, the blood that hadn't yet fallen was all suspended in mid-air.

a drop.

Two drops.

Countless drops of blood floated between heaven and earth.

It was as if an invisible giant hand had grasped the entire torrential rain.

A giant glass dragon lay behind the cliff.

It originally spread its wings to shield Bo Jin and Bo Qing from the rain.

But now.

It lowered its head.

The enormous dragon body trembled slightly, and its glass-like scales tightened one by one.

Bo Jin noticed it.

He glanced back.

Are you afraid?

The glass dragon did not answer.

It merely let out a low dragon roar.

The dragon's roar was very short.

It's like a response.

It's as if it's bowing down to some ancient being.

The voice of the mirror image finally rang in Bo Jin's ears.

They've woken up.

Bo Jin looked up.

"Seven emotional beings?"

【No.】

The mirror image remained silent for a moment.

To be precise, it's the seven major dragon clans.

They were the original masters of the world of the seven emotions.

Bo Jin frowned slightly.

"What about the gods?"

The gods are merely latecomers.

After the final slumber, the dragons were responsible for guarding the upper levels.

The deities of the fifth level are responsible for managing the world below on behalf of the dragons.

[Guard the gate.]

【work to earn a living.】

Bo Jin remained silent for two seconds.

He glanced down at the ruins of the Temple of the Gods.

In the eyes of the true master, they were nothing more than a group of gatekeepers.

Bo Qing looked up at the sky.

"So they've come to avenge those gods?"

The mirror image did not answer immediately.

The sky cracked first.

boom!!!

The fourth layer of the world barrier was torn open by a dragon claw that covered the sky.

Amber-colored scales peek out from the crack.

Each scale was larger than a city, reflecting the blood-red sky and the shattered fifth layer of earth.

next moment.

A dragon's shadow descended.

It did not reveal its full extent immediately.

Even just its projection was enough to cause the ground on the fifth level to continuously collapse.

Followed by.

One after another, dragon shadows descended from above.

A colossal dragon of azure blue coiled amidst the sea of ​​clouds.

It is a sorrowful dragon from the vast ocean.

The crimson dragon spread its wings, and its tail flames cascaded down.

It is the Dragon of Painful Crimson Prison

The golden-white dragon was bathed in warm light.

It is the Dragon of Joyful Dawn.

The silver dragon's scales were covered with patterns resembling oaths.

It is a dragon of vows of love.

A colossal crimson-gold dragon hovered in the sky, its breath distorting the space around it.

It is the wrathful dragon of the heavens.

The last black dragon made no sound.

It simply opened its eyes.

The light on the entire fifth floor dimmed for a moment.

It is a dragon from the abyss of fear.

Seven dragon projections.

Seven supreme auras, far exceeding the eleventh rank and even reaching the terrifying fourteenth rank.

They arrived at the same time.

That oppressive aura wasn't specifically targeted at anyone.

But the fifth layer of mountains began to collapse.

The river has dried up.

The space was like glass that couldn't bear the weight, cracking one piece after another.

Bo Jin stood on the cliff.

His black clothes fluttered in the wind.

He did not back down.

The cold-heartedness did not recede.

She simply drew her two swords of judgment and stood in front of Bo Jin.

The seven dragon shadows lowered their heads.

The first to speak.

It was that giant, glass-colored dragon.

When its sound came down, it was like countless mirrors shattering at the same time.

"Humans".

"Who gave you permission to slaughter all the fifth-level gods?"

Bo Jin raised his head.

"Were you sent by the gods?"

The vertical pupils of the Nightmare Glass Dragon contracted slightly.

"The gods are under the rule of the dragon clan."

"You killed them."

"That is a provocation against the dragons."

Bo Jin nodded.

Laughed.

"oh."

"and then?"

"I'm provoking you."

"and then?"