Five hundred years of stacked Q, this one Q, unique and unparalleled throughout eternity!

They hadn't expected that their previous rampage through a million-strong army of ogres hadn't completely crushed these elite soldiers, but instead, killing an avatar of a true god led to the collapse of the entire battlefield.

"Run? You can't run! All of you, come back here!"

Aatrox was enraged. These elite ogres were nothing special, but because of his special ability, killing them restored his life.

He was able to easily suppress Atreus thanks to the healing provided by these elite ogres.

Now that these elites have chosen to flee, it undoubtedly cuts off his chance to regain his life through killing, which is not good news for him as he is about to fight Atreus.

Are you all cowards who dare not face failure?

Atreus was also enraged. He could not forget how those extraordinary beings who had risked their lives to resist the ogre army in the desolate city were slaughtered.

He wanted to avenge those extraordinary beings, and he wanted to kill all the ogres, which is why he took the initiative to fight Aatrox amidst the enemy army.

His abilities are more suited to one-on-one combat, and it would be too difficult for him to wipe out an army of millions of ogres. He can only rely on Aatrox's powerful area-of-effect damage, even if it puts him at a disadvantage in the duel.

Now that these ogres want to escape, Atreus naturally won't allow it.

The winged demon wielding a magic sword and the dragon-slaying warrior with a spear and shield charged towards the fleeing ogre army, unleashing another terrifying massacre within their ranks.

The ogre army was dwindling at a visible rate, and the battlefield was littered with severed limbs and blood that soaked every corner of the plain.

Amidst the endless wailing and agony, a massive golden bolt of lightning suddenly streaked across the sky, followed by an enormous golden hand that blotted out the sun and fell from the heavens.

Then, a roar that resounded through the heavens and earth shook the earth.

"Foolish ants, you deserve to die!"

Aatrox and Atreus suddenly looked up at the enormous golden hand in the sky, the aura emanating from it identical to that of the true god avatar they had previously slain.

An unimaginable sense of oppression emanated from that giant golden hand, its palm lines, so finely detailed, seemed to contain mountains.

In the very center of that palm, everyone could clearly see a magnificent battlefield reflected in the water.

War behemoths carrying magic-powered cannons bombarded the magnificent city gates, dragons riding the clouds clashed with behemoths, and white tigers charged into the battle, slaughtering indiscriminately.

In the center of the battlefield, five golden-armored avatars of true gods joined forces. Behind them, a magnificent earthly divine kingdom absorbed the souls of the dead, transforming them into heroic spirits, who then rejoined the battlefield under the guidance of that divine kingdom.

Meanwhile, in the direction of the city gate, the archbishops of the three major religions arrived at the battlefield. Before them, three subordinate gods from the three major religions sat guarding the city gate, looking down upon the masses below.

On this magnificent battlefield, every clash between armies is accompanied by massive resource consumption and the loss of countless lives.

Saints, demigods, even incarnations of true gods and subordinate gods can all perish.

This is a dimensional war pushed to its extreme. The five planes connected to the Dark Realm are all truly large-scale planes, and when united, they are enough to rival the current strength of the Great Yin Empire's royal family.

It should be noted that the Star World is a top-tier world second only to the Abyss, the World of Gods, and the Xuanhuang Great World. Even though the Dayin Royal Family, one of the three great empires, is restrained by nobles, it is still far superior to other small worlds.

In such a dimensional battlefield, if a powerful individual were to advance further, it would be enough to reach the level of a world war.

At that time, it will be a clash between pantheons and a plunder of the world's origin, a hundred times more brutal than the wars we have now.

The fighting and slaughter on the battlefield transformed into wisps of invisible war will that rose into the sky and eventually merged into this enormous golden hand.

Luo Tian, ​​who had been observing all this, suddenly narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but say in a deep voice:

"Is that a dimensional battlefield in this dark region?"

Why did the dimensional battlefield appear in his hands?

Everything is under control... Did he orchestrate the entire interdimensional war that affected the five major planes and the Great Yin Empire?

Realizing this, Luo Tian's expression changed.

If this interdimensional war were merely caused by explosives detonated by the death of the Undead, it wouldn't be a problem. However, once it involves the planning of a mastermind behind the scenes, the whole matter takes on a different meaning.

With his eyes slightly narrowed, Luo Tian's expression remained completely unchanged as he spoke calmly:

"The God of War? This is suddenly starting to get interesting."

On that vast plain, Aatrox and Atreus, who were watching the giant golden hand, felt the powerful pressure growing heavier and heavier, as if a huge mountain was being carried on their backs.

Aatrox was alright; having endured the Soul-Sucking Strike, he could still withstand this level of pressure.

However, Atreus seemed somewhat overwhelmed by the burden.

Under such terrifying pressure, Atreus and Aatrox did not choose to escape.

Firstly, because fleeing is not their fighting style.

The second reason is that they discovered that, with the fleeing ogre army as the boundary, the entire space of the battlefield was constantly shrinking, gradually being brought under the control of that giant hand.

Everything in the land affected by the war seemed to be under the control of that golden hand.

Trapped on the battlefield, they lost their chance to escape from the very beginning.

With their piercing gazes fixed on the seemingly collapsing dimensional battlefield, Aatrox and Atreus both felt a deadly threat and immediately abandoned all intentions to hold back.

"Sword Qi that bestows death!"

"Piercing Star Spear!"

The Darkin and Protoss unleashed their full power, bombarding the enormous golden hand with all their attacks.

However... it was all in vain; the powerful attack didn't even cause the slightest ripple on that giant golden hand.

The next moment, with Atreus's furious roar of "God bless!", the enormous hand pressed down mercilessly, and everything seemed to have settled.

......

Meanwhile, far away in the imperial palace, Yin Qianyu was looking through a document compiled by a palace maid.

On the sofa in the study, Vigus was curled up and fast asleep, while the shadowy figure that had been following Vigus stood obsequiously beside Yin Qianyu's chair, fanning her.

Yin Qianyu's beautiful eyes were serious as she carefully read the file that had made her fall into deep thought.

In the year 3762 of the Great Yin Dynasty, the remains of an unknown true god descended upon the Star World. Due to the destruction of his physical body and the loss of his divine authority, he was taken to the Second Research Institute for research.

In the year 3766 of the Great Yin Dynasty, a divine experiment caused his intelligence to be revived from his dead body, and his initial strength was at the Saint realm.

In the year 3769 of the Great Yin Dynasty, he successfully broke through to the demigod realm.

In the year 3774 of the Great Yin Dynasty, he successfully ignited the divine fire and was recruited by the Undying Duke family to become the guardian of the five different dimensions in the Dark Region.

In the year 3798 of the Great Yin Dynasty, he fought against a deity with weak divine power in an interdimensional war, and his whereabouts afterward are unknown.

......

Yin Qianyu read through every word and sentence, finally focusing her attention on the name field.

Name: Ares!

Chapter 151 Kill them all!

As the enormous golden hand slammed down, the entire battlefield fell into complete silence.

Whether it was Atreus and Aatrox, or those powerful alien saints and demigods, they all fell silent under that golden giant hand.

On the vast plain, the earth collapsed, and huge cracks spread out in all directions from the center of the palm, turning into crisscrossing valleys.

The smoke of war finally died down, and in that silence, the pair of enormous eyes in the sky became even more fixed.

The scene froze, with all the survivors in the desolate city staring in shock at what they were seeing.

What they were witnessing completely exceeded their wildest imaginations; the scene, which had only appeared in the history and mythology of the Star World, left them utterly shocked.

"They're all dead! They're all dead!"

On the city wall, a nobleman muttered incredulously to himself.

Then, as if suddenly awakened, he burst into wild laughter on his shocked face.

"Good riddance! Good riddance to those lowly people who died alongside the cannibal army!"

This must be divine punishment sent down by the gods, condemning those unruly commoners and cannibals to death.

As the ogre army retreated, the battlefield was long gone from the desolate city.

These survivors could only watch as the ogre army retreated and was eventually wiped out by the golden giant hand, without knowing any of the details.

They naturally wouldn't believe that the real purpose of that palm strike that wiped out the remaining ogre army was to kill Aatrox and Atreus.

The nobleman's unbridled remarks caused a stir among the survivors, and many people looked at him with hostility.

Noticing the gazes of the crowd, the nobleman snorted coldly:

"What? Do you have a problem with what I said?"

"This deity must have been sent by the empire to protect us nobles. How could a great deity possibly take action personally if it were just a bunch of lowly commoners like you?"

"The reason the gods killed those lowly people along with the cannibals must be because those lowly people disrupted the noble order. Recognize your place!"

The nobleman's words were immediately echoed by the other nobles, who felt that this was the only reasonable explanation available at the moment.

Furthermore, the fact that the rebels had killed a nobleman earlier had restored their confidence, making them even more arrogant than before.

"It is a blessing from God that you were able to survive with us!"

"Recognize your place, you lowly people."

"All the disasters were caused by Atreus, who dared to kill a nobleman. He defied the nobleman's orders and killed the commander of the Dragon Knights, leading to the fall of the border city. All the responsibility lies with him!"

“Our noble status is the key to saving everyone; that Atreus is nothing but a menace.”

"If you kneel down and apologize to us in time, I might even mention the matter of post-disaster reconstruction to the council of nobles."

"After all, judging from your impoverished state, you probably don't have much money to rebuild."

Unrestrained laughter echoed from the city walls.

"Bullshit! The entire desolate city was destroyed by that so-called knight commander. If it weren't for the recklessness of you nobles, how could we have attracted an army of ogres?"

An angry rebuttal rang out.

One of the survivors, a middle-aged man, was enraged and charged directly at the laughing nobles.

However, before he could get close, a man dressed as a guard slammed him to the ground.

His head slammed heavily onto the ground, leaving a bloody mess.

The man dressed as a nobleman's guard wore a fawning smile and cautiously asked the nobleman:

"Master, should we kill him?"

This noble guard possessed the strength of the second level of the extraordinary realm, but he chose not to resist the cannibal army during the previous rebellion of the extraordinary individuals because he was afraid of death.

Now that the war has ended and the nobles have regained the upper hand, he hastily showed his loyalty to the nobles.