At this moment, shatter the dimensional barrier

Given the unique circumstances of humanity at present, this knowledge was directly bestowed upon humanity, who had created great achievements, by Los Saint.

Those who led human settlements to survive in the cracks have generally accomplished great things, reaching the fifth rank directly. In such a situation where humanity was on the verge of extinction, it would have been impossible for the leaders and participants to have persisted until now without strong beliefs.

The leaders of each settlement can basically reach the fifth rank directly, and the participants can at least reach the fourth rank. Even if more than half of the ordinary people in the settlement can directly obtain the "Holy Mark", the rest can directly awaken their "Ability".

Humans with awakened abilities can directly contend with 'ordinary beastmen'. The strength of second- and third-tier superhumans has surpassed that of 'vampires', 'demons', and 'blood-damaged beastmen'. Fourth-tier superhumans are elite individuals corresponding to 'forest elves' and 'goblins'.

As for the source of elemental power, it is the transformation of Los Santos' own 'omnipotent divine power'. Elves have weak consciousness, which is incompatible with human bodies and can also affect self-awareness, creating noise interference.

"Let's go to the continent of Lucia to assist our human leader!"

All the human settlements on the three continents set off in accordance with the 'guidance' in their minds.

Humans who have obtained the Holy Mark are no longer afraid of 'spirits'; to them, they are no different from ordinary dust.

Moreover, they were no longer timid and hesitant. The power of the voice of the 'God of Mankind' within them told them that there was no need to worry about being discovered. They were the race I protected, and if anyone dared to harm them, my divine punishment would descend from the heavens.

The dozen or so emerald green spaceships that were traveling across the continent of Lucia, which looked like they were made of trees and vines, suddenly stopped.

This spaceship is the fleet of the Forest Elves. Each spaceship is a war machine built by the Forest Elves using a 'multi-spell calculation device' that incorporates the wisdom of the entire race, and is capable of using dozens of spells.

These warships are called 'Skyship Estarenlir' or 'Grass Dome Ship'.

Forest spirits are almost the embodiment of magic; they can use 'spells' to alter physical and natural phenomena based on the arrangement of 'spirits' at birth.

However, over 90% of the forest elves can only use one spell at a time, meaning they can only maintain one spell at a time.

Using more than two spells will burn out the 'elven circuits' in the body, and the forest elves also determine their 'social status' based on how many spells they can use.

Those who possess the fifth level or higher are already considered mid-to-high-level members of the Forest Elf race, and are also the captains of a 'Skyship', leading a legion composed of three thousand elite Forest Elfs.

At this moment, the destructive power of this 'spell array' composed of fifteen 'skyships' was enough to destroy an entire continent.

They received information from an unknown race that 'the goblins have created a weapon capable of destroying the forest elves,' and dispatched the forest elves' most powerful fleet to this place to fight the goblins.

"Hua, Hua Guanqing, should we continue forward?" A captain, a fifth-level mage, asked with eyes full of terror, while a girl with the same terrified expression asked the same question.

This girl is the commander-in-chief of this 'all-out operation', and the only eighth-level spellcaster in the history of the Forest Elf race. She was personally summoned by the 'God Kainas' and awarded the long-vacant title of 'Flower Crown Lord', the chief spellcaster and spellcaster.

Xinke Nielbaren snapped out of her daze at the 'domineering voice of the divine race,' cold sweat involuntarily trickling down her delicate face as she glared at the questioning captain: 'Are you an idiot? How could you ask such a question!'

"The fleet's route is about to pass through the area designated by the gods! Do you want the entire fleet to be wiped out?!"

"Retreat! Retreat!"

"Yes, yes, yes!!! We'll change the warship's course immediately," the captain shouted, drenched in sweat.

Xinke Nielbaren's expression changed repeatedly, as if she were flipping through her face. She couldn't help but raise her hand and bite her thumb: "The creator of the human race... those beasts that have no adaptation to elves actually have a creator!"

"We were already determined to have a final battle with those moles, and then another 'god-like species' appeared!"

Although she didn't know whether the gods who created such a weak race as humans were strong or weak, she didn't want to gamble on the foolish idea that the gods were weak.

Although there are records in the history museum of gods being killed by dragon spirits and winged creatures, forest spirits have only ever been crushed by gods in history.

Even though she had developed a technique that could theoretically threaten the divine species by using the core of the 'fantasy species' as a detonator, she didn't want to gamble on the odds.

"The divine species is truly domineering and unreasonable, directly stuffing information into the minds of all the forest elves, as if they don't care about the grass under their feet at all." Xinke Nielbaren took a deep breath.

These 'information' forced into our minds are essentially a declaration from the divine race to all sentient beings.

'Are humans the second most ancient race on this planet to acquire intelligence?'

Therefore, the creator of humankind must have existed for a very, very long time.

Perhaps something went wrong a long time ago, such as the essence losing its activity and going into a deep sleep during the war of gods, only to awaken now.

"The entire world's war situation changed completely when the new divine species joined the war. Let's go back to the capital first." Xin Ke glanced at the decisive battle location of this route with reluctance.

The location of this decisive battle was given to her a day ago by that enigmatic guy who said the goblins would unleash a weapon called 'Marrow Blast' there, capable of destroying the forest elves and annihilating them completely.

The gathering place for humans designated by the human race's deity was not far from there.

If those moles were to unleash that weapon, it would inevitably affect the territory of the divine creatures, and they would certainly be offended.

Those gophers aren't stupid; they've probably started to leave by now.

"Damn it." Xin Ke gritted her teeth and couldn't help but stomp her foot. The information in her mind made her envious while cursing inwardly.

'Look at their Creator; those gophers may be disgusting and filthy, but their Creator really supports them.'

'The creator of humankind has even made it clear that he intends to protect all humankind and will not allow any race to harm them during their migrations, or else face divine punishment.'

This is blatant favoritism.

"But what about you, Kainas, the creator god of our forest elves? You hide yourself away, not only offering no support but also demanding endless wars from us, forcing us to relinquish the throne of the 'One God.'"

'If you want the throne of the one true god, then sit on it! If you can't sit on it by your own power, then become a toilet, my revered god Kainas.'

As a first-generation forest elf who was not directly created but was born from her parents, Xin Ke had no respect for the Creator and felt that the entire race was just a tool for vying for the 'throne of the One God' in the Creator's eyes.

If the war ends one day, she will definitely launch a rebellious revolution to weaken the entire forest elf race's 'unconditional faith' in the Creator.

"Everyone retreat!!!"

"Retreat to Herrouin, the city on the northern defense line!!!"

Amidst the terror of the entire forest elf race, the fifteen 'Skyship Estarel' changed course and sped away at an extremely high speed.

……

In the southern part of the Lucia continent, seven enormous, iron-black goblin warships, each over four hundred meters long, also halted their advance.

These iron-black warships are war machines built by the goblin race using the combined power of their entire race. They are comparable to the forest elves' "Skyships" and are named "Eternal Wheel Yaro".

These steampunk-style creations are not products of technology, but rather were crafted by goblins using abilities granted by the 'God of Forging', based solely on their 'imagination' and 'feeling'.

However, goblins cannot use 'spells' directly; they must use 'spiritual armor', which is a combination of 'engraving spells' and a catalyst, to safely use 'forging spells'.

The goblins have snow-white 'True Spirit Silver' body hair and 'Sensing Copper' eyes. True Spirit Silver can amplify 'elves', and Sensing Copper can synchronize the soul. Once they use elves within their bodies, they will lose control and self-destruct.

Therefore, they must use 'Induction Copper' in conjunction with meticulously crafted 'Spirit Armor' to use 'Spell Formulas'. The Spirit Armor is similar to a mechanical exoskeleton, and each pattern on the exoskeleton is an 'Imprint' that provides the flow of spirits, called 'Imprint Spell Formulas'.

Even without the war sparked by the 'Sole Throne of the One God', the goblin and forest elf races are mortal enemies.

The "soul stone" on the forehead of the forest elf, which connects with the "elves," is the top-tier material for crafting "spirit armor" for the goblin race.

The 'True Spirit Silver' and 'Sensing Copper' found on goblins are also top-tier materials for constructing 'Multiple Spell Calculation Devices'.

Both sides hunt and kill ordinary individuals to steal the 'materials' from each other, and the hatred escalates continuously in the war between the two sides, evolving into a war that no longer cares about the 'Sole God Throne', but only wants to put the other side to death.

"Commander-in-Chief! Our route lies within the territory drawn by that human god who suddenly appeared!" shouted the goblin captain.

"That beastly human race actually had a creator!"

"Those monkeys also have a creator...?" Ronnie Delaunier, the leader of the goblin race, couldn't believe it. Then his expression turned serious. Apart from the dragon spirit race and the fantasy race, all intelligent species were created by gods. It didn't seem surprising that those monkeys were created by a divine race.

"But are humans provoking us? They've even included a portion of the territory controlled by us goblins in their drawings!"

"Commander-in-Chief, part of our large mining area is inaccessible to humans. We must fight our way back and wipe out all those monkeys!" a goblin shouted.

"Yes, humans are so weak, their gods must be weak too. Let's use our marrow to blow them up!" another goblin shouted anxiously.

The goblins are in particularly high spirits right now, having created a weapon that the 'Great Lord' has acknowledged as capable of threatening the 'god race'.

The "Marrow Explosion," forged from the "Divine Marrow" retrieved from the "Elven Corridor" by the "Grand Master," is capable of destroying most of the continent with a single strike.

Now that they've received word that the 'Forest Elves' are going to use weapons as powerful as 'Marrow Burst' to wipe out their 'Goblins,' they're not going to sit idly by and wait to die.

“Such a major matter as waging war against a ‘divine race’ requires my consultation with the ‘Lord’ first,” Ronnie Delaunier said solemnly.

He knew very well that his compatriots were all impulsive. As long as they could get a chance to fight, they would rush in first and think about the consequences later. If they lost, they would gather more people and rush in again.

It was precisely because he was less impulsive and thought things through more that he was appointed as the "Commander-in-Chief" by the "Master".

Just then, a rugged yet heroic divine voice appeared in the mind of the 'Goblin'.

【Come back, my children, and give up the area drawn by my returning compatriots.】

"My lord, why is this?" Ronnie Delaunier asked, though he himself had also considered using 'Marrow Burst' to challenge the 'Divine Species'.

He also longed for the feathers of the God of War, and for the record of those 'Skywing' species killing gods. He felt that if the goblin species possessed the 'Marrow Burst', they too could become a 'God-Slaying Race'.

[My returning comrade is very powerful, not someone that 'Marrow Explosion' can threaten. More than my achievements in challenging divine beings, I want you all to live, hahaha.]

Chapter 245: The God of Forging Worries, the God of War Laughs, and Genesis Begins

“Very powerful? More powerful than ‘The Lord’?” Ronnie Delaunier asked.

In his eyes, his creator was the most powerful 'god,' and the significance of the birth of the goblin race was to forge the entire planet.

In short, come back, and give my compatriot some face.

"Yes, sir, we're coming right back." Ronnie Delaunier was still very unwilling. The great battle that he had prepared with all his strength had been terminated because of the return of the human god.

The core city of the goblin race is located in the region of Lucia's largest mountain range, in a huge cavern ten thousand meters underground.

All the buildings are made of steel, and all sorts of huge pipes are spread throughout the entire city like blood vessels. The overall style is steampunk, but there is no burning coal smoke and steam. Instead, there are dense red furnaces and pipes that transmit 'elven energy'.

The goblins maintained the operation of the entire megacity with great organization and discipline. Protected by the 'God of Forging', they still had tens of millions of people even during the war that lasted for tens of thousands of years.

This base city is called 'Divine Furnace City', and it is home to more than half of the goblin population.

The city is named as such because its center is a giant furnace with a diameter of over 500 meters, which acts like a miniature sun, providing the 'divine fire' for forging all the goblin cities.

The divine fire in this 'furnace' is the essence of Okan, the 'God of Forging,' and also the core of the God of Forging.

Inside the divine furnace, a colossal deity with bulging, rock-climbing arms sat at the center of the fire. His eyes, burning with flames, burned even brighter, and his hair, eyebrows, and beard, composed of crimson flames, crackled and sputtered sparks.

"This is terrifying. Such domineering and absolute divine power even forced my divine essence to shake."

"My compatriot has existed since a very ancient time, but I don't know why he has only awakened now."

This was definitely not a newly born compatriot; he did not feel the unique rhythm of a newborn compatriot.

That kind of powerful divine might is far more terrifying than that of the God of War. It probably wasn't that his divine essence was pierced and he fell into a deep sleep in ancient times, but rather that he did it voluntarily.

If such a powerful kinsman has been killed, then the god who killed him will surely still exist in the present.

Even if their divine essence is pierced and shattered, they will not die. They are the embodiment of the concept of rules, and the concept of rules is the soul. The divine essence merely provides a container for the soul.

Killing one's own kind and absorbing their divine essence only makes the vessel more solid.

"I wonder what kind of temper my compatriot has. If he's as warlike as the God of War, being neighbors with him might not be so good." Although Okan said it might not be good, the fire in his eyes burned even brighter.

He has overcome the question of whether his birth was meaningful, and now he only wants to lead his children in the forging of the planet, and does not want to provoke the other party for meaningless reasons.