At this moment, shatter the dimensional barrier

"I'll come and see if you, my fellow countryman, are qualified to judge all of us divine beings."

"Come and fight!!! God of Judgment!!!"

After he finished speaking, the entire 'Elf Corridor' of the Lucia continent trembled. The projection of the Elf Corridor, which was already reddish due to the excessive exploitation of elves in the atmosphere, turned dark red. This was caused by the death of a large number of elves due to exploitation.

Rumble rumble rumble —

From space, the atmosphere in the central part of the Lucia continent was rotating and bulging. The curvature of one corner of the planet, which was originally almost a perfect sphere, became larger, like a protruding cone, and the crimson light resembled the festering wounds on the planet.

A massive, crimson hammer, as huge as a mountain range, crashed vertically down from the sky towards Los Saint.

Crackling sounds echoed through the space, like a block of iron being hammered flat on an anvil until it reached its limit and shattered like glass, continuously breaking into dust.

The concept of forging is very powerful; it can forge everything on a planet, and space itself is also one of everything on a planet.

Luo Sheng didn't even glance at the attack above his head; his golden eyes remained cold and unwavering.

Okan's attack could spread and destroy the entire continent of Lucia. Even if it were concentrated in the area directly above him, it could penetrate the mantle and alter the planet's continental shelf, subsequently affecting most of the planet.

This is a full-force attack from a top-tier god.

"The Lord has entered into war with the enemy! All 'Eternal Wheels', activate defenses and accelerate away from the battlefield!" Ronnie Delaunier shouted, his silver eyes filled with boundless fervor.

This is the power of the Great Lord! Even a single 'Marrow Explosion' doesn't have one percent of its power, and even if all fifteen existing 'Marrow Explosions' were detonated, it wouldn't be as powerful as one-tenth.

Under the Great Lord's divine power, the gods of the human race can only be killed. Even the so-called 'strongest' God of War would be severely injured under the Great Lord's divine power.

Located north of the continent of Balal, the continent of Lucia is Herruin, the northern frontier city where the forest elves fight against the goblins.

Fifteen 'Skyships' of the Forest Elf species were docked above Forest City.

All the forest elves looked at the burning horizon, on the other side of the sea, where half the sky was ablaze, and even across an ocean, their forests were illuminated crimson.

"This, this scale of elven tide! Such terrifying oppression!" Shinko Nielbaren stared at the burning horizon with fear in her eyes, her body trembling uncontrollably.

"It's a war of gods! The skies over the continent of Lucia are ablaze, and the Elf Corridor is trembling!"

As a race with far greater adaptability than goblins, elves possess the most advanced sensory abilities. As the only eighth-level mage in the history of the forest elves, she could even sense the vibrations in the elven corridor.

"Is this the war of gods?!" Xin Ke felt the entire planet trembling, and she couldn't help but wonder if the 'chain reaction collapse' caused by the 'Void Zero Blessing' that she had researched and that could threaten the gods could really threaten the gods.

The most excited by the planet's tremors were the 'Skywings'.

At this moment, 'Avant Heim' had been hovering over the coastline of the Lucia continent for ten days. The God of War was waiting for his perceived opponent to issue a challenge to him.

The Skywing species collectively flew out of the Fantasy species' 'small world,' their eyes reflecting a destructive golden, excited scream.

"A war of gods! It's a war of gods!"

"The monkey god and the gopher god are fighting!"

"This is amazing! We're seeing a war of gods again after more than a thousand years!"

"Get closer! Even if we get caught in the crossfire and die in a battle of gods of this scale, it's worth it!"

The bloodthirsty, murderous Skywing race excitedly flew towards a location closer to the battlefield.

Their master only ordered them not to interfere with the opponents he had identified, but did not say they could not watch the battle. Born for war and slaughter, they had no resistance to the fighting between the gods.

"My opponent, my brethren, do you intend to defeat the other divine races before engaging me in battle? Very well, it seems you are determined to obtain the Star Cup." On the throne, Altshu watched the battle with delight.

The God of Forging was powerful enough to make him take notice, but that was all. He only needed one strike to kill the God of Forging.

"Let me see your power, my opponent."

At this moment.

Despite being under Okan's full-force attack, Los Saint's expression remained unchanged. His golden eyes seemed to explode like a supernova, instantly transforming into a spinning galaxy, as the rules of truth and golden omnipotent divine power erupted from within him.

Golden ripples spread out from Los Santos.

It's like the ripples created when a small stone is thrown into a calm lake.

The massive, crimson iron hammer, as huge as a mountain range, was less than a kilometer away from landing on his head.

It has been less than three seconds since Okan unleashed his full power, with 2.9999 seconds of that being spent charging up, and the remaining 0.0001 seconds of the attack being extremely brief.

But such a brief moment was as slow as a tortoise crawl in Luo Sheng's eyes. And this was without using the power of time. If the power of time were used, this level of attack would be no different from a pause in his eyes.

Golden ripples spread, and wherever they touched, everything was restored to the moment when Okan unleashed his attack.

The golden ripples acted like an eraser, erasing what Los Saint considered to be an anomaly that shouldn't exist.

The rioting elves vanished, the crimson hammer as massive as a mountain disappeared, and even the rising atmosphere returned to its original state.

Okan's angry expression remained unchanged, but his eyes trembled, and he was the first to be shocked.

As the golden ripples swept over his body, the violently raging power within him strangely calmed down.

Los Saint casually tossed the silver spear in his hand toward Okan.

Okan paused, his expression finally reflecting the profound changes in his heart.

Looking down, he saw that the silver spear had pierced through his body, or more accurately, through his 'spiritual marrow'.

"How is that possible... Even if he's stronger than the God of War, it's impossible..."

Before Okan could finish speaking in shock, the silver spear melted as if it were liquid, enveloping and solidifying him, turning into a silver dimensional cube that froze him inside.

“Strip.” Luo Sheng clenched his fist expressionlessly.

Click!

Echoes from the entire set of rules appear in spacetime.

The existence of 'Okan' was stripped from the world.

His consciousness was severed from the concept of forging.

If He had not transformed into a divine being, then Los Saint would have been quite troublesome to deal with. However, once He became a divine being with the help of divine essence and had a physical existence, that would be a huge weakness.

Having a physical entity means it is, in fact, an 'individual,' so it is only natural to separate the 'individual' from the world.

[Born of the prayers of the planet and all living beings, yet leading them to their doom, I hereby pronounce you utterly dead from this world.]

Chapter 248: The Goblin Charge, Marrow Explosion, and the Great Racial Trial

A cold voice echoed across the entire planet, reaching the ears of all races.

Looking at Okan, who was frozen in the spatial dimension cube, Luo Sheng had a thought, and a dimensional portal opened, like a spinning black vortex that sucked the silver cube into it.

Okan was separated from the rules themselves and became an individual. He was still a 'god', but his consciousness was cut from his 'soul', and a piece of the 'forging concept' of this world was cut off.

The rules themselves are, after all, the soul of the divine race, but the severed concept of rules is insignificant to this world and will soon be automatically repaired by the 'Root Star Cup'.

His spear pierced through Okan's very soul, but it froze him on the verge of death, leaving him to suffer endless agony in a state between life and death.

Moreover, Okan will continue to move slowly through the seven hells as a planet of hell, endlessly increasing the torment until His sinful nature is completely eradicated.

But eliminating it completely doesn't mean 'whitewashing,' it's merely liberation. The essence and concepts will decompose and become nourishment for hell.

His world does not need a god who does not love the gods and the world.

He can be tolerant and give some chances to humans, even anti-heroes, as long as they are not purely evil from the beginning. But he will not show any leniency to gods.

If a god is born from the prayers of the world and all living beings, yet brings suffering and destruction to the world and all living beings after its birth, then such a god has no reason to exist.

If the intellectual life in this world is depraved and ugly, destroying it wouldn't be so harsh. As long as one washes away the sins and atones for one's actions, one can still be kept.

However, the world's races were not created to be corrupt, but rather were guided into this state by divine will.

Anyone with intellect can understand good, evil, and suffering; this is an inevitable consequence of survival.

Click! Click! Click! Click! Click!

The world's rules have been partially severed, triggering a chain reaction as the influence of that fragment of the rules continues to collapse.

The elves of one-third of the planet where the Lucia continent is located were evenly released into the atmosphere along with the effects of the collapse.

After the oppressive power exerted on the elves disappeared, the originally red elf corridor gradually returned to its normal blue color, and countless blue lights fell from the sky like fireflies.

It was like a shower of light from the heavens, incredibly beautiful, as if the whole planet was rejoicing.

Snapped!

Looking at this beautiful scene, Luo Sheng raised his hand, and golden omnipotent divine power gathered at his fingertips. He snapped his fingers, and golden ripples appeared again.

hum~

It spread outwards from the fingertips in all directions, covering the entire continent of Lucia in the blink of an eye.

The scene of 'Genesis' appeared once again.

The spirit remains of the dead elves quickly disappeared, and fertile soil grew on the apocalyptic, pitch-black earth, with emerald green grass sprouting from the soil.

Under the dazzling blue light, grasslands, forests, rivers, and lakes appear one after another.

Because of the endless war between the forest elves and the goblins, the land covered by all sorts of attacks has been turned into barren black rocks.

This is a rock crystal similar to obsidian, formed after the surface was melted by high temperatures and then solidified. There is almost no soil, let alone any plants, not even moss.

At this moment, the goblin fleet, which was very close to the original battlefield, all stopped and stared blankly at this sudden miracle and despair.

The power they have been given by the Creator is constantly diminishing, and the emptiness in their souls is constantly expanding until it fills their body and mind.

This is the sense of despair that comes after their creator, their god, and all that they depend on have disappeared.

"My lord! My lord!!!" Ronnie Delaunier snapped out of his disbelief and knelt on the ground as if all his strength had left him. The spirit within him was boiling with emotion, and his silver eyes gradually turned red as the spirit raged. Fluorescent tears streamed from his eyes as he screamed hysterically.

"My lord!!!"

"The master has been killed!!! No—"

At this point, he had lost his mind.

For the entire goblin race, the god who created them was not only their creator but also their father, because Okan did not use them as tools to vie for the throne of the One God, but instead made them call him 'Lord'.

They were treated with the grace of the Creator like children, so what's wrong with wanting to offer the Creator the throne of the One God?

"My lord!!!"

Ronnie Drouinir's voice jolted the other dazed goblins awake, and they broke down in despair, wailing and crying.

"The god who killed the monkey!!! Avenge the master!!!" Ronnie Delaunier screamed hysterically, his reason overwhelmed by extreme grief and despair.

"Avenge the master!"