At this moment, shatter the dimensional barrier

"Detonate all the marrow explosions! Kill the god who killed the lord!"

Five of the seven 'Eternal Wheels' turned around rapidly at Ronnie's roar, and the cabins beneath the 'Eternal Wheels' opened, revealing a huge spherical device over a hundred meters tall.

The commanders of the other two 'Eternal Wheels' were still in a daze of their creator's death and were unable to respond to Ronnie's orders. The other ships carrying ordinary goblin individuals also lost their minds due to their inner despair and knelt on the ground as if they had lost their souls, unable to hear Ronnie's voice.

The death of the Creator makes it difficult for most ordinary goblin species to immediately recover from despair and start thinking.

Los Saint watched calmly as the goblin fleet departed and then turned back, his heart unmoved.

After all, it is the death of the Creator, and there will always be creatures that die with the Creator, because for some creatures, the Creator is the meaning of their existence.

"As one of the three races that keep the war going indefinitely, most of you will not escape judgment either," Los Saint said calmly.

Although 90% of the blame lies with Okan, the mastermind, most of the goblins were also fanatical participants.

"Given the special circumstances of this world, the majority of those who most actively pursued the verdict will die forever from this world."

Although no snowflake is innocent in an avalanche, wiping out the entire goblin race would be too cold-hearted. As long as the goblin race that did not attack him at this moment has a trace of guilt and remorse, he will be spared from death. But that is only spared from death; this is his only remaining leniency.

He will judge not only goblins, but also forest elves and winged creatures according to this standard.

God's judgment is resolute, but not indifferent.

At this moment, the fluctuations in the Elven Corridor caused by Okan's death became known to all races with high adaptability to elves.

The Skywing and Forest Elf species watched this scene from afar.

The Skywings were excited, while the Forest Elves were terrified.

"One hit! Just one hit!! And it killed the Gopher God, Meow!!!" Azriel screamed, grabbing her hair with both hands. What just happened?! She only saw the Gopher God unleash its power and then die instantly. To be precise, she didn't even see how the Monkey God attacked.

"How can she be so strong?!" Raphael felt his soul freeze. As a Feather who had followed Lord Altshu in hunting down several god-like beings, he had seen Lord Altshu take action no less than twenty times. But Lord Altshu was not so exaggerated as to kill other god-like beings without even noticing the attack.

"This, this is what it means for a god to make a move?!" Jibril was dumbfounded. Her sisters had killed a god? Even the god of the mole rat made her feel utterly hopeless and unable to retaliate.

How exactly do you hunt down these divine beings?

As the last feather to be created, she had never seen the divine species take action.

Even when challenged, Lord Artesius did not make a move; he simply blocked her attack with ease.

After regaining his senses, he looked at the mole fleet that had turned around.

A mere groundhog, even the creator was instantly killed, dares to challenge such a powerful divine species?

“The creator of the mole… has been killed… so quickly…” Shinko Nielbaren looked at the blue skyline, which had returned to its pre-war state as recorded in the library, her eyes filled with pure fear, her inner pride shattered.

She had thought that by creating the 'Void Zero Blessing', which could threaten the divine race, she could disregard the gods, but reality at this moment told her otherwise.

The gap between different divine species is greater than the gap between a divine species and their forest elf species.

The creator of the mole was undoubtedly a very powerful deity, at least in her opinion, more powerful than the creator of her own forest elf race.

Otherwise, that cowardly and shameless 'air god' would have already gone to fight the god of the groundhog.

"Hua, Hua Guanqing... I, we detected that the mole fleet is charging towards the human god!" A forest elf, a sixth-level sorcerer, cried out in a trembling voice.

"What???" Xin Ke was instantly startled and her eyes widened.

As the leader of the Forest Elves, and with how difficult it must have been for that filthy gopher Ronnie Delauniel, how could she possibly do something so irrational?

Their gods were killed in such a short time. Even if they had created weapons that could threaten the gods, it would have been like an ant trying to shake a tree.

The price of challenging a divine race is not something a race can afford; it would absolutely lead to the annihilation of the entire race.

She couldn't understand why an opponent like Ronnie, with whom she had been playing for so long, would make such a choice. Wouldn't the best course of action have been to retreat and retreat with the entire race? Prioritizing the preservation of the race would have been the most rational course of action.

After all, the death of the Creator is a foregone conclusion.

"The goblins are all planted." Xin Ke took a deep breath, feeling a sense of relief, while at the same time realizing something.

The gods of the human race are absolutely vying for the throne of the one true god.

So, will the next target be that cowardly 'air god' of the forest elves or the creator of the skywing race?

It's most likely that "Air God."

"Gulp~" Xin Ke's clothes were soaked with cold sweat. She swallowed hard, feeling both excited and helplessly desperate.

She desperately wanted the 'air god' who was hiding behind the scenes and sending the forest elves to their deaths to offer Him the throne of the one true god to die, but she was also desperate because without the 'god,' the forest elves would most likely end up like the 'fairy race' and the 'vampire race,' living in the cracks and never daring to show their heads.

Suddenly, the words spoken by the god who had just killed the creator of the gopher to the entire planet flashed into my mind.

'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.'

Xin Ke desperately tried to find useful information in that sentence.

"Do the gods of the human race care about this planet and all living beings? Sentencing to death..." Xin Ke bit her thumb. Could it be that the creator of the human race is a god-like species of 'death and judgment'?

If I'm right about some things, then perhaps if the 'Air God' were killed, the Forest Elves wouldn't have suffered such a terrible fate.

"Open, it's starting..." The broken voice of the forest elf next to her brought Xin Ke back to her senses, and she quickly looked at the detection device on the 'Skyship'.

A powerful wave of energy, capable of destroying the continent, emanated from the continent of Lucia.

……

"Charge! Avenge the master!!!" Ronnie Delaunier roared madly.

"Revenge!!!" The hundreds of thousands of goblin warriors on the five 'Eternal Wheels' roared hysterically, their eyes filled with a mixture of fear and madness.

"Marrow Explosion! Launch from all directions!!!"

"Marrow Explosion! Launch from all directions!!!"

"Marrow Explosion! Launch from all directions!!!"

The ten marrow-blasting missiles carried by the five 'Eternal Wheels' detached from the warship and shot towards the god directly in front of them.

The speed is extremely fast, exceeding the second cosmic velocity, which is the speed at which an object escapes the gravity of a planet, at twelve kilometers per second.

Such a speed seems fast, but in reality, supersonic missiles from the old Earth could easily reach this speed.

This speed was so slow that even a god at the level of ascending to godhood would feel as if it had stopped.

Ten marrow explosions flew in from all directions directly in front, and the spirit energy continuously spread from the marrow explosions, triggering a chain reaction of destruction among the spirits in the atmosphere.

One marrow explosion can destroy the surface of a continent, and ten marrow explosions can sink a continent.

With a thought, Luo Sheng unleashed an invisible force upon the ten 'Marrow Explosions,' instantly reversing their direction and returning along their original path.

Before the goblins in the fleet could react, the white light had already robbed them of all their senses.

Sound travels much slower than light, so they disappeared from the world without ever hearing a sound.

Boom—Boom—Boom—

The white light illuminated one side of the entire planet, robbing everything of sight.

The shockwave, capable of stripping the entire atmosphere from a planet, spreads across the entire planet, and the first to suffer are the Skywing species who are 'close up' watching the spectacle.

However, just as the shockwave blew them away, they entered the space. Each of them possessed advanced spatial movement abilities, allowing them to directly enter the gaps in the space.

Luo Sheng pressed his palm down into the void, and the impact that was about to affect the entire planet and strip away its atmosphere stopped illogically, quickly restoring calm.

As the white light slowly faded and vision returned, the five goblin warships had vanished without a trace, completely vaporized from matter by the explosion of the marrow.

The explosion also brought the remaining goblins back to their senses. They had completely lost their instinct to resist, and were as despairing as walking corpses.

Their creator, the Great Lord, was killed, and their commander-in-chief, leader, Ronnie Delauniel, was killed in quick succession. Even five warships vanished without a trace, and the marrow explosion failed to harm the god who killed their Great Lord in the slightest.

At this moment, there was nothing they could do but wait in despair for their fate to arrive.

The golden light struck again, and golden rain fell upon all the goblins.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh——

"Ah—" An old goblin was shot through the chest and then turned into smoke and disappeared with a "poof".

"what!"

Screams echoed continuously from among the goblins, each arrow of light accurately striking each individual who was fanatical about war and showed no remorse or reflection for their actions.

One goblin after another disappeared under the golden rain of arrows.

Nearly ten million goblin species disappeared, with more than 90% disappearing in just a few seconds.

The remaining goblin population is less than 500,000, most of which are young individuals, with no more than 6,000 being adults.

One after another, warships, having lost their operators and commanders, plummeted from the sky, crashing onto the ground like dumplings being dropped into a pot, exploding, and turning into scrap metal.

Boom! Boom! Rumble rumble rumble!!!

Los Saint stood calmly in the sky, looking down at the surviving goblin swarms struggling to crawl out of the scrap metal. Their eyes were empty, and their faces showed only a trace of the instinct to survive.

[As the race responsible for the endless war, the goblins, I hereby decree the utter death of any individual who shows no remorse or reflection for their devastation of the planet and its inhabitants, and who is devoid of any compassion.]

The judgment of the God of Forging and the Goblin race, the creators, has now concluded.

[Next, the Forest God Kainas and the created race, the Forest Elves.]

The cold voice echoed across the entire planet, filling all the forest elves who heard it with boundless fear.

"Ha—" Xin Ke instantly felt a suffocating sensation from the depths of her soul, and involuntarily covered her neck with both hands, as if her body no longer belonged to her.

Chapter 249 Will the Forest Elves Win? The Cowardly Forest God

"Sure enough, just like I guessed!!!" Xin Ke, like a drowning person who had been suffocating for a long time, knelt down on the ground, her hands covering her neck, gasping for air, her eyes filled with fear and cold.

Guessing is one thing, but actually guessing is another. She now felt as if a guillotine was hanging over her neck, about to sever her head.

The gods of the human race are definitely more powerful than the God of War. According to the records in the library, even the God of War did not kill other god races so quickly and decisively.

To spread the voice throughout the entire planet, so that every intelligent race may hear it, is the most direct form of judgment.

The creator of the human race is indeed a divine race of death and judgment.

The standard for judging death is the harm done to the planet, whether there is remorse and reflection for the destruction of the planet, and whether there is any goodwill towards other races.

But what are the standards for guilt and reflection, and for goodwill toward other races?

The more Xinke Nielbaren thought about it, the more terrified she became. As the commander of the Forest Elves, she had directed one war after another and was certainly responsible for the destruction of the planet. Therefore, she would inevitably face the judgment of death.

As for hoping that the Creator Kainas could save her and all the Forest Elves, that's just wishful thinking.

He doesn't care about the life or death of the elves; He only wants the elves to put Him on the throne of the One God. In His eyes, the elves are just tools, not 'children' at all.