In the vast star realm, endless starlight rises and falls, and the galaxies formed by countless planes and planets roll together, creating a stunning scene of infinite vastness and emptiness.
Here, it seems to be eternally lonely, as if it is eternally at ease, and as if no one has ever stepped in.
boom--
This is not a deafening sound, nor is it a deep and hoarse roar, but the cause of a large galaxy collapsing.
An extremely huge existence spans between the galaxy and the galaxy. He is extremely tall and wears a robe that outlines countless laws and truths.
In that robe, countless laws are outlined like silk threads, and the divine personality is embellished like gems. The starlight touches it, and even the most shining stars cannot compare to this.
The face of that being was unclear. I just thought it looked a bit old, and there seemed to be wrinkles on its face, but in an instant, another face flashed across it.
He came across the galaxy.
He is not a god, but he is more powerful than all the gods, so he is respectfully called him.
As he walked, the stars and rivers flowed backwards and the planes rotated, just like a mortal walking on a river, his legs and feet sliding through the current, and the waves stirred up and overturned pieces of grass and blades drifting with the current.
This scene of this being walking across the galaxy, in the eyes of mortal beings, is like the collapse of the galaxy and the arrival of boundless power.
In the eyes of the equally powerful gods, this scene is that the world is retreating, paying tribute, and making way for Him.
boom--
This is a real sound, originating from the vibration of the law, from a beautiful, slender and beautiful spear.
The spear didn't appear to be that big. Compared to the giant that made Xinghe retreat, it looked infinitely small, like dust.
But it penetrated the reality and nothingness at an extremely fast speed, and with the boundless momentum that shattered everything, it stabbed straight at the Galaxy Titan.
The giant floating in the galaxy stopped, raised his extremely perfect palm, like the most exquisite gemstone, and held it towards the dust-like spear.
laugh--
The eyes of the watching gods lit up, but then quickly fell silent. He was injured, but it was only injured.
A drop of liquid containing a unique aura condensed in his palm. It was his blood, and in the blood, the extremely fine spear was wrapped.
The spear accelerated in the blood drop, which was as vast as the ocean. A sprint shattered the surface of the blood drop and returned as a stream of light.
"That's not how the Spear of Order is used."
That being did not stop it from leaving, but spoke slowly, and the voice with the breath of multiple laws was transmitted to the gods. The Holy Spirit who was watching the battle was shocked, and felt that what he said was very correct.
Even some gods think what he said makes sense.
But they don't know where this statement is correct or reasonable.
I just subconsciously believed the other person and felt that what he said was the truth.
On the side of the gods, the handsome young god took hold of the flying spear and held it in his hand. Spear of Order, Spear of Order, and Spear of Judgment were all its names.
The face of the God of Nobles remained as usual, and a thick stone book flew out from behind him. The pages were turning with a clatter, and countless laws were circulating.
The inexplicable law fluctuated, causing the gods who had lost their minds and the Holy Spirit who had lost themselves to recover.
The more powerful the god is, the more determined he is and the more capable he is of resisting this power. On the contrary, the weaker the god is, the more unable he is to resist even a trace of his existence.
"The book of civilization..."
That being seemed to be remembering something, and his figure slowly shrank from being taller than the Milky Way, revealing many black spots following behind him.
Among those black spots, there are the realms of law wizards and the wizard towers of true spirit wizards, both of which are full of war machines and terrifying energy.
Behind several tall and terrifying wizard towers, they were also dragging something that exuded a terrifying and inexplicable aura.
Those things are as big as a planet, a broken plane, and as small as a particle of dust, but they need to be dragged by machines driven by stars as energy.
Some are squirming, as if they are still alive, and some are no longer moving, as if they are dead, but the common characteristic they all share is that they are weird, extremely weird.
Around the fragments, there is no trace of the Wizard Tower within hundreds of thousands of kilometers.
This is a war that no one can retreat from. The God of Nobles understands it very well, so he never says anything.
Perhaps it could be said that the God of Nobles kept silent as if he was escaping from something.
God versus God, the God of Nobles stepped out, and a Noble Pyramid with a five-story tower rose from behind Him. This was His artifact, a powerful artifact that mobilized the power of the Kingdom of God.
The five-layer noble pyramid represents the five levels of the nobility. From top to bottom, they are Duke, Marquis, Earl, Viscount and Baron. Each level represents a title and a class.
This is the foundation that the God of Nobles has carefully developed over the years, and is one of the sources of His strength.
His body suddenly enlarged, and the divine body in the Kingdom of God descended from the dimension. With a swipe of his hand, he pulled out a dimension gap of unknown length, width, and height, and his huge body sank into it.
The ancestors of wizards are also on the same path. They don't want to destroy the material world. It would be more appropriate for their battle to be placed in the gap between dimensions.
Because once they fight, the aftermath of their essences will be fatal to medium-level divine powers, let alone those planes and planets whose essences are less than gods.
Not to mention the strange states that are born due to the blending and impact of laws and principles. Those things cannot be touched by beings without powerful divine power.
The two huge bodies disappeared and entered the gap in the dimension. Then, there was a war between the gods and the wizards.
The eighth-level law wizards faced off against the gods with medium divine power. The kingdom of gods and the wizards' law fields collided with each other. They began to analyze each other, understand each other, and try to kill each other.
An eighth-level law wizard raised his hand. The poison sac rooted in his back was composed of planes composed of toxins, which continuously split and proliferated toxins for him.
Every moment, poisonous creatures are born, and new toxins appear.
A strange green bubble eroded the space, corroding a scorching passage along the gap in front of it, and flew towards New Philot.
A god with medium divine power stepped out. The shield in his hand was made of a golden sun, and the fiery red armor all over his body shone brightly. He blocked the blow. The high temperature weakened part of the poison, but also enhanced the power of part of the poison.
Gods with weak or even weak divine power faced off against seventh-level law wizards. The gods' bodies crisscrossed the planes, and the wizards crossed outside the planet and began their battle.
Most of these wizards and gods who play with laws and rules are in different spaces, or a very few are fighting in the material world.
Within a few breaths of mortal beings, there were gods and wizards fighting, crossing several dead galaxies, and continuing to spread to the surroundings.
For hundreds and thousands of years in other planes, the gods have established their own forces in those places to spread faith and cultivate the Holy Spirit.