Chapter 716: Chapter 608: Leaving Nothing Behind

In the center of the battlefield, Energy erupted once more.

Four Blood Dragons collided head-on with the Leader’s protective glow, turning the entire void into a cracked mirror, with fissures spreading in all directions.

The four Eighth Level Wizards of the Deep Red Royal Court remained unmoved, while the Leader’s figure trembled violently and retreated several hundred kilometers.

His outline became even more blurred.

Light points continuously scattered from his edges, like smoke blown apart by the wind.

He attempted to reconsolidate, but the disintegration was faster than the reformation.

As a Ninth Level Creature, his power was indeed infinite, but it required time.

And these four Eighth Level Wizards had not given him a single moment of respite since the battle began.

The Leader hovered in the void, with his only remaining human-shaped eye alternating between madness and calm.

He had lived for countless millennia, devoured countless Planes, destroyed countless civilizations, never before forced to such a state.

He knew that to continue fighting like this would inevitably lead to defeat.

The cooperation of the four Eighth Level Wizards was flawless, every attack window sealed, every counterattack nullified.

More crucially, in addition to these four enemies before him, there were even more Wizards of the same Level around.

Though he did not think other Wizards had such power, there’s no doubt that escaping the present predicament rendered conventional power meaningless!

He needed a greater power, a force capable of crushing everything.

He raised his hand, and an ominous red Rune appeared in his palm.

The Rune twisted, hideous, exuding a strong bloody scent.

His gaze swept over the Alliance of Ten Thousand Realms forces still observing from afar.

Those remaining Eighth Level Creatures, those Low Tier Legions still trembling, and those behind him, on the other side of the fissure, deep within the Alliance of Ten Thousand Realms’ territory.

"I hadn’t intended to use this move," his voice was low with a hint of reluctance, "but you forced me."

The Rune exploded.

Dark red light rippled in all directions, spreading rapidly across the entire battlefield in an instant.

Where the light passed, the creatures of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Realms stiffened, fear gleaming in their eyes.

They looked down to find a similar Rune on their chests, emitting an ominous red light.

"...No!!" A Starry Sky Giant Beast realized something, letting out a desperate howl.

Its body began to disintegrate, transforming into countless points of light, absorbed by the red glow.

"Leader! No! Leader, you can’t do this!" The Scale Armor Beastman commander struggled frantically, trying to tear off the Rune from his chest, but it was already embedded deep in his Soul.

His body quickly withered like it had been drained, scales falling off, Flesh decaying, finally turning into a desiccated corpse, which also dissipated into points of light.

"We served you for so many years..." The scream of an Energy Aggregation stopped abruptly, its light swallowed by the red glow, leaving not even a trace.

One by one, the remaining millions of Eighth Level Creatures disintegrated.

Their Energy, Soul, Flesh... all absorbed by the red glow, converging into dark red rivers, flowing toward the Leader at the center of the battlefield.

Not just them.

On the other side of the fissure, deep within the Alliance of Ten Thousand Realms’ territory, those Planes ruled for countless years also disintegrated.

Each Plane was a massive Array node, and every Life was the fuel of the Array.

Undoubtedly, the Leader used the entire Alliance as a sacrifice to Summon some powerful being.

The four Eighth Level Wizards of the Deep Red Royal Court hovered in the void, watching all of this.

Faced with such a display, they made no move to stop it.

The four Wizards exchanged glances, their lips curling into barely perceptible smiles.

Then, they tacitly lowered their output frequency, their attacks becoming weak and powerless, as if they were holding back.

The Leader noticed this change, but he did not care, for all his attention was focused on executing his move.

His lips curled into a grim smile as he resisted the enemy’s attacks, pushing the Array even more frantically.

The dark red light grew brighter, the gathered Energy increasingly enormous.

The Energy whirled, compressed, and condensed above the Leader’s head, gradually forming a massive vortex.

At the center of the vortex, some entity was awakening.

Finally, the ritual was completed.

The entity rose slowly from the vortex.

Its form spanned multiple Planes, too vast for any language to describe.

It had no fixed shape, sometimes like a swirling chaotic mist, sometimes like a giant face covering the entire void, sometimes like a sphere of countless intertwining tendrils.

Each breath it took caused the surrounding space to shudder violently.

Nearby Planes extinguished in the breath instantaneously, like candles snuffed by an invisible hand.

This creature exuded an aura that defied all physical laws, terrifying beyond measure.

That aura belonged to nothing that could be conventionally understood, as it was part of the world itself—a primordial chaos unbound by any rule.

Its power Level was conspicuously Ninth Level, though not complete, and the aura was as chaotic as if forcibly stitched together, yet it was undoubtedly Ninth Level.

Ninth Level: Chaos God!

The wizards from the parallel world looked at the terrifying existence spanning several planes, but their expressions were surprisingly calm.

It wasn’t that they weren’t afraid, but they were already numb.

From the descent of the Ninth Level’s aura, to four Eighth Level Wizards suppressing it, and then to the blood sacrifice summoning a second Ninth Level...

Their emotions experienced the full process of fear, despair, shock, and numbness in a short time.

Now, they just stared blankly at the Chaos God, as if looking at a painting unrelated to themselves.

A Seventh Level Wizard muttered, "Oh, another Ninth Level."

He suddenly felt that perhaps the Ninth Level wasn’t such a big deal after all.

The expressions of the wizards from the four great forces at this moment were completely different.

The Eighth Level Wizards, who were still cursing, tripping, and intercepting each other, stopped at the moment they saw the Chaos God appear.

They hovered in the void, their eyes fixed fervently on that enormous existence, their lips slowly curving into a brilliant but somewhat grim smile.

An Eighth Level Wizard from the Star Ring Federation licked his lips, "There really is a second one."

An Eighth Level Wizard from the Void Architecture Institute had eyes shining like stars, "I told you, such a large alliance couldn’t possibly have only one Ninth Level."

An Eighth Level Wizard from the Deep Red Royal Court began stroking his chin and commented, "This one is average, although it has a Ninth Level aura, it seems incapable of altering worlds, merely pieced together infinite power..."

"Having one is not bad already!" An Eighth Level Wizard from the Anti-Entropy Alliance was already flying forward, "This one belongs to our Anti-Entropy Alliance, no one snatch it!"

"Bullshit!" The wizards responsible for intercepting from the Deep Red Royal Court exploded immediately, "We haven’t finished with the last one, why should this one go to you?"

"You already have one!"

"That one isn’t done yet! It doesn’t count!"

"Then go fight that one!"

"What if it runs away after we’ve finished with that one!"

They started arguing again.

But this time, the four Eighth Level Wizards from the Deep Red Royal Court who were fighting the leader also joined the quarrel.

They half-heartedly attacked the leader, who was weak to the extreme, and shouted back at their companions, "Stop arguing! Hurry and come to help! This one won’t last long!"

"Won’t last my ass! You’re obviously holding back!"

"We are not!"

"I saw it! Your attack power is thirty percent less than before!"

"That’s tactics! Don’t you understand tactics!"

The Chaos God hovered in the void, looking down at those little squabbling figures.

Its consciousness was still very vague, having just awakened, it still couldn’t fully comprehend the situation around.

But it could feel that the looks those small things gave it were completely different from the looks of prey it had consumed before.

There was no fear or reverence in those eyes, only... greed.

It felt a bit uncomfortable.

The leader hovered beneath the Chaos God, breathing heavily.

Its body was already semi-transparent, the previous blood sacrifice had consumed most of its power, but it didn’t care, since as long as it spent a little time, it could recover these powers.

It looked at that special creation, eyes overflowing with ecstatic light, "Success!"

However, when it lowered its head, it saw those wizards still arguing, apparently not caring about what was happening here at all.

Seeing this, the leader’s smile froze on its face.

The Eighth Level Wizards of the four great forces, feeling the leader’s gaze, finally stopped their arguments.

They turned their heads, looked at the Chaos God spanning several planes, and then at the almost transparent, weakened leader below, nodding simultaneously.

"Alright, let’s stop playing."

The Eighth Level Wizard from the Deep Red Royal Court was the first to make a move, with more than a dozen Eighth Level Wizards unleashing their full power together.

A crimson pillar of light surged from their bodies, turning the entire void red.

The terrifying power fused into a pure energy torrent in an instant, crashing head-on into the Chaos God.

The Chaos God let out a deafening roar.

Its massive body was torn open by the torrent, spewing chaotic mist from the rupture, which transformed into countless twisted monsters in the void.

Before those monsters could even take shape, they were torn to pieces by the ensuing energy aftermath.

The leader watched this scene, pupils shrinking sharply.

It finally understood that those wizards had been holding back all along, and their purpose was to wait for this Chaos God.

It thought it was summoning a trump card, when in fact, it was serving up a meal for others.

The leader instinctively wanted to retreat, but when it turned around, it saw the other three factions’ Eighth Level Wizards smiling as they encircled it.

"You... don’t come over ah ah ah ah!!!"

In the distance, Jeming watched the Chaos God being blasted into disarray, and then looked at the leader being besieged by hundreds of Eighth Level Wizards, shaking his head helplessly.

It seems this "gathering" ended on a perfect note after all.

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