The entire civilization of Deep Diverâs million soldiers quietly watched this scene, feeling utterly shaken, their emotions unable to calm down.
God!
Godâs power.
They only felt their hearts surging.
The next, more detailed data also came out:
"Itâs been calculated! Godâs basic combat power is only equivalent to the ninety-fold power of the Divine Era. Just one of our soldiers can rival God!"
"Itâs the so-called Divine Object that exaggerates their explosive power to such an extent!"
Do not underestimate their soldiers.
As a super civilization.
In their civilization, a small soldier is equivalent to a superman in movies, capable of moving stars and extinguishing atmospheres right from birth.
Every soldier among their million soldiers possesses an energy level unimaginable to ordinary strong individuals, comparable to the power of a miniature sun.
They are equivalent to a million miniature suns, and with energy absorption and metabolic loss, they actually absorb more than ten times this energy!
This is also because the vastness of the star ocean theoretically provides infinite matter, and with their civilizationâs time spanning ninety generations, theyâve accumulated massive energy metabolism.
"God is merely at the level of one of our soldiers? Yet capable of superluminal speed, affecting light, fire? All kinds of forces?"
"Life, how could it possibly be so powerful?"
"If we also had such power..."
Everyone was caught in a mixture of fear and excitement.
And they could already feel that the opponent God killed seemed to have a more substantial aura.
It might be a flawed Seventh Tier.
God possesses a power level equivalent to their ninety Divine Eras.
And that merely flawed Seventh Tier, not adept at fighting, yet having more than ten times Godâs power...equivalent to over a hundred Divine Era levels...
Is the weakest flawed Seventh Tier really that exaggerated?
"Ladies and gentlemen, I see hope in breaking through to a higher tier!"
"Yes, perhaps only this anti-logical civilization can exceed the limits of the real universe!"
"Our universe is like a backward, trash town, with planets being clumps of garbage. Now some higher mysterious beings have descended, this is our opportunity!"
"Indeed, I donât want to stay in this trash universe for another second. 99.99% of it is desolate wasteland, the rest is rocks. If this were compared to a desert, it would be a despairing wasteland with barely any gravel planets."
"I want to enter the realm of gods! This is the high-dimensional civilization universe!"
Suddenly, they felt that their pride in their strength appeared ridiculous, like a child lifting a wooden sword in front of the other side.
Then the next data also arrived: "This is the information we obtained through special forces infiltrating the opponentâs surroundings!"
Several leaders swiftly browsed thousands of years of Ananke Continentâs history, "So, it was the Goddess of Destiny, Ananke, who fought against God!"
They even momentarily developed ambition.
Can we, perhaps, participate in this battle?
Take advantage of both sides being severely injured and benefit as a third party?
They have already discovered a way to erode the Divine Power. If we use the method of Erosion Divine Power, can we fight against them?
Each of them is a soldier of the ninety Divine Era, much weaker than God, but they have numbers!
"But thereâs another possibility!"
This tall leader said, "We will be plundered, every one of our soldiers is like a resource pack delivered to their doorstep, their whole civilizational foundation completely packed up, allowing them to build a new world!"
At that moment.
An eerie and inexplicable cold voice came from the air.
"Youâre quite clever!"
"Who?"
Startled, they heightened their defenses, deploying all sorts of telekinetic fields with the Erosion Divine Power.
Just then, a mysterious woman wearing a black cloak appeared out of nowhere, elegantly swaying a wine glass on a chair.
"When?" The leaders present were covered in goosebumps; how did this person infiltrate here?
One man instinctively said, "We clearly always use Erosion Divine Power to resist the divine powerâs intrusion! How did you get in?"
"Heh, when did you start believing you were using the Erosion Divine Power?"
The mysterious woman showed a teasing smile, "How do you know this isnât a dream I wove for you?"
What?
The leader of the Deep Diver felt chills down their spine, cold sweat pouring.
Could it be that long before discovering the ability to erode the divine powerâs intrusion, we had already been subtly invaded by divine power?
No.
Perhaps we were lured here!
We were caught in the trap from the very beginning.
Just like that thirty Divine Era civilization in the past, their consciousness was changed in an instant.
We are no longer who we originally were...
"Are you Fortuna? Arenât you supposed to be fighting over there?"
"No, you should have been killed by God!"
The womanâs lips curled into a mysterious arc, "No, Iâm not Fortuna..."
What?
Not Fortuna, could there be another hidden Goddess of Destiny?
The entire management of the Deep Diver civilization was stunned, feeling as if they had been caught up in a terrible conspiracy.
...
On the battlefield.
God frowned slightly.
He didnât intend to kill Fortuna, just wanted to imprison her, deciding later whether to let live or enslave.
But...
It seemed like destinyâs arrangement, the opponent accidentally hit the vital point.
"Is she dead?" Seeing this scene, God felt no regret.
Goliath can kill and die, and so can Fortuna.
Although he cherishes talent, itâs not as if he canât do without you.
Fortuna is indeed an interesting person. Even though she hardly has any combat power, she is still considered a formidable opponent.
No one can deny the glorious mythic era she led during the Tarot Era on the Ananke Continent.
Now that sheâs dead, let it be.
However, this time, it can be considered a bloody profit.
The harvest is plentiful.
The birth of the Seventh Tier, the incubation of the Evolution Demon God, and even the acquisition of the super continental plate from this starlit sea battle.
The Seventh Tier saw a glimmer of direction and hope.
A cripple appeared, perhaps not far from reaching that realm.
After mulling over it, Godâs gaze suddenly fell elsewhere, somewhat surprised:
"Is that, Moira?"
At this moment.
Moira, who had just completed the twelve labors, rushed out wildly.
Having broken through the Seventh Tier, she picked up Fortunaâs body on the battlefield, tears uncontrollably streaming down.
Weak, timid, afraid of death, always wanting to surrender, she was now crying aloud.
Kain saw this scene and shouted gleefully: "Stop crying, I canât stand to see a little girl crying."
Moira dried her tears and suddenly said in a low voice: "I finally know what my Destiny Divine Power governs?"
"I govern the destined death."
The brilliance of countless destinies pulsed, as Moira slowly floated in mid-air, exuding a divine sacrifice, like a ritual ordained by fate.
She gently held Fortunaâs breathless body in her embrace.
"I am Moira."
"I am the destiny of death."
"My Divine Powerâs true function is to die for others."
The next moment, Fortunaâs destined death, who had already died, was distorted.
Regardless of the future, Fortuna, who was 100% destined for a death conclusion, had her destined death fate suddenly changed and restarted.
Almost everyone felt Fortunaâs vitality slowly recovering, while Moira herself gradually lost her breath.
When the light faded away.
Fortuna slowly opened her eyes, looking incredulously at the fallen Moira.
"Why, Moira... clearly so timid." Fortuna held Moiraâs body, seemingly recalling that night in the alley.
Moira, standing in front of her, fell into a pool of blood.
The figure of the man called a thug and the image of God in front of her gradually overlapped.
At that time, Moira, in the pool of blood, said:
"Fortuna, this is my fate, Moiraâs fate, to walk towards death, fate cannot be changed."
"No, damn fate, I, Fortuna, will change the fate! I will change everything through effort!"
"God!!!"
Tears covered Fortunaâs face as she felt the intense malice of fate, screaming with heart-wrenching fury: "Bastard! Damn fate! It was all destined from the start..."
"Our fate, the fate of the three of us, began in that alleyâ"
With her anger, violent power surged completely from her body.
Having received all the gifts from the other, Fortuna accepted the otherâs power, talent, battle fate...
"The malice of fate?"
God, who thought it was over, suddenly turned and saw Fortuna holding the body, crying.
Moira in her arms was slowly disappearing, turning into ashes.
"Even if I stop you from slaughtering each other and speak openly, someone will eventually die today?" A trace of pity flashed in Godâs eyes, "Destined?"
God didnât understand the principles of fate nor had the talent or capability in this respect.
Seeing this scene, he could only reflect on the nature of fate, which seemed very strange and dangerous.
"Fate?"
The overwhelming fury seemed to drown her, "If this is the curse of fate, if even the Goddess of Destiny has to pay for... the gifts of fate, if even the two of us Goddesses of Destiny have to die because of fate..."
Fortuna, who had received Moiraâs bestowed power, had completely regained her strength, exuding an incomparable power mixed with unprecedented resolute will.
The power of three destinies converged in one.
The power of the Goddess of Destiny kept strengthening. Although she remained a weak Seventh Tier, she could now fully unleash the might of this power.
"You... are finally worth watching," said God, "Overwhelmed by anger?"
"I want to create a new world!" Fortunaâs furious roar transformed into storms and lightning, erupting as she grabbed Bal nearby.
Bal felt the killing intent from the other but still smiled: "I am willing to follow your power, even unto death."
"Then come on!" She molded Bal into a Magic Staff, with three destiniesâ blessing, with the empowerment of winds, fire, water, earth...
She was as if both the Goddess of Destiny with no combat power and the strongest God of Magic at the physical level.
Boom!
Endless forces of various attributes, transformed, virtual and real, were wielded effortlessly by the Goddess of Destiny. Hundreds of planets turned into a golden liquid lake, burning with radiant colors.
Standing at the center of a brilliant cosmic whirlpool, Fortunaâs eyes flashed with traces of vicissitudes,
"Damn fate, Iâll crush you first. As long as I kill youâthe robber corresponding with the alley, God... Moiraâs fate can certainly change!"
"To change fate, I must kill you!"
Violent tides of elemental energy surged, Fortuna saw the fate of inanimate objects, the fate of living beings, the fate of the future...
The three Goddesses of Destiny united, charged with endless light toward God in front of them.
Boom boom boom!!
In the next moment, the mysterious God and the Goddess of Destiny were entirely engaged in battle.
The power of the Goddess of Destiny was no longer weak, and their evenly matched collision sparked terrifying fire, with no probing phase, as the sight of destiny had already completed all exploration for them.
Both parties instantly entered the fiercest and most perilous phase of combat.