Multiverse, divine realm.

Located at the highest point of the universe, a transcendent realm, this is the new gods opened up by Giltras, the king of light.

The divine realm is suspended above the boundless void, shrouded by a mysterious halo, isolated from other worlds, but it seems to overlook the rise and fall of all things in the world.

But in the core area of ​​the God Realm, a magnificent building rose from the ground.

This is the Temple of Light.

The Temple of Light is made of white giant stones that emit soft light. These giant stones have been baptized by years, but are still as smooth as new, as if telling the eternity of the divine realm.

Under the sunlight, the temple reflects colorful halos, like a dreamy fairyland, which makes people feel awe.

The walls of the temple are carved with countless gorgeous and mysterious runes, which are shining with glimmers, as if whispering the ancient legends of the gods and the glory of God.

They are witnesses of the history of the divine realm, and each pattern contains powerful power and endless wisdom.

A huge crystal of light is embedded on the huge dome, which continuously releases warm and bright light, illuminating the entire temple, making it like daytime.

The light of the light crystal not only gives the temple light, but also gives it a sacred breath, as if it is the gaze of the gods, always guarding this sacred realm.

Deep in the Temple of Light, there is a special place called the Pond of Light.

The pool is filled with pure power of light, which is a light golden liquid, like the flowing sunlight, exuding a reassuring warmth.

At this moment.

As the master of the gods, Giltras, the king of light, is immersed in this pool of light. His tall and majestic body is half hidden in the pool, with only his broad shoulders and head exposed.

His skin showed a nearly transparent whiteness, emitting a soft light, as if condensed from pure light.

The hair was dancing like golden flames, and each hair seemed to contain endless power.

His eyes were like two bright stars, deep and bright, but at this moment he was slightly closed, his brows frowned slightly, as if he was still suffering from pain.

As the most powerful eighth-level life form in today's 12 multiverse.

Giltras is not only the strongest man in the divine world, but also stands at the peak in the entire multiverse. The way of light he controls is pure and powerful, and can dispel all darkness and evil.

However, even so.

When he led some of the powers from the God Realm to invade the Wizard World, he thought he could completely defeat that civilization with absolute strength and thus regain everything that belonged to him.

But I didn't expect that there was no eighth-level life form in the wizard world.

However, the accumulated foundations of the three epochs and the rules left by the wizard ancestor Osicas are still extremely powerful. After encountering unprecedented resistance, the plan of King Giltras of the Light was not successful at this stop.

Both sides paid a certain price.

Although the King of Light, Giltras, severely damaged the original rules of the wizard world, he also suffered a certain amount of damage.

At this moment, I can only slowly recover in the Temple of Light.

However, just as the King of Light Giltras was immersed in the process of recovering from his injuries, an inexplicable palpitations suddenly surged into his heart.

"Apollo!"

He suddenly opened his eyes, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

The King of Light, Giltras, felt a powerful force disappearing, and this force was the one of the sun god Apollo.

"After all... has it fallen?"

King of Light Giltras frowned slightly, and a sigh appeared on his face.

I couldn't help but recall the memories in Giltras's heart.

The sun god Apollo, the god who once shone with endless glory in the age of the gods, is now like the fall of a giant star.

Giltras knew very well that Apollo died at the hands of a wizard.

After a brief silence, Giltras, the King of Light, raised his head, and the light around him was shining brightly. The light in the pool of light also churned violently with his mood fluctuations.

Immediately, the King of Light, Jiltras, had an idea, used his divine power, summoned the plague god Pantos, and came with the Archangel Urier.

A moment later, a black smoke rose from the corner of the temple and gradually condensed into a tall and weird figure, which was the plague god king Pantos.

The other party is a new seventh-level god king in the divine world for nearly 30,000 years.

The plague god Pantos, wearing a black robe, was embroidered with various strange runes and patterns, as if telling the pain and disasters in the world.

These runes flashed with a faint green light, as if there was life, flowing slowly on his robe.

His face was thin and pale, like a piece of parchment eroded by time, without any blood.

The eyes emit a faint green light, which makes people shudder, as if they can see through the deepest fear in the soul.

He held a long scepter in his hand. The top of the scepter was inlaid with a gem that emitted black light. The gem seemed to contain endless plagues and viruses. Each black pattern was like a poisonous snake hidden in the dark, ready to rush out and hurt people at any time.

"You look for me, master!"

Even as the seventh-level god king and the plague god king Pantos, he was particularly humble when facing the King of Light Giltras.

At the same time, a holy light also shot down from above the temple.

Archangel Uriel slowly descended.

He was tall, handsome and solemn, wearing a white robe with golden wing patterns embroidered on it, making him look sacred and majestic.

The edges of the robe are inlaid with dazzling gems, and each gem emits a soft light, as if it were the twinkling stars in the night sky.

Behind it, a pair of huge white wings spread out, and the feathers on the wings shine with golden light. Each feather seems to contain divine power. With a gentle blow, a breeze blows by, bringing a fresh and holy aura.

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"See Your Majesty the King of Light!"

Uriel knelt on one knee and saluted Giltras, his voice filled with awe and echoed in the empty hall of the Temple of Light.

"Get up!"

The voice of the King of Light, Giltras, was low and majestic, as if it was an oracle from ancient times, carrying an unquestionable power.

"Do you know that the sun god Apollo has fallen in the world of wizards?"

"What?" Pantos, the plague god king, exclaimed, with an incredible expression on his face.

He knew very well that the sun god Apollo had once shone on the heavens and earth, and was the top powerhouse in the age of the gods.

But such a powerful god actually fell.

In comparison, the Archangel Uriel seemed very calm, or in other words, the life created by Giltras, the king of light.

Angels don't have much emotional fluctuation.

Everything they followed was the will of Giltras, the king of light, and almost no one could change this.

"It seems that the battle five thousand years ago did not teach the wizard civilization a lesson."

The voice of the King of Light Jiltlas was calm, but in his tone, he said in a deep voice: "Now, I order you two."

"Go to the Wizard World immediately!"

"Although Apollo fell, this matter cannot be over. The wizard world must pay enough price!"

“As you wish, Master!”

Pantos, the plague god king, hurriedly said.

"As for your order, your Majesty."

Uriel also said that his voice was full of firmness and loyalty.

"Pantos, you are good at manipulating plagues and viruses. In this operation, you will sow the seeds of plague in every corner of the wizard world. I will let these wizards struggle in illness and death!"

Giltras looked at Pantos, his eyes full of coldness and determination.

His eyes seemed to penetrate everything, allowing Pantos to feel the deep hatred of this adult for the wizarding world.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will definitely put the wizard world into endless disasters!"

A strange smile appeared on the corner of Pantos' mouth, and an excitement flashed in his eyes.

For him, it was extremely exciting to be able to spread the plague to a world, as if he had found a new prey in the dark.

"Urier, you lead the angel legion to carry out a comprehensive attack on the wizard world, destroy their cities, and destroy their resistance!"

Giltras turned his gaze to Urier again, his eyes full of trust and expectation.

"As for your order, your Majesty!"

Uriel looked firm and said in a deep voice, "I will let the brilliance of the angel shine on every inch of the land in the wizard world, so that they can see the majesty of the god world!"

While speaking, Uriel stood up, swinging the sword in his hand slightly, making a crisp sound.

The sound seemed to be the horn of a battle, proclaiming the coming of a war.

"Very good, you guys go and prepare immediately, no mistakes are allowed!"

Giltras waved his hand and signaled them to retreat. His movements were simple and powerful, as if he was directing a chess game that had long been doomed.

"Yes, your Majesty!"

Pantos and Uriel saluted again, then turned and left.
To be continued...