The Jakarta sky seemed to be bleeding. The clouds were roughly torn apart, replaced by a boiling, deep red glow like an open wound in the Earth's atmosphere. The cosmic trumpet continued to roar, sending vibrations that made the pebbles on the City Hall courtyard's asphalt jump slightly. In the middle of the square, surrounded by Colonel Badra's troop barricade, a vortex of energy spun wildly. Freya stood in front of the vortex. The Astra Divina Knight closed her eyes, focusing her holy Mana. The light wings on her back flapped slowly. In her right hand, the giant Claymore named 'Ignis' began to radiate an incredibly hot, holy white fire, making the air around it ripple and smell of ozone. In her left hand, the Golden Shield with the engraving of a jet-black dragon was held tightly. The dragon's eyes on the shield glowed red, responding to the tension that was ready to explode. "The path is open, Elian," Freya said, her

The Marlboro cigarette butt that Elian flicked was still hanging in the air when fifty jet-black shadows shot across the marble courtyard of Astra Divina. There were no cheers. No war cries escaped their throats. The fifty Thunder Revenants moved in an absolute silence that was far more terrifying than the roar of any monster. Their cosmic steel armor absorbed the light of the fires burning the palace around them. It made them look like a fast-moving black hole charging to meet five hundred Light Knights. On the other side, the God Commander leading the Vanguard battalion snorted in disgust. He raised his blue lightning spear, glaring at the line of undead who dared to challenge his army. "𝔓𝔲𝔯𝔤𝔞𝔱𝔢 𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔬𝔰! 𝔑𝔲𝔩𝔩𝔞 𝔪𝔞𝔠𝔲𝔩𝔞 𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔱𝔲𝔬𝔯𝔲𝔪 𝔦𝔫 𝔥𝔞𝔠 𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔯𝔞 𝔰𝔞𝔠𝔯𝔞 𝔭𝔢𝔯𝔪𝔦𝔱𝔱𝔦𝔱𝔲𝔯!" The system in Elian's eyes translated it again. ["Purge them! No undead stain is allo

The Minotaur General couldn't back away any further. His heavy footsteps stumbled over the marble debris. His blinding white eyes now dimmed, replaced by pure terror as he saw the silver-haired human standing right in front of him. There was no weapon in Elian's hands. He had vanished his golden Vajra sword into nothingness. The young man just stood with both hands in his pockets. Then, he slowly pulled out his right hand. The golden rings in his irises spun with precision, dissecting the physical reality structure of the God General into rows of binary code and naked Mana currents. "Do you know what the biggest problem is for a company that holds a monopoly for too long?" Elian whispered coldly. His voice wasn't loud, but it echoed directly into the Minotaur's eardrums, locking his movements. "You forgot how to read a balance sheet." Elian stepped forward. He placed his palm, which emitted a dim gol

Time inside Themis's Palace throne room seemed to stop beating. The marble dust floating in the air froze like a three-dimensional photograph. The blink of Aurelius, the Sun God, was paused in a fraction of a second. All movement in the room was paralyzed. Only inside Elian's head, the laws of reality still ran. They were fully controlled by the Doomsday Ledger interface screen that glowed a blood red. [MAIN QUEST: THE LAST AUDIT][OBJECTIVE: SECURE THEMIS'S PALACE AND REPEL THE REBEL GODS.][PENALTY FOR FAILURE: EARTH REVERTS TO A PERMANENT ZOMBIE DEAD ZONE.] Elian stared at the deadly lines of text. Then his eyes rolled down. They locked onto the row of sentences that made his breath feel as if it were forcibly snatched from his lungs. [REWARD FOR SUCCESS: HOST STRENGTH UPGRADED BY 100%.][AND...][RESURRECTION OF ONE DECEASED ENTITY TO OCCUPY THE POSITION OF THE NEW GOD

The throne room of Themis's Palace had turned into a sickening slaughterhouse, but at this one point, time seemed to run backward into nothingness.Yama, The Lord of the Underworld, did not run. He did not shout intimidatingly like the other lesser gods. The pitch-black cloaked figure just stepped forward with very slow and silent movements. Every time the tips of his pale skeletal feet touched the blue silk carpet, the luxurious fabric instantly rotted into ash. When his footing met the white marble floor, the heavenly marble turned black, decayed, and crumbled like wood eaten by cosmic termites for millions of years. The concept of death walked with him, sucking the remnants of life from the air around him.In front of the God of Death, Elian stood with his Vajra sword emitting wild golden lightning. The CEO's chest rose and fell, his breathing fast. "Focus on what's in front of you, El! Your back is safe!" Vara shouted from a distance. The assassin had just beheaded two winged g