Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

2042 Impossible

Even though this was the case, their imposing aura was undeniable. It was just unfortunate for them that their opponent was Dyon.

Dyon stood in the skies, his wives by his side. Madeleine and Clara stood to his right, Ri and Amphorae stood to his left, the oppressive presence of Supremes emitting from each one of them.

"I do dare." Dyon responded calmly. "I think it's best if your Deity Clan ceases to be."

"I am quite confused by your foolishness." The Deity tilted his head as though trying to understand Dyon. "You want to challenge our Clan with only one Overlord?"

The Deity's eyes landed on Madeleine. From his senses, he knew that she was the only one who exuded the aura of an Overlord. The other three women were only Supremes. And, the man who led them all was only a Dao expert. Why these women followed him… he didn't understand.

What he didn't know was that Madeleine was no normal Overlord. Normally, those who broke through in the comprehension facet would only do so with one will. However, Madeleine had done so for Reincarnation Will first, and years afterward comprehended Life Will. Even without succeeding in reaching the Overlord Realm with her body just yet, she was already no weaker than two facet Overlords.

Of course, no one would ever guess such a thing. It was already nearly impossible to succeed in one, let alone two.

The Deity wasn't wrong to be confused. Their Clan's 7 Overlords weren't a secret. Though that number had fallen to 6 after the death of one of their own, they still have 4 one facet Overlords and 2 two facet Overlords.

Aside from them, they had dozens of Supremes, hundreds of Lords, and almost double their number of Lords in Higher Existences.

However, judging by the lineup before them… The opponent had 3 Supremes and 1 Overlord… There were other Supremes below them, but the total didn't exceed 20.

Others may have begun jeering. But, such teasing emotions weren't part of the Deity Race culture. They were simply baffled by the stupidity of their opponents.

"Big brother, it seems they look down on us." Zaire's laughter sounded over the battlefield.

To his side, Damaris was raring to go. Her crystalline eyes flickered with battle intent. She wasn't alone in her feelings either.

This only deepened the confusion of the Deity Race. Usually, the subordinates would realize the foolishness of their leader. But this time… they were actually backing him? Nothing seemed to make sense.

Three Emperor Dragons snaked into the skies, their towering heads almost becoming obscured by the clouds above.

Their roars sounded the rise of an ancient kingdom, as though a long-lost deity had risen from the ashes, ready to force the world to remember its name.

That was right, out of tens of thousands, millions, even, of wyverns, only three succeeded. The others failed in the best cases… and in the worst, they died in the attempt to cross over.

However, what was left were three mighty serpents with aged gazes that bore into one's soul. The bones of their skulls formed into bumps and grooves that became reminiscent of a crown of scales and bone. Their bodies stretched for over a kilometer, looming over the battlefield like the rulers of an era.

In the legends of the mortal world, the World Serpent existed between the ethereal and reality, wrapping itself around Earth and causing earthquakes with a quiver of its body.

The truth of their abilities, however, was far more fearsome than this. They were known as World Serpents for a reason…

The Ancient Battlefield shuddered.

Suddenly, the Overlords of the Deity Race furrowed their brows. They suddenly realized that no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't stretch their senses past the immediately ten-

kilometer radius!

"Impossible… Manipulating the space of this prison is beyond even the means of three facet Overlords."

The Deity confusion became seriousness in an instant. He had exited the Clan alone because he simply didn't believe others needed to take action. Him as a lone two facet Overlord should be capable of handling this with ease.

But now he understood the gravity of the situation. He may have not been a soul path cultivator, but his Divine Sense was still beyond what normal means could confine. He could faintly feel that this wasn't a barrier… But rather an entirely new world! It was as though they had left the mortal plane and entered an entirely new plane!

With a thought, the sharp SHIIIIING of his metallic wings spreading was like the first shot fired in the war. To the outside world, however, it was like the Deity Clan had simply disappeared from the face of the Ancient Battlefield.

The Diety Race Overlord bounded toward Madeleine.

"Hey, who said you were fighting my wife?" Dyon asked with alight smile.

Before the Deity Race Overlord could react Dyon had appeared before him in a flash, catching him completely off guard.

In the mind of the Deity Race Overlord, even the strongest Peak Dao Experts throughout history were only as powerful as Fallen at best. How could he ever guess that Dyon could leap not just that half realm, but three realms even surpassing it?!

BOOM!

A palm and wing collided, but while the Deity Race Overlord remained at its position, Dyon was forced to take several steps backward in the air.

Despite the result, though, it was the Deity Race Overlord with the apprehensive expression.

Dyon shook his hand as though massaging some wrist pain away.

"Is it just you?" Dyon asked curiously. "Because if so, this will be much more boring than I thought."

Even as Dyon spoke, the Mortal Army below launched their assault. With an Overlord in Madeleine leading the way, those below the Overlord Realm were nothing but fodder.

Dyon was no longer in a state where he had to worry about numbers. In the past, he would be thinking of ways to assimilate the Deities into his army. But, the current him couldn't be bothered to care. Why rely on others when his Mortal Empire citizens had grown to such a level?