The upper plane, the Pure Land, the Heart of the Demon Realm.

In a brilliant palace that cannot be described in words, a beautiful and dazzling goddess is slowly weaving the strange network in her hands. She saw that his hands seemed to have infinite magic power. Just stretched out her hand and pulled out silk threads that looked like fishing nets.

And He shines out his brilliance, looking for nodes among the threads, constantly sewing and strengthening.

He has been doing this work for a long time, and for a long time, he has forgotten the passage of time, or the passage of time has actually no meaning to Him.

Originally, He would sit here for a day, but a little strange light broke through the limitations of the kingdom of God and also broke through His concentration.

He raised his head slightly, and a little light fell in the air in his hands. After reading the message, his beautiful eyes seemed to have a moment of delight.

In the void, there was a soft whisper: "Is this Atlantis?

Another plane that is about to be reborn!"

...

Upper plane, Olympus, the Kingdom of the God of War.

This is a huge Colosseum, a tall man burning with hatred and always with anger on his face, waving his half-body spear in his hand, fighting with a group of burly warriors.

Although he fought against hundreds of powerful warriors alone, he did not retreat at all.

He has the ultimate skill, the dexterity of pace, the rapid speed, and the fierceness of fighting is even more violent like a madman.

He leaped in the crowd, and every blow was filled with terrible power. Even the fierceness of these warriors could not stop His casual blow.

His pace was extremely quick, and at the turn of his steps, he could always avoid key attacks at the critical moment.

However, when a ray of light falling from the sky fell into his hands, it disrupted His rhythm. In an instant, He was ruthlessly slashed at least by the weapons of at least ten burly warriors.

I saw swords dancing and blood splattering.

Even He roared in pain at this moment. He roared and waved his weapons, brought out violent waves of air, and directly drove nearly a hundred warriors from the Colosseum.

In the entire Colosseum, He was the only one standing in the blink of an eye, but He was not at all uncomfortable, but frowned slightly and received the message in his mind.

After a moment, He suddenly smiled, tilted his head and murmured softly: "Is the demon army of Atlantis? The six-armed snake demon queen, this is a good opponent!"

Suddenly, he raised his weapon in his hand and the roar spread throughout the arena: "War! War!"

So, in the stands, countless warriors also roared: "War, God of War, Ares! Ares!!!"

...

The underworld, the kingdom of the dead.

Grey and dead silence are the eternal themes of the underworld. Every piece of land here is paved with the bones of the dead, and every inch of the soil here carries the soul of the dead.

This is a world without color, with only black and white and eternal silence.

On the endless gray and white earth, an ancient castle stands in it, so conspicuous, and the owner of this castle, the gods who control death and sleep, are even more attentive.

At this moment, the extremely young god was looking at the books, looking very seriously, until he stopped on a certain page, and his eyes seemed to be staring for a long time before he whispered: "Death is the ultimate destination of all beings, and sleep is what all the dead should do.

Atlantis, this will eventually be a plane reborn in death and sleep!”

...

At the same time, in the upper plane, the twin paradise, the Lord of Dawn slowly lowered the reins of the sun carriage in his hand, thinking about something...

The upper plane, the heart of spells, the great master of thoughts, and the god of psychic Panther laughed out loud, thinking...

The upper plane, the Pure Land, the Heart of the Demon Realm, and the Ancestor of the Mage went to the palace of the magic goddess Mistera while the street light was shining, and visited the routine...

...

If we look at it from the perspective of the entire Atlantis, everything that happens underground in the Holy City will definitely be recorded in history, because it will be destined to change the historical direction of the entire plane.

But at this moment, no one knew about it.

No matter how violent the fluctuations in the underground space were, they were tightly pressed into a very small range by the twelve statues of gods. Even in Jerusalem above the underground space, the twelve pastors standing at the top of their faith did not notice it at all.

But outside the plane, the twelve gods who were above each put down their work and became busy with this.

A complete plane, a main material plane that is about to be destroyed and reborn, with infinite possibilities, cannot be ignored even if it is as noble as them.

So, at some point, the most mysterious place in the multiverse, the core place of all true gods, in the Pantheon, the will of twelve gods, came and a meeting of the gods began.

...

Deep in the multiverse, in the pantheon.

Twelve great wills were constantly clashing and colliding, and they were constantly communicating information and negotiating affairs. Finally, after a majestic but gentle voice like morning light sounded in the other eleven great wills.

"Since everyone has made a decision, then take action."

"The great god of war Ares, Kranvo, the god of death, and Panther, the god of psionic energy, please focus part of your attention on the Wanyuan Plain.

We need to fight the six-armed snake demon queen to be more intense, so that we can restrain some of His troops."

"Okay! I can guarantee that He cannot draw more demon legions from the plains of Wan Abyss."

“This is very simple!”

"I agree!" The three gods agreed very simply:

"The great lady of wealth, Hephaestus, God of Forging, Azus, God of Mage, I remember you had conflicts with the monarch of the beast, and Buffetmen, the king of the Taurus, in certain planes?

Then, please start the war so that He has no time to take care of him.”

"Can!"

"Okay!" Several more gods agreed:

"The great god of storm, Taros, the lady of Immortal Revenge, you can..."

“Another, great…”

In the subsequent period, this great existence made some arrangements, all of which made some gestures in the wars of other planes in exchange for Atlantis' advantage.

And at the end, after a slight pause, He said again: "The reopened plane is like a newborn pasture.

And we, who have remained firm in the Dharma-Ending Age, have spent countless resources and even cut off a little divine nature to maintain the twelve gods given by the magical arts, will surely become the supreme master of this brand new pasture.

So, for the key, please do your best!!!”

"Finally, please send a clone to the Atlantis plane. We need to prepare for the follow-up and also tell the evil abyss demons.

Gods are coming soon!”

"So, their end is not far away!"

...

Outside the barrier of the Atlantis plane, an uninvited guest came at some point. His whole body was shrouded in fog and it was difficult to see his appearance clearly, but his behavior was elegant and beautiful, showing that He was a woman.

He stopped outside the plane barrier without any extra movement. He just silenced for a long time before stretching out a slender and fair jade hand and slowly hit the plane barrier in the hazy white light.

So, it was as if there was inexplicable power that gently tapped on the strange "spider web" that had been arranged long ago. The layers of ripples were suddenly raised and down with this place as a dot, causing layers of ripples to spread to the distance.

That is, the magic net that has been silent for countless years is rhythmic!

As a result, the whole of Atlantis was also shaking.

...

In the plane, a rotten, withered, and stinky swamp deep in the plane, a six-armed snake demon who was lying in the mud and seemed weak suddenly raised his head.

There were six eyeballs on His head, flashing constantly, emitting evil, irritable, and bloodthirsty light, but still could not hide His anger and restlessness.

"Here, come, I know that these poisonous snakes hiding behind the scenes will never miss this opportunity!

Damn it, you must never let them come down, you must never, otherwise my safety will not be guaranteed. No, this will definitely not work!"

...

On the other side, a terrifying abyss magnificent with horns, which seemed to be burned by flames and smelled of sulfur, a terrifying abyss magnificent man with horns also looked up at the sky.

His eyes were bright red, bloodthirsty but clear. In his bloody mouth, half of the human body was still chewing, and a vague voice came from His mouth: "Okay, really good, the great monarch of the beast was right. This plane has some good things to swallow, and endless wars.

I'm right, it's really right!

But, hehe, what you think about is too beautiful, right?

There are not so many good things, I have to teach you a lesson."

...

Somewhere, in a dark and silent castle, a figure in a black robe holding a skeleton staff made a low sound like metal friction: "Gaga, are you saying hello?

The miscellaneous people from the upper plane always want to pick the fruits of others' victory, so it is better to start first, and then to get into trouble. I have to give them a ruthless one.

So what should I do?

Ah? This is not my own business, so let’s join forces with the other two idiots!

Then, the holy city, Jerusalem, right? It should be destroyed!"

As he said that, His will began to extend outward and he easily came into contact with the other two visitors from the abyss.

Then, in the fierce collision of will, a consultation that no one else could know began.

...
To be continued...