# Chapter 490: The Pantheon Besieged
They were completely unaware that the gods they believed in were already unable to protect themselves.
The Old Demon Dragon, with a body size of over a hundred kilometers, flapped its thirteen pairs of Dragon Wings, hovering in front of the Pantheon and completely blocking the Gate radiating golden light.
In front of the Pantheon, a massive army composed of millions of Heroic Spirit Soldiers, Church Knights, and believers lined up in neat formations, adopting a stance of fighting to the death.
In the Old Demon Dragon's dragon eyes, an evil black light flickered. After it had successively devoured over a dozen gods who didn't know their life and death, those gods were like turtles shrinking into their shells, no longer daring to show their heads, only sending out their believers to their deaths.
Looking at the Church Knights and Heroic Spirit Soldiers standing in formation in front of the Pantheon, the Old Demon Dragon let out a piercing dragon roar towards the sky.
In front of it, a black line flashed past, followed by the sudden appearance of thousands of Dragon Liches wearing robes. Beneath the cloaks and robes of these Dragon Liches, green fire burned fiercely in their white bone eye sockets.
As these thousands of Dragon Liches simultaneously waved their dragon bone staffs, chanting Dragon Language Magic, a giant Vortex hundreds of kilometers in diameter suddenly appeared above the Pantheon.
Within that Vortex, countless bone fragments trailing long black smoke rained down on every corner around the Pantheon.
The Pantheon seemed to instantly turn into a giant garbage dump, constantly being filled with junk.
As the white bone increased, a powerful Necromantic Aura instantly permeated the entire sky above the Pantheon. The screams of countless Yin Souls and malevolent spirits were practically dragging the souls of the living directly from their bodies, dragging them directly into Hell.
Black smoke carried Skeleton Soldiers raining down from the sky, smashing into the defending Formation. Amidst the miserable cries, it was unknown how many people were smashed until their heads were broken and blood flowed by these Skeleton Soldiers, Abominations, and gargoyles.
What was even more serious was that these black smoke carried a distinct Death Aura. Anyone scratched by undead like Skeleton Soldiers, walking corpses, or Abominations, their wounds would quickly turn green, purple, black, and rot!
However, that magnificent Pantheon had been perfected by the gods over thousands of years and was empowered with many Divine Arts and magic.
The defending Knights standing in formation in the golden light in front of the Pantheon, as long as they still had a breath left, weren't unlucky enough to be directly smashed to death, or directly devoured alive by those undead creatures, the wounds on their bodies were also rapidly healing.
And those undead creatures that landed in front of the Pantheon, or directly smashed onto the Pantheon, bathed in the golden light, were instantly like falling into concentrated sulfuric acid and were directly corroded into a mass of black smoke.
However, the Old Demon Dragon did not intend to flatten the Pantheon simply by throwing junk. It leisurely sharpened its dragon claws!
Soon, as the thousands of Dragon Liches' magic was completed, masses of black mist gathered. In the areas covered by the black smoke, countless phosphorescence began to flicker. Gradually, these flickering phosphorescence formed a giant Magic Array.
Countless black light shot down from the sky. Each black light that landed immediately transformed into a Death Knight riding a skeleton horse!
Unlike the magic that exiled Thanos's Fleet, what these Dragon Liches chanted together was a giant Undead Summoning Magic Array.
A continuous stream of Undead Forces were summoned together by these Dragon Liches to the front of the Pantheon.
The Undead Abyss was an extremely special existence even among the nine hundred and ninety-nine layers of the Abyss World. Firstly, its area was vast. How vast was it?
Even the Old Demon Dragon didn't know just how large the Undead Abyss truly was. The undead world covered in white bone, looking out, truly seemed to have no end.
The vast undead world also had no true ruler. Higher-level undead creatures marked out their own territories in this undead paradise. These existences who claimed territory as kings were called Undead Lords.
The strength of these Undead Lords varied. They devoured and hunted each other in the Undead Abyss. The powerful ones among them could rival true Hell Lords, while the weaker ones, such as Skeleton Generals, were not even as strong as some mid-level demonic creatures.
The reason the Undead Abyss was special, besides its vast area, was another reason: it had a very special rule.
As long as one was willing to pay the sacrificial offering and the price and possessed the magic power for summoning, anyone, regardless of race, could summon the undying undead within the Undead Abyss.
As long as an undead creature accepted the sacrificial offering, they would receive a connection from the Summoning Formation in their consciousness. Of course, these undead could also refuse to be summoned.
However, the temptation of the Material World for those undead was no less than the greedy craving of those demons for human souls.
Therefore, once a Necromancer activated a Summoning Magic Array, the existences in the Undead Abyss practically rushed to answer the call, their enthusiasm far exceeding that of graduating students applying for jobs during graduation season.
And just recently, the Old Demon Dragon had just fed hundreds of millions of flesh and blood portions into the Undead Abyss. Hundreds of Undead Lords and the undead creatures under their command joined this feast.
And now, these undead creatures all appeared within the Summoning Magic Array!
Thus, under the nearly despairing gaze of the Heroic Spirit Legion and Church Knights, an unimaginably vast number of Undead Legion surged out from the Magic Array, swarming towards them.
"My God!"
A warrior with a muscular build and an alligator head looked at the approaching nearly a million Death Knights covered in black armor, wrapped in thick Death Aura, with bloodlight flickering in their eyes.
The appearance of these Death Knights even caused the golden light emanating from the Pantheon to dim.
Amidst the sound of hooves, these Death Knights charged into the sky, wrapped in Ghost Fire and Yin Wind, charging towards the main Gate of the Pantheon.
As subordinates of a certain Desert God, the alligator warrior could even clearly hear the desperate gasps and loud prayers of countless companions beside him. Clearly, they were also terrified!
"No, no, no, don't be afraid! The great God Sobek is protecting us!"
The alligator warrior beside him saw his companion's hesitation, extended his elbow and nudged him, comforting him.
"Right! The great God Sobek is protecting us!"
The alligator warrior subconsciously looked back. The main Gate of the magnificent Pantheon was tightly shut, with no sign of opening at all.
When he turned his head back, the sound of the Death Knights' Nightmare iron hooves was already close.
"Hoo hoo hoo—"
Amidst the loud sounds of the Formation, the Church Knights in the first row had already raised the heavy giant shields in their hands, blocking with heavy shields that were half a person thick, forming an indestructible mountain of shields.
At the same time, accompanied by 'bang bang bang bang' sounds, grey feathers scattered across the sky. The believers of the Eagle God, Sky God, and Feathered Serpent God spread the wings on their backs, flew into the sky, displaying their strongest Combat Mode.
The million-strong Undead Forces let out a roar like a steam whistle. Those Death Knights adopted the heavy cavalry charge formation. The speed of the Nightmares beneath them in the sky was no slower than these winged non-humanity races.
The heavy spears, guns, and battle swords in their hands, due to the high-speed charge, emitted sharp Ghost howls in the sky! Intense wind sounds echoed within an area of several hundred kilometers.
As the Nightmare iron hooves of those Death Knights trampled past, the war spears of the Death Knights in the front row were impaling the bodies of several birdmen.
Grey and white figures passed like mountains. Amidst the waves, layers, and surges of undead charges, the sky was filled with falling white, grey, and black feathers.
Of course, many Death Knights also fell on the path of the charge, but compared to the massive numbers of the Undead Legion, these fallen Death Knights could only be considered insignificant ripples in the tide.
Among the believers of these gods, there were experts. Some feathered people displayed strength completely comparable to ordinary Six-winged Angels. Even within the entire Marvel Universe, they were existences comparable to first-rate Superheroes.
But their numbers were simply too small, or rather, the numbers of those Death Knights were simply too many! Beside every feathered person and eagle person, there were at least a dozen Death Knights entangled with them. Those Demigod Heroes with formidable Blood Qi had to directly face the charge of dozens, or even nearly a hundred Death Knights!
The Death Knights riding Nightmare Steeds, under the high-speed charge, the spears in their hands could even unleash force sufficient to split mountains and shatter stones.
Hundreds of spears stabbing down, even if a Demigod level Hero was here, they would suffer bitter defeat! In front of the waves of charges from the massive Battle Formation, individual bravery seemed to have no effect at all.
One must know that not long ago, nearly half of those Ironhide Canned Foods that were exiled into the Undead Abyss by the Old Demon Dragon fell under the charge of these Death Knights. Although those feathered people, eagle people, and angels, under the commander of their respective demigods, frantically flapped their wings, trying to avoid the charge of these Death Knights.
But as they flew in The Void, they realized they had underestimated the speed of the Nightmare Steeds ridden by these Death Knights.
Soon, their heads were covered by hooves burning with fierce Green Fire. Boom!
The Nightmare iron hooves mercilessly trampled the corpses of those birdmen underfoot. The massive Death Knight Forces launched a charge towards the Formation at the main Gate of the Pantheon.
Within the Vortex above the Pantheon, countless undead creatures also rained down like raindrops. Hundreds of Bone Dragons circled above the Formation. These Bone Dragons sprayed a breath attack.
A foul wind blew fiercely in the air. Masses of grey and white Dragon Breath smashed into the defending Formation in front of the Pantheon.
Those grey and white Undead Breath Attacks seemed to possess a powerful Death Aura. As long as they were touched by it, the defending warriors and Church Knights of various races would immediately be corroded into undead creatures, screaming Strange Cries and attacking their companions beside them.
Coupled with the undead creatures pouring down like rain from above their heads, the defending Legion in front of the Pantheon quickly fell into chaos, and the Death Knight Legion also charged forward at this moment.
The alligator person holding a battle axe looked back at the tightly shut Gate of the Pantheon, looking at the Pantheon where even the golden light had dimmed under the Death Aura, and looking at the Death Knights pressing down like a mountain.
The alligator person threw away the battle axe in their hand, turned around and ran!
And its running away was like pulling back a curtain. The entire defending Legion was like a castle built of sand on a beach; as soon as the tide came, it collapsed with a crash, scattering and fleeing in all directions.
After all, even the gods themselves hid inside the Pantheon, shrinking back and not daring to come out when facing these undead creatures. Could they still expect this group of believers to fight to the death!
With the Death Knights as the vanguard, countless undead gathered in front of the Pantheon, constantly impacting this palace. Under the shaking of the tidal wave of undead sea, even this palace said to be guarded by the gods was constantly shaking.
Inside the Pantheon, giant figures were seated on their respective thrones. These gods were all members of the Pantheon. A small portion of them were from Earth, they were the losers who competed with the Ancient One and Odin for the authority of Earth.
Most of the other gods were New Gods who had successively joined the Pantheon over the past few thousand years. Of course, 'New' here referred to the time they joined the Pantheon.
Although Earth was indeed the center of the Universe in some sense, Earth was after all just a Habitable Planet in the Material World.
The Habitable Planets in the Universe were as vast as the sands of the Ganges, their numbers were unimaginable. Among these Habitable Planets, even if one deity was born for every ten thousand Habitable Planets, the number of these gods was also a huge figure.
The Pantheon had always pursued an isolated hedonism of forming alliances for self-preservation. They rarely interfered with the processes in the Universe, so they didn't make many enemies. Those who knew and understood them, no one would think of provoking this group of gods with considerable strength.
But at this moment, the panic on the faces of these gods was almost visible to the naked eye. The situation Outside the Pantheon clearly filled these gods with inexplicable terror.
Who exactly was it? Who dared to besiege the Pantheon?
They actually dared to block the Gate of the Pantheon. How did they find the coordinates of the Pantheon? Could it be that those God-Slayers had returned?
Outside the Pantheon, in front of the Golden Gate that was ten thousand meters high, a giant made of countless piled-up skeletons was frantically attacking the Gate.
Several Bone Dragons with body sizes reaching a thousand meters coiled around the Golden Stone Pillars in front of the Pantheon, spraying mouthfuls of grey and white Undead Breath Attacks at the Golden Gate in front of them.
In the sky, swarms of gargoyles flew out, landing on the roof of the Pantheon, and began scratching at the roof tiles with their sharp claws.
Around the Pantheon, the lowest-level Skeleton Soldiers and walking corpses began piling up in front of the Pantheon, stacking up layers of human walls (corpse walls, bone walls).
The weak Skeleton Soldiers, under the golden light emanating from the Pantheon, illuminated by the protective magic and Divine Arts applied to it, immediately collapsed into a pile of white bone, even their Soul Fire was directly extinguished by the golden light.
But these lowest-level undead creatures were like the weeds of the Undead Abyss. Although they were at the bottom layer of the Undead Abyss, they supported the entire Undead Abyss, like the base of a Pyramid.
No one knew how many Skeleton Soldiers there were in the Undead Abyss, just as no one could count how many stars there were in this Universe—ten trillion, tens of trillions—
A sea of bone like a tide surged forward. Not long after, it completely submerged the Pantheon, which was over a thousand li in area and ten thousand meters high.
"Boom!"
Inside the Pantheon, feeling the Pantheon shaking wave after wave, the gods discussed animatedly!
"I heard the one leading Outside is a powerful Hell-Lord!"
"Isn't it the God-Slayers? That's good then, I thought it was that group of madmen again!"
"Are you an idiot? That Demonic Dragon is much more powerful than those God-Slayers. Bastet is said to be the most powerful among the Ennead, wasn't she swallowed whole by that Demonic Dragon!"
"That Demonic Dragon is at least a Skyfather level Existence!"
"Skyfather!? Didn't Hades bring back information that Zeus is already dead? Where are we going to find a Skyfather to deal with this Hell Lord!"
"Although Zeus is already dead, didn't his brother Hades return!?"
"Just him?" The Werewolf Leader God who spoke glanced at the mass of dim black mist floating in the center of the palace, lightly furrowed his eyebrow, and whispered softly to the two-headed god beside him.
"I think this Hades himself is almost finished. Expecting him to save the Pantheon, it would be better for me to be the God King!"
The two heads of the two-headed god shook up and down. One of the heads with a smiling face laughed heartily, showing its teeth: "Woof! You want to be God King? Alright, I'll definitely vote for you!"
The other head of the two-headed god shook left and right, revealing a sinister expression on its face: "Heh heh heh heh—I'll definitely choose you. If your flesh and blood can satisfy the Demonic Dragon blocking the Gate, that would be perfect!"
"Sacrifice one of you to save the entire Pantheon, and we can all still drink wine and dance!"
The Werewolf Leader God gave the two-headed god's sinister head a slap and said angrily: "God King, it's not like I don't know my own limitations. In the Pantheon, ordinary gods like us don't even have the authority to vote!"
"I'm just curious, since Zeus is dead, then who will preside over the Pantheon!"
"Outside, there's a Hell Lord blocking the Gate. No matter who becomes this God King, if they can't deal with that Demonic Dragon Outside, then this God King is a joke!"
"This Underworld King Hades wants to be the Lord of the Pantheon, it depends on whether he has the strength!"
"It's not Hades either!" the white-robed figure woman lying on her side nearby interrupted. This woman had a human appearance, but her body size was over a dozen meters tall, lying on her side there like a wall. Her Japanese attire and makeup, and her face covered in white powder, it could be seen she was from Earth, and should be one of the so-called Eight Million Ghost Gods of Japan.
Judging from her position in the Pantheon, she was clearly also a low-level god who didn't even have the authority to vote.
"Could it be Queen Hera! With her strength plus the support of you Earth gods, she would barely be qualified to ascend the throne of the Pantheon God King!" A god shaped like a Kun with twin fins like wings, hearing the discussion of the few people, also swam over curiously.
"It's not Hera either! I heard Hades recommended a powerful god to become a member of our Pantheon! With the support of Hades' Underworld faction's Influence, that powerful god might directly become a god!"
"Why should he? Didn't Hades already withdraw from the Pantheon long ago? What qualification does he have to recommend new members!"
"So that's why there's this Pantheon public discussion! Originally, we wanted to discuss giving Hades a reply, but we didn't expect the Pantheon to be blocked!"
"Is there such a coincidence? I think there might be some conspiracy in this. I think Hades and that Demonic Dragon Outside are in cahoots!"
The Japan Ghost God with white powder on her face used a several-meter-long round fan to cover half her face. While quietly stating her guess, and through the gap in the fan, she looked towards the side of Hades' divinity, at the Big man who was reaching out to tease a palm-sized Golden Three-Headed Lizard.
That's right, this god said to possess powerful Divine Power, from his appearance, like other gods from Earth, had a human appearance. The arm holding the three-headed lizard, his skin was like bronze, strong and powerful, gleaming under the golden light of the great hall, like a steel statue.
(end of chapter)