chapter 311 part 2
"The Otherworld visitor named Shuma-Gorath has entered The Bleed. It even paused for a moment. This means it's very curious about The Bleed. Perhaps in the other multiverse, there is no such high-dimensional energy as The Bleed that envelops countless universes?"
"Hehehe, no Source Wall, no Bleed, could it be that there isn't even a Sphere of Gods? Just a perfectly whole multiverse? Such a world truly fills me with anticipation."
"I'm watching you all. Don't even think about trying to negotiate privately with Shuma-Gorath, or even starting a conflict! It doesn't matter what command it received from the God of Xenomorphs to go specifically to Universe 7!"
The gods' eyes glinted fiercely as they watched each other with ferocious vigilance, splitting into one group after another according to their worlds and pantheons.
"Ares, your state has been off ever since you came to the Main Universe. Were you provoked by the God of Xenomorphs? Back when Thanoseid first entered the Main Universe, you seemed to show an extraordinary degree of attention to it."
Artemis stared at Ares's every move. Athena and other gods also looked over. Many among the Old Gods who knew Ares were fixing their gazes on this God of War.
It was common knowledge that the higher the intensity and scale of a war, the stronger Ares's strength became. Take the current situation for example: from the time Du Wa was still a Cosmic Celestial all the way to now, the great wars he had triggered were extremely frequent. Ares had been staying in the Main Universe for years; there was no telling how much strength he had accumulated.
Moreover, with full-scale contact with the Otherworld imminent, it was impossible to specifically assess how powerful Ares would become. Perhaps... he might even reach Zeus's level?
"Mind your own business. Don't get yourselves killed by the powerful gods from the Otherworld." Ares couldn't be bothered with these guys. His mind was currently filled with devouring beings like Zeus, Odin, Jupiter, and the Skyfather, recreating the glory of The One, and seizing the great power to shatter the Source Wall.
At that time, the New Gods, the Old Gods, they would all be bullshit. The likes of the God of Xenomorphs, Du Wa, wouldn't even be worth a second glance from him. The Otherworld channel would be even more laughable. If he had already shattered the Source Wall and embraced the Source beyond, would he still worry about not being able to go to other multiverses?
He could go wherever he wanted!
The aura emanating from Ares grew increasingly oppressive, bursting with emotions of rage, bloodlust, and madness.
In any case, Zeus was very satisfied with what he saw. Ares was truly a sharp blade to be plunged into the Otherworld.
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Universe 7.
This was an unremarkable universe, but with the arrival of Shuma-Gorath, the original order began to collapse on the spot.
Individuals who had become Xenomorphs were fine, as they could naturally resist the corrosion of the unspeakable. But the other natives were out of luck, falling into depravity and corruption in droves.
All kinds of flesh, limbs, and facial features proliferated chaotically, and their minds were subjected to pollution.
Either become a Xenomorph or become a creature of Cthulhu; there was no third path.
"Oh? This universe's hero team is still putting up a stubborn resistance? Right, Superman seems very special, with an unusually intimate connection to the universe... I've never seen such an example in the Seventh Multiverse."
Shuma-Gorath completely ignored the heroes of Universe 7, as well as the actions of the local heroes who were frantically using magic and technology to fight the corruption.
"The Malicious Nobles, this is it. A group of things that have already been covered up, with some slight similarities to me... They're actually not completely dead? What's with this power of ultimate darkness?"
As Shuma-Gorath reached out, it felt the lingering aura of The Empty Hand and was greatly shaken. This was a level of darkness it had never encountered before, completely impossible to fathom or estimate, yet it possessed a fatal, natural attraction that made it subconsciously draw closer.
"Calm down. Do you want to become a part of The Great Darkness?" Du Wa's cold warning appeared in Shuma-Gorath's thoughts just in time.
"The Great Darkness... Could it be a Deity comparable to the Living Tribunal? By openly chanting Its name like this, won't you be detected by It?" Shuma-Gorath was frightened and uneasy.
"It doesn't matter. Every move we make is already part of the struggle between Light and Darkness. This is the mainstream of this world. That's why I must find a way to stand in a higher position and break free from Their concepts as early as possible."
Du Wa didn't waste energy explaining the level of The Great Darkness to Shuma-Gorath, merely urging it to pull out the Malicious Nobles as quickly as possible.
The Empty Hand, a hand of The Great Darkness, had already abandoned the Malicious Nobles, but Du Wa would not.
Through Shuma-Gorath's efforts, the Malicious Nobles soon saw the light of day again. The moment they appeared, the intense malice they emitted caused the life forms already struggling against the corruption to feel an intense, instinctual discomfort.
"Finally, we have awakened once more!"
"The great Empty Hand has not abandoned us! We can still... What is this eye? Is it a brand new Malicious Noble created by the great Empty Hand? But it's so different from us..."
The Malicious Nobles were stunned, shocked by Shuma-Gorath's mass and evil, and were immediately struck with a sense of inferiority.
Shuma-Gorath ferociously waved its tentacles, binding the Malicious Nobles one by one and dragging them into its body.
"W-Wait, what are you doing?!"
"Does The Empty Hand permit you to do this??"
"I am the Filth Thought Ghost King, leader of the Malicious Nobles! I want to talk to you!"
The Filth Thought Ghost King shouted as he split open his own eye and pulled out the Enthrallment Device, intending to deal a fatal blow to Shuma-Gorath, but of course, he failed.
"A God of Stories, just like Loki? Hmph, so you relied on this divine artifact. Was this also given to you by that Empty Hand? Now it's mine, no, it belongs to Du Wa!"
Shuma-Gorath sneered. With every Malicious Noble it devoured, its mass increased. In the end, it easily snatched the Enthrallment Device.
The Filth Thought Ghost King's face was a mask of despair. Without the Enthrallment Device, he had no way to kill Shuma-Gorath, and if Shuma-Gorath didn't die, he couldn't use the Anti-Death Equation.
At that moment, Du Wa stretched out his hand, crossing the vast distance of space-time to seize the Filth Thought Ghost King.
"Are you worried that the combat tactics you once excelled at no longer work? Don't be. That will soon change. I just need to kill you with the Anti-Life Equation, then use your own Anti-Death Equation to resurrect you... and feed you to Shuma-Gorath."
(end of chapter)