CHAPTER 386: 264 THE CRIME OF THE SCORCHING SUN (6K, SECOND UPDATE)

Just as the gods were slowly developing and building the world, an uninvited guest intruded.

The enormous vortex appeared out of thin air, shattering the world’s tranquility, like a ferocious giant beast, crazily devouring the surrounding void.

Unknown deities from other worlds crossed over.

They attempted to compete with the Ancient Gods for the newly sprouted saplings.

Their power was stronger than most of the newborn Divine Spirits.

Except for the one who approached them.

The Sun God moved fearlessly forward, causing darkness to rapidly melt away like snow meeting a warm sun.

As they advanced,

The vortex originally hidden under the shroud of darkness gradually revealed its true form—a Stacked Continent with unknown layers, constantly changing.

Upon that continent lay a desolate and evil scene, filled with various creatures that looked bizarre yet familiar to Herbert, roaming and fighting on the land.

Some creatures, resembling Demons, had twisted forms, sharp claws, blood-red eyes, and emitted horrifying roars.

Others seemed more like Demons, surrounded by an aura of darkness, flapping colossal wings while circling in the air, occasionally attacking those creatures that appeared to be Demons.

Even with the arrival of the Sun God, the battles between them did not cease, still attempting to smash brains—whether their own or the opponent’s.

The entire continent was covered with lava, filled with an eerie dark red hue.

The Sun God’s eyes calmly gazed at the land corrupted by evil, extending their arms to release endless Divine Power.

Golden light like meteors fell, rushing towards the Fallen land.

In the light’s illumination, those creatures struggled painfully and emitted piercing screams, with many evil entities gradually dissipating under the Holy Power of purification, turning into wisps of black smoke.

Their purification efforts seemed to achieve remarkable success, with most of the evil forces eliminated, giving the Fallen land a chance for rebirth.

Yet just when everything seemed favorable, the deity from the Otherworld, who had been lurking in the shadows, acted while the Sun God was unaware.

In merely an instant, shadows encompassed the sun.

All light vanished.

And when the light returned, Herbert witnessed an astonishing sight.

A massive wound appeared on the sun, a grievous scar as if bleeding!

The Sun God suffered a severe blow.

Their radiance dimmed, their form teetering on the brink of collapse.

Yet they still did not depart, continuing to exhaust every effort to disperse light and heat, attempting to purify that Fallen land.

But everyone knew that if the Sun God persisted in this course, the only result would be total fall.

And if even the Sun God fell, everything in this world would collapse as a result of the subsequent chain reactions brought by their demise.

At this moment of crisis, a Divine Spirit stood forth.

The Companion Goddess, who was born alongside the Sun God, the ever-quiet and gentle Moon Goddess, arrived at the Sun God’s side and kicked them away.

Already weakened to the utmost, the Sun God didn’t resist but fell into unconsciousness completely.

Afterward, the Moon Goddess took the Sun God’s place and willingly bore their wounds.

As the Moon Goddess embraced everything, the forces of backlash transferred onto her.

She seemed stabbed by a bloody blade, her pristine form engulfed in blood—thus was born the Blood Moon.

And the deity lurking in darkness did not make another move, whether they fell in battle with the Sun God or were similarly severely wounded, unable to emerge.

But regardless of life or death, the state of that being was certainly poor.

For soon, the Stacked Continent, deprived of its support, could no longer maintain balance in the void, slowly crashing towards the continent below!

The gods attempted to intercept, but their powers were far too weak to halt the mightier force.

They could only watch as the two continents collided with a mountain-crushing momentum.

Herbert witnessed it all with his own eyes.

In a split second, heaven and earth changed color.

The immense impact and collision of the two continents unleashed catastrophic destruction!

Earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, tsunamis...all kinds of natural disasters descended simultaneously, flames soared, sea surfaces boiled and surged, and the earth split into cracks.

Countless lives vanished amid the calamities.

Even gods fell amidst this disaster, with more than half perishing.

The world seemed to face annihilation.

However... at the moment of destruction, miracles subtly occurred.

The two continents, after fierce collision, did not completely shatter but slowly fused in a way beyond anyone’s comprehension.

Amidst endless destruction and death, ultimate vitality was born.

Evil and righteous forces intertwined, tangled, and contended.

Over the long eras, the distinctly different powers gradually reached a subtle balance.

With the birth of new life, Herbert once again gazed upon the sun.

Was it a new sun?

Herbert did not know.

But the sun rose as always.

Only now, the revived sun was no longer as grand as initially, having lost much of its power and appearing more serene.

At the same time, it seemed less pure and stable than before.

Herbert noted one thing.

Under the eye-catching radiant brilliance, the massive grievous scar still seemed visible.

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