Chapter 222

Chapter 222: Breaking the Boundaries Between Gods and Mortals!

Bubble World "Canaan."

If the world of Canaan seemed unfamiliar, it was better known as Bubble World "Bismuth."

This world was very special—it was extremely young.

So young that the Will of the World had not formed yet; so it hadn’t grown in size or Crystal Walls.

But amazingly, in this young Bubble World, a strong native civilization had risen and reached a high level.

Sadly, because the Will of the World was still vague and not fully shaped, the Order deity guarding Canaan was weak too.

This weak and missing deity actually helped Canaan’s civilization grow fast in culture and tech. The locals achieved in a thousand years what took other bubble worlds thousands or tens of thousands of years.

Yet without the Will of the World to keep the Crystal Walls strong, and no deity to fight off chaos spies and demons, Canaan was fragile against the Chaotic Forces.

When the Triton Empire’s army of mortals and fleet faced a heavy hit, and deities joined the fight, the tide turned hard against them.

Mortals, no matter how hard they struggled, could not stand against the Chaos Demon God.

This was the belief of all chaos deities.

That belief was once solid, like a "Wall of Sighs" between mortals and gods.

But now, in the same Bubble World "Bismuth," once called Bubble World "Canaan," that "Wall of Sighs" had a thin crack!

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The Chaos Demon Gods stood like mountains far off, lining up one by one.

This setup looked like a "firing squad."

Though it seemed silly, most big god battles ended up this way.

The gods formed a line to rain forbidden spells on the enemy army of mortals like cannon fire.

If the other side had deities too, this straight line helped them make a steady anti-magic zone, fighting the enemy demon god’s spells and messing with their casting.

If the enemy deity failed to hold on, and the anti-magic barrier broke, the Chaos Demon Gods could freely blast forbidden spells, crushing the enemy’s mortal troops.

Then the demon legion, like a flood, would rush in to distract the enemy deities, clearing a path for the Chaos Demon God. At that point, killing the Order deity was easy.

If the enemy army of mortals fell first, the demon legion would quickly bother the enemy’s deities. Then, the enemy deity would get distracted, and the magic suppression fight would lean toward chaotic magic.

The domino effect kicked in, and the battlefield crumbled instantly.

But that day, things changed.

"How could this be…"

"This… how could this be!?"

Blais’s subordinate officials stared at the neat army of mortals before them, watching the battle go badly, shocked.

The Chaos Demon Gods stuck in Bubble World "Bismuth," now masterless, felt no sadness.

These beings, tied by greed, even as deities, had no feelings like friendship.

Their master’s fall meant they lost the "big tree" that sheltered them, but it also meant they were free… free.

They could go their own ways.

Many powerful and ambitious subordinate officials departed to serve other Chaos Demon Gods.

With their strength, they could secure favorable positions under new masters.

But more demon gods—lesser, weaker ones—chose to remain and claim this "Bubble World" as their own.

These minor deities harbored no grand ambitions, seeking only to live quietly behind closed doors.

Such comfort seemed attainable.

Though individually weak, their collective presence sufficed to suppress and rule the mortals.

Moreover, the Triton Empire’s remnants provided a ruling class; through its colonizers, the lesser Chaos Demon Gods could indirectly govern this world, becoming its worshipped gods!

Yet dreams clashed with reality.

Stealthy "armored warriors" infiltrated this world.

They spread the power system called "Holy Light from the Sun" among the oppressed "Bismuth people."

Soon, rebel forces sprang up everywhere. They waged guerrilla warfare across the vast land, raiding and assassinating Triton colonial officials.

When chaos spiraled beyond control and the Chaos Demon Gods prepared to intervene, these cunning rebels vanished like ghosts under the armored warriors’ leadership.

As time passed, matters worsened.

Organized legions of fearsome "armored warriors" were projected into the "Bubble World."

They brought heavy equipment, even a "biologized" "avatar body."

Empowered by reinforcements, the Bismuth rebels and armored warriors grew weary of petty tactics like raids and guerrilla warfare.

They began confronting the Triton Empire’s colonial legions head-on, launching full-scale annihilation battles!

Like today’s decisive clash!

"Blood sacrifice for the Giant God! [Skulls] Offerings to the divine throne!"

"Blood sacrifice for the Giant God! [Skulls] Offerings to the divine throne!"

On the battlefield, countless armored warriors led scattered yet dense squads, advancing steadily amid thunderous war cries.

Louder than their shouts roared the magic cannons.

Countless specks of light rained down, erupting into golden sparks upon impact.

These were munitions of condensed "Holy Light from the Sun"—harming allies only with shockwaves and minimal shrapnel.

Yet Triton Empire soldiers, corrupted by Chaos Energy, burned mercilessly in holy flames!

When the Chaos Demon Gods sought to exploit the enemy’s lack of deities by casting forbidden spells…

"Buzz—!"

Powerful magic ripples disrupted their magic circuits.

A golden halo materialized above the armored warriors and mortal soldiers—a fusion of mortal wills, shaped by human hope, imagination, and emotion.

It rose like a sun, illuminating warriors with morale and strength while suppressing the Chaos Demon Gods’ magic as a deity would.

Within that halo, a heartbeat pulsed; a slumbering giant beast stirred.

Its will radiated such power that merely opening its eyes rattled the lesser demon gods’ minds!

The Chaos Demon Gods recoiled in terror.

"Damn it!"

"How is this possible!?"

"Even if…"

The Chaos Demon God left his thought unfinished. He meant: Even if they were weak, surely they could overpower mortal magic!

So…

Why couldn’t they!?

At this critical moment, the blood octopus Outer God brought tidings:

"He comes! He comes!"

"Your new master arrives! New master!"

"The Fifty-Sixth Seat of the Chaos Council! Fifty-Sixth Seat!"

"Terrifying! Terrifying!"

Finally—good news.