Chapter 303

Chapter 303: Accidentally Ruined Another Conspiracy

This occurred before the Aguadoken ichthyosaur’s funeral.

Back then, Trilobite was still examining the battered corpse.

He didn’t know that at the border between the Endless Ether Realm and the Chaos Swamp Realm, countless gods of all sizes were already stirring.

"Have you heard?!"

"Themis!"

"Bubble World Themis!"

The colossal sea god swam through the sea, his swimming limbs churning rapidly. Magical power gathered around these limbs, drawing thin trails across the Ether Sea’s surface.

His mountain-like body rose and fell in the Sea of Ether.

His ordinary swimming created several massive wakes in the Ether Sea. Within these wakes, schools of fishmen-like creatures rode the deity’s current, advancing swiftly.

"Expedition! Expedition!"

"This is the grand expedition!"

"My brave offspring! Behold! What a splendid event!"

Upon a giant beast resembling a "primitive fish," a fishman priest raised his shell-covered scepter, shouting triumphantly.

"Oh—!"

"Great ancestors!"

"Great deity!"

Fishmen perched on the giant beast and riding assorted sea creatures brandished spears, javelins, battleaxes and other mismatched weapons, roaring fervently.

The fishman priest surveyed his offspring, then gazed at the deity’s magnificent form, nodding with confidence.

"Magnificent!"

"This brood of eighteen thousand sons and three hundred daughters—all exceptional!"

These fishmen were egg-layers with external fertilization, and dioecious.

Those surrounding the "deity"—whether riding the giant sea beast or smaller creatures—belonged to one family.

All fishmen shared the scepter-wielding priest as father, while the massive beast carrying most fishmen served as mother.

The "upright frog"-shaped beings were males—the sons. The "primitive fish"-like mounts were females—the daughters.

Though they seemed a harmonious family now, soon the priest would banish his offspring before they developed magical power.

The exiled fishmen would wander the Ether Sea, awakening their magical talents.

Their odds of surviving, finding mates, and beginning anew stood at roughly one in five thousand.

To improve survival, they needed mass migration toward richer waters with fewer vicious beasts and "evil gods!"

The Bubble World had long tempted them.

Now ten fishman families united under their powerful deity, launching an expedition against the shattered Bubble World "Themis."

"That Bubble World held only by mortals and False deities is no match at all!"

"The only obstacle was that the chaos deities had tacitly approved this invasion."

"They even allowed us to use their supply stations along the way!"

This was a pleasant surprise. If the Chaos Demon God did not permit their invasion, it would be all for nothing.

A middle councilor could wipe out their deities and these fishman families in one blow.

But if it was allowed…

“Mortals cannot stop gods!”

“Hahaha…”

“Look!”

“Offspring!”

“The first supply point is here!”

Above the horizon, a giant tree stood proudly.

This tree was so huge that its highest branches reached hundreds of meters above the Ether Sea, into the “void clouds!”

“How amazing!”

“This must be the supply point given to us by the Chaos Demon Gods!”

“Hahaha…”

Some fishman offspring shouted and jumped around in excitement.

As mortal creatures born with their worshipped deities, the fishman offspring had never seen such a grand sight.

They cheered happily, feeling lucky about their choices.

“Useless!”

“Bang!”

The fishman priest hit a little fishman on the head with his scepter for jumping too wildly, laughing and scolding.

This "kind father" took out a pipe from his ragged loincloth and, under the awe and fear in his offspring’s eyes, lit it with magic.

“Whoosh—!”

The smoke hung in the void, then by magic, it formed into a giant tree!

It soared into the clouds, stretching straight into the endless void; it stood over one cloud after another; even the Outer Gods from the Ether resting in the void clouds had to gaze up at the towering tree!

The roots of this giant tree spread out, and in the nearby land rose a “giant tree wall” made of bulbs and branches, holding the rich world within.

“This is the world the guide planned for our great and brave deity!”

“The heavenly kingdom on earth! The promised land!”

“Isn’t it far better than this little supply point before us!?”

“Offspring!”

“Once we take the promised land, I promise each of you can start your own clan!”

The fishman priest’s words made the little fishmen go wild!

“Oh oh oh oh—!”

Cheers soared into the sky as the little fishmen jumped around like frogs, overly excited.

So much so that the fishman priest had to swing its scepter again, smashing a few skulls.

At that moment, they finally reached the “Fantasy Tree of Subspace,” their supply station.

“Phew…”

“We were too busy having fun on the way.”

“I was a little tired.”

The fishman priest soothed the colossal sea beast beneath it while wiping the little fishman’s brains off its scepter, just ready to follow its deity up the tree.

This place had become a bustling port.

Deities of all sizes gathered here, and countless fishmen chattered loudly.

They were all fully armed,

But just then…

“Boom—Boom—Boom—!”

A sound like an earthquake shook the ground!

“What… what is that!?”

“Look!”

A little fishman timidly raised a hand.

“Boom—!”

With a thunderous roar, a colossal shadow loomed overhead.

The newcomer was so huge that the little fishmen and the fishman priest couldn’t see it fully, no matter how hard they strained.

The belly of this Colossal Divine Body hid the void’s ceiling, turning itself into the sky.

Once, the Fantasy Tree of Subspace seemed like a giant tower or a great port city to the fishmen; now, it looked like a small bush beside this enormous divine being.

“A Lord level… no, even a deity beyond that!”

The Endless Ether was very chaotic, with brutal deities stealing each other’s divine ranks; deep in the Endless Ether, countless rotting bones and bodies of deities lay, nurturing many “micro divine ranks.”

These savage wild gods refused to obey each other. A powerful being able to claim territory was a “Tyrant.” A stronger one who could force a group of Tyrants to obey, crush them with violence, and use their power in key moments, was a Lord!

The deities worshipped by these fishmen probably didn’t even count as Tyrants.

A “Lord level” being, so powerful and world-shattering, was just a legend to the fishmen.

To see such a sight today made their lives worthwhile.

“But… why is it here?”

“Is it… here to destroy us?”

The colossal deity soon gave an answer.

“Wooo—!”

“Creak—Boom boom boom—!”

A massive head, like a gigantic mountain peak, descended from the void clouds.

Its sharp teeth glimmered with a chilling light.

“Ah—Woo—!”

A colossal mouth, deep as an abyss and capable of swallowing all deities present, opened wide!

The heavy scent of blood mingled with an emotion called “sorrow” washed over them.

“Ah—!”

“No—!”

The emotion was so overwhelming that many fishmen were instantly invaded and infected by it, dying of grief…

“Boom—!”

Soon, huge vibrations erupted beneath their feet!

“What’s happening…?”

“Ah—!”

The fishman priest saw his mate—a primal, fish-like sea beast—fleeing in panic.

He and a group of elite offspring were lifted into the sky alongside the deity they worshipped.

Below them lay the void and the Ether Sea, churning violently with lightning and thunder under the terror of the Colossal Giant God.

Amidst the raging sea, countless tiny specks scattered in flight.

These were the deities and sea beasts who had come for the alliance gathering.

“What in the world… is going on?!”

“Is this a trap?!”

“Did the Chaos God lure us here to slaughter us?!”

“Damn it!!!”

…

Their flood of questions and fury was cut short by a terrifying weightlessness.

“Ah—!”

The fishman priest and the mountain-sized deity plunged from the Fantasy Tree of Subspace, followed by tens of thousands of offspring who had scaled the tree.

Their screams echoed through the void like a Doppler effect.

“Splash—!”

“Boom—!”

Ripples and sprays erupted, but they were insignificant against the colossal waves stirred by the Colossal Giant God.

Ironically, until the very end, neither the fishman priest, his offspring, nor even the deity they worshipped glimpsed the full form of the evil god that shattered their “dreams.”

—-

Meanwhile, at the edge of the shattered yet reborn Bubble World “Themis”…

“Sizzle—Sizzle—!”

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

The rhythmic sounds of chainsaw swords and explosive guns alternated.

The Chosen Ones warriors advanced like an iron wall.

The fishmen horde assaulting Themis retreated steadily, their crude gear and frail strength no match for the Chosen Ones warriors.

“Roar—!”

“Whoosh—!”

In the Ether Sea, the dragon-like Fourth Living Saint and the shark-like second living saint darted swiftly.

Their movements brimmed with agility.

Though merely avatar bodies incapable of magic and lacking offensive prowess, their massive, robust divine forms and nimble motions allowed them to outmaneuver the clumsy deities from the Endless Ether.

Despite their numbers, the Endless Ether deities were relentlessly suppressed, teetering on defeat.

All this was observed by the Outer Gods from the Void perched on the Fantasy Tree of Subspace.

The intel transmitted instantly to Barbatos’s domain.

“Do not worry.”

“I guided two groups of deities—this is only one.”

“Once the other strikes, all will be well.”

Just then, the two subordinate officials sharing the room with Barbatos exchanged glances, mutual awkwardness flashing in their eyes.