2477: C2477 God Wants You to Die

C2477 God Wants You to Die

"Since ancient times, there has always been a Divine King who called heavenly tribulation a 'divine punishment'. Until today, I have never understood the meaning of this' divine punishment '."

Dong Miaoxin, who had already distanced herself from the Ghost Spirit Sect, mumbled to herself as her eyes flickered. Looking at the descending from the sky, the muscle giant god who had evolved from the endless thunder came crashing down with a square hammer in his hand. Rumbling sounds echoed, as if all living things in the world and all living beings were being smelted and turned into a wisp of thunder essence energy, dissipating from then on.

Even Dong Miaoxin, who could be considered an expert among the various Divine Kings of the Myriad Heavens World, felt chills down her spine when she saw such a colossal thunder god.

Moreover, what was facing this attack was not the Divine King, but rather a Divine Essence Stage which was about to step into the Celestial King Stage!

It was him.

Dong Miaoxin confirmed for sure that it was him.

The creator who was rumored to have died in the Myriad Heavens and finally died, the legendary end.

He didn't know why he had come to this place, or why he had fallen into the Divine Essence Stage Realm, or how he had become so weak and insignificant. What was important was that the Creator who had shaken the entire world was still alive!

Although he didn't know the reason why the Asura Divine King had been summoned by Blood-Robed Celestial King, all of them attacked with all their might, moving the mountain gate and mansion.

He used the fastest speed he could muster to kill Faang Qingkong, who was the target of the calamity.

In the center of disaster.

Meng Fan's flesh was continuously being torn off by the lightning. However, the power of creation that was at its peak was quickly awakening within his body, and the separated flesh was rapidly regrowing back into his body.

He raised his head and looked at the square-shaped hammer that was getting closer and closer to him.

He looked at the thunder dragons surrounding the hammers.

That's right, this was divine retribution, and also divine punishment.

He could feel the will of the Heavenly Dao brewing in his subconscious, reverberating in his subconscious. It danced in his subconscious, and at every instant, the determination to kill was locked onto him. Adding its power to his body, he must completely remove him from the primal chaos of the universe, not allowing him to exist.

Living beings couldn't be divided into two tigers in one mountain.

Similarly, how could the Source of the Heavens allow other than him, a second Heavenly Dao to exist?

Puff!

Blood-Robed Celestial King, who was trying his best to move a few mountains, suddenly spat out blood. His eyes were filled with panic, and those mountains also lost control of their hands and crashed onto the ground.

It wasn't just her, but many of the Divine Kings that were closer to the center of this disaster spat out blood, their faces pale!

Dong Miaoxin's brows twitched. She wiped her hand across her small and exquisite nose, then looked at her fingertips, and saw droplets of red.

Blood was flowing from her nose, mouth, eyes, and ears.

Her expression changed slightly, but she maintained her composure. She raised her head and looked at the small patch of space three feet above her head. Her calamity was just faintly discernible.

The ten thousand worlds of the universe had passed through six eras.

These 30 Layered Heavens experienced five eras.

In the vast and desolate universe, there were many Dimension s. Some were powerful, and many of them gave birth to Divine Kings, some were weak, and the living creatures were still ignorant. That strong Dimension had caused many calamities, and that weak Dimension did not encounter many calamities for a long time.

The first apocalypse was the end of a era and the beginning of another era.

But this time, the Era's Tribulation did not spare any Dimension.

This was because the will of the Heavenly Dao had become stronger than it had ever been before, because the Heavenly Dao had transformed into various divine forms. The calamity this time had covered every corner of the universe, every single Dimension, every single detail.

This was a calamity that was about to destroy all living things in this world.

First, was the decline of the heavens. One boundless world after another began to gradually decline and perish.

Then, a divine rule descended upon the world, exterminating all living things.

The scariest part was still the calamity.

A calamity had fallen upon the heads of every single Celestial King.

Although the calamity that had struck them had caused all the Divine Kings to panic for an endless period of time, to the point that many of them had sided with the Heavenly Dao, becoming servants and even puppets, just to get rid of the entanglement and restraints of this calamity.

However, ever since the Last Epoch had truly begun, in the vast and endless universe, there had never been a single God King who attracted his attention.

Dong Miaoxin was unable to figure out the mysteries within.

He also didn't know why the tribulation did not fall.

However, at this moment, she knew one thing.

An era of tragedy had begun.

Because Meng Fan had brought calamity upon himself, it was as if a small crack had suddenly appeared in a stable dam. The flood was like a dragon that could not be stopped, and the calamities above the heads of many Celestial Kings were also triggered.

The era of tragedy.

Countless heroes will vanish forever.

Countless legends would come to an end.

Dong Miaoxin raised her head and looked at the sky.

She knew that above this sky, there was another sky.

The 30 Layered Heavens consisted of a total of 30 skies. Under each of these skies, there were countless experts and Godkings.

And there were also other Dimension that jumped out of the 30 Layered Heavens, such as the Myriad Heavens.

At this very moment, countless Celestial Kings suddenly felt threatened, oppressed, in pain, and bleeding from their seven orifices.

Who knew how many Celestial Kings had been killed by his own fatal tribulation?

Dong Miaoxin retracted her gaze.

He looked into the distance.

The square-shaped lightning hammer had already landed.

Meng Fan raised his hand.

A single hand was as weak as a speck of dust in front of this mountainous sledgehammer, not even worth mentioning.

However, Dong Miaoxin could not underestimate this hand.

This was the hand of the Creator.

BOOM!

The square hammer came to a halt.

Being illuminated by the lightning, their faces constantly changed. The Ghost Spirit Sect and the Asura Divine King, who had blood hanging from the corners of their mouths, were all dumbstruck.2

That day, the hammer that seemed to have caved in was blocked by a single hand.

A hand of Divine Essence Stage!

Under the heavy hammer, Meng Fan's body was badly mutilated. His blood continuously evaporated, turning into a red mist that fluttered in the air.

Atop the heavy warhammer, the tall Empyrean God of Thunder was expressionless. He had originally been holding the warhammer with one hand, but now he placed his other hand on the square warhammer and began to use all his strength.

Under the pressure of the two surges of power, the sledgehammer shattered inch by inch.

Inch by inch, it collapsed.

Inch by inch, it transformed into threads of lightning.

It shattered and disappeared.

Thunderclap suddenly spread open his arms as he swung his arms from top to bottom. Using his body, he unleashed his most powerful and terrifying power to attack Meng Fan!

"The Heavenly Dao wants you dead!"

The Heavenly Dao wants you dead!

The Heavenly Dao wants you dead!

Roar ~ ~ ~ The roar came from the mouth of the Thunder God, continuously reverberating and resonating. It shook all of the Asura Divine Kings, causing them to change their expressions slightly but they did not dare stop.

"The Heavenly Dao wanted me to die?" Meng Fan replied indifferently. Unlike the Thunder God, his voice was very soft and did not travel very far. In fact, many of the God Kings did not even hear his voice.

He punched again.

It collided against Empyrean God Thunderclap.

A loud sound was heard.

It was as if a boundless universe had exploded.

Just as Thunderclap stepped out of the passage and struck out with his most powerful attack, he was smashed to pieces by Meng Fan's punch!

That punch completely exploded Meng Fan's arm. Not a single drop of blood remained, and countless wounds and cracks also appeared on half of his body.

His face was as pale as a sheet of paper.

He was incomparably weak.

It could be said that he had used all of his power in order to defeat Empyrean God Thunderclap.

"Is it over?" She saw that the Void Channel was still present and that there was still thunder roiling within it. The endless power of calamity was still brewing and there were still many figures flashing non-stop within the lightning glow.

No, it's not over yet.

Meng Fan, who had lost almost half of his body, raised his head, looked at the figures within the Void Channel, and laughed weakly.

"So the calamity that struck me was actually aimed directly at me from the the Source of the Heavens! The Heavenly Dao really wanted me to die, haha …"

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