Chapter 466: The Fall of a God, A World in Mourning!
In the video.
"Foster Father, I won't let you down!"
Bai Yue gazed at the two floating Creation Artifacts before him. Slowly, he extended his hands, firmly grasping them. With a solemn expression, he declared, "Humanity will defeat the Abyss!"
The scene shifted to deep space.
The horrifying Abyssal Rift, from which the massive demonic head had emerged, was suddenly blinded by a dazzling golden light.
Dark smoke billowed from its face as it let out a beastly howl, instinctively retreating back into the rift.
At the same time, a radiant sun, illuminating the entire cosmos, rose from Douluo Star and rushed straight into the blood red rift.
In an instant, the surrounding space twisted and shook violently…
Invisible shockwaves spread outward.
Nearby celestial bodies shattered into dust under the sheer force of the energy.
Douluo Star, the closest to the battlefield, should have been obliterated instantly yet at the crucial moment, a brilliant, multicolored protective shield enveloped the entire planet, blocking out the destructive aftershocks.
The scene shifted back to Douluo Star.
Bai Yue stood at the heart of the planet, holding the Ten Directions All Heaven Pagoda. He activated the power of this Creation Artifact, forming the shield that protected the entire world.
Without this divine protection, the mere aftershocks of two Creation Gods clashing would have annihilated the entire planet.
Even if Silver Dragon King, Sun Zhongjing, and the other God Kings combined their strength, they would not have been able to withstand the shockwaves. If not for Bai Yue's intervention, Douluo Star and everything on it would have been reduced to cosmic dust.
The difference between a God King and a Creation God was like heaven and earth like a mortal standing before a deity.
It was an insurmountable gap.
No matter how many God Kings were present, they would be useless in a battle of Creation Gods.
At this moment, the people of Douluo Star, frozen in place, stared at the sky in shock and terror.
Above them, the cosmos had shattered, the dimensions twisted by the sheer force of battle. It was beyond anything they had ever imagined.
For the first time, they truly understood the overwhelming power of a Creation God.
They couldn't see the battle inside the rift but the distortions and destruction left behind by the fight were terrifying enough.
They could only wait.
Wait for the final result.
This was the moment of judgment.
If Ye Cheng won, Douluo Star would survive.
If he lost, they would all perish their planet devoured by the Abyss.
They would become mindless, twisted monsters, forever trapped in the Abyss's corruption.
Finally, the battle seemed to be reaching its conclusion.
The terrifying cosmic distortions suddenly vanished.
The world fell into a deathly silence.
All eyes turned toward the sky toward the ominous rift, now eerily still.
Was it… victory?
Or… defeat?
A moment later
The massive, blood red rift that loomed over the sky, slowly began to fade as if an artist's eraser was wiping it away.
It grew lighter… and lighter… until finally it was gone.
The oppressive atmosphere that had weighed down on Douluo Star vanished as well.
It was over.
The Abyss had failed.
However, no one celebrated.
No one cheered.
Because this victory came at an unimaginable price.
Their greatest protector their beloved City Lord had sacrificed his life.
At this moment, no one could find it in themselves to smile.
And the battle was far from over.
The Abyss had been repelled but it would return.
Another Abyssal Lord would rise, leading a new invasion.
Again.
And again.
Until Douluo Star fell, or until humanity triumphed once and for all.
This was a never ending war.
And now, without Ye Cheng, who would be left to protect them?
The entire world mourned.
A global day of remembrance was declared in Ye Cheng's honor.
The day of his sacrifice was officially named "The Day of Fallen Gods."
From that day forth, every year, the world would wear mourning attire and grieve for their fallen savior.
If someone happened to be born on this day, they were forbidden from celebrating their birthday doing so would be seen as an insult to the one who saved them all.
Such eternal remembrance was truly the mark of an immortal legend.
The livestream audience fell silent, their hearts heavy.
No one questioned why the world would grieve so deeply for Ye Cheng.
Because who else could have deserved it more?
The world's greatest hero.
The savior of all life.
Though the battle had ended with minimal casualties, no one felt joy.
Because the one person who should have lived most was the one who had died.
Fear and dread began to spread across Douluo Star.
Who would protect them now?
What would happen when the Abyss returned?
It felt inevitable.
A slow, unstoppable doom.
At the highest levels of power, Sun Zhongjing, the Silver Dragon King, and the remaining God Kings realized
This couldn't continue.
If hopelessness spread, the world would tear itself apart before the next invasion even came.
Something had to change.
People needed hope.
But how could they give people hope?
After much deliberation, they came to a unanimous decision.
They would introduce the world to their new light the heir to their fallen god.
And so, Keli was revealed.
The daughter of Ye Cheng.
A natural born God King.
The one who had the greatest potential to surpass even her father.
And when this announcement was made
The despair that had blanketed Douluo Star vanished.
Hope was restored.
After all
"A dragon begets a dragon. A phoenix begets a phoenix. The son of a rat digs holes."
Ye Cheng's daughter might not be as strong as him now
But one day, she could be.
They still had hope.
Next time the Abyss came they wouldn't lose!
Thus, on this day, the largest religious organization in human history was born.
The Church of the Goddess of Light.
(End of Chapter.)
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