Standing before the magnificent waterfall, the God of Happiness watched the God of Death charging madly towards him with his scythe of death. His gaze was no longer one of pity, but of supreme determination. He realized that if he didn't extinguish the flames of hatred consuming the minds of the dark alliance, the entire Divine Realm and the mortal world would sink into nothingness.
"Happiness is not an empty pretense," the God of Happiness declared, his voice echoing like a bell ringing through millennia. "It is the source of life!"
BOOM!
From his simple mortal body, a stream of Golden Mana, warm and radiant like the morning sun, erupted. Unlike the oppressive, tyrannical light of the supreme gods, this energy carried the concepts of "Hope" and "Life." It not only enveloped the frigid North, but with a speed surpassing all space-time boundaries, it spread throughout the entire Divine Realm, sweeping across both the barren West and the ruined East.
This abstract power touched the souls of the recently defeated gods. In the West, the Ocean God, the Water Dragon King, and the five supreme gods who were sealed suddenly felt an infinite surge of life force flowing into their veins. The chains of darkness binding them cracked. In the East, the gods who had reached the state of Three-Body Unification, immersed in desire and eternal sleep, suddenly awoke, their minds cleansed.
"This is... the power of Happiness!" The Eastern God of War sprang to his feet, his wounds completely healed, and his Golden Mana surged more powerfully than ever.
Thanks to this immense power, the battlefield situation instantly reversed dramatically. The gods, who were thought to have fallen, rose up en masse, gathering their remaining forces and Divine Realm soldiers, launching a furious counterattack. They fought evenly, even beginning to push back over 400,000 monsters from the Dark Side and fallen gods, plunging the entire Demon God's all-out campaign into a bloody stalemate.