Chapter 139 The Divine Realm Takes Action.
"It's so noisy."
Funina covered her ears, her brows furrowing tightly.
She bent down to pick up the hat that had been blown away.
But the wind pressure in the air was too high, and as soon as the hat touched his hand, it was blown even further away and rolled into a mud pit full of blood.
"oops!"
Funina stomped her foot in anger as she looked at the dirty hat.
"It's dirty!"
She suddenly raised her head, a flash of genuine anger appearing in her heterochromatic eyes.
"You bunch of rude bastards!"
"Since you like shouting so much, don't blame me for being impolite!"
Funina took a deep breath, about to re-condense the water element.
Suddenly, a hand landed on her shoulder.
It was a long, strong hand wearing a black leather glove.
"Step back, Ms. Funina."
Navette's voice rang in her ears.
It's very light.
But amidst that deafening roar of murderous intent, something strangely clear stood out.
Fu Ningna paused for a moment, then turned her head.
Navelette had somehow appeared in front of her.
The hem of his dark blue trench coat didn't flutter in the wind; instead, it hung down as if it were filled with lead, completely still.
"But..."
Funina pointed to the group of gods in the sky.
"They got my hat dirty."
"And they were so noisy, it seriously affected my mood."
"I know."
Navelette nodded slightly.
He didn't look at the gods in the sky, but instead looked down at a speck of dust on his glove—stone dust that had been stirred up by the wind pressure.
He gently patted his gloves.
The movements were slow and meticulous.
It's like a homeowner who has just finished doing housework checking for any dust they missed.
"That's why I said, step back."
Navelette raised her head.
There was no emotion in those pale purple vertical pupils.
There was neither murderous intent nor anger.
There's only one kind of displeasure: seeing a burst sewer and filth flying everywhere...
"This kind of dirty work is not suitable for you."
"and."
Navelette adjusted the sapphire brooch on her scarf.
"If I let you do it, water will splash everywhere, and it will be a lot of trouble to clean up."
Fu Ningna blinked.
She glanced at Villette's expression.
That was the expression she knew best.
This was the expression on the face of the Supreme Judge Navelette whenever the Cardinal was about to deliver a death sentence.
Absolute fairness.
Absolutely ruthless.
And...absolute violence.
"All right."
Funina shrugged, took two steps back decisively, and sat back down on the broken wall.
"Then it's up to you."
"Remember to wash it thoroughly."
Navilette did not reply.
He turned around and faced the legion of gods hovering a hundred meters below the ground.
Xiu Pu Ruosi looked at the man who had finally stepped forward and a cruel sneer appeared on his lips.
"Finally willing to die?"
"As a sign of respect for the strong, I will make you die a..."
"quiet."
Navelette spoke.
There are only two words.
The sound was not loud, and even somewhat low.
But the moment those two words were uttered...
The whole world fell silent.
The wind stopped.
The clouds have stopped.
The surging murderous aura, the booming thunder, and the roars of the 108 gods all vanished without a trace in an instant.
It's not that they don't want to speak up.
Instead, it couldn't make a sound.
Xiupu Ruosi suddenly opened his mouth wide.
He was horrified to discover that his vocal cords seemed to be frozen by a terrifying force.
No.
It's not just the vocal cords.
It was the space around him, the divine power within him, and even the water molecules in this world.
They all betrayed him.
A supreme law called "Ancient Dragon's Authority" forcibly took over ownership of this world.
"Divine Codex?"
Navelette took a step.
His boots treaded on the void, creating a blue ripple.
"I don't recall ever approving anything like this."
He took another step.
His body began to rise slowly.
There was no energy ejection, no burst of momentum.
He stood there with his hands behind his back, as if walking up the steps of his own backyard, step by step toward the sky.
"Your so-called order is built on the plunder of others."
"Your so-called justice is nothing but a fig leaf for the powerful."
Navilette stopped in her tracks.
At this moment, he had reached a level where he could look Xiu Pu Ruosi at the same level.
Before him stood one hundred and eight second-level gods, each wielding a divine weapon and forming a great array.
The red "Asura Blood Array" still loomed over his head.
But Violet didn't even glance at it.
He simply raised his right hand, palm down, and made a simple pressing motion.
"It's noisy."
I want some peace and quiet.
boom!!!
It wasn't an explosion.
Instead, it was a dull, extremely loud explosion.
It was as if the water pressure of 10,000 meters deep in the ocean had acted on those 108 deities in an instant.
The scene became extremely terrifying at this moment.
The second-level god standing at the very front row still had a fierce expression on his face.
But his divine armor suddenly caved inwards as if it were made of paper.
Next was his helmet.
That helmet was made of deep-sea silver, with a hardness comparable to diamond.
But under that invisible pressure, the helmet deformed, like a flattened soda can.
Pfft—
Blue-gold divine blood gushed out from the gaps in the armor.
But before the blood could even travel half a meter, it was forced back into the body by that terrifying pressure.
"Well..."
The deity's eyeballs bulged out of their sockets.
He struggled desperately, trying to unleash his divine power.
But Villette's hand remained firmly pressed down.
One inch.
Another inch.
Click! Click! Click!
A cacophony of cracking bones filled the air.
Immediately afterwards.
Those 108 deities, along with the thousands of priests behind them.
With that casual press of Navilette.
all.
It exploded.
There were no scenes of blood and gore.
Because of too much pressure.
All flesh, bones, armor, and soul were compressed to their limit in an instant, and then turned into fine, blood-red dust.
It's like fireworks.
But there was no gunpowder.
Only pure, physical annihilation.
Splash—
A red rain began to fall from the sky.
It was the dust of thousands of gods' corpses, mixed with water vapor, scattered and falling on the ruins of Jialing Pass.
One second.
Just one second.
That legion of gods, capable of destroying the Douluo Continent countless times, has vanished.
Only the heavy, pungent smell of blood in the air proved that they had once existed.
Navilette withdrew her hand.
He took out a clean white handkerchief from his pocket and gently wiped his fingers, which were not stained with any blood.
"Now."
"It's much quieter now."
Dead silence.
True deathly silence.
On the ground, Qian Renxue lay in a mud pit, staring blankly at the sky.
Her mouth was wide open to its limit, and her jaw was almost dislocated.
Her mind went blank.
That's a god...
Those are over a hundred gods...
That's it...?
Like swatting a swarm of flies, they're gone with a flick of the wrist?
"This...this is...the perfect dragon..."
Bibi Dong's body was trembling violently.
Even after the pressure had subsided, she still didn't dare to stand up.
That was a fear that came from the depths of one's soul.
It is an instinctive tremor that is impossible to suppress when facing a natural enemy.
In mid-air.
Only one figure remained suspended in the air.
The God of Slaughter, Xiu Pu, pondered.
He did not die.
But at that moment, he was in more pain than if he were dying.
The greatsword in his hand had broken in two.
His dark red crystalline armor was covered in spiderweb-like cracks and was peeling off piece by piece.
His helmet was half broken, revealing half of his blood-soaked face.
"you..."
Xiupu Ruosi raised his hand with trembling hands and pointed at Na Vilet.
The arrogance that had been in his eyes was gone.
Instead, there was endless fear and confusion.
"What...are you...what are you...?"
"I am an enforcer of the divine realm! I am the deputy of Lord Asura God!"
"How dare you..."
Navelette ignored his roar.
He folded the handkerchief he had used to wipe his hands neatly and put it back in his pocket.
Then.
He lifted his foot and took a step forward.
This step covered a distance of tens of meters, appearing directly above Xiu Pu Ruosi's head.
"I don't like looking up to sinners."
Villette's voice remained calm.
But beneath this calm lies a suffocating arrogance.
That was Gu Long's arrogance towards usurpers.
then.
His boots landed heavily on Xiu Pu Ruosi's shoulders.
"Get down."
Thump!!
The air was blasted apart, creating a white shockwave.
Xiu Ruosi didn't even have a chance to react.
He was struck as if by a meteorite, turning into a red streak of light and crashing straight to the ground.
Boom! ...
The ground at Jialing Pass shook violently once again.
Smoke and dust rose everywhere.
A giant crater, hundreds of meters in diameter, appeared in the center of the battlefield.
Xiu Pu Ruosi lay at the bottom of the pit.
Almost all the bones in his body were broken, and his divine body was severely deformed.
At this moment, he was like a crushed toad, his limbs twisted and stuck in the mud.
"Cough... Pfft..."
He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of divine blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.
"I am... God..."
Xiupu Ruosi is still struggling.
He attempted to unleash the power of the God of Slaughter within his body.
Given even a moment, he could ignite his divine soul and send a distress signal to the central authority of the divine realm.
Snap.
A clean boot stepped on his chest.
Villette's figure slowly descended.
He looked at the once invincible first-level god at his feet with only indifference in his eyes.
"god?"
Navelette bent down slightly.
He turned the scepter upside down, its tip pressing against Xiu Pu Ruosi's brow.
That's where the divine core is located.
"In the face of trial."
"All beings are equal."
Xiu Pu Ruosi stared at the tip of the staff, which was only millimeters away from his brow, and his pupils contracted sharply.
That was the scent of death.
"No...you can't kill me..."
"The God of Asura is watching this place! The God of Destruction is also watching this place!"
"If you kill me, the entire divine realm will surely swarm out!"
"Can you stop five supreme gods?! Can you stop the central authority of the divine realm?!"
Xiupu Ruosi screamed hysterically.
He tried to intimidate the man in front of him by using the prestige of the divine realm.
But Navelette just tilted her head.
"The entire divine realm has come out?"
A faint hint of confusion flashed in Vilette's vertical pupils.
It seems they genuinely don't understand why the other person would say such a thing.
"So what?"
Four simple words.
He swallowed the rest of Xiupu Ruosi's words back down his throat.
So what?
What arrogance!
What blatant disregard!
Navelette said no more.
He slowly pressed the scepter in his hand downwards.
It didn't take much effort.
It's like crushing a twitching pest.
"live..."
When revising a genealogy, one must shout out one's thoughts.
But the next moment.
The icy touch had pierced his skin.
Zi—
The moment the tip of the scepter pierced between the eyebrows.
A drop of golden-red divine blood slowly slid down the black staff.
Pfft.
It was a very faint muffled sound.
It's like cutting a block of solidified butter with a hot knife.
Xiupu Ruosi's eyes bulged out, and the blood vessels that were originally covering his eyeballs stopped flowing for a moment.
There was no earth-shattering explosion.
The scepter in Villette's hand was like a stabilizing force, firmly pinning down all the life force of this first-level deity.
"Crunch...crunch..."
Xiu Pu Ruosi let out two hoarse, bubbly sounds from his throat.
His divine body, as hard as diamond, began to collapse inward from the point where the scepter pierced it.
His once imposing body, over two meters tall, now resembled a deflated balloon, rapidly shrinking away.
Click.
Click.
That was the crisp sound of the entire skeleton being pulverized under extreme pressure.
Wisps of dark red smoke billowed from Xiupu Ruosi's seven orifices; it was the divine power within his body that was dissipating.
But he didn't even have the chance to self-destruct his divine core.
The tip of Navelette's scepter radiated concentric circles of pale blue ripples.
That was Gu Long's power.
It ruthlessly seized control of all the energy within Xiupu Ruosi's body and forcibly suppressed it.
"Whether in the mortal realm or in the divine realm."
Navelette's wrist twitched slightly.
The scepter was pulled out.
It stirred up a cloud of fine golden dust.
Without support, Xiupu Ruosi slid down in front of Navelette like a lump of mud.
But he did not fall completely.
A semi-transparent red phantom emerged from the wrecked body, screaming.
That is the soul.
The soul of a first-level god, if it escapes back to the God Realm and relies on the central hub of the God Realm, may be able to reconstruct its physical body over tens of thousands of years.
"Trying to leave?"
Navelette did not look at the phantom.
He simply extended his left hand.
He did not clench his fist.
He simply made a light grabbing motion towards the void.
Buzz—
The surrounding space instantly solidified into a sheet of iron.
The red phantom that was about to burn its source energy to escape was bounced back as if it had crashed into an invisible wall.
Immediately afterwards.
A large hand wearing a black leather glove gripped the phantom's throat.
"Let...let go..."
In his divine soul state, Xiupu Ruosi emitted a sharp and shrill voice, like fingernails scraping across a blackboard.
Navelette stared expressionlessly at the distorted mass of energy in her hand.
He could sense that this energy mass was maintaining contact with something in the sky through a frequency that transcends dimensions.
That was a "line".
A telephone line connecting the executioner to the mastermind behind it all.
Navelette raised her head.
Those purple vertical pupils pierced through layers of clouds and mist, through the red vortex that had not yet completely dissipated, and gazed directly at the indescribable high heavens.
at this time.
The enormous red vortex in the sky was still slowly rotating.
Faintly, one could still see the flashing lightning deep within the vortex, as well as the shadows of rows of new divine armies gathering.
Those were the reinforcements that followed.
This is the second wave of response from the divine realm to the provocations of mortals.
(End of chapter)