Chapter 438 The Hundred Pieces of the Divine Body

As El and Safis disappeared into the rift, the entire sacred mountain fell into complete silence. The edge of the rift stopped in front of the seven divine thrones, leaving only Maggie still fighting desperately against the scepter.

She knew that El had entered the crevice and had heard Safis's warning, but she did not run away.

She didn't want to give up as long as there was even the slightest chance.

This is her, no different from a gambler from the very beginning.

She not only wanted to live, but she wanted to live a life that everyone would envy!

The sacrifices of El and Safis really stung Maggie.

The surge of her emotions and magic was beyond anything she had ever experienced; even Maggie herself had never felt such a powerful surge of energy within her.

In that instant, her soul seemed to break free from the control of her body and establish a direct connection with the scepter.

In a daze, Maggie seemed to see her former self, the ordinary self she once was.

There was also a vague core in the heart area, its shape was not fixed, but it always seemed familiar to Maggie, as if she had seen it somewhere before.

However, since all her attention was currently focused on the Scepter of the Supreme God, she didn't delve into what it was.

At the same time, the rift that had swallowed Saphis began to fluctuate again, slowly eroding the remaining distance to the throne.

Just a second before the rift was about to swallow the throne, a beam of light burst forth from the mountaintop, illuminating almost the entire world. In an instant, it was as bright as day, so bright that it was blinding. The light emanating from the seven thrones was completely incomparable to it.

Even the pitch-black abyss fissures were completely illuminated in that instant, revealing the scene at the bottom of the abyss.

El and Safis's wings were completely eroded away, losing their angelic and demonic features. They looked like peacefully sleeping humans, their eyes closed, completely lifeless, floating in the crack like corpses.

Like an insect caught by a spider, the vicious predator tears off the insect's wings before slowly devouring it.

The rift stopped expanding abruptly the instant the light burst forth, stopping precisely at the very edge of the throne, unable to advance even a fraction further.

Maggie, perched atop the mountain peak, slowly opened her eyes. Her pale golden eyes held no trace of humanity, her gaze more indifferent than that of angels and gods. In the eyes of the gods, all beings are equal, and no one can receive the god's individual attention.

God only needs to maintain order in the world and forever look down on humanity from above.

The divine scepter in her hand seemed to be one with her. If El were still awake, he would definitely regard the current Maggie as the divine being prophesied to save the continent of Coral.

Maggie slowly raised her arm, and the scepter rose into the air with her movement. A surge of magic that should not belong to her level surged out, like a dam bursting open, gushing out from the top of the scepter and rushing directly into the abyss rift.

Two of the world's most powerful and completely different forces collided violently, and a terrifying amount of energy splashed out from the point of intersection, almost instantly shattering the false god.

If the power of the divine throne had not originated from the same source as the scepter of the supreme god, it would probably have already turned to dust.

If the seven gods on the throne were to leave their positions, they would most likely not escape their fate.

Maggie's fragile body should have turned to ashes on the spot in this cataclysmic clash of forces, but because she held the scepter of the supreme god, the power came from her and from the scepter, and she barely managed to maintain her human form.

And that unknown force was constantly repairing her body, trying to restore it to its initial state.

Unfortunately, the destruction happened even faster, causing Maggie's body to gradually show signs of collapse during the impact.

At the same time, the authority of the seven divine positions was finally completely taken over by those on the thrones, and the light of the thrones finally dimmed, allowing them to finally perceive the situation outside again.

So, the twin gods and the other six gods had just opened their eyes when they saw this scene that could be described as the end of the world.

After the surrounding area was swallowed up by the cracks, only emptiness remained, leaving only the top of the sacred mountain where they were, like a small boat floating in the sea, without direction, or like the legendary doomsday ark, but with no idea where it was drifting to.

Everywhere you look is completely empty, and just looking at it makes you feel uneasy.

Similarly, they also witnessed Maggie's body disintegrating.

The girl's expression was cold, as if she had been stripped of her emotions, or perhaps she was a puppet controlled by the scepter in her hand. Even if she was going to die, she could only act according to the will of the scepter.

"!"

Nophiel's pupils constricted when he saw this scene. He was the only god who ascended to godhood after the sacred mountain was eroded by the fissures of Tartarus.

He wasn't unaware of the enormous anomaly at the time, but because he had promised Tabor, he prioritized ascending to godhood. He never imagined that upon regaining consciousness, he would witness such a scene.

"Stop! That's enough!"

Nofel heard his own voice, and his usually calm voice was filled with intense panic, as if he were afraid of losing something.

Ignoring the hollow threat, all he wanted was for Maggie to survive.

But Maggie can't hear anything anyone says right now. All she sees is the unstable element, Tartarus, which threatens this continent. The true god's duty is to protect the world and eliminate all threats.

This is what she should be doing now.

"How could it have turned out like this?"

Oris frowned; he had come here at Maggie's request.

During the war of the gods, he only symbolically resisted the attacks of two false gods, but after these false gods obtained information about him from other false gods of the dragon race, none of them paid any more attention to him.

After all, a god who is so kind that he is beyond measure is not a threat at all, and it is fine to deal with him at the end.

He wouldn't even kill anyone; most of the time, he would act as a medic.

As a result, the battle between the false gods on the Sky God's side was too intense. Even after he intervened and saved several false gods, they were still unwilling to give up and wanted to challenge for the God's position again.

No pain, no gain. Even if Oris is incredibly powerful, he can't save everyone.

After he came to his senses, he was the only remaining wind elemental pseudo-god who could stand. He looked at the remaining survivors around him, then at the divine throne. Adhering to the principle of not wanting to see more lives die, he walked towards the divine throne, aiming to avoid seeing or hearing anything.

Although running away was useless, Oris had already gotten used to it.

The more you run away, the more enjoyable it becomes.

He had just received God's authority when he opened his eyes to a completely different world, and he had no idea what had happened.

And what happened to the girl who insisted on bringing him along...?

A sense of unease lingered in his heart.