Chapter 540 Releasing Cats

Chapter 540 Releasing Cats

Every god here felt an incomparable amount of grief as more Spatial tears began to open up and except for the leader of the gods, almost every god was assembled here.

The Cerulean Galaxy once held 65 Minor gods and 3 Major gods, a number that was sufficient enough for them to defend against most threats, but in a short span of time, even less than a year, two of their numbers had been cut short.

There were forty-eight gods present here, and only one them among them was a Major god, Shario The Scourge, the rest of the gods were Minor gods, the missing gods were too far off, but they were all rushing back home using the quickest methods available, defending their collective home was a priority for the gods of the Cerulean Galaxy, for without their home, they would be lost and doomed to fade to nothingness.

Zekiel, the God of strength, looked at his hands in disbelief, his heart aching, 'why did I let go?' was the thought ringing out in his head, his descendants, disciples, and numerous mortal lives under their care were gone, and the only thing left was a smoldering world.

A Major World was very large, and could not be easily destroyed, many of its infrastructure, even though they were destroyed could be rebuilt, although the destruction seemed exaggerated, still, no one had ever exploded the Divine Kingdom of a god before over a Major World before, so there was no way to accurately judge the destructive scale of such a move.

It could be rebuilt, but at this time no one else was thinking about this, all eyes were focused on the six mighty creatures rising above the wreckage of the world below. n-/o-/v.)e-)L--b..1--n

The Ouroboros Serpents were covered by flames that clung to them like oil, this was the flame that had burned the world to ash, and as they were at the epicenter of the explosion, they had taken the full brunt of the attack.

That was exactly what Rowan did to expand the explosion.

As the Divine Kingdom fell from the heavens, the weight and its power shattered space for endless miles, and Rowan drew all those shattered pieces of Reality to his hands.

The Telekinesis and force field around his body directly scale with his growing Attributes, it was the reason why most attacks from Murrihm were futile against him, especially when he was burning Eruption.

Rowan had drawn all those pieces of Reality to his side, and the nature of a Major World now worked against her, for every Major World had an incredibly stable spatial structure that would easily heal from damage.

The pieces of Realities that were seized by Rowan did not stay long in his hands before the tears in space were healed, and at the moment the Divine Kingdom slammed to the ground, Rowan opened his palms and unleashed devastation on the entire planet.

He remembered the feeling of opening his hands and killing every mortal on Trypho, it was like letting go of a feverish cat.

This was the greatest amount of lives he had ever taken at once before, and his void hearts shivered as a chill spread through his golden bones, not from regret at his actions, but as an early warning to hum.

The Souls of the dead were coming and in such great numbers, the world went still.

Rowan had seeded 212 Minor Worlds, and although the process of the transformation of each planet was violent, the number of lives lost was still incredibly low, perhaps a few million would perish on each planet, but this was nowhere near 94 billion dead in less than thirty seconds.