Chapter 1734: Chapter 1734

1734: Chapter 1730: World-Destroying Three Gods 1734: Chapter 1730: World-Destroying Three Gods The time has reached the twenty-first day since the God Above Gods fell into the battlefield.

At this moment, the planet’s population is less than half of what it was twenty years ago.

Each country and region can no longer afford to care for anything else.

The fleet holding fast in the Pacific Ocean has become the last hope, yet also a solitary force.

Don’t even mention reinforcements from the rear; if your own country hasn’t summoned you back for aid with a dozen directives in a single day, that’s already considered quite fortunate…

But the reality is that of the ships attempting to return, fewer than 30% successfully made it back to their homeland.

Most disappeared without a trace, died without even knowing how they died.

Dragon Moon Island did not receive orders to return; it did not put the frontline decision-makers in a difficult position.

On one hand, due to the speed of Dragon Moon Island, going back would no longer have much meaning.

On the other hand, the condition of the Eastern Country was relatively the best—so much so that it had some surplus to support the surrounding nations.

The reason is simple: In the past few years, the Eastern Country already abandoned its coastal areas, prepared isolation zones, and simultaneously deployed each of its Quasi-Gods for frontline rotations.

Other nations have not been so fortunate…

They lack sufficient strategic depth.

If they were truly to abandon their coastal regions, there’s a chance their major population centers would be lost.

Additionally, they don’t possess a strong enough central hub to facilitate the abandonment of coastal cities and wealth by their coastal citizens.

Each day, the Allied Forces stationed on Dragon Moon Island dwindle in numbers, but even so, the fighters above continue to endure.

Because this is the source of the chaos.

As long as the God Above Gods remains here for even one more day, it cannot be left unchecked…

Even just the hunting on the interception lines yields efficiency hundreds, no, thousands of times greater than anywhere else behind them.

And Dragon Moon Island’s existence—its ample logistics, supplies, and manpower—is the foundation of the frontline’s ability to persist.

Without logistics, without medical care, and without weapons replenishment, even deities cannot fight wars.

The frontline decision-makers continue to grit their teeth and persevere, and their patience has finally yielded “results.”

“Three Super God Level reactions!

“The Corn God and the God of Harvest tried to block the way…

There are two Demigods as well!”

“Heavens, what are they trying to do?”

Three giant beasts split from the God Above Gods.

The moment they appeared, they unleashed slaughter and chaos.

In just an instant, multiple Divine Boats on the frontline were obliterated.

The three beasts were grotesque in form, exuding terror.

One six-clawed, headless abomination with a pale, hairless, and scaleless body, bore a massive maw in its chest as it feasted on the God Corpses.

One lone-clawed, six-winged crimson monstrous bird flew northward the moment it appeared, while those attempting to intercept it perished in blinding light.

One three-headed blue monstrous dragon—with one dragon head, one bird head, and one distorted featureless head—stirred winds and clouds in its wake.

In an instant, only two creatures remained visible before them, yet neither was an existence mortals could hope to defeat.

These were not the fragmented remnants of flesh forcefully separated, but rather “entities” intentionally divided by the God Above Gods…

“The Sons of the Evil God—old acquaintances indeed…”

With just one glance, Lu Ping’an understood what kind of existence they were.

They might be special individuals consumed by the Octopus across countless ages, entities as dangerous as Super Gods, or perhaps aberrations birthed from the Octopus Tribe.

In this moment, an inexplicable impulse surged through the hearts of all humanity—a primal instinct to hunt and kill.

It felt as though, if they could kill these creatures, all would become attainable: immortal life, infinite wealth and resources, lofty status…

“…Below Quasi-God level, do not engage.”

The orders were quickly issued, yet some advanced combatants still succumbed to madness, charging into the battlefield.

Lu Ping’an himself intervened personally to intercept, managing to stop two reckless fools.

He gazed upward, understanding fully what was happening.

This was the world’s yearning.

This must be the God Above Gods’ last struggle.

Killing these three Sons of the Evil God would not only thwart its plans but also serve as immense nourishment for the world itself.

The world yearns for their deaths…

Expecting a “machine” driven purely by instinct to exhibit rationality is unrealistic.

Judging by the outcome, it directly caused the demise of some hapless individuals.

Mortals are thus, and the deities directly linked to the world fare no better—like dogs on leashes madly charging toward their target’s directed path.

In that moment, Lu Ping’an inexplicably recalled novels he had read in his past life about the primordial realm, where those unlucky souls were driven mercilessly by the so-called “Heavenly Path.”

When heaven demands your death, you cannot escape.

Becoming the God of the World may be a shortcut to eternity, but when the “Heavenly Path” calls for your sacrifice, resistance becomes nearly impossible.

“One must break free from the shackles of the world…”

Gazing at the distant battlefield, Lu Ping’an felt deeply conflicted.

On one hand, he was contemplating his future; on the other, as a “beneficiary,” he was fearful yet begrudgingly grateful for the world’s pact with the deities.

A meteorite shower rained down from the sky…

The guests arriving this time carried terrifying might.

In the previous breach of the world, the ground’s capacity was limited.

The descending deities were the weakest of their kind.

This time, however, it was clear they were desperate.

Those descending now likely matched the tier of the Proper Gods of the Eastern Country.

Even though Dragon Moon Island had already pulled back to a safe distance, it hastily widened it further.

Lu Ping’an watched the heavens, pondering silently—if “Lin Nu” were thrown out as well and met her death in battle, wouldn’t that truly be cause for celebration?

The world was self-preserving; the deities were self-preserving; even the God Above Gods was self-preserving.

“…It’s close, nearly there.”

Looking at the trail left by the monstrous bird in the sky, Lu Ping’an dared not imagine what it was attempting to do.

“A fire attribute one, heading north…

Uh, could it be trying to melt the Arctic icebergs?”

Now, even Lu Ping’an felt a trace of panic.

He envisioned the future evolution of the world, yet he certainly didn’t want to see a future Water World.

As for the other two, they were clearly bearing responsibilities of destruction.

The headless yet maw-bearing Son of the Evil God was savagely devouring God Corpses, showing no signs of transformation—it was a killing-focused evil deity.

The eerie multi-headed dragon, however, seemed intent on diving into the ocean…

Numerous deities were desperately halting it, unwilling to let it penetrate the depths.

Suddenly, the entire world trembled and flashed once again.

In the Foreign Domain, the stars sparkled unceasingly, and the war in the cosmos never ceased.

Now, it was evident to all that the God Above Gods was attempting to completely obliterate this world, so that part of It trapped within could escape.

Lu Ping’an was somewhat bewildered; in wars as intense as this, combatants at their level of “secondary combat power” seemed unable to contribute much—perhaps they should still consider retreating…

A sudden shriek drew everyone’s attention.

The multi-headed dragon had unexpectedly fallen, even as the headless abomination continued to wreak havoc.

Were the Sons of the Evil God truly so weak?

Yet at this moment, as someone who had negotiated with the Octopus Forces countless times, Lu Ping’an was already vaguely guessing what would happen next.

“Trouble is brewing…”

The malicious prediction turned into reality.

On the corpse of the multi-headed dragon, three small dragons emerged…

Catching the wind, they rapidly grew until they were nearly the same size as the original.

“…The multi-headed dragon’s splitting ability.

Damn it, we must annihilate it completely!”