49: Chapter 49 On the Eve of the Divine War: The Hunt

Buzz——!

A majestic phantom image of a black great mountain materialized out of thin air without warning.

That was the materialization of the authority of the Underworld—the projection of Luofeng Mountain!

That terrifying gravity, which suppressed all heavens and commanded all ghosts, instantly caused the vast body of the King of the Underworld to sink heavily.

Crack! Crack!

Grating sounds of bone fracture rang out densely. His knees, capable of crushing mountains and rivers, were forcibly bent in the void!

"No--! I am the God of Death! I am a Main God! How dare you, an Eastern baby who hasn't been weaned, make me kneel?!"

The desperate situation ignited the ferocity of this ancient barbaric god.

Mictlantecuhtli suddenly turned his head to look at the Queen of the Underworld beside him. A flash of resolute love crossed his eyes, which were burning with ghostly fire—it was the instinct of a beast protecting its mate before death.

"Go! Take the Godhead and go! Back to the Divine Kingdom! No matter the cost, the Aztec lineage must not be severed!"

Boom!

Before his voice faded, the thousands of human skins all over the King of the Underworld's body ignited simultaneously.

He was burning his divine blood, burning his origin, and even lighting up his own divine soul!

A bone giant, reaching ten thousand zhang high and composed entirely of ghastly white divine fire, rose from the ground. Its destructive aura actually managed to temporarily withstand the suppression of Luofeng Mountain.

"Get lost--!"

The bone giant roared, rushing toward Pei Fei regardless of everything, just to tear open a crack for his wife behind him to escape.

The momentum of this cornered beast was indeed terrifying.

Even the hundred thousand Yin Soldiers arrayed below were slightly shaken by this divine might.

But Pei Fei stood atop the dragon's head, not even the corner of his robe disturbed.

Pei Fei watched the bone giant that was about to crash like a meteor, and then his eyes turned cold.

"Playing with bones? You dare play with bones in front of the Underworld?"

Pei Fei clenched his right hand into a phantom fist.

Crack!

The seemingly unstoppable ten-thousand-zhang bone giant suddenly froze in mid-air.

In the void, it was as if an invisible, massive hand of rules had tightly grasped its throat.

The so-called burning of the Godhead, the so-called desperate struggle, was as ludicrous as a child rushing toward a main battle tank while wielding a wooden sword, in the face of absolute hierarchical suppression.

"Kneel down."

Pei Fei flipped his hand downward, his tone casual.

Rumble--!

The ten-thousand-zhang bone giant let out a heart-wrenching wail, and the knees burning with divine fire slammed heavily into the void!

The divine fire scattered, and bone fragments flew everywhere.

A Western Main God was thus forcibly pressed to his knees outside the Eastern nation's gate, like a wild dog whose spine had been broken.

"Don't look back! Go--!"

The suppressed King of the Underworld was still roaring; he wanted to detonate the remaining Godhead within him and take this world down with him.

Pei Fei chuckled lightly and flicked the sword guard with his left thumb.

Clang!

The Son of Heaven Sword was drawn out by one inch.

A dark sword light, not dazzling but imbued with the laws of "Reincarnation" and "Termination," sliced through the void like an invisible thread.

Pfft.

The King of the Underworld's massive bone head rolled off without warning.

The divine power raging like boiling water inside him seemed to have the pause button pressed the moment the sword light swept past, forcibly cutting off even the self-detonation command.

"Collect."

Pei Fei formed a claw with his five fingers and sucked across the void.

A still-beating, pitch-black crystal radiating the dense law of death, along with the King of the Underworld's not-yet-dissipated divine soul, was forcibly seized by him and sealed into a Soul-Sealing Jade that had long been prepared.

The entire process was smooth and fluid.

A generation's Main God had thus fallen.

Pei Fei weighed the Soul-Sealing Jade in his hand and nodded in satisfaction, "The quality is not bad."

"No--!"

The Queen of the Underworld, who had just torn open a spatial rift to escape, let out an extremely mournful scream when she saw her husband's head severed by the Son of Heaven Sword and his divine soul sealed.

Blood tears flowed from her enchanting eyes, which were filled with venomous hatred. She stared fixedly at Pei Fei's figure, as if trying to carve him deep into her soul.

But she did not stop. She knew this was the only chance of survival her husband had bought with his life.

"Easterners, I will make you pay the price--!"

The Queen of the Underworld turned into a burning streak of blood light, carrying endless hatred, plunged into the rift, and fled frantically.

The rift slowly healed, and the void returned to dead silence.

"Your Majesty, aren't you going to pursue? That's letting the tiger return to the mountain," Black Impermanence, Fan Wujiu, who was beside him, couldn't help but ask.

"Pursue what? That's bait I released."

Pei Fei put away the Son of Heaven Sword and turned to look at the Yin Soldiers cleaning up the battlefield, a playful, cold smile curling on his lips:

"Satan's eating habits are too unsightly; someone needs to go back and scald his mouth."

"If I killed them all now, the territory of the Aztec Divine Kingdom would become ownerless. Would Satan be willing to spit out what he has already swallowed?"

Pei Fei's eyes flashed with sharp light: "But once this woman returns, for the sake of revenge, she will definitely use that thing."

"What I want is not half of the Divine Kingdom."

Pei Fei extended his hand and clenched his fist fiercely in the void, exuding overwhelming dominance:

"I want it all."

...

The Aztec Divine Kingdom.

This place was once a "sacred land" paved with gold and flowing with blood. But now, only broken walls and ruins littered with mess remained.

The Queen of the Underworld, Mictēcacihuātl, fell miserably onto the ruins of the main temple.

What met her eyes were abyssal demons flying everywhere in the sky. The souls of the believers who once worshipped them were now being devoured by the demons, letting out desperate screams.

The Divine Kingdom's boundary wall had shattered, and more than half of the territory was covered in the sulfurous fire of the Abyss.

Home was gone.

Husband was dead.

The lineage was severed.

"Satan... Easterners..."

The Queen of the Underworld knelt before the broken divine throne, her fingernails deeply embedded in the stone, shedding blood-tears.

She knew that with the remaining scattered troops, there was no way to stop Satan's annexation, let alone take revenge on that terrifying Eastern Emperor.

She was the absolute loser.

"Since you won't give me a way to live... then let no one live!"

The Queen of the Underworld slowly stood up. Her eyes, which were originally full of enchanting charm, now held only a chilling dead silence.

She took out an ancient human skin scroll from her embrace.

That was the "ultimate trump card" granted by the Thriller Game System to every mythological system, and also the forbidden switch that all gods were unwilling to touch.

Once activated, only one of the two mythological systems would remain.

"In the name of the last Main God of the Aztec--"

The Queen of the Underworld raised the scroll high, her voice mournful, echoing throughout the entire ruined Divine Kingdom, carrying the madness of mutual destruction:

"I sacrifice my divine soul! I sacrifice the Aztec Divine Kingdom! I sacrifice all of our rules and authority!"