Chapter 283: Joining the War

Chapter 283: Joining the WarSovereign eyes seemed to pierce the void, crack deep in the darkness of the Abyss, and see everything within it. But as he looked, someone from the abyss also seemed to look back, and an invisible battle took place in that instant.

BOOM!

At that instant, the very fabric of multiple dimensions shook as an invisible battle of wills erupted between them.

Silence.

Then—a shockwave.

Reality itself withered under the sheer force of their clashing minds.

Planets cracked.

Space twisted.

The light of distant stars flickered as if cowering from the sheer dominion of their existence.

The Abyss growled. A soundless whisper reverberated across creation.

"You see too much, Sovereign."

The Black Flame Sovereign’s flames roared in response, devouring the void that tried to swallow him.

"And you... dare to look back."

Neither moved.

Neither spoke.

Yet, the entire battlefield felt that something terrifying had just happened. But nobody stopped their battle; they all fought fiercely as they knew their job was to face the enemy in front of them.

Apollo, who was watching the battle, felt something, but it was too high level for him to understand. Just now, there was an indirect confrontation between two supreme beings.

But suddenly he felt the void around him collapse as he was forcefully transported and appeared again in the Flame Palace right in front of Sovereign.

He was confused, but he quickly saluted Sovereign and asked. "Greeting, sovereign. Why have seniors brought me here?"

"I needed to give you something," Sovereign’s deep and profound voice can be heard, and then a seed appeared floating right in front of him.

"This...?" His brows furrowed as he looked up at the Sovereign, hoping for an explanation.

But the Sovereign’s response was simple.

"Take it."

For the briefest moment, Apollo thought he saw a flicker of melancholy in the Sovereign’s gaze. But it was gone in an instant, leaving only the weight of his command.

There was no explanation. No reasoning. Just an order.

Apollo hesitated—but only for a second.

If the Sovereign himself was giving him something, there was no reason to refuse.

Reaching out, he took the seed.

The very moment his fingers touched it—

Whoosh!

The world shifted again.

In a single instant, he was pulled back through space and returned to where he had been before.

The battlefield raged.

Eternal gods clashed against abyssal warlords, tearing the sky apart.

The battle outside was raging wildly as the battle became more intense with every second. A large number of people started to join; even the weaker races, who were safer within the city’s defence formation, started to come out for the battle as the number of abyss monsters continued to increase even after slaughtering millions in numbers.

There was no other choice.

If they did not fight, they would perish.

Apollo tightened his grip around the strange seed the Sovereign had given him. He still did not understand what it was or why it had been entrusted to him, but he had no time to dwell on it now.

His sharp eyes swept over the battlefield. He also decided he was going to join the battle, as many warriors from the city also joined the battle with the increasing number of enemies.

He knew he could not stand by and watch any longer.

He had to fight.

Even if he was insignificant compared to the titanic powers clashing above, even if he couldn’t turn the tide of war, he needed to test his strength.

He wanted to see how far he had come.

How much had he improved?

What could he accomplish with his mastery of space rules?

His confidence had grown in recent years, but today was different. This was a battlefield where Eternal Gods clashed, where True Transcendents had yet to even descend.

Here, he was nothing more than a flickering ember in the midst of a raging inferno.

But Apollo wasn’t afraid.

He was no reckless fool—he knew his limits. But with Space rules, he was certain he could evade danger, navigate the battlefield, and strike where he was most effective.

Without hesitation, he took a step forward.

And in the next moment, he vanished, stepping into the war that would shake the heavens themselves.

He quickly appeared on the battlefield filled with countless abyssal creatures. He had clear targets: abyssal monsters whose strength reached the true god realm.

Beasts of pure malice, their bodies covered in abyssal runes that pulsed with corruptive energy. Some had multiple heads, others had grotesque wings, and some slithered like shadows, consuming everything in their wake.

Their mere presence distorted reality.

The weaker warriors who dared to approach them were instantly crushed and turned to dust before they could even scream.

But Apollo wasn’t afraid.

He used space rules, his body flickering as he teleported across the battlefield, dodging collapsing space and the stray attacks of different gods.

In an instant, he was right in front of a monstrous three-headed abyssal beast.

It noticed him.

Three sets of glowing abyssal eyes locked onto his form, their dark light carrying an unfathomable hunger.

He smirked., "Let’s see how strong I really am." And with that thought, he attacked. First, he tried to attack with his Eternal Sword Aura. He didn’t hold and activated his sword world realm sword aura and slashed towards the monstrous three-headed abyssal beast.

The sword’s energy slash of hundreds of meters slicing through space collided with the beast covered in abyssal darkness.

Boom!

The large shock waves appeared with a loud noise, but the abyssal didn’t seem to care as its ferocious aura didn’t decrease at all; instead, it seemed to piss him more.

A deep, guttural growl resonated from its cores, and the abyssal runes across its grotesque body shone with eerie brilliance, releasing waves of suffocating darkness.

One of its heads reared back, abyssal energy condensing into a single, terrifying black sphere the size of a mountain. The next moment—

It fired.

A beam of pure annihilation, capable of devouring anything in its path, rushed toward him with unstoppable force.

Apollo’s pupils shrank; this attack was far beyond ordinary True God-level strikes.

But he wasn’t scared—

He teleported, flickering out of sight just as the beam obliterated everything in its path, carving a deep trench into the battlefield that swallowed thousands of abyssal creatures and warriors alike.

Reappearing above the beast, his eyes turned sharp.

"My sword didn’t work?"

But he wasn’t surprised much, as his swordsmanship was quite left behind, even though his eternal sword aura is very mysterious and extraordinary; he was still just at sword world level. If it reached sword rule level, then he was sure one sword would be enough to end this monster.

Knowing that his sword aura was ineffective, he quickly changed his attacking style and was ready to see how strong the space rules were.

The air around him distorted, space itself shuddering as his space rules flared to life. The very essence of space bent to his will, responding with an eerie hum.

Apollo flicked his wrist—

And in that instant, the battlefield changed.

The three-headed abyssal beast, mid-roar, suddenly froze in place. Not out of fear—but because space itself had locked it down. The suppression of space was completely different from the usual spatial lock; it was a completely different level that even a true god-level abyssal monster froze in space instantly.

Its massive limbs strained, muscles bulging as it tried to break free, but his Spatial Binding had already completely sealed its movements.

Apollo vanished. Reappearing directly in front of its middle head.

Slash!

A small space blade appeared and slashed the abyssal monster swiftly.

The space blade was almost invisible—just a thin, shimmering ripple in the air. Yet, the moment it touched the abyssal monster’s middle head—

SCHLICK!

The entire head was bisected cleanly.

No resistance. No struggle.

A deep silence followed as if even the battlefield held its breath. Then—

BOOM!

A terrifying shockwave erupted as abyssal blood sprayed in every direction. The remaining two heads let out ear-splitting roars, their abyssal power surging to its peak as they tried to break free from his Spatial Binding.

But he remained calm.

He lifted his hand again, and the very air shattered—

This time, hundreds of dimensions-cleaving space blades materialized around him. Each one hummed with lethal precision, bending the very fabric of space.

The two remaining heads of the beast snapped toward him, their abyssal eyes burning with fury—

But they never got the chance to retaliate. Apollo simply lowered his hand.

Shhhkkkttt!!!

The blades rained down, slicing the monstrous body into countless tiny pieces.

The three-headed abyssal beast—a creature that could level entire void stations and small worlds—was now nothing more than shredded abyssal flesh, dissolving into black mist.

He exhaled. "My spatial rules... are terrifying." The power difference between his space law and space rule was too large. If the space law was paper, then his current space rule was stainless steel.

But he was a bit excited as he killed a true god-level monster quite easily, meaning his strength truly had reached a terrifying level this quickly.