NOVGO.NET Chapter 733: Declaration Of War
Chapter 733: Declaration Of War
Before the speaker could even finish looking around, one wall of the chamber blew apart.
Stone and alloy burst outward, smoke billowed, and the fire from the blast licked across the air.
Debris rolled across the polished floor as the entire chamber shook.
The Gods didn’t panic.
Their gazes turned in unison to the new figure walking through the ruined wall.
A human.
Small in stature compared to them, black-haired, with piercing red eyes that gleamed in the haze.
Some gods craned their necks to look past him into the corridor beyond.
No guards. No soldiers.
The dozens who had been stationed there were gone.
The human’s calm voice carried through the smoke.
“Don’t worry. They’re alive. Technically, at least. Now then, should we talk about the Heavenbreaker Nameless Death?”
The auras of the gods erupted instantly, power rolling off them in waves that cracked the floor and warped the air.
None of them liked his arrogant tone.
Yet not one of them moved.
The man kept walking forward.
His steps were steady, and unhurried.
“Seeing how calm all of you are despite the rage in your auras… it reminds me of dogs from my home world,” he said. “There’s a saying that the loudest dog seldom leaves a mark.
“It’s not my first time seeing it in real life, but I’ll admit, I didn’t expect the leaders of the Alliance to prove the phrase true. All bark, no bite.”
“Such audacity!”
One of the gods roared and rose to his feet.
He looked like a massive bear with wings that shimmered black and violet, fur streaked with purple patterns that pulsed faintly.
His voice shook the chamber.
He did not know the meaning of the phrase the human spoke, yet he could understand the contempt in the tone.
But before he could step forward, another voice cut through.
“Silence!”
It was the vice commander.
His jellyfish-like body hovered slightly above his seat, tentacles trailing down like translucent banners.
His golden eye glowed.
His shout froze the bear-god mid-motion.
The god turned, confused and furious, ready to question why he was being held back.
Then he saw it.
The trembling in the vice commander’s body.
Fear.
The vice commander’s golden eye revealed truths of existence itself, able to glimpse what lay beneath the surface of anyone he looked at.
And he was trembling after looking at the existence of this human.
The realization rippled across the room.
“It seems like only a few of you recognize me. I’m the Heavenbreaker Nameless Death.”
The hall went silent.
Someone finally found their voice.
“You… how are you Stage 6 already? You were only Stage 5 a year ago.”
The moment the words left his mouth, every god in the room moved at once.
Power surged, divine techniques manifested, and attacks rained down on Nameless Death from all sides.
Light, fire, stone, and divine essence filled the chamber.
The impact of even one of those attacks could erase countless Stage 5 worlds, and now they came down together.
He needed to be erased.
Someone who could reach Stage 6 in an year was too dangerous of an enemy to be left alive.
But before they could reach him, time shifted.
Everything slowed.
Blades of light froze mid-air, divine fire hung unmoving, stone spears locked in place.
Dozens of Stage 6 gods, each strong enough to crush countless armies, found themselves unable to move.
Nameless Death kept walking forward as if nothing had changed.
He finally stopped at the highest seat and turned around, looking at everyone calmly.
“Did you know,” he said, “the name of the previous Eon’s Shadow Supreme is ■”
The word that followed could not be heard.
It was as though the sound itself was swallowed by the universe.
But whatever he said triggered something.
Space fractured. A storm tore through the chamber. Reality itself screamed.
The bodies of gods began to tremble as their existences destabilized.
Cracks tore through their divine forms, bleeding energy.
Nameless Death himself was splitting apart, yet he didn’t falter.
Through the rifts, fire surged—a fire that burned with no color, devouring everything it touched.
Gods recoiled in horror.
That fire brushed against one, and half his body vanished in an instant, leaving him screaming in disbelief.
Disasters erupted as if the cosmos itself had turned against them.
The walls of the chamber collapsed into nothing, swallowed by void storms.
Earthquakes shook the very foundation of the Alliance’s seat.
Waves of unmaking tore through the building, shredding anything in their path.
Stage 6 gods, who could toy with peak Stage 5s like children, were thrown like ragdolls.
Their defenses cracked, blood spilled, and cries filled the chamber.
In the midst of it, the voice rang again.
“I will come for your heads soon. So start counting your days.”
Then the explosion swallowed everything.
A single flash of destruction spread outward, devouring the hall.
Gods who had stood for millennia were thrown to the ground like broken dolls, coughing blood.
Their bodies trembled under wounds they had not thought possible.
And Nameless Death was gone, erased along the explosions.
Only then did the surviving gods realize the truth.
It had not even been the real him.
The Heavenbreaker they had just met was only a clone.
After his disappearance, what remained was only ruin.
The council chamber, the stronghold of the Alliance, once the most secure place in the universe, had been ripped apart by a single intruder.
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Neo POV
Neo coughed hard and spat blood onto the floor.
His knees hit the ground as he tried to steady his breathing.
Every inch of his skin was splitting open.
Glowing fissures crawled across his body like cracks in glass.
Inside, it was worse.
His Seed of Existence throbbed painfully, being eaten away at the edges.
His Cores flickered, corroded together with his body and even his soul.
It was like being burned alive from the inside out while drowning at the same time.
“I told him not to do that,” Jack muttered from the side.
His arms were crossed, but the edge in his voice didn’t match the faint worry in his eyes.
Moraine knelt next to Neo.
Her hands were pressed against him as healing light spread through his torn flesh.
She didn’t say anything, but her face was full of words she wasn’t speaking.
Frustration, fear, anger, even relief. It was all there, swirling beneath her quiet expression.
Neo forced himself to breathe.
Over and over he rebuilt what had been destroyed, reviving and stitching himself back together until the pain dulled enough for him to move.
Finally, he let out a shaky laugh.
“That was awful,” he muttered, leaning on Moraine’s shoulder as he got back to his feet.
His lips pulled into a grin that didn’t quite reach his tired eyes. “Though I have to admit, it’s a pretty strong attack. Makes me wonder if I can weaponize it properly.”
“Wea.. Weaponize it?” Jack frowned.
“Yeah,” Neo said casually, as if his body wasn’t still trembling. “Think about it. Have you ever wondered why the names of higher stage gods can kill someone?
“There’s got to be a reason behind it. If I can figure that out, maybe I can turn it into a weapon. Then I’d be able to kill any god despite my rank. Just like Felix—”
“You will do no such thing.”
The voice slammed down on them before he could finish.
A crushing weight pressed against the spaceship.
The metal groaned as if invisible hands were squeezing it from every direction.
Space itself seemed to shudder.
Moraine’s expression hardened immediately.
She glared into the empty air.
“Universal Will, why are you here?”
The pressure deepened.
It was like the atmosphere itself wanted to bury them alive.
“You should know why I am here.”
If the Universal Will had a body, it would be gritting its teeth right now.
This bastard used the name of previous Eon’s Shadow Supreme again!
Lunatic!