Chapter 1795 - 1027: Divine Realms Collide

Chapter 1795: Chapter 1027: Divine Realms Collide

On Rain Star, amidst the fierce beating of the Lionheart King, Bas Sol was actually very patient.

He held the winning hand, so he didn’t want any surprises.

He wouldn’t underestimate the guy in front of him, so he wouldn’t give the other any chance.

If he was careless and really allowed the Lionheart King to get close, wielding the Lion King Sword would throw him into disarray; if the sword landed harshly several times, it might even overturn his advantage.

Patience, steadiness, slowly wearing down this old lion, pushing him bit by bit to a dead-end, until he finally kills him.

And by then, having lost the supreme commander, the pillar, the only strongest adversary who could oppose him, the remaining human forces would become lambs to the slaughter. Even if they became frenzied, despair was an indisputable fact, and they would eventually be eliminated by him one by one.

By that time, the ’Giant Stone Monastery’ he longed for, the necessary main fragment of the final key, would be within easy reach.

Completing the key’s forging didn’t mean he would instantly become a god. He still needed to use the key to find and unlock that ancient weapon, then utilize its supreme creative power to complete his ascension ceremony.

But at least, he could proclaim that he had obtained a ticket.

The hardest part was done, and the tasks ahead would not be so easy to thwart.

But just as he was contemplating, he suddenly felt a violent tremor!

This!!

Immediately, he withdrew his attention from the incarnate and pulled it back into his Divine Realm.

Everywhere he looked, was electric blue lightning!

The ’Desecrated Divine Country’ of the ’creator’ had now become the place of storm’s descent!

This was Bas Sol’s Chaotic Divine Realm, called the ’Myriad Things Melting Furnace,’ a land of nightmares forcibly woven from twisted rationality and extreme depravity.

The sky wasn’t a sky, but a massive, slowly rotating, gear-filled firmament covered in rusty patina and dark, oily grime. Countless gears of varying sizes meshed with each other, releasing a deafening, relentless metallic screeching and clashing, as if the entire universe was operating within a gigantic, impending doomsday machine teetering on the verge of collapse.

The ground was similarly layered with discarded pipelines, twisted and deformed giant rivets, broken skeletal beams, and countless intricate yet long-failed machinery structures haphazardly piled, forming an endless, uneven metal wasteland mountain range. Deep within these "mountains," immense, blood vessel-like dark red metal pipelines coiled and throbbed, pumping the fouled fuel of the Subspace across the Divine Realm.

Towering on the iron ground stood twisted "Forging Temples," resembling a hybrid of gigantic biological entrails and mechanical plants. Built of dark iron, brass, and pale undulating synthetic muscle fibers, their surfaces were covered with continually opening and closing metal scales, spewing thick black smoke and blistering metal steam. Numerous mechanical arms driven by gears, pistons, and chains thrashed wildly inside and outside these temples, like octopus tentacles, brutally shoving captured Chaos Demons, twisted soul fragments, and even unfortunate reality matter into the roaring, fang-filled smelting furnace entrance.

Inside the furnace roared heart-wrenching wails and metal tearing sounds, as new Desecrated Demon Engines were continuously "forged."

These newly formed creations, some resembled spider tanks, covered with metal compound eyes and rotating chain saws; some were like giant humanoid mechas, their chests exposing pulsating flesh engines; others were simply flying fortresses pieced together from countless small aircraft, emanating pestilence and doom.

They emerged in chaotic arrangements from the temples’ exits, merging into the iron torrent composed of billions of Demon Engines guarding the frontier of the Divine Realm.

There was no life here, only ceaseless manufacturing.

This was Bas Sol’s core domain, his twisted "creative authority" manifest in Subspace — a realm of blasphemy where cold mechanical logic and unbridled chaos were forcibly melded in pursuit of eternal "technical divinity."

But right now, a myriad of thunders tore through the gear-filled firmament!

The once slowly rotating, rust and grime-stained gear-filled firmament was utterly replaced by a violently extreme azure, like an upside-down ocean carrying godly power of judgment, with an unstoppable will to shatter the void, crashing down with resounding force!

The immense bronze gears, those forming the cornerstone of the Divine Realm’s "sky," were fragile like red-hot wax blocks before the destructive thunder of utmost yang and rigidity!

In a mere fraction of a second, a terrifying breach with borders streaming molten white metal was forcibly torn open in the entire sky of the Divine Realm!

Through this breach, a distinctly different realm projection forcibly squeezed into the domain of the ’Myriad Things Melting Furnace’!

That was the Storm God Kingdom!

At this moment, the Storm God Kingdom was embedding its violent law domain fiercely into the gear firmament breach, in a crushing manner.

The two Divine Realms began the most primal, explosive clash of concepts!

Bas Sol could hardly believe it!

He knew, it was Gu Hang coming. He also knew, when the Four Gods and The Emperor couldn’t be freed up, the only one willing and able to stop him was Gu Hang.

Actually, in the reality universe, Leon leading the Alliance’s reinforcement army was itself a severe obstruction to him, forcing him to intensify efforts and create such an incarnation for counteraction.

He also anticipated that, should the battle turn unfavorable, Gu Hang would have other means, perhaps even creating an incarnation for more direct collision just like himself.

However, what he hadn’t expected was Gu Hang’s means to be even more direct than that!

Striking his Divine Realm had already surprised him. First, it surprised him that the location of his Divine Realm could be pinpointed, and second, it surprised him at how decisively Gu Hang made the move.

But what shocked him more was Gu Hang’s resolute attitude!

At present, wasn’t this just an attack on his Divine Realm?

The entire Storm God Kingdom was pressing down overhead; this was nothing short of a life-or-death struggle!

Seriously?

What deep hatred!

Yet Gu Hang arrived with such decisiveness, it was life or death!

Bas Sol’s Divine Realm, that gear-filled firmament, attempted self-repair. More rust-covered gears surged from the void, trying to fill the breach.

But what poured down from the Storm God Kingdom was relentless thunder fury!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Like the whip of divine punishment, striking fiercely at the edge of the gear firmament’s wound, each blow shattered and melted more gears, enlarging the breach further!