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The God of Justice, Yorgaardman, deserved to be among the top gods in the Pantheon Temple. He had been really a powerful force, turning the tides when he attacked at the critical moments.

Although he failed to completely smash the bloody star, Yin Chen, he succeeded in preventing it from falling. What he had done could be taken as a great beginning as well as the most important first step in meeting the Seven Spells of Extinction head-on.

The other gods were relieved to see that Yin Chen had finally stopped falling. But then suddenly, Yorgaardman yelled out, “Why are you just standing by and watching? Do something!”

The others were stunned for a moment before they realized that they had done a terrible job. The fact that they had just stood by while Yorgaardman had been doing his best to fight was a bit unpleasant. So they laughed embarrassedly and rushed to use their own forces to fight against the horrible bloody star.

With Yorgaardman, a super master, standing up in front, things had been easier for the other gods. They were able to do their best calmly.

The God of Ceremony and the God of Art and Culture both knew nothing about fighting, so they provided some magic or Divine Power to help.

Morani and Leonard were heavily armored. Morani was attacking the side of Yin Chen with a huge battle axe, while Leonard was throwing out a huge shield transformed by Divine Power to cover the sky of the Void City. The shield also helped ease the pressure and fear brought by Yin Chen to the people on the ground.

The Monochrome Bear swordsman laid down his wine gourd temporarily and waved his long knife. The light reflected on the knife seemingly transformed into the shape of a new moon. His attack continuously fell on the side of Yin Chen, where Morani had been attacking.

Manissy, the Goddess of Wealth, had spent a lot of time preparing for a spell of great power by reciting a long mantra.

In the southern part of the Main Plane, there were thousands of believers chanting mantras together in the holy kingdom of the Goddess of Sea. Their chanting had cooperated with the Goddess of Sea’s Divine Power, and her demigods added their strength to the powerful attack being prepared as well. Almost all the believers, demigods, and the Goddess gathered their strength together and condensed it into a bright, sea-blue light ball that was breathing as if it was alive, expanding and shrinking gently. Every time it breathed, its strength advanced to a higher level. Later, it became terribly powerful. It seemed that with a slight shock, the newly born holy kingdom would be shaken apart or even completely collapse.

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The gods had done their best. They had done what they were really good at and had sent out their most violent attacks. But when these attacks fell on Yin Chen, they deeply felt the gap between the God of Justice, Yorgaardman, and themselves. They had realized just how powerful the God of Justice was. He had fought alone in the world and defended his beliefs in justice like a clown in a brutal and funny way.

Yorgaardman’s single attack with his axe had stopped the falling of Yin Chen, while the others’ joint attack had only made Yin Chen shake slightly.

The differences in power had made them neglect Yorgaardman’s unserious and unpleasant action and begin to worship him with respect. But that didn’t help to solve the problem. Yin Chen was still in the sky above Void City. It was shaking there, and it seemed ready to fall down at any time.

“You guys are really unreliable!” Yorgaardman had not expected that the power of so many gods joining together to be far weaker than that of him alone, so he couldn’t stop complaining.

His complaint had embarrassed the others, so they strengthened their attacks. But it didn’t work. There was no change to the situation at all. Yin Chen was still hanging over Void City, constantly colliding with the forces of Yorgaardman. Although it seemed to be somewhat weaker, there was no sign of quickly being defeated.

Apparently, the gods had done their best just now, so no matter how hard they tried again, there wouldn’t be any more powerful effects.

No, at this moment, there was actually another god who could help. His power, if not to end the stalemate, at least could help make the situation a little better.

That god, of course, was Sui Xiong.

Yorgaardmann surely knew that. His avatar here had been fully devoted to the battle and spared no energy in finding Sui Xiong and telling him about the urgent situation. But outside of the Main Plane, he had other avatars, and he was even able to temporarily create an avatar to send out a message.

That was what he did. Just a minute or two later, his message-sending avatar arrived at the shelter room of Sui Xiong’s holy kingdom.

“Auscar! My brother! Where are you? Your house is going to be ruined by the enemy. Why don’t you fight against it?” As soon as he entered the room, he yelled out. “What’s wrong? What are you busy with?”

However, no one answered.

Yorgaardmann was a little surprised. He shut up and quickened his pace toward the “incubator” inside the shelter, which Sui Xiong joking called the “education base for bad people to develop into better people.”

There, he saw Sui Xiong, quietly holding a huge light cocoon and pouring Divine Power into it. But there was no other reaction.

With a glance, Yorgaardmann found the problem.

Sui Xiong’s Divine Power was still here, but his soul had gone somewhere else. Yorgaardmann had no idea what was going on here!

He felt numb on his scalp, and the hair on his body stood up.

There were few gods in the world who could know more about the true abilities of his slightly strange jellyfish brother than he did. Perhaps in the eyes of others, Sui Xiong was only a giant jellyfish with great power and weird ideas. It was difficult to say whether he was a good or bad god. But in Yorgaardman’s view, his brother’s strength had approached the level of the most powerful divinity, and his special abilities, such as being unaffected by Chaotic Energy in the abyss, were beyond the reach of even the most powerful divine.

How could such a powerful man suddenly disappear from his soul?

Then how powerful was the one who had caught Sui Xiong’s soul? Would he be powerful in an exaggerated and crazy way to make people desperate?

At least Yorgaardman knew that he was unable to do that. He even doubted that there would be such a god in the world like that!

No! There was one!

In the Pantheon Temple, Yorgaardman rushed to the King of Order, lowered his voice and asked, “Old man, why did you capture my brother?”

The God of Order did not turn back. He said lightly, “I am not the only one with that power.”

But that was all he said. No matter what Yorgaardman asked, he gave no other reply.