Lord Of The World: I Become The Lord Of The Desert From The Start Chapter 1156 629: The Final Battle, the Beginning of a New Era [11/12]

Not merely the Desert of Death transformed. The whole world shifted across every region. Certain mountains got leveled, whereas others morphed from swamps into verdant grasslands. Events unfolded promisingly.

Asmodeus relinquished his grip on the Ninth Hell, while the demon troops geared up for assault but sensed an inner rupture. Shackles seemed unlocked by some force, freeing them from any need for commands!

Their thoughts sharpened to an all-time clarity.

The abominations discarded their arms and scattered in every direction soon after.

The supervising demons failed to halt them. Instead, they merged into the fleeing masses.

Twilight City regained its tranquility following the brutal clash.

Blood-soaked soldiers and players gazed at the retreating demon forces. They exchanged glances before collapsing amid gore and severed limbs, mingling tears with laughter.

"War! The war is over!!"

"We survived! Hahaha, we survived!"

Viewers of the live broadcast held their breaths in suspense! The stream abruptly shut down right at the climax.

Richard crumpled with a thunderous thud. Asmodeus had slain him after all!

This youth, who bore the weight of the entire conflict, perished in the final instant.

The sharp emotional reversal left millions of spectators with stinging eyes. An overwhelming sentiment gripped their souls.

[Ding~ The darkness before dawn has passed. Player Qingqiu has successfully held on until the last moment and opened the door to a New Era.]

[In the New Era, there will no longer be gods above all living beings.]

[The power of authority will once again fuse into the world.]

[The highest level will be 30. One can search for scattered divinity to strengthen and obtain a longer lifespan and greater power.]

[Gods will never appear again.]

A soothing, benevolent tone followed the rigid alert.

[My children, I am your mother, Abner.]

[I've woken up. However, I will also fall asleep again. And this time, I will fall asleep forever.]

[But my power will transform into eternal laws to protect the world. Children, I have left an inheritance somewhere in the world. Every era, there will be someone who will receive the inheritance and become the new guardian of the world.]

[Within the world, the guardian cannot use the power above the gods. However, when enemies attack, the world will bestow the power. This way alone can guarantee the eternity of our world.]

[I'm too tired. It's time to rest. I hope to be with you all for a long time.]

The tender voice faded into silence.

Fresh knowledge flooded every player's mind.

It unveiled a mystery that intrigued all players.

The World Power and Creation God birthed the system. Exhausted from eons battling the Chaos Divine Sins, the God of Creation entered eternal sleep.

Yet He perceived the world's peril and sought to reclaim authority, rallying strength against the chaotic void's threats.

Five hundred thousand years back marked His initial bid.

Unexpectedly, gods resisted yielding their authority! This blocked the New Era's dawn and foiled the Creation God's reclamation scheme.

Drained of might, He couldn't advance it. Thus, He awaited the perfect chance. Across vast epochs, He detected another universe's presence and found Planet Blue.

Utterly devoted to His realm yet ruthless to intruders, He summoned players here as Lords of Grace Mainland.

He appointed them heralds of the New Era.

A prerequisite loomed for the New Era's launch. He must upheave the old order, stripping gods of sway to harness His force and rewrite the laws.

Like a minority stakeholder acquiring stakes to seize corporate reins.

Players served as catalysts for worldly upheaval. Their alien essence steered destiny anew. The Creation God nudged fate's thread, empowering Richard to fulfill it all.

He ignited the New Era's birth. That essence would fully integrate into the world, ceasing independent existence.

The system would vanish alongside His demise.

Aware now of the full saga, surviving players wrestled with tangled feelings.

Every intended word dissolved into heavy sighs.

Destiny had herded them here. What recourse remained?

Conflict ceased, yet existence pressed onward. A fresh chapter beckoned.

Yet the gods' downfall failed to restore order as anticipated.

Rather, a colossal cleansing erupted without warning.

Gods' lingering factions struck with ferocious intensity.

The natives ignited all-out war!

Churches were stormed and statues knocked down one by one. Former believers stared at the scene in stunned confusion. No justification came to them to halt the destruction.

With the gods vanished, what purpose drove their stubborn hold?

Gods commanded tremendous might throughout time. The gaping power void they abandoned stirred greed in every heart.

Premier powers unleashed a frenzied clash of even vaster magnitude, dwarfing the divine war in sheer brutality.