God and Devil World

Seeing how vicious and savage the black palace was, many other races were alarmed and immediately felt hostile and guarded towards it.

"The 10,000-Devil Altar has arrived! The region of 20 li shall be our domain, those who trespass will be killed!!"

At this time, following a cold and insidious voice, the aura of half-step True God experts shot out, filled with violence and savagery.

When the experts heard that voice, many of their faces fell. Some of the weaker races near the 10,000-Devil Altar looked even more horrified as they fled as far as they could.

A half-step True God expert was a mighty character, and it was extremely easy for them to wipe out the weaker races. These weaker races did not want to die.

There were all sorts of races and species that had gathered at the Pacific Ocean, with many half-step True God warriors among them. Many were offended at how the Devils had barged in and acted in such a domineering manner, but no one stood out to challenge them.

The choice of the Devils was also extremely crafty, taking out weaker races, where the strongest were at most Type 8. They did not take on those who had Type 9 powerhouses, and those other races would not fight it out with the Devils for the sake of races different from their own.

After they caused a short commotion, things settled down and went back to normal.

Not too long after the 10,000-Devil Altar arrived, another Gate of Hell flashed, and a huge cocoon soared out, its length over 500,000m and it was a sickly green in color.

The moment this green cocoon soared out, it also shot towards the Pacific Ocean, and in a similar fashion, terrorized some of the weaker races.

This time, the weaker races were prepared, the moment they saw the cocoon, they scattered wildly, and gave up their own positions.

The cocoon descended and exuded a terrifying pressure.

"The Man-Eaters Divine Temple has arrived. The region of 20 li will be our domain, anyone who trespasses will be killed without mercy!"

With that savage roar, a half-step True God's presence exuded out, filling the lower-races around with fear.

As with that, there was no further commotion from them.

A 100,000m-tall pyramid flew out from a Gate of Hell, descending upon the Pacific Ocean.

Following that, a 200,000m-large black nest flew out from another Gate of Hell and landed at the Pacific Ocean as well.

With the passage of time, stronger races were appearing, landing at the Pacific Ocean, and filling up more of it.

There was no lack of enmity between certain races and species, but here, while waiting for the Tower of Babel to open, they maintained control and did not start a wanton slaughter.

Across the Pacific Ocean, there was a strange balance, as everyone waited for the Tower of Babel silently.

Yue Zhong had tried utilizing the satellites he had to observe it, but the result caused him to be astonished. The Tower of Babel actually stretched past the Milky Way, extending for light years to the vast universe way beyond.

As everyone waited expectantly, the day finally arrived, as the huge doors that were the entrance finally opened up.

"It's open!!"

"It's finally open!!"

"Go go go!!"

"..."

Seeing the opening of the entrance, everyone became excited and fought to enter it.

The originally quiet factions also began to move out, getting into their agreed groups as they headed to the huge gates.

Before entering it, all of them did not intend to clash with any of their competitors.

"What thick energy!! Is this the Tower of Babel?! Truly a sacred ground! If I just stay here for a year, I can definitely breach the Type 8 realm!"

"That's a True-Dragon Fruit!! Legends have it that it's only found on a true dragon corpse, and it takes over a thousand years to bloom!! Amazing!!"

"..."

Inside the Tower of Babel, the energy was abundant, and rare treasures and herbs could be seen almost immediately upon entering. It was even more magical than Earth, and many of the experts who were at the peak of their own bottlenecks, charged in, took some of the resources and within a day, they had broken through.

Many experts soared through on their various battleships, castles, cocoons, absorbing the energy, fighting for the treasures.

Yue Zhong, Holy Lord Tian Dou, Holy Lord Yue Hua as well as the Holy Lord Yin He, Holy Lord Wu Shuang, and Holy Lord Bing Feng, the 6 of them formed a small team and flew out of the battleship, taking in the abundant energy in the Tower.

With a wave of Yue Zhong's hands, countless Mechs flew out and began to harvest the numerous precious fruits, delivering them to his hand.

The other Holy Lords also had their own means to pick up and keep the treasures.

At the entrance of the Tower, most of these precious herbs and fruits were also beneficial to Type 9 powerhouses. These Type 9 experts would naturally not pass over them.

Yue Zhong frowned slightly, as he asked, "Is the Tower of Babel like this?"

Holy Lord Yue Hua had a similar expression, as she chuckled bitterly, "The Tower is extremely mysterious, each time, the experience is different. Our previous experience was not like this."

All of a sudden, there was a cry of shock, "Mutant Beast horde!! It's a Beast horde!!"

Yue Zhong's heart turned cold, as he channeled his vision, activating his God-Devil Eyes to observe ahead.

About 10 li away, there was a huge horde of Mutant Beasts flying over. They were 2m in size, each of them possessing dinosaur heads, huge wings, front limbs resembling praying mantises, and powerful velociraptor-like hind legs.

"Type 8 Mutant Beasts, Dragon Mantis Beast, a terrifying fast creature, the innate attribute is speed. Its destructive abilities can even cause spatial tears. The only weakness is low defense. A horde of 3,000 beasts could easily surround and kill a Type 9 powerhouse."

The moment Yue Zhong saw those beasts, the information flowed to his consciousness, and he knew all there was to know about them.

The 3,000 Dragon Mantis Beasts had the ability to slaughter a Type 9 powerhouse. They were rushing over both in the skies and on the land, their numbers endless. Even if a half-step True God were to barge through, he or she might not survive.

The speed of those Type 8 Dragon Mantis Beast was extremely terrifying, even exceeding that of some weaker Type 9 powerhouses.

A Type 7 expert had just turned around when a Dragon Mantis Beast shot past, and the front limbs slashed out, slicing him into multiple pieces.

Behind, the other beasts lunged at the corpse and gobbled up the pieces within an instant.

The terrifying beast horde surged forwards, and any expert of the Type 8 realm and below were instantly eliminated, without being able to resist.

The countless Type 8 experts of other species tried to retaliate, some of them even activating their domains, but they were also killed without putting much of a resistance.

By now, many Type 9 experts had already rushed in, and they all operated their powerful domains towards the Dragon Mantis Beast Horde.

Faced with the numerous domains, many of the Dragon Mantis Beasts immediately burst apart in a shower of flesh and blood.

However, the beasts were formidable, their front claws containing some principles of Slashing, and they continued to surge towards the Type 9 powerhouses, their claws slicing out.

With the relentless assault, some initial-Type 9 experts were also sliced apart, and even when they tore open space to swallow these beasts, they would be sliced by the retaliating forces. Soon, they fell into a disadvantageous situation as well.

Under the assault of the Dragon Mantis Beast horde, many life forms were sliced apart amidst screams of pain and agony, which rang throughout the first level of the Tower.

"Ah!!! How could this be?! How could I be killed by these lowly beasts?! They're just Type 8 Mutant Beasts!! I'm a half-God expert!!"

Near a mountain of Dragon Mantis corpses, one Type 9 creature that looked similar to a Dino-warrior had countless wounds, his body bleeding profusely with gold blood. His legs had been sliced off, and he was roaring with unwillingness.

Before he finished, numerous Dragon Mantis Beasts pounced onto him, and sliced him apart in a second, before proceeding to consume him.

"A Type 9 expert had actually fallen!!"

Seeing that, many were shocked and felt a chill. A Type 9 powerhouse could easily be an overlord of a world. And yet, one had been killed in this horde. The Dragon Mantis Beasts were truly terrifying.

When the first Type 9 expert died, before long, more began to fall under the constant barrage and unending numbers.