Chapter 311

Indian God Country

The handsome young man, who looked about fourteen or fifteen years old and had black hair that shone with a blue luster, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked behind him.

"Vishnu, Brahma, an unimaginable world crisis has arrived. That existence is planning to come to our world. We must be prepared for it."

He still had something to say, but even if he didn't say it, both of them knew each other's thoughts after they had jointly dominated the same pantheon for so many years. As the supreme gods of a world, there was nothing they couldn't understand clearly.

Vishnu withdrew his gaze from the gradually healing 'space-time fault'. "Is it an invasion from another world...? The other side is so powerful... we..."

Brahma added, "What will happen if we don't resist?"

Yes, the breath from the other world that had poured into their world without mercy clearly showed that the invader came with malicious intent. It was hard for them to imagine how powerful the other side was. They also couldn't be sure of the status of the being who killed the 'Great Red' in the dimensional gap of the other world. The aura exuded was so similar to that of the 'Lord God' of the 'Bible Department'; at the very least, they seemed to be on the same level.

Mount Sumeru World

Emperor Shitian, the supreme ruling god who ruled Mount Sumeru for thirty-three days, came back to his senses. He could not calm down for a long time, and an endless sense of crisis hung over his head. He didn't even notice the cold sweat dripping from his chin.

Pure Land of Bliss

Sakyamuni was sitting on the lotus platform with his hands folded and chanting sutras, trying to calm himself. On both sides of the chanting hall sat bodhisattvas, buddhas, and arhats. At that moment, none of the bodhisattva statues could hold their forms; they had all been knocked to the ground by the aura that had fallen from the sky.

Only Guanyin Bodhisattva and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva remained seated on their lotus platforms, but their clothes were soaked with cold sweat. The fairy willow branches in the jade purification vase held by Guanyin Bodhisattva had fallen into his lap, and his hands were trembling.

In Takamagahara and the Celtic God Realm, all the gods who were not the main god were suppressed by the aura, and they fell to the ground. Takamagahara and Weiyuan China, where Amaterasu resided, were torn apart by an earthquake. Towers collapsed, and Amaterasu herself was directly crushed underneath.

After the 'space-time faults' in each world healed, the main gods of each realm began to contact one another. In the past, beings traveled between worlds by trains, but the space-time faults destroyed all the magic tracks laid between the worlds. Therefore, the communication between realms could only be carried out using the most primitive methods.

At the same time, on the edge of the underworld—

A girl of about thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing a thin black coat with a bow around her neck, resembling both a maid and a young lady, was sitting mid-air. She was not floating but rather sitting in the air as if it were a solid seat.

Her eyes, devoid of interest in the world, showed a flicker of emotion.

"The Red Dragon God Emperor was defeated... Who are you?"

"I feel the same power as myself, but stronger. Are you a 'Dragon God' from another world? Have you killed the Red Dragon God Emperor who drove me out of the dimensional gap?"

Dimensional Gap

A thousand-meter-long red dragon was bound by chains composed of countless truths. It was tied in the center of a divine wheel, similar to the crucifixion of Jesus.

Not to mention resisting, even moving a dragon finger was an impossible task.

Drops of dragon blood, radiating a dreamy aura, trickled from the dragon's body, which had been pierced by chains, and floated into the dimensional gap.

The once fierce red-gold eyes of the Crimson Dragon God Emperor were now dim, as if the fire of life was about to be extinguished.

Takumi casually conjured a bottle to collect the dragon's blood, throwing it out to let the bottle gather the precious liquid. The dragon's blood of the dragon of truth was a valuable substance—if it fell into a dying world, it could rejuvenate that world.

Takumi's golden eyes glimmered with dominance as he looked at the severely injured Red Dragon God Emperor, her body bound by chains woven from two truths and locked to the divine ring.

"Chilong, recognize the difference between you and me," Takumi said.

"I told you before that I came to conquer, not to kill. Now, will you choose to surrender to me or be enslaved?"

To put it bluntly, there was only one choice. The Red Dragon God Emperor was now nothing more than prey on the chopping block, and she could only pick what dish to become.

The winner takes all; the loser eats the dust.

The Red Dragon God Emperor's dim eyes looked at the 'only god' who appeared tiny compared to her massive dragon form, and she said weakly, "You... are too strong... I can't stop you no matter what I do."

Takumi replied calmly, "This is only natural."

The Red Dragon God Emperor continued, "If you intend to conquer, you won't destroy the world, will you?"

Takumi stated, "The loser has no right to make demands. You can only choose to 'voluntarily surrender' or 'be surrendered voluntarily.' I don't have much patience."

The golden eyes reflected the weak, struggling gaze of the Red Dragon God Emperor.

Takumi knew she had already considered surrendering. At this level, foolishness was not an option. If she died, her death would be in vain, and who knew how the world would be treated by the invader?

The Crimson Dragon God Emperor lowered her head, which had always been held high, and said weakly, "I surrender..."

She originally believed that, even if she wasn't a match for her opponent, as the embodiment of dream truth, she would at least be able to hold out for hundreds of years. She hadn't expected it to end in just two moves—no, even the first move could have killed her.

As the other party had said, he sought to conquer, not kill.

A slight curve appeared at the corner of Takumi's mouth. "Very well, then bring your 'truth' under my jurisdiction."

As he said this, the divine ring restraining the Red Dragon God Emperor began to glow. The phantom of the Teyvat Universe appeared in the dimensional gap. As the master of the Teyvat Universe, Takumi could naturally use the power of the entire universe.

Using the two truths, he siphoned the dream truth from the Red Dragon God Emperor, breathing the Dream Truth into the Teyvat Universe. In this way, the Dream Truth fell under his control. The Dream Truth was controlled by Takumi, and the Red Dragon God Emperor naturally followed.

That was why he had said from the start that, once defeated by him, the Red Dragon God Emperor would have no chance of turning the tables again.