Chapter 317

The demons who survived the attack of the 'Sky Star' looked up in fear, despair, and bewilderment at the 'army of gods from another world' descending from the cracks in the world's film into the sky of the underworld.

Under the aura of the most powerful god, all the demons lacked even the courage to resist, their bodies as stiff as statues. The highest-level demons among them had encountered gods from other worlds before, but none had ever wielded such a terrifying presence.

What they saw now was beyond imagination—a god comparable to the "Biblical God" descended from the rotating red whirlpool, flanked by other gods. The divine ring behind Him shone like the sun. Countless strange red squares formed tentacles that extended from the vortex, reaching into the depths of the underworld sky. Those tentacles resembled woven fishing nets, attempting to capture the entire 'underworld'.

The four demon kings looked up at the terrifying army of gods, their hearts sinking. The attack seemed designed to annihilate them from the beginning. What choice did they have now, facing such power? Despite their combined efforts to defeat the 'Sky Star', they had exhausted all their magic power.

Sirzechs stood up from the center of the pit. Although he wasn't injured, he no longer had much fighting strength left. Ajuka, Serafall, and Farbiwin also climbed out of the pit. Serafall cried and laughed, "Sirzechs, Ajuka, I have no strength left. I'm sorry. It seems they won't listen to our plea for peace."

Sirzechs' face was filled with gloom. Just as he was about to declare his intent to fight to the death, a majestic and commanding voice rang out from the sky.

"We are here to conquer the demon clan of the underworld. We, the gods of Teyvat, give you two choices."

"First, resist us with the determination to die. We of Teyvat will grant you the dignity you deserve, allowing you to die as heroes protecting your world."

"Second, join our 'divine lineage' and become one of us. We will treat you as compatriots, family members, and brothers."

"We give you only ten minutes to make your choice. After that, we will eliminate all who resist."

Morax unleashed his divine power without reservation, looking down upon the demons below. These were the elite of the entire 'underworld'. At this time, there were no more than one million demons in the 'underworld', most of them lower-level demons transformed from humans. Pure-blood demons numbered fewer than 10,000. The entire demon race had been devastated in the last war.

As a ruler of Liyue for thousands of years, Morax understood how to rule—intimidate the entire group with the threat of extinction, then offer them the option of surrender. Faced with the survival of their entire race, other issues became trivial.

The four demon kings, who were initially prepared to fight to their deaths for the survival of their race, hesitated. The will to burn their lives in resistance faltered. In an instant, the underworld seemed as bright as the human world, and they exchanged glances, breathing long sighs of relief.

Raising their heads, they looked at the divine beings hovering above them and then flew forward bravely. Wasn't this what they had hoped for all along? Now they understood why the enemy had suddenly attacked. It was to establish authority.

Could they trust the gods of another world? How could a god comparable to the 'Biblical God' even bother to lie, unless he embodied the 'god of lies'? Yet, the opponent's aura was so upright and powerful—the most typical aura of a just god.

The demons, who were pressed to the ground, looked up at the demon kings flying towards the terrifying gods in fear, despair, and confusion. They didn't know what choice the demon kings would make, but they lacked the will to stand and fight anyway. Any resolve they once had had been shattered beneath the 'Sky Star'.

Rias and Sona looked at their respective siblings. They knew what choices their brothers and sisters would make. There was no sense of humiliation—the gods of the other world were too powerful, beyond the ability of the entire underworld to resist. When the oppressor is overwhelmingly strong, their words become the 'truth'.

Morax watched as the four demon kings flew up without hesitation. He withdrew the aura that had oppressed them, regarding them calmly with his golden eyes. He wasn't surprised; rather, this was as expected. As long as there was rationality, they wouldn't make reckless decisions.

When Sirzechs arrived before the gods of another world, a red magic circle appeared beneath his feet. Without hesitation, he knelt on one knee, bowing his head. The other three demon kings did the same. Though unwilling, the reality left them no choice—resistance would lead only to destruction.

Sirzechs spoke, "There are seventy-two pillar families in the underworld. Currently, thirty-three families still exist. All of them are willing to surrender. The four of us have full authority to make the decision."

Ajuka added, "May we know the name of our new god?"

Morax put away the spear in his hand and said calmly, "My name is Morax, the 'main god' of the Teyvat pantheon. Since you are willing to surrender, please join our Teyvat pantheon."

Takumi had temporarily given the authority to recruit others as a "god" to Morax. After speaking, Morax drew the four demon kings into the group of gods.

Upon hearing the name 'Morax,' the four demon kings were instantly shocked, their eyes widening in disbelief.

"What?!"

"Morax!"

As members of the seventy-two demon god families, they were very familiar with the name. Morax, originally ranked twenty-first in the family line, had died alongside the 'Biblical God' during an ancient war. Now, the family line had been severed.

How could this be?

Coincidence, or fate?