Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

Chapter 676: Chapter 374 The Eternal Path_2

As he invoked the Holy Light and the Ring of Balance, passed through the sky barrier, and entered the Master Plane, the gathered faith on the ground erupted in a tidal cry of astonishment: “The God of Equality and Balance! The God of Balance, it’s the God of Balance!”

“Oh heavens, is the end of the world upon us? Is the Undead Calamity coming? The gods are descending!”

How they used to cry and pray, never receiving a response from the gods, at most experiencing Holy Spirit Possessions. To most worshippers, gods only existed in legends and the Holy Code.

It’s no wonder doubts arose. People instinctively question what they’ve never seen before. Likewise, having never seen anything of this sort in their lifetime, they now saw three, four piling up before their eyes.

A crowd of angels gathered around. According to the script designed by Anthony, Ange was supposed to loudly question the God of Arbitration at this moment. However, he tilted his head when he saw the bizarre Sorrow Angels among them.

“You… are guilty,” said Ange, his voice loud and flat without any change in tone, as if he were making a plain statement. Yet, the Sorrow Angels appeared at a loss as they watched Sacred Flames ignite on their bodies.

Are the Sorrow Angels guilty? Of course, at least according to the Church of Light, these Sorrow Angels were created from heretics with heavy sins.

Yet, no one had ever judged them until now.

Now they have, and the effect was particularly good. The burning Sacred Flames quickly burned the wings on their bodies, causing them to lose control and fall one after another.

The believers below could not actually distinguish between Sorrow Angels and Battle Angels. They only heard Ange pronounce ‘guilty’, and then saw angels falling down in flames. Did this not imply that these falling angels were guilty?

“You—” the God of Arbitration rushed over.

Ange quickly retreated, shouting loudly at the same time: “Arbitration, you have abandoned the light, the God above revoked your qualification to enter Heaven. Those who are not just will be cast out by the light!”

Ange’s words were succinct, like reading from a script. Indeed, he was reciting from a script. These were the lines taught by Anthony. However, the content was earth-shattering, and the sound reverberated across the entire sky and earth, leaving the worshippers and believers below dumbfounded.

Confusion and anger appeared on the poker-faced God of Arbitration, Anthony’s words were unforgivably vicious.

Ange passed through the heavenly barrier unhindered because he was certified and did not need to forcefully break the barrier as before to enter.

The God of Arbitration collided with the barrier. In his rushes, he punched the barrier. Bang! A thunderous boom rang out from the heavenly barrier.

As Locke, Ange needed eight or nine seconds to break the barrier. The God of Arbitration, however, didn’t have that time. As his first strike hits the heavenly barrier, Ange had already activated the Staff of Heaven. The heavenly fortress began to slowly move.

The heavenly fortress was stuck on the Master Plane’s barrier, leading to the current situation. Once the fortress began to move, the rupturing force would no longer exist and the plane’s barrier would recover at the fastest speed.

The God of Arbitration punched the heavenly barrier dozens of times in five seconds. When he wanted to continue, the interdimensional barrier had recovered, and the rupture was gone.

Just as the newly recovered interdimensional barrier wasn’t sturdy, the God of Arbitration instinctively wanted to tear space to follow. He wanted to break through the heavenly barrier in one go and kill everyone inside.

However, at this moment, he sensed something, turned his head, and saw that the believers and worshippers on the ground were all looking at him with shocked expressions. When he looked over, many people even scornfully looked away and lowered their heads.

Thump! Ange’s words were confirmed—the God of Arbitration was stripped of his qualifications to enter Heaven and was expelled by the light.

No! It’s not as you see! It’s not me who was expelled, it’s these people who stole the Heavenly Fortress! The God of Arbitration’s heart roared in fury.

But it was no use, people were more willing to believe what they saw with their own eyes. ‘The God of Balance’ could enter Heaven unhindered, but he was stopped by the barrier.

He had lost his qualification to enter Heaven, he had abandoned the light, he had lost his fairness…

The God of Arbitration could almost hear everyone’s thoughts.

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“Tsk, tsk, tsk, do you think Arbitration has a way to explain this? Isn’t he at a complete disadvantage?” Negris said gleefully.

Even with the superior wisdom as a God of Knowledge, he couldn’t think of a way for the God of Arbitration to escape his disadvantage. As long as he couldn’t enter the Heavenly Fortress, the charge of his expulsion would be unassailable.

Once the situation here spread, every believer who prayed to Arbitration would invariably think: Does the unfair God of Arbitration still qualify to arbitrate others?

This was a tremendous and irreparable blow to the power of the God of Arbitration.

“Unless he can silence how many tens of thousands of them?” Negris asked Ange.

“Five hundred and eighty-six thousand, seven hundred and seventy-nine people,” Ange replied.

During the two weeks down in the marshes, hundreds of thousands of people had gathered. They were so numerous that they couldn’t accurately be counted, but when Ange’s Ring of Balance swept past them, the number could be calculated accurately down to a single individual.

“Unless he can silence the mouths of those five hundred and eighty-six thousand, seven hundred and seventy-nine people,” Negris said.

“Hahaha.” Everyone laughed in delighted triumph at the God of Arbitration’s plight. After a few rounds of laughter, they all looked up towards the outside of the barricade because the light outside had dimmed.

The Holy Kingdom was always suspended above the Resting Abyss, sharing its luminosity. For the past two weeks, it had been sharing the sunlight of the Master Plane.

Now, all of the light had disappeared, leaving the outside of the barricade in complete darkness.

“Is this the Void? It’s pitch black, why aren’t there any stars?” Luther gazed upwards, asking his question.

“You’re confusing the Void with the starry sky. They’re not even on the same level of existence,” Misha replied disdainfully.

“Ah? They’re not?” Luther stopped in surprise.

“Of course not.” Misha emphasized.

“What’s the difference?” Luther asked with curiosity.

Misha shook her head: “How would I know? I’m not a Space Mage. All I know is they are not the same level of existence.”

Luther turned to Durken, looking past a Bronze Dragon currently striking a pose and asked, “Alchemy King Durken, could you please explain the difference between the Void and the starry sky?”

Durken amusingly asked, “Why don’t you ask the God of Knowledge?”

Luther shrugged, “He likes to show off and talks in a complicated manner. I can’t understand.”

That upset Negris: “You pig-headed fool.”

Durken pondered for a moment, then tried to explain with simple words: “If our Master Plane and the Abyss Dimension are seen as bubbles, then the Void is the water that supports these bubbles. We can easily swim from one bubble to another in the ‘water’.”@@novelbin@@

“The Holy Kingdom is also a Void Fortress. It can carry us freely in the ‘water’ without us drowning. Dimensional teleportation, on the other hand, is like removing the ‘water’ between two dimensions, allowing you to instantly traverse different dimensions.”

“When you look at the starry sky from the Master Plane, each star could potentially be a droplet carrying countless planes.”

“Ooooh-” Locke, who had finally understood, gasped: “This means there’s water everywhere outside of the Plane? So, even in the most barren Abyss, things can grow?”

Purple Corpse held his head, nudging with his knuckles, “The ‘water’ here refers to the Void, it’s the Void, the Void. Even I understand this. You’re a stupid horse.”

“With so many stars in the sky, could each one be a ‘water’? Wouldn’t that mean there are at least thousands of worlds like the Master Plane?” Luther said, shocked.

On a normal night in the Master Plane, there were so many stars that they were innumerable, certainly numbering in the thousands.

“Heh, thousands?” Negris sneered: “In Stellaris Academy, there was a counting game that had been happening for hundreds of years since the Stargazing Tower was built. The astrologists of Stellaris still haven’t been able to count exactly how many stars there are.”

Just then, the big cat that Purple Corpse had been using as a pillow suddenly stood up and opened its mouth and made a noise towards the barricade.

The big cat was able to emit dimensional vibrations, which could carve a hole in the Resting Wind. Yet in the Void, its vibration was transmitted like a wave into the distance without forming a hole, until it hit something and bounced back.

Ange senses the returning vibration which forms an image in his mind – a thin, long object with no discernible end.

“Eternity Road?!”