Chapter 571: Void Creatures

Under the skeptical, incredulous, and ultimately desperate gaze of the God of Werewolves, Yenogu, the King of Ghouls—pale and emaciated, with no intact skin and emitting a stench of decay—quietly stepped back, making way for his master, or rather, his former master, Yenogu’s avatar.

Yenogu never expected such a situation. Filled with shock, anger, and disbelief, he glared at Dorison.

“Why betray me…”

In response to the God of Werewolves’ accusation, a slight fluctuation arose in the King of Ghouls’ soul flame. Both the avatars of the true gods present sensed clearly that this was Dorison showing disdain.

Yenogu tried to speak again, but Donald didn’t give him a chance. He immediately drew out the Whip of Order and, before the avatar of the God of Werewolves collapsed, seized its divine core, allowing the divine power that composed its avatar to dissipate.

Seeing Donald resolve one of the true gods’ avatars so cleanly, a hint of wariness appeared in the empty eyes of the King of Ghouls, who no longer possessed the vision of the living.

The moment Yenogu’s avatar perished, a roar filled with resentment and unwillingness echoed throughout Yenogu’s Domain on Layer 422 of the Abyss.

After finishing this, Donald ignored the chaotic clusters of divine energy and fragments of divine artifacts on the ground. He nodded gently at the King of Ghouls and said, “Undead, you are wise! I hope we won’t be enemies when we meet again…”

With that, Donald’s avatar of Divine Punishment activated the true artifact in his hand, the Gate of Uncertainty, turning into a beam of light before vanishing from the White Kingdom realm.

This was the confidence that allowed Donald to dare enter the depths of the Abyss alone with just one avatar. Although the Gate of Uncertainty was merely an elementary divine artifact, as a powerful creation of the Babylonian pantheon focused on spatial realms, it could generally not be interrupted by lower gods unless stopped on the spot by a being of rank equal to or above a mid-tier god.

The King of Ghouls, Dorison, saw the light of transmission emanating from the other party and resisted the urge to intervene and stop this true god’s avatar.

For he already understood the origin and strength of this true god. The King of Ghouls, who had followers among the undead in his home world, had far better intelligence gathering capabilities than his former master, the God of Werewolves, Yenogu. Naturally, he was aware that most of the major events that had occurred in his home world over the past few years involved this Nature Guardian.

Especially since the other party was a true god of the natural realm, who was incompatible with undead creatures and negative energy domains, and also wielded a powerful divine artifact. Even if he went all out and fought on his own territory, the chances of leaving behind the incarnation of this true god were slim.
Moreover, his pretended submission to Yenogu was merely to use this foolish god of the werewolves as a shield to prevent those more powerful demon lords from coveting the territory of the White Kingdom in the 421st plane and causing trouble for him—it was not true submission to the other party’s strength.
Now that Yenogu had lost his only true divine artifact and his demigod incarnation had been destroyed, he would not be able to regain his strength for at least a thousand years. Thus, he lost his value as a shield for the king of the zombies, who had little human emotion, and immediately abandoned this “master.”
It was not until the other party’s figure completely disappeared, leaving no trace of spatial disturbance, and Doreisen, who had stopped breathing, finally let out a silent sigh.
In fact, the loyal king of the zombies had remained unmoved by the offers of alliance from many powerful abyssal lords, waiting all along for the return of his master, who had been missing for thousands of years—Oscar, the king of undead creatures, second only to the three abyssal giants.
He firmly believed that his master had not perished but was trapped somewhere, waiting to return to the abyss.
Such perseverance was beyond the understanding of other living beings, and only the king of undead creatures who created him could make Doreisen so loyal, even at the cost of his own life.
Sometimes, the simpler-minded creatures are able to show perseverance that ordinary people cannot comprehend!
Putting aside the king of the zombies’ wishes, on the main world side, after the Spider Queen returned defeated, losing both her incarnation and divine artifact, any other beings who had been tempted to challenge Donald for the throne completely extinguished their greed.
Even the lower-tier divine incarnations of the Spider Queen had been defeated by him, and aside from the helpers on the main world side, his powerful allies like the Goddess of Agriculture had not intervened.
With their limited strength, any attempt to fight would only result in them being defeated.
So, until the avatar of divine punishment returned and Donald ascended to the throne, no further incidents occurred.
“How did it go?”
The King of the North hurried over and asked.
Donald replied with a smile, “I went to the abyss. Yenogu’s incarnation no longer exists!”
At these words, even those who trusted Donald greatly were surprised.

After all, everyone knows what the Endless Abyss is. It’s fine if it’s the shallow layers of the abyss; even demi-gods or legendary golden-level warriors can return safely if they are careful. But the danger in the deeper layers of the abyss increases exponentially as one goes deeper.

At this moment, the Divine Kingdom had already reached the highest position in the main world’s plane of existence, moving closer to the stars in the night sky. Everyone knew that if no other obstacles arose, it was a certainty that Donald, the true god and Natural Guardian, would successfully ascend to the throne!

“Everyone! See you later in the Divine Kingdom!”

Under everyone’s gaze, Donald’s true form and the Divine Kingdom transformed into burning stars, breaking through the final barrier and ascending into the sky. Then, the celestial phenomenon that had lasted a day and night due to the elevation of the Divine Kingdom disappeared, and the sky of the entire plane suddenly became brightly lit—it was already noon the next day.

The people of Dalaran, as well as those in the united kingdoms of Thelos and Sylria, couldn’t help but cheer in celebration! Although most of them were followers of the Natural Guardian, it was still a source of pride for their countries to have a true god ascending to the throne. With a true god in charge, invading forces would have to be more cautious before taking action, at least ensuring hundreds of years of peace for their countries. As for the future, it would depend on whether the ruling royal families could remain strong and free from corruption.

After the Divine Kingdom left the main world’s plane barrier, everything became much simpler. The Divine Kingdom was naturally suited to exist in the void. Once it left the main world, free from the pressure of spatial friction and rule-based reactions, Donald felt lighter, no longer needing even a thousandth of his previous strength to propel the Divine Kingdom upward.

“As expected, true gods are indeed creatures suited for the void. Even my true form, devoted to faith, feels as if it has shed a heavy burden once it leaves the main world!”

After breaking through the main world’s spatial barrier and ascending a distance, Donald exclaimed in awe. But before he could finish his thoughts, he noticed a group of life forces approaching in the distance, looking quite aggressive and malicious.