Chapter 550: The Fall Of The Gods

Translator. EndlessFantasy Translation | Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Lords who were watching the Crimson Moon returned to the livestream, but now, all they could see were dim and lifeless remains floating in the icy void.

Everyone was shocked.

“What’s going on?!”

-Was it necessary to make such a huge mess? All guild members went to fight! And they took the entire army with just that. What’s the point of it all now?!” “Did the ancient faction choose to go down with a bang? The sects invested so much manpower. They ended up with nothing in the end.”

“Could any expert analyze the impact of this? I feel lost!

The Lords discussed fervently. Xu Yuan was lost in confusion.

Even though various possibilities had been considered, he never imagined that

Nami would ultimately destroy the Crimson Moon!

‘■Isn’t the Crimson Moon the source of your power?!” He looked at Nami in disbelief.

What would be the consequences of such an action?

“For something to be renewed, it needs to be destroyed,” Nami said as she looked at Xu Yuan with a radiant smile. She pointed at something.

Xu Yuan turned to look. The fragments suspended in the void released a faint energy.

The energy flowed outward at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, it merged into the void and disappeared from sight.

Xu Yuan felt uneasy, but he couldn’t understand why.

A few seconds later, he suddenly felt a heavy burden upon himself. The dark power within him began to operate sluggishly.

■What’s happening?’

He turned to look at Nami beside him.

“Now, we’re entering a new era,” she said with a mysterious smile.

When the Blood Moon shattered, the believers on the Main Plane looked up to the sky collectively. They were bewildered.

The divine gazes that had enveloped them vanished.

In the past, they had felt the scorching presence of gods who gazed down upon them like the sun.

But now, they were left with nothing.

It was as if a person accustomed to standing in the light suddenly had their candle blown out.

They looked around, and only saw pitch darkness.

The sense of security vanished.

Many believers trembled in fear. They prostrated on the ground and uttered

prayers.

They hoped it was all just a mistake. They yearned to attract the attention of the gods with prayers once again.

No matter how devoutly they prayed or how fervently they recited the hymns, there was no response.

Believers wept in sorrow. Some knelt on the ground with faces filled with despair.

Some believers eventually snapped out of their shock. They doubted this was happening. They rushed to the sect they belonged to.

When they reached the respective sects, they found many believers gathered there. They all looked shocked.

They discussed it among themselves and found out that it wasn’t just them.

None of them could sense the presence of the gods.

This revelation made their terror worse. It meant that the gods they had believed in had fallen. They were gone!

Many believers couldn’t accept the truth, and they rushed to the temples. They prayed solemnly.

No matter how sincere their prayers were, there was no response at all. It made them feel even more hopeless.

Soon, the entire world learned that the sects were facing a massive crisis. The loss of connection between the believers and gods had come to pass. What did it signify?

Ambitious individuals in positions of power felt an irrepressible surge of excitement and anticipation. If their speculations were true, then the world was truly going to change!

They would become the new rulers of the world, with no one left to surpass them!

Nobles, merchants, and various factions began to employ all means to uncover information about the sects.

Soon they learned even more astonishing news. The priests had lost all their power!

The power of the priests came directly from the gods. They were the closest to the gods and were a symbol of the sects.

Losing that power meant that the gods were no more.

The Crimson Moon had exploded, and the sects had been wiped out. Those with ambitions couldn’t stay still. Their excitement grew.

As direct spokespersons of the gods, the sects possessed vast resources. They had accumulated ores, food, potions, weapons, etc.

In the past, they had strong armies for protection. They were almost invincible because they had the gods’ support.

But now, they had lost the power to defend themselves, and their most potent support was gone. The assets and resources that had contributed to the sect’s income were now fair game.

As the believers didn’t make any progress in the fight, the crisis intensified.

The turmoil from the outside world had yet to affect the territories.

Xu Yuan stood atop the sturdy and expansive city walls and gazed at the sky.

His thoughts were all jumbled.

It had already been two days since the Crimson Moon had shattered.

That night, Nami had destroyed the Blood Moon in front of him and Su Wan. She had wiped out the armies of the sects.

The gods’ powers were stripped. Those once revered gods were rendered powerless.

He recalled Nami’s promise. She had said that she would bury the new gods with her bare hands.

He had thought of many possible outcomes. Even at the beginning, he hadn’t completely believed that Nami would succeed. However, he hadn’t expected she could make it come true in front of the entire Main Plane.

However, the deprivation of the gods’ powers was not the end; the most crucial part was yet to come.

The gods were now powerless.

By then, the Abyss, Hell, and Undead planes would all be connected to the Main Plane. The fallen evil gods would charge at the Main Plane in fury and rage after losing their power.

The true test had only just begun.

Therefore, before Nami hastily departed, she instructed him to act cautiously. Before leaving, she told him that the power he carried was preserved using a special force.

The old rules had already taken effect, and a way to reactivate the power had yet to be found. It was temporarily unusable.

As for what that method of activation was, it was also unclear.

Xu Yuan was accustomed to the darkness. He felt light and agile with his new powers. But the power was sealed, so the desert could no longer grant him strength and support.

This sensation was jarring. He felt like a fish that had moved from an ocean to a small pool. He felt suffocated.

Footsteps sounded from behind and interrupted his thoughts. He turned to see Timo walking toward him with a grave face.

“Archduke Qing You has sent word. The elderly king of the Holy Kingdom is critically ill and is on the brink of death. They are inquiring whether you are prepared to take action to seize the throne of the Holy Kingdom.”

At the same time, Prince Jia Wen sent more details about the situation at his end. The Abyssal Evil God that the Royal Family was in league with had suddenly lost all power..