Supremacy Games

1489 The Punishement of The Universe.

Ravager and Massia were nothing but a drop in an ocean when it came to the casualties the entire heavenly realm sustained.

The death toll soared into the millions, and the spectral realm grew heavy with despair. The universe itself shuddered, sensing the unholy ritual taking place.

At last, Lord Hades felt the mounting anguish of the fallen spirits, causing him to make his move and save them.

With newfound resolve, he rose from his mediation position and extended his arms outward.

A brilliant light emanated from his hands, unlike any the spectral realm had ever witnessed! It was a celestial radiance, a manifestation of his dormant powers, harnessed now for the salvation of his realm.

Everyone on the heavenly plane lifted their heads and watched as the blue sky became golden all of a sudden. Then, it started raining with mesmerizing divine droplets.

No one was able to escape from the divine droplets as they went through anything in their way, stopping only when they touched the spirits.

'What's this?'

Felix narrowed his eyes as he watched his entire body get covered in divine light, feeling empowered and refreshed like he could take an entire army by himself!

While it only gave him this feeling, the newly turned fallen specters, and other struggling spirits felt a profound transformation happening within them.

The malevolent negative dark energy could no longer touch them. It was as though they were encased in a protective cocoon of radiant light, shielding them from the suffering that was about to befall them!

"It's the lord's grace!! He hasn't forsaken us!"

"Praise The Lord!! Praise The Lord!!"

"Run outside of the city while you are still under the lord's protection!"

With their newfound immunity to the negative energy, the protected spirits began to flee their cities, seeking refuge far from the malevolent dark clouds.

They moved with urgency, putting as much distance as possible between themselves and the chaos.

Honestly, they didn't even need to do that as the divine droplets were also erasing the spreading of negative energy in all cities.

its powers wane over time, seemingly about

he sure managed to

he watched his efforts of

death toll is enough for the universe to punish him.' Duke Humphrey smiled

notice of the grave injustice

as ancient as time itself,

that punishing Lord Hades, it would make things worse

cared about was right

were erased from existence under Lord Hades' rulership warranted

form shrouded in an eerie darkness, he suddenly felt a searing pain

He thought

as an uncomfortable tingling sensation, like the prickling

looked down, he noticed tendrils of brilliant light emerging from his skin. They resembled

his form, tightening with a merciless

not mere symbols of imprisonment but the

them as they were the constraints placed upon them by the universe, used to keep them

duties, which was guarding the souls and spirits against erasure, his

coiled around him like serpents, their grip unrelenting, and

excruciating, unlike anything the ruler of the spectral realm had ever endured. Yet, he neither screamed nor showed a

Lord Hades knew that this would last for

demi-gods punishments, the universe was an absolute merciless

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was a masterpiece of divine craftsmanship, adorned with intricate, celestial motifs that seemed

himself, seated upon a twisted throne of fire and magma, wore an

was robust and muscular, with a sturdy frame that spoke of immense

marked by scars and burn marks, seemingly glorifying the wounds his laws could

weathered texture, as if it has been forged by the very fires he commanded, bearing

gleamed with an inner fire, often appearing as deep, fiery orbs

The one and only Unigin with the powers to

his eyes were reflecting a hazy images that resembled

in." He showed an icy smile as he stood up from his throne. "It's time to show my worth to the Upper Celestials and earn my rightful spot

a single step forward, he disappeared from the throne room and appeared at an everlasting expanse of mesmemirizing

empty at all as they were packed to the brim with armies