My Bottle Cosmos

Chapter 750 695 Collision

"This guy...."

The Thunderbolt Ancient God, Star Lord, and others stared intently at the Light Ancient God before them.

This man, with just a few words, shifted the conflict away from himself, turning a united front into scattered sand.

Now, the Ancient God armies were on guard against each other, wary against one another, knowing that the enemy wasn't just the Light Ancient God; he was merely the greatest rival.

Darkness is destined to rise; who will wield the Celestial Dao and begin an era of cosmic conquest?

"Let us begin. I intended for those Mortal Ancient Gods to be cannon fodder, charging for either side." Thunderbolt Ancient God looked at the Star Lord beside him.

The Celestial Human Lineage of the Abyssal Remnants has been hiding in All Heavens and Myriads of Realms for years, naturally exchanging much secret communication with the mysterious lineage of the Star Lord.

"We can't let him keep talking." The Star Lord exhaled a long breath, looking at this old man who was the Light Ancient God, "His mouth, a silver tongue that bewilders people, too persuasive—twisting black and white, deceiving people to confusion, no matter what is said, he's been enslaving the entire cosmos for so many years! With just a mouth he washes it clean, whereas we end up seeming like the ones with ulterior motives."

Boom.

The central armies of both sides began their charge.

The grand Rainbow Bridge, with its divine brilliance cascading across the cosmos, saw numerous soldiers streaming into the Upper Realm.

"Let us begin." The Light Ancient God shook his head.

He certainly wasn't alone; behind him, forced by Li Qing, Celestial Humans had broken through to Ancient Gods, and now more than seven million of the Angel Ancient God Legion quickly emerged.

Angels swiftly flew out.

They also felt a chill, sensing they were played by the Light Ancient God.

But they had no choice but to march into battle.

Boom.

The entire Origin Continent instantly erupted into chaotic warfare.

"Merciful Father, dispel your light!"

"Merciful Lord, submit to the cycle of life!"

"My Father, go to your death!"

On this day, the era of dark blood battle officially began, heroes converged, thunder and light intertwined, with elites from various eras collected here.

The war fully ignited!

"Let's go." The Light Ancient God slowly stood up, leaving the Light Throne and the budding Ancient Tree that was about to be planted.

"Yes." Atabia silently followed behind him.

The Light Ancient God departed from the Origin Continent, and began drilling a tunnel into the ground, striding into the All Heavens and Myriads of Realms.

And it wasn't just the Light Ancient God; the Ninth Layer Ancient Gods on other battlefields were doing the same.

While fighting, they began to dig tunnels, like groundhogs, constantly pulling the battlefield into the Lower Realm's All Heavens and Myriads of Realms.

After all, this was normal; complex tunnels aren't easily concentrated upon, otherwise, with so much chaos above, one might be accidentally killed by a stray shot from the big shots without even realizing it.

These tunnel environments were considered the most suitable for ambushes, alley battles. Of course, they didn't think they would be the ones ambushed.

"The whole cosmos, with seventeen billion Ancient Gods fully engaged."

"Seventeen billion... stars?"

Li Qing walked through the corridor, slowly lifting his head, observing the splendid sky, the cosmos under such illumination, had become incredibly beautiful and radiant.

This was destined to be the bloodiest and most beautiful war in cosmic history!

"You Ten Great Throne Angels need not guard the old man any longer." The Light Ancient God waved his hand, "Go to the battlefields in All Heavens, snipe the enemy's strong players."

"Yes!" The Throne Angels nodded.

Among the Ten Great Throne Angels, Black Star revealed a look of eager anticipation, looking at the solitary Light elder, then glanced at Atabia.

Atabia's face darkened.

He dared, such courage.

Such a lone figure, decrepit as he was—did you dare strike?

Atabia signaled to Black Star with his eyes, urging him to leave with him, entering the battlefield.

After everyone left, Li Qing glanced at the sky filled with stars.

His astrology wasn't quite proficient, but by rough estimation, at this intensity, it must take around three years to end.

After all, the battlefield was too vast, too many participants.

Swish.

The stars flickered.

Li Qing initiated the notification system, mobilizing the army, encircling and eliminating the enemy.

Li Qing also used his Light Authority to apply delays to the enemies' star networks, causing them to miss opportunities when the stars flickered.

But the other forces seemed unaffected, still maintaining their communication networks, making contact, encircling and eliminating enemies, with fast small-unit operations.

"As expected, Thunderbolt successfully created its own exclusive network."

Li Qing wasn't surprised.

After all, he saw many people wearing router crowns, far too conspicuous; impossible to pretend one didn't see them.

"The cosmos has progressed, remembering when just newly built, it was wild, primitive, low-level, backward...." The Light Ancient God sighed deeply.

"Indeed, all past heroes are like this, step by step pioneering the future, holding high the torches."

From a distant Outer Heaven, a shadow gradually opened its mouth.

Swish.

The shadow kept stretching the tunnel, getting ever closer.

"Thunderbolt...." The Light Ancient God suddenly turned.

"It's me." A young tall youth strode forth, speaking softly, "King against king, soldiers against soldiers, in such a narrow tunnel, numbers are useless, especially for those stronger than you or me."

The current cosmos structure is unique.

Allows alley battles.

Allows mass battles.

In the two Supreme Realms, land expansion accommodates countless billions of troops, naturally enabling encirclements.

For someone like the Light Ancient God, even as a mighty entity, same-tier forces can still die—after all, with billions of same-tier opponents, one spit from each, and you'll be drowned.

But that's just theory; most cases result in immediate escape through tunnels once encircled, into narrow tunnels for alley confrontations, duels.

But not always true.

If pre-ambushed, placing axe-wielders beneath when someone digs, underground ambushes ensue, with two-sided attacks possibly leading to a tragic death.

The Thunderbolt Ancient God smiled, "Once I kill you, capture the king first to catch the thief; kill the aged king! Then, with the foundation of Light gone, the entire Angel Legion network will crumble, Light communication fails, your Angel Race is destined to lose."

"Do you think you can?" asked the Light Ancient God.

"He alone isn't enough." From the shadow, the mysterious Star Lord silently emerged, "I shall be the first Human Emperor in human history, leading All Heavens and Myriads of Realms—the Human Realm to rise."

"The Mythical Era of Angel Species, Demon Species will depart, the Human Emperor's era will dawn." The Star Lord smiled slightly.

"And me." Finally, a woman rapidly stepped out—unexpectedly Elis, resurrected in secret.

This mad woman, seeing the most beautiful prey, laughed wildly, "Hahahaha! Light Ancient God, I shall finally kill you, the father of destiny!! I will strip your skin, hang it on the wall as a lantern!"