Ye Yun ignored the black ant continuing its slaughter and bypassed the fourth level, heading towards the fifth. For him, killing these gods was secondary; finding the secret realms scattered throughout the divine mountain was the real priority.
Black Ant clearly sensed Ye Yun's appearance but was so surrounded by a swarm of bird-people that it couldn't break free.
An hour later, Ye Yun stood three hundred meters to the left of the great road, facing a ten-meter-tall tombstone.
"Seven heavens and fourteen wings in the world of seven days, twelve dojos reaching the heavens. - Michael of the Fourth Heaven, the Sun Heaven."
Ye Yun looked at the epitaph on the tombstone, a sense of absurdity instantly arising in his heart.
Since Ye Yun had entered the divine realm, everything had been drastically different from the real world, except for some races that seemed to have a connection to reality. Even the named big shots among the native gods he had killed before had little connection to reality. But this tombstone before him made Ye Yun somewhat bewildered.
Who was Michael? He was the deputy ruler of Heaven in Western religion, the God of War of Heaven, and the only angel among the sixty-nine guardian angels of the emerging nations who had not fallen! Legend had it that his true status was second only to Archangel Gabriel, the ruler of the Sun Heaven on the fourth heaven, governing countless wise men and saints. Even Ye Yun, who didn't believe in religion, had heard too much about this fellow.
But why was this person's tombstone in such a virtual world? Did the other eleven dojos also have similar tombstones?
Thinking of this, Ye Yun's heart trembled. If this were the case, then the secret of this divine mountain would be immense. Moreover, taking a small example to see the whole, Ye Yun vaguely understood why this game could reflect the real world. He had grasped a faint thread, but it was still blurry.
He suddenly recalled the illusory old man he saw when he broke through to the Monarch and Extreme realms. The old man had always warned him not to let his strength reach 100%, but instead to accumulate attributes, to increase his attribute points to an unimaginable level. However, his current attribute points were already supreme in the universe. Even the second-ranked demon butterfly, if all its added attribute points were considered, probably wouldn't have a fraction of his.
Also, could the fact that his talents could suddenly be improved also be related to this?
Ye Yun drew the Sword of Kings and, with a hint of doubt, slashed at the tombstone.
miss
miss
After several attempts, the tombstone remained unaffected.
"It seems this is indestructible," Ye Yun muttered with some disappointment. But a game would likely have some purpose in placing this in a special location. Was it just to remind players that this was Michael's tomb?
"By my master's command, I guard Buzhou Divine Mountain. Who dares disturb!" A golden vortex suddenly appeared in the sky, and a white silhouette emerged from it. He had red hair, twelve emerald green wings on his back, and held a greatsword radiating a faint holy light.
However, this was ultimately just a projection, a projection of will. But even as a projection of will, Ye Yun could feel its power. After all, he was a twelve-winged angel, and his wings were colored, making him far more powerful than the divine masters he had encountered before. Of course, Ye Yun's current strength was also incomparable to what it was before.
"Buzhou Divine Mountain?" Ye Yun was not too surprised by Michael's appearance, but the information he spoke made Ye Yun's face pale. Buzhou Divine Mountain, wasn't that something from Eastern mythology? How could it appear in a game?
What was even stranger to Ye Yun was that this mythological system had no information about it, even in the divine realm of the real world. Even the existence of the Immortal Court was so ancient that related records had long since vanished into the river of history.
"Human race?! And an Eastern human! How can there be an Eastern human here!" Michael's expression changed drastically as he looked at Ye Yun.
"Oh? War God, you actually know I'm an Eastern human?" Ye Yun looked at the angel in the sky with surprise. Both sentences he had spoken since appearing contained a lot of information.
"God said, the East is the world of demons, and Easterners are the descendants of demons. Eastern humans, accept God's judgment! Holy Light Judgment!" Michael did not answer Ye Yun's question but raised his greatsword with both hands and swung it down at Ye Yun.
"Heh, as expected of deities deeply rooted in the West, even their followers are so shameless." Ye Yun sneered. A twelve-winged being was equivalent to a Great Saint realm in the real world. Let alone a mere projection of will, even if the real body were here, Ye Yun could stand there and let them attack without taking any damage.
miss
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Countless holy light sword shadows fell on Ye Yun, bringing up waves of immunity damage numbers, reflecting the solemn and somewhat astonished look in Michael's eyes.
"You continue, I can take it." Ye Yun even put away his weapon and smiled gently at the illusory figure in the sky.
"Who are you!" Seeing that his attacks were ineffective against Ye Yun, Michael immediately stopped, looking at Ye Yun with surprise and uncertainty.
"A mere projection is not worthy of asking your granddaddy. When your granddaddy finds your true body, I'll see how I roast your chicken wings."
Holy light? Gods? They were just toys created by some powerful individuals! However, this strong being seemed to have deep resentment towards humans, especially Eastern humans. Even the thoughts infused into these tool-like gods carried such great hostility.
Fortunately, the real world had no connection to this.
"Arrogant fool!" In an instant, Michael's projection surged, and the entire space was thrown into chaos. Ye Yun even felt a sense of malevolence from it.
"Common people say angels are holy and pure, and you are the only great angel who has not fallen. But how could they know that you are the mastermind behind the true fall of those fallen angels?!" Ye Yun looked at the sinister projection and probed with some doubt.
"Hahahaha, ignorant human. Father God created us. God and demon are merely distinctions Father God made between us brothers! Now that I am demonized, I can unleash eighty percent of my original strength.小子, die!" Michael looked at Ye Yun, his illusory figure flickering erratically, appearing exceptionally eerie. At the same time, his weapon inexplicably changed into a black spear, and he charged at Ye Yun!
"Idiot!"
Ye Yun felt his worldview of Western mythology collapsing. Justice and darkness were actually from the same faction. One had to know that the West was currently fighting fiercely for its beliefs. If they knew that there was actually one master behind it all, what a spectacular expression they would have.