Even powerful demagogs, after weighing the pros and cons, tacitly acknowledged the strength of this team.

The war fortress was a grand work that combined various fields of the eternal knight empire.

And once fully activated, it could unleash a power that even gods would take notice of.

However, forging a war fortress was extremely difficult, involving many complex processes and rare materials.

Even for a colossal force like the Eternal Knight Empire, they only possessed a few dozen war fortresses.

Although this number seemed considerable, it was still insufficient given the Empire's vast ruling area.

Furthermore, even owning a war fortress did not mean it could be used directly.

to unleash the corresponding combat power of a war fortress.

Tens of thousands of at least six tier extraordinary beings needed to assist in its operation.

Currently, EMO and the others were not utilizing the war fortress correctly.

The war fortress war from its name, it was clear that this thing was prepared for war.

It was not an auxiliary item to enhance strength, but strategic tool that could determine the outcome of a war.

Using a war fortress to enhance strength was actually an extremely extravagant way of using it.

But if it could increase the survival probability of demagog believers, then so be it.

Compared to the lives of demagod powerhouses, the war fortress was not irreplaceable.

In another distant void area, the resources here were quite abundant with many life planes.

Now this rich area had also revived a divine relic which was a particularly high level reaching the realm of true gods.

Such a highle divine relic naturally attracted many onlookers.

Nearly 200 demagods gathered here.

Among them several dozen at the level of powerful demagods and even several at the level of pseudo gods.

Damn it.

Hawk, who had reached the peak demagod level and had established his plane here, felt increasingly uneasy as more and more demagods arrived.

Hawk, don't be so angry.

We're all friends.

Just came to see what's wrong with you.

Milt, who was familiar with Hawk and also had considerable strength, chuckled, feeling somewhat shot in Freuda.

Hawk immediately shot him a glare, his eyes glinting coldly.

Milt, however, ignored this intimidating gaze, unbothered, thinking that everyone's strength was about the same.

So, who was he trying to scare? Hawk snorted coldly.

Then, his divine powers surged, and a powerful aura pressed down in all directions, instantly, making him the focus of a scene.

Everyone turned to look, their expressions puzzled, not understanding why he was provocatively challenging so many powerful beings present.

how you all fight for this divine relic.

I don't care.

It's up to your abilities, but if anyone dares to touch my world, don't blame me for going all out.

" Hawk's voice spread far and wide, warning everyone present.

His own plane was not far from the relic, only about a 100 void units away.

How should one describe this distance? Not quite close, but not far either.

Theoretically, as long as everyone did not intentionally cause trouble, it would not affect his plane.

But he feared that enemies might take advantage of the chaos and bring the turmoil into his plane.

If that happened, even if they fought back, his entire believer force would likely suffer severe losses.

Several top tier beings slightly furrowed their brows at Hawk's warning, but did not say much.

They had come here to fight for the treasures of the divine relic, not to make deadly enemies.

"This guy is quite cautious," a player remarked with a laugh.

If he weren't cautious, he'd have been turned to dust long ago.

A companion immediately chimed in.

Better not draw his attention.

This guy is very strong, and his plane is nearby.

If we really provoke him, we can't handle it.

A player showed a weary expression as he felt Hawk's powerful aura.

Since the divine relic had not yet fully awakened and no treasures had poured out, the scene was temporarily calm with everyone quietly waiting for changes in the relic.

The entire void area could be divided into three tiers.

Pseudo god level, powerful demigods, and other demagods with weaker beings farther away.

There were the fewest at the pseudo god level.

Only seven in total for players and three local beings.

This brother seems to be a new face.

May I ask what your name is? Leong from the Eastern District looking at a young player nearby with a handsome appearance, gentle demeanor, and silver eyes asked with a light smile.

Logically, players who could come here and were so strong should have been heard of.

Yet, he had no impression of the young man in front of him.

The other players also perked up, curious.

The gentle-l lookinging young man smiled slightly and replied softly, "My name is Creation.

" Chapter 261.

The power of the spirit of creation.

Creation.

Lee Dong murmured to himself, searching for any related memories in his mind, only to find that he had no impression of it at all.

He had never heard of this name.

The other players frowned and thought as well, and likely Dong, they had no recollection of it.

They also had never heard of this name.

A few players who had reached the pseudo god level exchanged glances and then communicated with each other.

Hawk Milt, have you heard of this name? Leong asked the other two telepathically.

No, never heard of it.

Hawk shook his head and replied.

Maybe it's a powerful being from another region.

Otherwise, with such strength, there shouldn't be a complete lack of information about them, even from other regions, Milt pondered and said, but then hesitated a bit.

The void realm is indeed boundless, filled with many life planes and numerous players.

However, the number of players who have reached the pseudo god level is not many.

As for other players, that could be overlooked.

Those of the same level should have some knowledge of each other.

After all, as long as you develop and venture into the void, you will inevitably connect with other players, leading to information leaking out and gradually being reported up the chain until it reaches the eyes of players of the same level.

This is an unavoidable trend as player strengths increase, and they gradually venture into the void.

However, the strange thing is that none of the three, including Lee Dong, had heard of the strong being in front of them.

This was quite unreasonable.

Facing the puzzled gazes of the crowd, Su Shing Yu did not explain, but simply stood there, waiting for the revival of the divine ruins.

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed.

The energy fluctuations around grew stronger, and the void began to tremble, raising everyone's spirits as they fixed their gazes on the divine ruins.

Their divine power surging within them, already prepared for battle.

Boom! Finally, with a loud roar, the entire void shook violently and a terrifying energy shock wave surged like a tsunami, followed by countless streams of light pouring out from the spatial rifts.

At the forefront, there were nine streams of light with the strongest energy fluctuations.

The energy contained within these streams was similar, and one thing was certain.

They all reached the quality of true gods.

Along with a player who arrived later, there were now eight pseudo god level beings standing at the front closest to the spatial rift.

This position allowed them to intercept the ruined streams of light first, but they also had to face the initial wave of the strongest energy shock.

While selecting the nearest true Godquality stream of light and simultaneously defending against the energy shock, the eight appear to be at ease, finding it quite easy.

The shock wave, which was strong enough to make a powerful demagod struggle, did not have a significant impact on them.

I want this one.

Soon, Sushing Yu chose his target.

And with a shining silver divine power, he transformed it into a giant divine hand that reached for the true Godquality stream of light.

Coincidentally, an eight-armed blade demon of the pseudo god realm also had its sights set on this stream of light.

Oof.

The eight- armed blade demon snorted coldly, swinging its arms with long knives.

A black red blade aura a thousand m long, slashing towards the divine hand.