The Ultimate Divine Class-Chapter 483 - 387: The Crown of Thorns, Son of God? The Hunt Begins_2
The crimson wave rapidly engulfed the battlefield, and in no time, it had cleaved the vast battlefield in two.
On one side stood Demon Mountain amidst a surging blood sea.
On the other was a battlefield in chaos and turmoil.
The dividing line was stark.
Standing on the boundary between the two, Lu Yuan found himself uncertain of where to go.
He blinked, looking up at the two divine wills vying for supremacy in the sky overhead, and mused softly, Now... it seems that things are truly fair.
「...」
"What?!"
In the conference hall, a Throne slammed his fist down on the table in shock at the scene before him.
More than one of his peers shared his surprise.
They had just finished a round of discussing the "Ten Thousand God Temple" and wanted to see if a certain someone’s initiation ceremony had ended.
To their surprise, it was far from what they expected.
The large screen showed Lu Yuan still enveloped in a pillar of crimson light.
However, the golden construct before him had somehow transformed into two distinct objects:
A long spear, forged from gold.
And a round shield, like a golden wheel, intricately adorned with beautiful patterns.
"The Golden Wheel!"
"He advanced directly to the Golden Wheel?!"
The Thrones exchanged glances, their faces a canvas of shock and disbelief.
They had all witnessed the scale of Lu Yuan’s initiation ceremony—it was as minimal as it could be, insincere, and offered no benefit to the ceremony’s final result.
Yet, even in such circumstances, he had obtained the Golden Wheel?!
Could it be that his strength and potential have reached such an extent?
If he had undergone an initiation ceremony of appropriate scale... wouldn’t he ascend to a Sequence Throne in a single step?
The Thrones in the conference hall refocused on the large screen, their expressions shifting as they whispered amongst themselves.
This time, even the silver-haired man seated on the crystal throne at the head of the long table seemed slightly interested. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺
「...」
RUMBLE RUMBLE—
Black and crimson lightning clashed and spread in the muddied sky.
The heavens were torn open by a series of tremendous fissures.
The twelve-armed Elephant God and the multi-headed Hunting God were locked in a relentless battle—a true conflict of Gods.
Lu Yuan, standing on the black Demon Mountain, watched with fascination. He had no idea why things had suddenly escalated to this point.
It seemed my indiscretion in disrupting the "rules" had provoked the displeasure of the Hunting God, who wanted to obliterate my consciousness. At that point, the Elephant God’s Will dwelling within me sprang forth to counterattack.
"Since the Elephant God’s Will can intervene..." Lu Yuan lightly stroked his smooth chin, pondering, Then there’s no reason why the Wills of the other Evil Gods represented by my Evil God System job panels shouldn’t also be able to emerge...
"[The Fire Chaser. Flame of the Azure (Legendary)]!"
Lu Yuan activated The Fire Chaser job panel immediately.
Within his Consciousness Space, the restrictions and limitations he faced were far fewer than in reality.
A verdant, emerald flame rose exuberantly.
In an instant, the sky over the divine battle transformed.
An immortal Phoenix, wreathed in fire, tore through the firmament. It shrieked, igniting the entire sky as it lunged towards the will of the goat-headed Hunting God.
With the arrival of the Phoenix’s Will, the Will of the Hunting God of the Mosa Religion instantly fell to a disadvantage.
Armed with spear and shield, the Hunting God’s Will was gradually forced back by the combined assault of the Elephant God’s Will and the Phoenix’s Will. Its thousands of goat heads emitted roars of shock and anger.
It seemed to want to retreat.
The vast Consciousness Space grew increasingly unstable, and the battlefield deadlocked below Demon Mountain and the blood sea began to fade.
But before it could act further, SNAP!
A crisp snapping sound echoed.
WHOOSH—
Half of the sky, previously covered by fiery clouds, suddenly turned pitch black, as if day had instantly plunged into night.
In this night sky, a large, brilliant white moon quietly emerged.
Below the moon, the black Netherworld River silently flowed down, suppressing the ram-headed god in an instant.
Between the moon and the Netherworld River, the enchanting figure of a woman in a black skirt flickered into view, instilling in Lu Yuan an inexplicable sense of tranquility.
The ram-headed god was suppressed by the Netherworld River, unable to resist any longer.
It kept roaring, and Lu Yuan seemed to sense distinct shock and panic in its cries.
"Since you’re here, don’t leave..." Lu Yuan watched the struggling Will of the Hunting God, trapped as if cornered and assaulted by a mob, and sighed softly. "After all, adding one more like you to the collection hardly matters."
"Just... how am I supposed to end this initiation ceremony?"
This current situation... Is it Mosa’s God initiating me, or am I initiating Mosa’s God?
「...」
BOOM!
The long table in the middle of the conference hall suddenly burst into pieces. Several figures shot up from their thrones.
All the Thrones were staring blankly at the large screen before them, doubting their eyes, suspecting they were seeing some kind of illusion.
On the large screen, the golden spear and Golden Wheel were now gradually glowing with a diamond-like luster.
Not only that, but two new items were also taking form in the void:
One was a mask glinting with diamond light.
The other was an iron crown seemingly intertwined with thorns.
"A Throne... and not an ordinary one..."
"A true... executor has been born?..."
The Thrones whispered to themselves, their faces stunned.
Who could have predicted this outcome?
An initiation ceremony of the lowest possible specifications had given birth to an unprecedentedly supreme Throne in the Mosa Religion.
This could no longer be explained by mere strength and potential.
It could only be said that the person undergoing the initiation before them was the chosen executor of Mosa’s God’s will in this world.
He was the symbol of the Hunting God.
He was the Son of the Gods!
The Eleventh Throne, who had personally ushered Lu Yuan in, also wore a dumbfounded expression.
He couldn’t believe that a person he had casually brought in from the outside... would now be on the verge of taking over all of Mosa, becoming the highest authority in the history of the Mosa Religion?!
SWISH—
Suddenly, someone abruptly turned their head to look in one direction.
Then a second, then a third...
The Thrones in the conference hall, as if suddenly remembering something, all turned to look towards the head of the shattered long table in the deepest part of the room.
They all saw the silver-haired man, who had been sitting motionless on the crystal-like throne, slowly rising.
His long, silver-white hair moved without wind. Beneath the crystal mask that also glittered with a diamond-like shine, his pair of silver-gray eyes, like whirlpools, emanated a profound coldness.
"I think one of your earlier proposals was very good." The silver-haired man’s cold gaze swept across the hall, passing over each Throne before finally landing on the large screen. He spoke quietly, "This place, with its eighteen seats, is already crowded enough. It cannot accommodate even one more chair.
"Someone of unknown origin, who is highly likely to affect our potential cooperation with the Ten Thousand God Temple...
"should be offered up as a sacrifice."
"Terminate the initiation."
The silver-haired man’s voice echoed coldly through the spacious conference hall.
"Prepare to commence... the Hunting Ceremony."
Inside the hall, the Thrones exchanged glances, their eyes flashing with unusual gleams.
After a moment, they all sat down one after another.
Each figure receded into the shadows, and no one spoke another word.
