Chapter 1205: Three Top-Ten Main God-Level Deities! Orothius's Fate Trap!

Chapter 1205: Three God-Emperors of the Top Ten! Oros' Fate Trap!

The moment these two beings manifested, an unparalleled, terrifying divine aura erupted forth.

Faced with the terrifying might of these two entities, half of the thirty-three main deities instantly lost stability in their divine bodies. Though the other half, relying on their overwhelming strength, remained unharmed, their faces still bore expressions of shock.

They stared at the divine laws they had unleashed.

Thirty-three divine-level attacks descended simultaneously.

Then, the golden figure flipped his hand, and a miniature white library building materialized in his palm.

Immediately afterward, one by one, white glyphs soared out of the library, weaving together to form a radiant white glyph shield standing firmly between him and Zhou Zhou.

At his side, the silvery figure also moved.

He raised his silver mechanical hand and rapidly input a series of silver codes into the air before him.

[Order: Tower Shield Defense!]

[Order: Energy Buffering!]

[Order: Energy Absorption!]

[Order: Energy Conversion!]

[Order: Damage Nullification!]

Shh!

In an instant—barely a breath.

A colossal golden tower shield phantom materialized around Zhou Zhou, the Goddess of Life, and Zero.

The attacks from these thirty-three primary deities struck the golden tower shield phantom simultaneously.

Then came what made the gods stare in stunned silence.

What they saw was a joint assault, once deemed a deathblow by the great gods like Orolus, striking the golden tower shield—only to be partially absorbed and deflected, as if the surface itself had breathed out its resistance. The remaining half struck the white-textured light shield, which effortlessly nullified it, as though it had never been a threat at all.

After absorbing the combined attacks of thirty-three great gods, these two figures seemed utterly unharmed—no visible exhaustion, no tremor in their stance—only a quiet exchange of nods, a glance of mutual recognition.

The thirty-three great gods stared at this scene, their minds blank, their understanding shattered.

Yet Zhou Zhou, gazing upon these two before him, smiled.

Then, with a gentle nod, he bowed respectfully:

"May I have the honor to address the Sage of Wisdom, Lord Totbolth."

"May I have the honor to address the Sage of Machinery, Lord Zero."

"May I have the honor to address the Sovereign of the People, Lord Xiangsheng." ×2

The Sage of Wisdom, Totbolth, and the Sage of Machinery, Zero, likewise bowed in courteous greeting.

Though Zhou Zhou’s true form was only at the mid-level of a mid-tier god, his combat power surpassed that of a great god—unparalleled, astonishing, beyond measure.

Plus, the other one was a deity of the Lord's Law, having attained the rank of Imperial Sovereign, with the potential to reach the pinnacle of divinity or even the Supreme Will—thus, neither of these two primordial deities regarded Zhou Zhou as a junior, but as an equal.

On the other hand,

When the other main deities—Orosius and the others—heard Zhou Zhou call out the names of these two legendary figures, they were instantly stunned.

"Master God of Wisdom—Tottbolth?!

And the most enigmatic Deity of Machinery—Zero?!"

"How could they have arrived?"

"Are they protecting Zhou Zhou?"

"Can Zhou Zhou summon two of the Ten Great Deities to safeguard him?"

...

All the deities, gazing upon these two legendary figures among the Ten Great Deities, now protecting Zhou Zhou—the Lord of a million races—were left utterly speechless, stunned beyond belief.

These are the Ten Principal Deities!

Though they share the same divine status,

to them, each of the Ten Principal Deities is a legendary being—mythical, almost beyond comprehension.

Some have lived entire lifetimes without ever laying eyes on one.

And now, today, not only have they seen them—but two at once.

It feels utterly absurd.

Like stepping out onto the street to buy vegetables, only to suddenly encounter a young, handsome man haggling with a street vendor.

The most absurd part?

These two beings of the Ten Principal Deities are actually protecting Zhou Zhou.

If this were to spread, countless beings—both mortal and divine—would be left stunned.

Right now, the myriad races are torn between loyalty: should they continue supporting the powerful, established factions of the Old Era, or instead embrace the new, boundless potential of the universal race led by Zhou Zhou?

Originally, most of the race factions feared the might of powerful extraterrestrial powers, and even if Zhou Zhou's reputation were vast, they dared not abandon their positions to follow him.

But should the news spread that two of the Top Ten Primordial Deities now jointly endorse Zhou Zhou, the balance among the myriad realms and races might truly be shattered—shattered by the very existence of Zhou Zhou as a universal chieftain.

They exchanged glances, each reading the other's shock and disorientation.

They had come only to assassinate Zhou Zhou. How had this suddenly escalated into a matter of cosmic racial equilibrium?

Damn it!

Big trouble has hit!

Yet at this very moment, Orlosius was fixated upon Zhou Zhou, his gaze unyielding.

Though the sudden appearance of the Wisdom and Mechanism Primordial Deities far exceeded his expectations, his desire to eliminate Zhou Zhou remained unchanged.

If he could destroy Zhou Zhou, he might even attain the rank of Supreme Deity.

What then, if the two Primordial Gods appear?

Even if they rank among the top two of the Ten Primordial Gods, and have the potential to ascend to Supreme Deity status—what of it?

Can they truly shape and mold us at will?

Thus, he turned sharply and roared to the assembled Primordial Gods:

"Don't be afraid!"

"What difference does it make if the Gods of Wisdom and the God of Machinery come together?"

"We have no less than thirty-plus Primordial Gods here. Together, we will not be outmatched by even these two among the top tier. When we strike, they won't stand a chance."

"After we eliminate Zhou Zhou, we won't linger in battle—no one will be able to harm us then."

"Remember the benefits of killing Zhou Zhou!"

"Now that even these two Primordial Gods have appeared to protect him, it proves beyond doubt that the secrets hidden within Zhou Zhou are nothing short of astonishing."

"Do you truly wish to abandon the secrets upon His body?"

As soon as those words were spoken,

the faces of the principal deities flickered slightly, their gaze upon Zhou Zhou once again filled with covetousness.

Orolous was right.

Looking at their expressions just now,

even with their combined defense, they had barely managed to deflect their joint assault.

If all thirty-three principal deities united and struck again, they might very well overpower them—and take Zhou Zhou's life.

The God of Wisdom, Thothbolth, furrowed his brow slightly, then his eyes hardened.

Though He was the God of Wisdom,

that did not mean He was weak in battle.

Thirty-three primary deities marching forth together might not stand a chance against Him.

But...

He glanced at Zhou Zhou.

Afraid that in the coming battle, Zhou Zhou might be overlooked.

The mechanical deity said nothing.

Instead, silently retrieving four subordinate mechanical guardians from within its mechanical realm.

Witnessing these two deities acting with such caution,

Oroshuston's confidence surged.

Ten primary deities?

Nothing special.

Faced with a group assault, it was just like that.

"Zhou Zhou."

"Today, I will take your life."

"What about two beings of the Top Ten Main Gods?"

"Before us, even the gods must tread with caution."

Orlosius laughed loudly.

"Thirty-three Main Gods attacking just two, and still boasting like this?"

Zhou Zhou looked at him with utter disdain. "It's no wonder you not only can't become the Supreme God, but even fail to enter the Top Ten Main Gods—your tolerance is simply that narrow."

Upon hearing this, Orlosius didn't grow angry; instead, he chuckled coldly.

"You don't understand the terrifying power of the Top Ten Main Gods, so you can say such things. I'm not surprised."

"You don't know the true horror of mine, so you've said this—nor do I blame you."

Zhou Zhou looked at Him with a smile that was half-ironic, half-sardonic.

Oroshios didn't understand what Zhou was saying, but He didn't care either, growling instead:

"Today, unless you can summon another being of the rank of the Top Ten Major Gods, you shall accept your fate as my ascension offering."

Upon hearing this, Zhou suddenly fixed Him with a strange, unsettling gaze.

Then, with a pitiful tone, he murmured:

"Ah, so this is the fate of the world."

"Oroshios."

"As the God of Fate, you should know one thing."

"What?"

"Don't speak carelessly, or words will come true."

Zhou Zhou spoke seriously, and as his face twisted in shock, he raised his voice toward the depths of the stars:

"Lord Supreme Commander of War."

"How much longer are you going to watch the show?"

"Ha ha ha..."

"Caught by the Emperor's gaze!"

The moment the words left his lips,

a towering divine being emerged from the sun, clad in golden armor, bearing a golden great bow and a pair of golden double axes, riding a golden divine chariot. He landed before Zhou Zhou.

Then, turning his head, he glanced at Orosius:

"Orolus."

"I am the third chief deity of your fate today."

"Congratulations."

"What you see is not a revelation of destiny, but a trap set by it."

"You are destined to fall."

He spoke it calmly.