Chapter 1571: Marching Towards the Chaotic Scarlet Divine Capital!

Chapter 1571: Charging into the Chaotic Crimson Capital!

Os never forgot the crushing defeat his duplicate suffered during the Multiverse Catastrophe event, when it encountered the Celestial Sovereign of the People.

In that battle, he had gathered the power of countless Crimson Lords—yet still fell, shattered by division, defeated by that one man.

As the leader of that disastrous campaign, he had also faced severe punishment from the Crimson Sovereign himself.

Since then, Os had become acutely aware that the Crimson Sovereign, who had always been so pleased with him, now harbored growing disappointment.

If only he had not failed that day—if only he had led the Crimson Lords to victory during the Multiverse Catastrophe—how could he still be stuck in this rank?

He might already have ascended to the Fifth Crimson Sovereign Reserve!

Why would he need to fight weak, pitiful lords for such a position?

"Celestial Sovereign of the People!!!"

"It's all because of you!!"

The more Os thought about it, the more he hated the Celestial Emperor of Changsheng.

Yet at the same time, deep within his subconscious, he felt a sense of reverence and fear toward that being.

He hadn't even realized it—perhaps he had sensed it faintly, but he refused to face it.

At that very moment,

"Report!!"

A loud cry rang out, and a messenger sprinted swiftly from outside the hall, crashing to his knees before Os, breathless and urgent:

"Your Majesty!"

"Just moments ago, the city governor at the border—Lord Frey—has reported that the Sovereign of the Demon Realm, Noktul, has led an unprecedented coalition of twenty-five Red Kingdoms—the Red Army of Death, the Red Army of Demons, the Red Army of Shadows, the Red Army of Darkness, and others—launching a sudden and devastating assault!"

"The territories north of the realm have already fallen entirely, and this coalition force is advancing toward our Chaotic Red Capital at an astonishing speed."

"General Frey has fallen in battle, sacrificing himself for the nation!!"

Upon hearing this, Os froze.

He even momentarily lost his senses.

For a long while, he remained stunned before finally regaining his composure, erupting in fury:

"Damn fool!"

"Even though I spared that defeated subordinate of Nocturne, showing mercy on the account of the Demon God's favor, he has no gratitude—yet dares to attack again, leading a group of feeble lords, attempting to overthrow my rule?"

"A defeated general and a cluster of inept fools—how dare they dare?"

"Turong!"

He turned his gaze downward to one of the five newly ascended supreme deities.

"Your Majesty, I am here!"

Tulong spoke with respectful coldness.

"I command you to lead your main god-tier legion—the Red Blood Legion—to the enemy's position and annihilate this arrogant, foolish force!"

Os coldly declared.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Tulong's voice remained flat, yet anyone could sense the thick undercurrent of murderous intent within his words.

After receiving the order, he said nothing further and immediately rose, leaving the divine hall.

"Your Majesty, please rest assured. With Lord Tulong's intervention, those defeated troops will have no chance of survival."

"Lord Tulong has just ascended to the rank of first-tier Supreme God and has been searching for a worthy arena to prove himself. The enemy has simply offered themselves—what a perfect opportunity!"

"You all are making me eager to act."

The other four Supreme Deities chatted and laughed, completely indifferent to the invading forces of the Demon God Nation and other divine realms that had arrived.

They were Supreme Deities!

Even a newly ascended First-Class Supreme Deity was no mere creature capable of challenging them.

The remnants of fallen warlords from divine realm principalities—indeed, they had no right to command the attention of such beings.

Yet.

While they were engaged in lively conversation, they failed to notice Os's thoughtful expression.

Os lifted his gaze and saw the four Supreme Deities conversing among themselves.

He did not find this strange.

Supreme Deities should possess such confidence.

Nevertheless, after a moment of silence, he finally spoke:

"Gu Ru, Asla, Majo, Xuan Du."

"You four—go assist Turong as well."

The moment those words were spoken,

the four Supreme Deities froze in place.

"Your Majesty, why? Are you not confident in Turong's strength?"

Majo couldn't help but speak out.

Perhaps due to his ascension to Supreme Deity, his boldness had grown significantly.

In past times, he would have never dared utter such words to Os.

Upon hearing this, Os felt a deep weight settle in his heart.

Since Majo became a Supreme Deity, he had grown increasingly unruly—daring to question him directly?

He spoke without expression, "Although the Demon God Sovereign may be overly confident, the master-level dominion forces He has brought—none of them are fools."

"If they have dared to come, especially under the leadership of Nocturus, a former subordinate, then they must possess some trump card that gives them confidence in launching this assault."

"I suspect it's likely a tactic at the level of the Supreme Deity."

"That is precisely why I sent you both to investigate."

"Go."

"You said you were eager to test your skills. Then, by all means, use this very enemy as your trial ground to see what you can accomplish now."

Os said.

Though he had gained the favor of the Crimson Sovereign and thus harbored a certain pride, this did not mean he was reckless.

On the contrary.

It was precisely because of the Crimson Sovereign's recognition that he felt a deep sense of expectation—of becoming one of the Fifth Reserve of the Crimson Sovereign. And thus, he cherished every moment, every possession, with even greater care.

And thus He grew ever more cautious in every choice before Him.

He did not wish, through a momentary lapse of judgment, to miss the splendid opportunity unfolding right before His eyes.

"The Celestial Emperor Sovereign—such a being—rose through life only by careful, deliberate steps."

"I may detest Him, may desire to defeat Him, yet this one virtue of His is indeed worthy of emulation."

Osir thought to himself.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Though the Four Supreme Deities found their sovereign's concern somewhat overblown, they dared not reply as Mazo had, challenging him outright. With a single nod, they departed silently.

After their departure, Osir stared at their retreating backs, a cold glint slowly forming in His eyes.

"Those pests."

"Already, with their elevation to Supreme Deity, they have begun to show disrespect toward me."

"Power is indeed a double-edged sword."

"If it weren't for the path I've already forged, if I hadn't chosen to resist the crimson primordial force and forcibly elevate myself, how could you even have a chance at reaching Supreme Divinity?!"

"I was the very first to ascend to Supreme Divinity!"

Os murmured to himself in silence.

Thinking of this,

He recalled the legendary Sovereign of the Supreme Cosmos—the Celestial Sovereign of Life.

"How exactly did he achieve that?"

"It's said that every being, from the Supreme Divinities at the highest tier down to common folk, holds him in absolute loyalty. When foreign beings attempted to sway the people of the Sun God Realm, despite multiple efforts, not a single one succeeded—instead, they lost vast resources themselves."

"And recently, that man ascended to Supreme Divinity once again. His power has surged even further."

"The Celestial Sovereign of Life..."

Os's eyes narrowed slightly.

Though He was unwilling to admit it.

Yet it could not be denied that there were many aspects of Him that stirred deep admiration, even reverence in Os.

Of course.

That did not diminish Os's determination to defeat Him.

He shook his head, dismissing the thought, and continued reviewing the current petition.

Now, with the Chaos Crimson Dominion newly established, affairs poured in from all directions, and nearly half of Os's day was spent managing these matters.

"Should I perhaps create a duplicate of myself?"

"It is said that many high-ranking lords use such methods to escape the burdens of daily administration, so they may focus solely on cultivation and elevate their own power."

Os mumbled, and once again, the name of that being flickered into his mind.

He shook his head, feeling a little mad.

...

Meanwhile.

The Chaotic Crimson Sovereignty.

The Central Region, Tower City.

When Zhou Shili and his companions arrived by spaceship, they saw a crimson being floating in midair—wearing a blood-red armor, helmeted with a blood-red visor, only its pair of crimson eyes visible, a snow-white blade slung across its back—watching them with stillness, as if it had been waiting for their arrival for ages.

"Behold, I am Tulo!"

Tulo spoke coldly. "Today, it shall be the end of you—these insolent invaders who have no understanding of the heavens or the earth..."

Shriek!

A terrifying arrow, laced with the power of a hundred gods, surged forward with the force of a storm that would shake the very heavens, rushing toward Tulo at the speed of instant displacement.

Wherever it passed, the crimson clouds in the sky were torn open, revealing a wide, straight passage.

The city of Towers upon the earth was ruthlessly cleared by the intense arrow energy, reduced to a path of shattered ruins.

Time has stopped!

The heavens are silent!

Just as a flicker of fear stirred in Turlong’s once-cold eyes, the arrow pierced straight through his brow, then vanished into the heavens.

Turlong stared in shock.

He could never have imagined his end would unfold so dramatically.

He, just recently ascended to the rank of First Supreme God, had barely begun to enjoy the life befitting a Supreme God—how could it end like this?

“I… I won’t accept it…”

Turlong spat out clots of divine blood, trembling as he spoke, before swiftly losing all breath.

A First-Class Supreme God, dead!

One side of the Crimson Army.

Bai Yun drew her bow and stood still.

His expression remained calm, showing not a single trace of pride at having slain a First-Class Supreme God.

He had already slain Supreme Gods of the Fourth Rank—how much more so a mere First-Class one?

He turned and returned to stand beside the Demon Lord, bow in hand.

His demeanor was serene, as though he had merely done something trivial.

The Crimson Lords around him fell silent.

They stared at Bai Yun, their minds already surging with tempests of disbelief.

A First-Class Supreme God—so easily, so utterly, slain by a single arrow?!!!

How could it seem so trivial to this demon lord's supreme deity vassal—killing a first-tier supreme deity as easily as slaughtering a chicken?

Could this supreme deity be a fourth-tier supreme deity?!

At this thought,

They gasped sharply, contributing a breath to the warming climate of the Crimson Cosmos.

Fourth-tier supreme deity!

That was a top-tier being, only one step away from the realm of Supreme Will—just one step before the Unparalleled Will.

Such a being, appearing before them, and now serving as one of the demon lord’s supreme deity vassals?!!

Their entire worldview had been shattered.

As they looked upon the demon lord again, their eyes brimmed with astonishment and envy.

What kind of sacrifice had this demon lord made, to summon such a top-tier supreme deity as a vassal?

Could it possibly be that charming, alluring face of a white-faced deity?

Moreover...

This Supreme God, upon making his move, demonstrated such overwhelming power—what then of the other Lord standing beside the Demon Lord? What extraordinary strength did he possess?

This unfamiliar Supreme God appears capable of standing on equal footing with the archer Supreme God.

Is he also a top-tier Supreme God?!

The crimson God Lords exchanged glances, each reading the unspoken intent in the other's eyes.

From now on, they would treat the Demon Lord with even greater deference.

Two Supreme Gods of the highest rank!

If true, such power even surpasses that of Osdu, the aspiring Fifth Reserve of the Crimson Sovereign.

And how much more so for them, the crimson Lords who barely surpass Osdu in stature?

This is a colossal advantage—they must grasp it firmly!

Yet at the same time, a doubt arose within their minds.

"Since the demon lord already has such powerful protectors, why do they need our assistance?"

"Is it due to insufficient forces? Or some other reason?"

A multitude of thoughts surged through the minds of the crimson lords.

Zhou Shiyu naturally had no knowledge of what was swirling in their minds.

Yet even without knowing, he could already guess a few things.

But he didn’t care.

Expose your strength, and expose it—so what?

Otherwise, wouldn’t they just run away at the sight of the crimson supreme god?

Then he could forget about ever conquering even a minor Chaotic Scarlet Divine Kingdom in this lifetime.

Furthermore, revealing his strength would compel these Scarlet Lords to place greater faith in him, making it easier to command them for his own purposes in the days to come.

After all, the task of establishing his primary True God Kingdom would likely fall upon their shoulders.

By subjugating them early on through sheer power, the future task of directing them to build the True God Kingdom would proceed much more smoothly.

Most importantly of all.

With the Reality Cube on hand, even if Bai Yun and the others exposed their true strength, the Reality Cube should be capable of masking it.

Zhou Shiwu had not actually claimed ownership of this treasure; its true master remained the Supreme Will, while Zhou Zhou and his numerous clones merely possessed the right to use it.

Yet even with just this right of usage, Zhou Shiwu felt an inexplicable certainty that this Reality Cube could deceive even the Scarlet Lord.

This only deepened his sense that the Reality Cube was far from simple.

Brushing the thoughts aside, he continued leading the Scarlet Allied Army, flying toward the divine capital of the Chaotic Scarlet Divine Kingdom.

During their journey, they unexpectedly encountered four other Crimson Supreme Deities who had arrived simultaneously.

At first, the four Crimson Supreme Deities were taken aback—the Crimson Army led by the Succubus Lord had no means of crossing through Turlon to reach them.

They who had arrived too late assumed that Turlon alone would be sufficient to defeat this ragtag Crimson coalition.

Yet they did not dwell on it long, and prepared to advance against the Crimson forces, intent on claiming all the glory for themselves.

Then—

They were slain.

Their deaths were identical to Turlon’s.

"Proceed."

From the main vessel of over a hundred starships, the Succubus Lord’s voice echoed, calm and unyielding.

The other Crimson Lords could not afford to delay, and set off once more toward the Chaos Crimson Capital.

Unlike before their departure, most of them had been timid and hesitant prior to setting out;

yet after enduring these two battles, they now carried unshakable confidence in their mission.

Perhaps this is simply the confidence born of strength!