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The Sky-Devouring Demon God, Skye, was a monster exiled by the gods. Technically, he was no longer considered a god either. Records revealed he lost his original divine power for unknown reasons and eventually became a puppet to the other gods who guarded the

gates of the divine realm endlessly.

Until one day, when Ruin wreaked havoc in the divine palace.

Ruin fought his way to the gates of the divine realm and engaged Skye in combat. During the battle, Ruin noticed that Skye's body lacked divine power. Instead, it was stored in an unknown manner in some part within him.

Ruin only dwelled on this discovery for a short time. After killing Skye, he tried to leave but then a powerful suction force seized him. Only then did Ruin realize why Skye had not been eradicated.

Skye was an unstable explosive, ready to self-destruct at any moment. Once his body was destroyed, the divine core within him would begin to absorb everything around it. Once the core reached its capacity, everything absorbed by it would be destroyed along with it. Ruin barely escaped with the secret and sacrificed an arm in the process. The powerful suction force contained intense resentment and anger, indicating that Skye had been harboring a deep-seated grudge for a long time. Perhaps killing him would be a form of release. However...noveldrama

"Why is this guy here again?" Zaafea gritted his teeth as he stared at Skye before him. "Those bastards, can't they let him rest in peace?"

"So what do we do now?" Clint asked nervously. "If we can't kill him, how can we stop him?"

"Yeah, we can't just watch him keep destroying everything," Benedict added.

Zaafea yawned, his eyes watering slightly. He glanced to the side, squinting at the figure emerging from the trees.

"Why didn't you escape? How did you end up here?"

"Battlestar?"

Dressed in a black cloak, Battlestar revealed himself from the trees. He removed his mask and hat, revealing a young man who looked exactly like Zaafea.

Everyone stared in shock.

"This... Zaafea, what's going on?" Clint looked back and forth between the two.

The others were also equally bewildered.

"Now, it's time for us to complete our deal," Battlestar said.

"Of course, I know that. Do you have the item?" Zaafea asked, and Battlestar handed him a scroll.

Zaafea opened the scroll. The paper was yellow and tattered, but the hieroglyphic inscriptions within were still legible. After reading it, Zaafea nodded.

"Not bad, it's genuine. So, tell me what you want," Zaafea asked as he carefully put away the scroll and looked back at Battlestar.

"Let's be clear upfront. Reviving your brother is not on the table."

Tears welled up in Battlestar's eyes. His solemn expression became somewhat pleading before he finally sighed in resignation. Pointing to the demongod in the distance, he said, "I want the power to seal all the gods."

Everyone was shocked. "Gods? Sealed?"

Zaafea suddenly burst into laughter as he covered his face. Everyone looked at him with hopeful eyes.

"Do you... really have that kind of power right now?" Clint asked cautiously.

Zaafea nodded.