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The Black Necromancer

Chapter 425 War Of Gods
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Fazir's declaration surprised most of the Gods that had gathered for the meeting. Some of them had already foreseen his stance when they understood his point, so his declaration did not catch them off guard.

However, the majority of the Gods had not been expecting such words. They looked at Fazir in bewilderment. Never in the history of Datar had there been a war between Gods. Proposing one now was just wild.

"Why should we go to war with the Gods from the Chaos Faction? Would that not just make our situation more precarious? We will be weakening ourselves for outside exploitation!" A Minor God of Agriculture spoke up. It was only normal for a God whose Domain centered around things that flourished in peacetime to oppose the suggestion of war.

"Think about it. The Chaos Gods would gladly watch our world burn. They will thrive in the chaos that will ensue when our Order Faction falls and the Army of Destruction descends to wipe all life from the surface of Datar. It is best for us to take care of this uncertainty now when we can deal with it, then let it loom over our shoulders." Fazir explained his point.

Murmurs broke out among the crowd as they began to mull over Fazir's suggestion. They were all powerful individuals that had been through a lot and had seen a lot over their long lives. Some of them had been born together with the world, so they were incredibly wise and knowledgeable. Already, some of them had made their decisions.

"I will support your decision to make a move on the Chaos Faction. They have caused a lot of trouble for my people for a long time." Tyr, the God of Justice said and took a step forward.

"We agree." Nyx and Nox made their stance. Behind them, Atum nodded his head in support.

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Numerous others made their stances known. However, a lot of Gods who had Domains that were not oriented toward combat and wartime either refused or abstained from making a choice, choosing to remain as fence sitters.

These ancient beings were not indecisive by nature, and soon, a vote was cast. The majority leaned in favor of making a move against the Chaos Faction. They would act with immediate effect, not wasting any time at all.

Michael walked over to Fazir and stood beside him. The two of them communicated on a private and spiritual level to avoid anyone hearing the content of the conversation.

'So, the plan is a go?' Michael asked.

'Yes, we will seize Atrox's Divine Spark and hand it over to Leon when he is done with the test posed by the Temple.' Fazir replied with no change in expression.

This had been the true reason behind their sudden proposal to strike the Chaos Gods. The threat of the Chaos Faction had been a thorn in their side for millennia. However, they had never made a move.

However, things were different this time. After the vision that the two of them had shared, they felt a lot of pressure and felt that it would be best to boost Leon's growth by any means possible. The sooner that they could get that Leon in the vision to become a real thing, then the more assured they would feel about their future.

After a short discussion, the people present in the hall converged in the center and prepared to carry out a large scale teleportation. Not all of them would go, but the majority of them would be heading over to the region of the celestial realm that the Chaos Faction was based in. A few would remain back to protect their own things.

A bright light flashed and seventy percent of all the beings gathered in the hall vanished. The rest immediately went their separate ways to secure everything else. This would be the first time that their region would be so defenseless in the history of Datar.

Meanwhile, with a flash of bright light, dozens of powerful Gods appeared in a region that appeared to have been paused in a perpetual season of dusk. The sky was dark orange and an illusory sun was paused in the distance, never setting.

Michael looked off into the distance. In the distance, he could see an endless line of volcanoes. The terrain all around was pitch black with lines of red magma flowing underneath. Random eruptions of volcanoes colored the sky in a bright red hue that mixed with the dusky color.

"The Land Of Chaos." He whispered under his breath. This was the first time he had set foot in the region of the celestial realm. The space around him seemed to be constantly changing, never stable and in constant chaos. It truly fit what he had heard all this time.

"We have been noticed." Fazir said as his eyes glowed with a powerful purple light. In the next moment, they were covered by a deep purple barrier that blocked out all signs of their presence.

Michael also followed suit. With the cover of two Major Fate Gods, the perception of all the Chaos Gods that had noticed an irregularity was warped and they did not see anything out of the ordinary.

"Follow us." Nyx and Nox took the lead and started walked in a certain direction. The others followed them without argument. The two sisters were familiar with the Land of Chaos. The Dusky setting was something that they found extremely pleasing as their Domains were related to Night and also had some connection to Dusk. Atum was also in a pleasant mood as this was were he excelled.

The concept of his Domain had to do with the setting sun. Because of that, Dusk was something that he was deeply tied to.

"I can speed up our travel. Fazir, Michael, can you ensure that we will remain undetected?" Atum turned to the two people responsible for concealing their presence.

"Yes, we can manage as long as you do not launch a full powered attack." Fazir replied.

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"Good, then I can go ahead." Atum smiled and his eyes lit up with a golden light. The golden light spread all through the purple and silver barrier and enveloped everyone.

Boom!

A muffled sound rang through the barrier before they vanished, moving as fast as light. The plan was to immediately descend upon the locations of the strongest Chaos Gods and execute a devastating strike that would behead the snake before it had time to react.

In mere seconds, they had arrived at the center of the Land of Chaos. There, a vast and incredibly large castle that was made of black stone stood. There were at least half a dozen giant volcanoes built into and around the castle, with lakes of flowing lava running through its premises.

"There it is, the castle of the Lord of Chaos. That is where the Chaos Faction holds its meeting." Tiphone said, his tentacles wriggling.

"We attack at once!" Dardan declared and the barrier erected by Michael and Fazir vanished. All the Gods immediately let their strongest attacks loose without holding back.

Bright light shone in the sky over the Land of Chaos, surpassing the dusky light that had been the default theme and blinding many creatures that roamed the land. A myriad of powerful attacks of various sizes and visual effects rained down on the black volcano castle.

Facing an attack of such a scale, no matter how strong the defenses of the castle were, they were instantly reduced to dust.

A tide of attacks rose from the disintegrating castle, but before the supreme might of over a dozen prepared Major Gods, they were squashed light dust before a hurricane.

BOOOOOOM!!!!!

An explosion of untold proportions shook the celestial realm. The celestial realm over Datar had never seen a joint attack of such proportions in all the time it had existed. Space cracked and the laws that held together the world trembled and shattered, trying to hold everything together.

"WHO DARES???!!!!" A powerful voice that made the space tremble even more rose from the smoke and ashes that filled the sky. A shockwave erupted, blowing away all the dust and smoke that had risen. A lone figure that was covered in wounds and burn marks all over rose into the air, his chest rising and falling with untold rage. A twisted horn rose from one side of his head while a broken horn was on the other side.