Old days in the box

Chapter 427: The Lost Thousand Years, the Glorious Thousand Years
"Crazy, crazy!"

Gaul tried desperately to struggle within the bondage woven by divinity, but to no avail. He looked up, he roared, he shouted desperately at the terrifying creature in front of him.

The foundation of the entire world is shaking, spreading along the roots of the World Tree to every realm.

In higher dimensions, new laws of nature have quickly covered the nine realms of the entire World Tree, affecting all life living therein.

Those old gods who still hold power are becoming increasingly weaker, and their extraordinary divinity seems to have been cut off and their strength is no longer there.

And other new conceptual lives are quietly gathering from every corner of the universe, gaining form imperceptibly.

They carry the collective will of countless people and are born with huge faith and hope. They are the first batch of newborns in the new era and are completely conceptual creatures.

Although they are weak for now, in time, some of them will eventually grow into "Them".

Sam slowly descended from the thundercloud and lightning mist that enveloped him, slightly pausing his monologue.

This semi-conceptual body of His had just been formed, with the sound of thousands of beliefs still echoing in His ears. He had not yet fully adapted to the feeling of being able to sense everything. It would still take some time for him to fully grasp this omnipresent and omniscient divinity.

But this is not a problem, because with the continuous support of faith, His life will be eternal.

In this world where the box has left, no one is qualified to stand before Him anymore. All He needs to do next is to push forward a few grand wars between gods in the universe, establish His own prestige in the brutal killings, and wait to harvest the faith of mortals.

He turned his head and raised his eyebrows at the Ghost Bat. The Ghost Rider with a burning bat head immediately stepped forward, re-tightened the golden threads bound on Gaul's body, and summoned more Kryptonian warriors to escort the fallen old god away.

Gaul cannot die so easily before this universal war of gods ends.

Then He turned to the two remaining "audience members" on the stage, looking down at them with an arrogant smile.

"Well, my great victory is no less than that of your son of the past?" Sam said to Tyne, pointing the tip of his gun at him like a child who had won a medal.

"No matter how much you talk, it won't affect the fact that you are provoking a war," Tain replied weakly.

Since the new laws of nature came into effect, all gods from the old god system have been affected to varying degrees, with demigod sons like him being the most obvious.

——As the offspring of the union of gods and mortals, his power almost entirely comes from the inheritance of blood, and the new law of nature is aimed at lucky people like him.

"It has been a long time since the gods started stirring up disputes in the human world. In the past, the gods regarded mortals as insignificant and took whatever they wanted from the human world. For their own selfish desires, they brought countless troubles and disasters to the human world."

Sam's spear tip hovered over Tain's throat, watching the chosen champion, son of Odin, with interest.

Tyin should be the one who could relate to what He said the most. Once upon a time, he had almost the same idea. He hated his own bloodline and believed that the Norse gods were just mortals with divine powers, and were good for nothing except wantonly indulging their desires in the world.

Who could have thought that times would change and today someone would actually overturn the table of the gods and come to this point today.

"And I liberated all the mortals in all realms! I broke the arbitrary power of the gods, overturned the unjust laws of nature, and returned all the power that should have belonged to the world to this world. What I gave them was freedom."

"From the beginning to the end, the only thing you really think about is yourself. Isn't everything just a tool for you to rule the world?"

“Since I have granted freedom to all living beings, why can’t I wear this crown?” The Eternal Spear, shining with the power of “royal power”, was pressed against Tyin’s throat, and the sharp tip of the blade scratched his skin, carrying a deadly threat.

He found that he was completely unable to argue with the man in front of him and was speechless.

"I won the war between gods that shocked the world with my own hands! I replaced Odin and endured till the end among all the box holders. I am not inferior to others in patience, strength, and wisdom. I won what I have today entirely by my own hands!"

"I want to ask you, a son of a demigod like you, who was born without any outstanding talents and has not worked hard, how can you master this divine power that is superior to that of thousands of people? Is it just because of your bloodline?"

Tyne's golden eyes sparkled in the pouring rain, and there was an angry look on his face, but he could not refute a word.

Sam put away the Spear of Eternity contentedly, like a victorious winner. He had no intention of ending Tyin's life, but turned to another silent prisoner.

"Compared to him, you may be able to appreciate my victory better, my brother." Sam showed a disgusting smile and looked at Loki who was aging rapidly.

Contrary to what most people imagine, as the god of trickery, Loki is in charge of "truth" rather than "deception".

It is precisely because they hold the "truth" that the deceitful authority can so easily reverse history and deceive the gods. This authority is in charge of all the most authentic history in the world and is not affected by any illusions.

That is why it is immune to changes in the world line and has become the only god in the universe who knows all the truth.

However, after experiencing thousands of years of torture and watching this foreign false god turn the entire universe and nine realms upside down, He could only utter one sentence weakly:

"I am of no use to you anymore, just kill me."

For a moment, Sam's eyes became extremely sharp, as if murderous intent was about to roar from behind him, but this murderous intent was fleeting and disappeared from his eyes in the blink of an eye.

“No, I won’t let you have your wish.” A smile appeared on his face again, and he took back the Spear of Eternity.

He did think for a moment about killing these two guys after the engraving of Heavenly Law was completed, but Loki's words just now aroused his serious rebellious psychology. As a perfect winner, he would never tolerate being led by the nose by others.

"Take them both away as well, and escort them back with Gaul." Sam waved at the Evil Bat beside him and said lazily.

"Understood." The burning bat head nodded silently.

"How long will it take for my Law of Heaven to be fully formed?"

"The engraving of the laws of nature requires the essence of God's authority. According to the original plan, all the authority of God in the entire universe will be acquired. It is expected that within a thousand years, the old laws of nature will be completely replaced."

"A thousand years... let's begin."

Sam watched as the countless divine powers that had been destroyed by Him, at the bottom of the boiling spring of holy fire, were transforming into essence and merging into the roots of the World Tree, engraving new laws of nature for Him there.

Next, there will be a war between the old pantheon and the new pantheon.

(End of this chapter)