Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

While Roland was stuck in the Fire Elemental Plane, the chaotic domain in the mortal plane was also dealing with a chaotic battle.

Gods were dying in large numbers. Angels were as weak as baby chicks in this battle. The chaotic domain was gradually being analyzed. The furious God of Holy Light gradually found his target. The price was that golden divine blood was spilled all over the chaotic domain.

Just like always, Order and Chaos clashed violently yet again.

Evolution? That wasn’t the focus here. It was rather ironic how previously important individuals died worthlessly in this battle. Of course, maybe certain existences would feel that these deaths were quite worthwhile.

The chaotic domain was just like an ocean suffering a furious storm. Fatal currents and coral were hidden everywhere. The chaotic space and dimensional cracks were far more fatal than any death trap.

Normally, the Order angels and Gods would have the power to gradually fix distortions and dimensional cracks. However, they lacked time more than anything right now.

Powerful existences were dying every single second on the battlefield as sacrifices on both sides.

The Order Gods who died here scattered their divine souls, divine blood, Divine Concepts, and divine power in this distorted chaotic domain, creating a path to attack the door to the dimensional barrier.

Was this really wasteful? Neither side of the battle would likely think so.

The plain bronze door devoured every sacrifice. The statues of the Goddesses of Chaos and Order were slowly opening their eyes. Their mouths were slightly open as if they were trying to say something.

The Goddess of Order statue on the right side had a serious expression and wore extravagant clothing. Her long white robe seemed more like a piece of artwork than practical clothing. Her long blonde hair had a blinding golden glow. Her sky-blue eyes shone with wisdom and mercy. The white wings on her back trembled slightly as she clasped her hands in prayer. Her eyes were filled with sadness as if she couldn’t bear to see the harsh things happening in the world.

The Goddess of Chaos statue on the left seemed devilishly beautiful. She had short black hair, and her glowing pupils were red while her sclera was black, giving her a rather frightening appearance. Still, the two horns on her forehead made her look naughty and cute rather than vicious.

Unlike her two-winged older sister, Cynthia only had a single demon wing on her left side. She was wearing shiny red armor rather than any feminine clothing.

The ancient classical armor simply protected her weakest points while she held a red long spear, making it seemed like she desired to do battle. Her heroic appearance made her seem more like a War Goddess than the ruler of all demons.

Cynthia was smiling as if she was delighted to see everything before her. It was as if she was highly satisfied with the abundant sacrifices. Or, perhaps she was delighted with all the fighting to the death before her.

This was probably the first time that younger individuals had ever seen what the Creator Goddesses looked like before. The two statues were astonishingly similar to what the real Goddesses looked like.

Still, the people who saw the door probably had no time to enjoy the Goddesses’ beautiful appearance right now.

In front of this large door, Karwenz was wearing heavy armor for once despite the fact that he usually equipped himself quite lightly. He was fully armed since he was about to face the God of Holy Light, who was previously recognized as the strongest existence in the world.

Even if the God of Holy Light had been weakened repeatedly already, and even if he had lost multiple incarnations, the weakened God of Holy Light was still the strongest Main God in the world.

He had thousands of years of worship from billions of believers providing him with the power of faith. The God of Holy Light, who had no self-will, had always been recognized as the strongest in the world.

Karwenz stopped resting as he prepared to meet the Holy Light Faction in battle while he eyed the rising sun.

Karwenz displayed an excited expression rather than any hesitation or worry as he prepared to fight this theoretically undefeatable powerful enemy. It seemed like he had expected this day since long ago.

“Let me say first that Karolan belongs to me. I want to see the true power level of the previous generation’s child of Chaos.”

Karwenz’s words received no response. However, anyone standing next to him would naturally also be at the peak of the world.

Demons, devils, undead, dragons, humans, evil cultists, and fanatical believers. Karwenz’s army probably had the most random assortment in the world. Their leader’s passion also served to increase their fervor for battle.

However, not everyone was as happy as Karwenz to see the end of his plan.

Donatis, who typically desired battle more than anyone, seemed rather listless currently. He simply observed everything happen with disinterest. He had a complex expression as he constantly looked at Karwenz. Still, Donatis didn’t really have much choice in the matter, since he was still seriously injured from the previous battle.

Conservation, the Undead Emperor who was a master of stealing life and heat, who had also brought color to her undead soul, stood all by herself under the door. It seemed like she was researching the two statues, and that she had no intention of participating in this current battle. Her only objective was to take revenge on Roland… but judging from how confusion kept flashing through her eyes, along with her contemplative expression, she was unable to convince herself with this reason.

Meanwhile, Undead Emperor Shupnus had been injured by the God of Holy Light. Shupnus was now trying his best to reduce his presence.

Shupnus had entered the mortal plane filled with ambition, but now he had a depressed expression as he crouched in a corner.

He really regretted coming to the mortal plane now. Although he had managed to survive until now, he absolutely wouldn’t have remained here any longer if he had had a choice.

It was the same for the demons, high-level undead, and devils who had survived until now. Since they were now unable to leave this chaotic domain, their species’ identity determined which side they had to fight for in order to survive the Holy Light Faction’s attack.

Since the main forces of the Order Faction and Chaos Faction were starting an all-out battle here, the other residents of the mortal plane naturally wouldn’t just sit back and watch.

Archmages and archdruids weren’t useless at all. They had their own way of knowing things happening in the world. Even though the arrogant Holy Light Faction still remained silent, and didn’t share information or ask for help, the fact that the door to the dimensional barrier was opening was something that was swiftly being transmitted throughout the mortal plane.

Numerous airships, flying magical beasts, dragons, and so on all organized themselves into squadrons and started flying onto the battlefield, following the path that the Holy Light Faction had opened. The passengers on the airships were also a motley assortment that included humans, elves, beastmen, dragons, undead, mages, goblins, and even incarnations from other God Factions. There were even some Gods who personally came down to participate in battle.

Since the end of the world was about to arrive, nobody would be able to calmly wait at home to see what would happen—not even the undying Gods.

Although the Nature Faction technically didn’t have a ruling God, more than 10 high-ranked Gods had already arrived on various strangely shaped divine beasts of nature.

The Hell Dragons took action even though they had lost contact with Roland. The gigantic bone airship among them had the aura of death and Hell. This mega monstrosity of an airship also seemed to contain the aura of Gods.

The Sea Gods and sea beasts had finally left their personal domain. They were riding on gigantic magical sea creatures and mollusks as they slowly proceeded forward.

The Cloud Tower was also moving quite slowly. The Cloud Tower had lost almost all of its main combat mobility in the previous battle, yet it still appeared on the frontlines of battle, although it now had a rather awkward appearance since it was being dragged along by dragons and giant beasts.

Elemental creatures also appeared in the sky. Wind Elemental Lords and Earth Elemental Lords who always fought each other whenever they met were actually peacefully staying with each other on the same airship.

These former mortal enemies weren’t the only ones who temporarily made peace with each other. Due to the pressure from the potential destruction of the world, even undead and angels were able to travel together in peace and quiet. Holy Light priests were also chatting amicably with undead mages.

The wood spirits also sent their air forces. Although the Seven Virtues had all arrived, their Mother Goddess wasn’t here.

Technically, Amelia was currently fighting for the sake of protecting the world right now, although her situation was slightly different.

The moment that Amelia arrived, she started by saying, “Oh my, aren’t you the flat little girl who lacks nutrition and still hasn’t graduated from having a father complex? You should give up now. Look at that cat and also look at me. Don’t you understand what Roland likes by now? It would be impossible even if you weren’t his daughter.”

I was rendered speechless. Was Amelia truly here to help me rather than push me deeper down the pitfall? Why did she start taunting Elisa right away? Stop comparing your breasts’ size! Elisa was about to go on a rampage! Also, Harloys, don’t show off your adult figure at such a time!