The atmosphere disappeared and a black hole enveloped the entire Earth.

At this time, a total of one minute and twenty-four seconds had passed.

This is just the beginning of everything. Darkness falls from the boundless time and space, as if clearing away the colorful canvas.

Beneath the atmosphere, the devouring fangs are already opening toward the Earth.

First up is the world’s highest peak – Mount Everest.

As darkness advances evenly, the taller the peaks are and the closer they are to the atmosphere, the faster they are being eaten as food.

The highest peak in the world, nearly nine thousand meters high, has snow and ice on its top that has not melted for thousands of years.

Now, the tranquility here is broken.

Ice, snow, rocks, mud, sand, air...all kinds of things were broken down into the most essential energy, and then turned into part of the body that made up Bai Mo.

Mount Everest is not a special case. Under these fangs extending from all directions, the so-called tall mountains become the first unlucky ones to fall and are the first to be eaten.

Mountains and rivers collapsed. In such a strange world, the gods who had long stayed in the Nibelung no longer showed their so-called indifference and arrogance.

When a force beyond their understanding came, the gods who ruled over the Nibelung felt offended and angry!
However, this force that they could not understand suppressed the elements of the earth and forcibly closed the Nibelungen which was originally opening.

They are legends in mythology, developing weapons in the Nibelung nearly ten thousand years ago, bringing science to future warriors and alchemy to the peak of the Bronze and Fire King.

In their own Nibelung, these mythological characters created an incomparably glorious country, established an immortal thousand-year empire and a brilliant and eternal world.

They monopolize everything with bloodline, words, elements, science... The legends described in the myths in history are actually real, but the location is in Nibelungen.

God ruled the Nibelung as the supreme god, and the immortal eternal order was born through the alternation of the divine power of new and old gods from generation to generation.

Mortals, demigods, gods, what absolute classes, forging the crown with violence and desire.

God is supreme, and mortals sing the praises of God's greatness and loftiness, dedicating their lives to God.

If we talk about the fighting power of the dragon clan, a force that has developed for thousands of years and the faction entrenched in Nibelungen can already mass-produce the so-called royal blood, and even elite warriors like Odin who can only be defeated by a transaction between Lu Mingfei and Lu Mingze.

The secret party, S-level, and even the Dragon King in the original novel are still inferior to these gods.

However, times have changed.

The current fighting method is no longer for the hybrids to release the Word Spirit and then rely on the so-called extraordinary bloodline of the Dragon King level to compete with these gods.

The battlefield is no longer on Earth, where fists fight, words clash, and power struggles take place. Now the battlefield is in the solar system, and there are collisions outside the stars.

The first step for civilization to move towards the stars is a star-destroying war that transcends the stars.

Now, that's it.

Bai Mo gave them the first lesson for free, which was about how to describe the form of battle when the scale of war went beyond small-scale clashes on the planet and took place within the galaxy.

This class is free and does not require any cost, except becoming the party declared at war.

Evolution, faith, life, words, dragon blood, alchemy, future warriors, thoughts, all of these are meaningless when He judges us.

After Bai Mo dismantled the earth as energy and decomposed the atmosphere into the basic energy components of his initial body, he was no longer a life that could be described as a simple individual.

The black curtain transformed by the body is constantly devouring high-energy particles from the universe and energy emitted by the sun, devouring light like a black hole.

Not only was it expanding inwards, it was also expanding outwards. The pure black curtain gradually pulled the moon around the earth, spreading its tentacles to the impact craters of the moon. With the point of contact as the core, the black curtain spread, gnawing at the outer shell of the moon, digesting it, expanding it, and increasing its value.

Focusing his attention on the Earth, Bai Mo looked at the planet that had been completely swallowed up to the sea level.

One hour, twenty-eight minutes and forty-seven seconds.

At this point, 90% of human buildings have been wiped out. The steel skyscrapers, the towering industrial wonders, those great wonders one after another, have now all been deleted by Bai Mo.

Ignoring what was going on, Bai Mo focused his attention on the elements.

These elements that He compressed from the globe into one place have now undergone new changes.

The Nibelungs spontaneously combined together, and after these alien spaces were pieced together, they formed a huge alien space that was large enough to reach one-third of Asia.

The elements were taken over by the different space, forcibly resisting the pressure given by the white foam, allowing the gate of Nibelung to open.

Sparks of thought were leaping, and Baimo looked calmly towards the location of Nibelungen.

His sight fell on Nibelungen. The gate groaned under Bai Mo's gaze as if it could not bear the heavy burden. Crack, crack, and a large number of cracks appeared on the so-called gate connecting Nibelungen and the real world.

The first to appear was Odin. These war weapons with golden masks rushed out one after another, mighty and powerful, like a pure white ocean.

The eight-legged horses carried Odin, and they raised their magic spears high in their hands and stabbed towards the spreading black tide, like a replica of Don Quixote.

In a second, everything was crushed into residue by Bai Mo's gaze, without exception.

Miracles are great, and those who believe in miracles are as great as miracles themselves, but miracles do not exist here.

Odin might be able to cut off the wings of an airplane with one shot, or kill Chu Tianjiao, and use his magic gun to delete all historical traces of certain people's existence, thereby interfering and manipulating the information level.

But what it faces is not individual white foams like the Dead River or the Yellow Spring. What Odin faces is white foam, the true Alaya-vijnana that has assimilated all of humanity and is trying to eat up the Earth to become Gaia.

The sheer difference in energy levels means that these Odins are not even like moths to a flame.

After Odin, various mythological teams came out fully armed. They followed one after another, with the spark of victory flashing in their eyes.

The warriors are equipped with sci-fi armor similar to the Anubis that Bai Mo once saw in New York. Alchemy has endowed the warriors with uniform S-level bloodline strength.

A thousand years is enough time to accumulate a large number of trump cards. Under the scale of time, even the rare S-level hybrids will become as common and cheap as cabbage.

The half-blood king formed the captain and led the group of warriors to launch a new round of sprint towards the white foam. There were tens of thousands of people.

But the numbers are meaningless.

After they rushed out of the elemental area, they were unsurprisingly crushed into debris by the enormous pressure.

The chaos of elements can cause abnormal weather in Shilan City. So when the elements of the world are driven to an area by the white foam, how much pressure will there be?
The Warframe cannot display values, only one second of death explains the result and answer.

Bai Mo quietly watched these half-breeds who were seeking death, his gaze fixed on Nibelungen, sensing the true enemy that was about to emerge.

The elements were now carried by the Nibelungen, which covered an area as large as one-third of Asia and was shattered bit by bit by the power of the white foam.

Under Baimo's gaze, an enemy walked out from the fragments of the Nibelung.

"Black King, this is your true nature." (End of this chapter)