Chapter 157

Chapter 157: Shadow Army

“Everything sorted out?”

At the entrance, the Star God asked with a smile.

“Pretty much.”

Su Wen glanced up at the sky and murmured, “This should be the end of it.”

The Star God shook his head, “Not even close! First, there’s the matter of the Path of Wealth Fate Bearer’s promotion. From what I know, the strongest Path of Wealth Fate Bearer right now is only at the seventh-level, so no rush.”

Su Wen’s eyes flickered; he decided to consult Wealth Shadow in the sub-timelines.

The promotion methods for the Path of Wealth Fate Bearer in the sub-timelines might offer some useful insights.

“Heading to the feast later?”

The God of Theater stood with his hands behind his back, grinning, “How about experiencing your own feast? Sounds fun, doesn’t it?”

“That does sound thrilling.”

Su Wen replied, “God of Theater, if you find that amusing, maybe we should throw a God of Theater funeral for fun sometime?”

The God of Theater waved his hand, “Can’t do that! A fake death scene might fool people for a while, but anything more would be too much.”

“What if we settle things in the Arrow Realm later? We could throw you a proper one then.”

“What are you talking about? At my level, do I really need that?”

“Isn’t it just for fun, so we can all enjoy it together?”

Su Wen chuckled; the idea of attending his own feast was indeed strange.

But later, taking the God of Theater to someone else’s feast might be quite entertaining.

Thinking this, he suddenly understood why the God of Theater and the Wind God were looking at him so eagerly.

Were they waiting to see him at the feast?

“In life, you’ve got to experience everything at least once.”

The God of Theater grabbed Su Wen’s left arm and laughed, “Let’s go! The Star God made sure this feast is going to be grand.”

“We’re just sitting around anyway; we haven’t had a proper get-together.”

“This time, let’s treat it as a group gathering.”

As he spoke, the God of Theater glanced at the Wind God and said, “Xiao Feng, why are you so slow?”

“Why don’t you hurry up and bring your Brother God of Martial Arts along to the feast?”

Hearing this, the Wind God chuckled, “Alright!”

Nearby, the Star God couldn’t help but laugh too.

It was great to see everyone so cheerful.

In the future, it would be even better if they could all stay this happy.

…

Meanwhile, in the 18th Arrow Realm of the Western Front.

The Fighting God was surrounded by the fierce crocodile clan, and the situation looked extremely dangerous.

But the Fighting God didn’t seem to care. With his spear in hand, he casually thrust it to the left, instantly turning three fierce crocodiles into a mist of blood.

His fighting moves were so elegant that, from a distance, each action seemed to carry a poetic yet violent beauty.

“Fighting God, we’re having a group dinner. Are you coming?”

The Star God’s voice suddenly rang out, making the Fighting God’s eyes move.

In the next moment, a boundless crimson spear light erupted.

In an instant, it cleared a thousand meters around him.

But the number of fierce crocodiles seemed endless, and within moments, they filled the cleared space again.

“I’m a bit busy here, so I’ll pass.”

The Fighting God turned into an afterimage, appearing ten thousand meters away. He impaled a fierce crocodile leader with his spear and replied telepathically.

“Alright.”

After receiving the Star God’s reply, the aura around the Fighting God suddenly shifted.

Fighting God domain!

Activate!

“A mere fierce crocodile tribe doesn’t even bother to welcome me, and now you dare to fight back?”

“I was only planning to wipe out one of your divisions, but you ruined my chance for a group dinner!”

“Since that’s the case, the fierce crocodile tribe will be wiped out!”

“After destroying you, I think that’ll be enough!”

With the Fighting God’s furious roar, the sounds of explosions and slaughter echoed endlessly above.

He really wanted to join the dinner!

Especially sitting with everyone, even if he was the only one drinking, it would still be nice!

But for the sake of everyone’s future and long-term safety, he had to give up that brief happiness.

Monsters!

They all deserve to die!

…

“How’s the food?”

The God of Theater asked with a smile. Then, with a thought, the lower half of his mask automatically retracted, revealing his mouth.

The masks of the divine fate bearers can change freely with their thoughts.

If he wanted, he could even make it shrink to a tiny point of light.

Of course, to outsiders, his face still appeared to be covered by a solid, impenetrable mask, resistant to any form of spying or divination, showing no change at all.

“It’s pretty good.”

Su Wen nodded slightly, then picked up a piece of the boiled lettuce in front of him. After tasting it, he couldn’t help but give a thumbs up.

The cabbage is so delicious; no wonder it’s made by a national banquet-level chef!

“If it’s good, eat more.”

The Star God smiled as he picked up a dish and served it.

Not far away, a few fate bearers overheard the laughter of the fate bearers with the character "God" and couldn’t help but feel uneasy.

With the fall of the Wealth God, why do these few seem so indifferent?

Was the Wealth God not well-liked?

So when the Wealth God died, was it just a formality?

And everyone else just carried on eating and having fun?

Then… kept the music and dancing going?

Su Wen was oblivious to the thoughts of the nearby fate bearers. As he enjoyed the feast, his attention was drawn to the changes in the chaos in the time and space interface.

[After introducing his subordinates, the Fighting God got straight to the point.]

[Based on your question, the Fighting God decided to start with the Shadow God.]

[Speaking of the Shadow God, the Fighting God sighed, then slammed the table so hard it split in two, angrily declaring that the Dark God of Gaul was a complete scoundrel.]

[As the Fighting God spoke, the story of the Shadow God began to unfold before you.]

The Shadow God’s strength isn’t just in her individual combat power; her most remarkable ability is forming an entire army by herself.

[Any creature that dies by the Shadow God’s hand—whether an Arrow Realm aberrant or a human fate bearer—has its shadow captured and turned into a soldier in her Shadow Army.]

[As long as the Shadow God lives, her Shadow Army is immortal and unending, impossible to wipe out.]

[Even through constant death and battle, the Shadow Army can absorb soul energy to grow stronger on its own.]

[Immortal, unstoppable, and backed by unmatched combat skills and an overwhelming number of shadows, the Shadow Army is the most terrifying force in Huaxia, bar none!]

[Even during the massive alien invasion of Huaxia, the Shadow God alone held the Eastern Sea battlefield and the Eastern Defense Line, freeing up countless fate bearers and troops.]

[As the war dragged on, the Shadow Army grew even more powerful, with its fearless combat skills and deadly assassination abilities forcing the Arrow Realm to request a ceasefire after 28 years of fighting.]

[But everything changed in the 39th year with the arrival of the Dark God from Gaul.]

[That scoundrel struck a deal with the Arrow Realm.]

[While the Arrow Realm launched a massive assault on the Mount Sea Battlefield and other fronts, tying down Huaxia’s top-tier combat power, the Dark God teamed up with three Emperor Level extreme aliens and twenty-seven Emperor Level aliens to ambush the Shadow God on the Eastern Sea Defense Line.]

[Their goal? To enslave the Shadow God!]