Odyssey of the Blind God

The Oracle's plan to search for the Divine God of Truth was almost perfect.

Hardly anything could go wrong.

Unfortunately, the worst thing that could have happened actually did happen.

As Nial and the Oracle entered the main office of the Divine God of Truth's Domain, they were greeted by a huge hall mostly made out of polished marble. The pressure exuded by the exquisite and luxurious furniture, and paint ought to attract their interred.

However, what forced their attention somewhere else weren't some mere paintings, let alone the exquisite furniture. Their attention was forcefully dragged to the mid of the office.

A black-robed figure stood in between two small mountains of corpses, and its sword had impaled the heart of the Divine God of Truth!

"What the…" The Oracle blurted out without realizing it.

This caused the black-robed figure to flinch and turn around. Yet, upon seeing Nial and the Oracle, the black-robed figure didn't seem to initiate an attack or run away.

On the contrary, the figure continued to stare at them through a mask that was as black as the robe it wore

The figure twisted the sword blade in the heart of the Divine God of Truth, which lead the God to groan in utter pain before he quieted down all of a sudden. The Divine God of Truth's arms and legs had already been cut off, and a puddle of blood had long since formed on the marble ground.

The two corpse mountains were filled with corpses that missed several limps. All of them had been severed by the robed man, no matter how powerful its opponents had been.

Even the Divine God of Truth was being played with like a toy, what were others supposed to do against the black-robed figure? They could only give their utmost…and die.

"Are you the Advocate?" Nial asked, trying to visualize the being that was veiled by the black robe and mask. However, even before Nial could visualize the figure in his mind, the black-robed figure changed its stance.

It pulled the sword blade out of the Divine God of Truth, twisted its body, and slashed out with tremendous force.

A moment later, blood spurted through the surroundings and a head began to roll over the bloodied marble floor.

The Oracle's eyes were wide open and she stared blankly at the situation that had unfolded in front of her. Her shock was apparent in the way she moved, her expression, and her eyes that seemed to be popping out of the eyes sockets.

Nial summoned a spear in one hand while pulling the Oracle behind him instinctively

He was ready to summon his Devils and start an all-out war. In fact, if he was really facing the Advocate of the Pryard right now, it might actually be the first and last chance to kill the Advocate without the need to shed the blood of too many innocent beings. A second Great War could be prevented…maybe.

The death of the Divine God of Truth and his guests might be a little inconvenience for him, but as long as he could fight the Advocate of the Pryard in return, Nial may as well consider their deaths a necessity.

The death of a few Gods and only one Divine God was certainly much better than the annihilation of half the Universe. Comparing both, the former seemed to be a 'slightly' better outcome.

Nial thought that it was a good idea to unleash the Devils that were on par with Divine Gods in terms of combat power when he noticed a shift in space.

The surrounding tremored and the object that had appeared in Nial's hand began to tremble violently.

Nial frowned deeply. He spread his range of perception and Mana Sense to the extreme in an instant. It might not be possible for him to visualize the black-robed figure right now.

But what, or rather who, he could visualize easily were a bunch of Gods…Divine Gods, that had arrived at the entrance of the Divine God of Truth's Domain.

"You should let the guests inside," A neutral voice, neither belonging to a man nor a woman rang out through the office of the Divine God of Truth. A short burst of laughter followed behind before the black-robed figure seemed to be merging with the surrounding. The black robe and the figure beneath seemed to lose the color of their existence, which made it seem as if it had never existed in the first place.

Just like that, the black-robed figure disappeared even before Nial could do something.

'The Advocate can even move through the restrictions of the spatial blockage?' Nial wondered, clenching his left fist.

A small pendant was crushed through the tremendous force he unleashed in his left hand, and he reached out for the Oracle's hand.

Through the Spatial Blockage Pendant, Nial had attempted to turn their first encounter, after his ascension, into an all-out battle with only one winning side.

Unfortunately, it didn't seem to be that easy.

The spatial blockage restricted the entrance of other beings as well, just like it restricted the use of space-attributed abilities and power inside the range of the pendant.

Nial had to crush the pendant to use Shadow's power to leave the Divine Palace of the Divine God of Truth as quickly as possible.

After all, the Divine God of Truth's dead body was lying not too far from him, followed by two mountains of corpses, of beings from races with considerable strength.

The moment anyone would find him and the Oracle standing around in the main office, they would turn into the prime suspects. Maybe, the new arrivals wouldn't even bother trying to talk to them. After all, they were bound to find him and the Oracle in the act of the heinous crime!

Nial utilized the Power of the Origin Leviathan in an instant, creating a large black portal next to them. His hand, holding the Oracle's, pulled her toward him to make sure that they would leave this place together.

But, just as they were about to step through the portal, it dispersed into countless particles.

"Bastards! How dare you kill the Divine God of Truth and think about leaving this place alive!!"