After Mas condensed the power of time, he refined the strongest creature on the Rotterdam Continent—the Dragon of Inception, Bahamut.
Mas charged towards the Door of Heaven with Bahamut. It was time to settle accounts with the people behind the door.
The Gods behind the Door to Heaven sensed the familiar aura and smiled. That was right, it was the treacherous person who had been stealing their authority.
He chose the path to hell.
They were still worrying about being unable to take revenge. Unexpectedly, Mas came knocking on their door. This was exactly what they wanted.
The Door of Heaven that isolated the God Realm and the Rotterdam Continent was slowly pushed open by Mas. Behind it were still the familiar Gods.
Looking at the familiar faces that he had not seen for a long time, a mysterious smile appeared on Mas’s face. He hurried Bahamut under his feet and the dragon roared.
The Gods who had never seen such a scene were all shocked.
Huskar pointed at the dragon under Mas and said in a wavering tone, “Isn’t that the Bahamut that was sealed by Father and the others long ago? Why is it under that little thief?”
The other Gods looked at Mas and the dragon under him in disbelief.
However, Mas did not care about that. He commanded the dragon beneath him to release a Dragon Breath. The black flames that were released turned everything it contacted into ashes.
Mas recalled what the Gods said. These Gods who viewed mortals as insignificant beings had mentioned their Father. It seemed that everything behind this was directed by their Father.
Without thinking, Mas commanded the dragon to head deeper into the Door to Heaven.
In the depths of the Door to Heaven, as Mas had expected, in the deepest place, he saw a golden God sitting on a grand and luxurious throne.
The aura emitted by “Him” was so holy and dignified.
However, he was at the mercy of others. In order to survive, Mas could only helplessly challenge this Supreme God. After seven days and seven nights of fighting, Mas finally defeated the Supreme God.
It also served as a prophecy that the Dragon Slayer would eventually become an evil dragon.
A drop of golden blood suddenly floated out of the body of the primordial God that was killed by Mas and slowly fused into his heart under his gaze.
At this point, Mas understood that his transmigration and what happened on the Rotterdam Continent were all part of the script arranged by the primordial God. “He” was too bored. “He” did not remember how long it had been since anyone had challenged him.
“He” who enjoyed battles could only helplessly choose a young man who was disrespectful to Gods and had great qualifications to challenge “Him”.
As “He” had expected, “He” was defeated, died and disappeared. Mas took over “His” Deity Position and authority and became the highest God in the Rotterdam Continent.
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