The Supreme God

Austin stood as an image of power astride the chariot that led the entire troop.

"So this is the Blade Cosmos. It seems that overall, its strength is indeed above our Sword Cosmos' own,"

Austin said nodding as they entered the Blade Cosmos, looking around and taking it all in.

"Well, no matter how powerful it is, it will fall to our Sword Cosmos in the end,"

Austin added with a sneer.

"Move out!

To war! Conquer the Blade Cosmos and make it ours!"

Austin raised his arm and bellowed his battle cry and the army behind him charged forward like a torrent of cold steel, leaving countless worlds trembling in their wake.

"Attack!"

The army spread out like a wild flood. Crisp, bright light shone from their iron-clad bodies and the immense murderous aura that came off them sent the supreme universe falling into despair.

The slaughter had begun. Three hundred reincarnation slaves led the charge and rushed into different worlds, crazed to kill every creature they came across!

"Ahhh!"

Shrill cries rang out one after another as the blade cultivators had their heads sliced off and thrown aside before they knew what was happening.

Blood spurted high and all over. More blade cultivators than could be counted fell, lifeless, into pools of blood, their faces petrified with looks of confusion and resentment.

"Who the hell are you? Where have you come from?"

"Why are you slaughtering us Blade Cosmos creatures?"

These were just some of the things the blade cultivators screeched hysterically before they died; those who had the chance to screech at least.

But their squealing and protesting did nothing for them. Suddenly, a dazzling sword light flashed. The stunned look on their face froze and another dead body fell to the ground with a heavy thud.

The Sword Cosmos' force had attacked out of nowhere.

There were three hundred reincarnation slaves and dozens of native governing gods of the Sword Cosmos in the army.

Cosmos was expectedly blindsided and overwhelmed. No world could resist an

less than a moment, an

Sword Cosmos ferocity, every living being on their force hated the Blade Cosmos with every fiber in their bodies. They regarded them

disciples had all

their opportunity to avenge those who had died. How could

with the single-minded task of killing their enemies.

troop went, no world in the Blade Cosmos was given even

seemed invincible. Every single one of them emanated a bloodthirsty aura that sent

"Kill!"

the last day you will ever

dear fallen

fueled by a deep-seeded hatred. Wherever they went, they left no survivors. Even many mortals were not

with blood. The difference in the battle forces of the two sides was clear. But this

creatures of the Blade Cosmos lost their lives before they even knew what had come for them or what was

"Master!

conquered

Emmet reported to Austin.

where it wasn't stained

years. They had learned to absorb and purified the chaotic great cosmos force in the eye

had

any ordinary governing god, thanks

were now Austin's two right-hand

has not yet

existed, prevailing over all else around it. It felt like a horrible beast, lurking and ready to prey

to kill only the cultivators,

said to Emmet after a moment of

Austin was not

want innocent people

the

the troops ceased

only blade cultivators fell

frantically. Every second

did you come from, you

you come here, to our homeland, to slaughter us

before they died. They fell to the ground, their bodies swimming in blood, beside their

of the Sword Cosmos in the slightest. Instead, it seemed to spur them on and only make them crazier