313: Chapter 313 The Fall of the Gods...

"Crackle—!!!"

High above in the firmament, energy crystals resembling shards of glass scattered and dissipated in the gale.

[Ding! Server-wide announcement!]

[Gods Arena has closed!]

[Human faction victorious! Teleportation mechanism activated!]

"Whoosh—!"

Accompanied by a pillar of white teleportation light shooting into the sky, the entire Red Wolf Army was teleported back to the World Center!

The Wasteland, World Center, Red Wolf Guild temporary camp.

Night had fallen.

A massive bonfire was lit in the open space at the center of the camp.

The orange glow of the fire dispelled the chill of the Wasteland's night wind and illuminated the faces of those gathered around it.

"Glug, glug..."

Xia Li leaned against a flat boulder and downed a bottle of legendary-grade recovery potion that emitted a seven-colored halo.

"Cough, cough..."

She coughed gently twice.

Although a trace of pallor remained on her stunningly beautiful face, her breathing had completely stabilized.

The fatal wound that had pierced her heart was now as good as new, thanks to the heaven-defying effects of the legendary potion.

Lu Yuan sat beside her.

He reached out naturally and gently wiped the potion residue from the corner of her mouth with his thumb.

"How do you feel?" Lu Yuan asked in a very soft voice.

Xia Li nodded, a faint curve appearing at the corner of her mouth: "I won't die."

"I made you worry."

Watching this display of public affection, Lin Zihao and Zhao Meng, who were across the bonfire, sensibly turned their heads away, pretending to look at the scenery.

Sitting between them was an eyesore.

"Ouch, holy crap! This smells so good!"

The God of Mischief Loki—no, it should be Red Wolf strategist—Loki.

He held a sizzling, oil-dripping mutant beast hind leg in his hand, devouring it without any decorum.

While eating, he gave a thumbs up to the Logistics Team player responsible for the barbecue nearby: "Brother, your skills are amazing!"

"Compared to those divine chefs in Asgard who only know how to boil meat in water, you're ten thousand times better!"

Zhao Meng squinted at this overly familiar former deity, his mouth twitching.

"I say, Loki..."

"You bastard, you just turned traitor like that... aren't you afraid God King will come down and hack you to death?"

Loki threw the bone away and casually wiped his greasy mouth.

His face full of disdain: "Afraid?! That old thing is currently like a clay bodhisattva crossing a river—he can barely save himself, let alone me."

"This god calls it a wise bird choosing a tree to perch on! Understand?"

"Besides, I bet on you guys to win and made a killing with ten thousand years of lifespan!"

"I have a feeling that if I hang out with you guys, I can win back everything I lost before!"

Watching Loki's shameless, thick-skinned demeanor, everyone was speechless.

How on earth is this guy a god?

This hooligan temperament is even more authentic than the bandits on the Wasteland!

"Alright."

At this moment, Lu Yuan clapped his hands, interrupting Loki's bragging.

His deep gaze pierced through the flickering bonfire and fixed on Loki.

"Enough with the wisecracking."

Lu Yuan's voice turned cold, carrying an unquestionable authority.

"Since you are now wearing the Red Wolf uniform, I will ask you a few questions, and you had better answer truthfully."

Feeling the faint yet terrifying pressure radiating from Lu Yuan, Loki's smile vanished, and he immediately sat up straight.

He had seen with his own eyes this guy blast Thor into a charred corpse!

A ruthless man, absolutely a ruthless man!

"Go ahead and ask, Guild Master, I will tell you everything I know!" Loki patted his chest.

Lu Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly and threw out the question that had weighed on the hearts of all Dragon Country players for a long time.

"Since you were in the Pantheon, you must know the situation in the God Realm like the back of your hand. I am very curious..."

Lu Yuan stared intensely into Loki's eyes, "In the Gods Arena, there are the Nordic Pantheon, the Greek Pantheon..."

"There is also the Indian Pantheon, and we even wiped out the Japanese Pantheon..."

"But, what about our Dragon Country's gods?! Why haven't we seen a single one of our Dragon Country's gods?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere around the bonfire instantly froze.

Lin Zihao, Zhao Meng, Xia Li, and even all the Red Wolf core members around them held their breath and looked at Loki.

That's right!

The heavens were full of gods and Buddhas wanting to exterminate humanity.

But what about those ancient gods from Dragon Country legends?! Pangu, Nüwa, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, the Jade Emperor... Where did they go?!

Hearing this question, the expression on Loki's face visibly stiffened.

In that instant, Lu Yuan actually saw a trace of deep fear and reverence in the eyes of this despicable, cunning God of Mischief who seemed to care about nothing!

Loki opened his mouth, wanting to speak but hesitating.

He subconsciously looked up at the pitch-black night sky, as if afraid that walls had ears.

A full half-minute passed.

"Sigh..." Loki let out a long sigh, his voice deeper than ever before.

"They... are no longer here."

"No longer here?" Lu Yuan frowned.

Loki lowered his head, looking at the flickering bonfire in front of him.

His voice sounded incredibly heavy in the silent night wind.

"They have fallen."

"What?!" Everyone was shaken.

Lin Zihao stood up abruptly, his face full of disbelief: "You're full of it!"

"Our Dragon Country's gods have boundless magical power, how could they fall?! Who did it?! Did your Nordic gods do it?! Or did the Japanese do it!" Zhao Meng also roared.

"Don't flatter us..." Loki gave a bitter smile and shook his head.

"The likes of God King and Zeus, those old geezers, aren't even fit to carry the shoes of your Dragon Country's ancient gods."

"As for the Japanese gods?! Please, they are at best at the Abyss Lord level! They don't have a shred of divinity!"

"Then what happened?!" Lu Yuan asked in a deep voice.

Loki took a deep breath, his eyes filled with a trace of dread.

"Because... Your Dragon Country's gods rebelled against [That Lord]."

"That was the most tragic war that has broken out since the birth of [Survival Game]."

"All of your Dragon Country's gods, in order to leave behind a glimmer of [Seed of Hope], all participated in the war, fighting to the death without retreating."

Loki swallowed hard and uttered the words that made the three hundred thousand people present feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

"In the end... All of them died in battle, not a single one survived!"