Chapter 430: Global Battlefield

Unable to understand! Even more unclear!

On the indescribably twisted remains of the Olympus Mountains, Brahma looked indifferently at the grinning Bai Ye in front of him.

Everything shouldn't be like this. According to theory, Bai Ye at this moment should be imprisoned in a cage with the minimum strength.

This absolutely rational saint experienced the feeling of miscalculation for the first time.

After considering everything for the best, compared to the negligible risk of failure, Brahma had almost complete confidence in winning Bai Ye.

It's a pity that even though the result was obviously going to be successful, I still got away with it.

If he had known in advance that Bai Ye would cheat, Brahma would probably have used another method to face Bai Ye.

Another possibility is that he will imitate an absolute dog-licking personality to cater to Bai Ye's interests, and personally arrest Zeus and sacrifice him to him.

But there are not so many ifs in everything. After Brahma makes his choice, the result has already been determined.

Compared to the big guys at Marvel, Brahma loses because of the information gap.

Even those Marvel bosses didn’t know Bai Ye’s characteristics at first.

In fact, if the bosses of Marvel had taken measures from the beginning instead of letting it go, Bai Ye would have had a chance of being permanently sealed and contained.

But it is a pity that after Chapter 11 of this book, Bai Ye will no longer be sealed.

When Bai Ye came to this mythical universe, he had reached the strength of a quasi-sage, and his thinking had been hidden using an absolute quantum superposition random algorithm.

For the saints, observing Bai Ye's brain is like rolling dice.

You can only conclude that the results are 1 to 6, and you also know that Bai Ye's memory is hidden in one of the 1 to 6 choices, and these six choices all seem to be true but are completely different.

When you want to get the most correct one, there is no difference between randomly guessing one, and you are not sure of the result after guessing it.

Because Bai Ye, the only one who knows whether the result is correct or not, will not tell you whether the memory you chose is correct.

The reality is countless times more complicated than the so-called throwing of dice.

The correct probability faced by the saints is not one in six, but a true random lottery probability of one billion, billion, billion...one in a billion.

In this kind of absolute randomness, the saints naturally cannot pry into Bai Ye's memory.

So they didn't know that Bai Ye had such a thing as an attribute panel.

And because of their low strength, they could not even reach infinite diversity of strength. They were not even qualified to read the letters oaa sent to the big bosses in the world.

Even because Yang Kaitai was blocked by the Zhongzhou Saint, they didn't even know the existence of the chat group.

In the eyes of Brahma, Bai Ye is a wild boy who suddenly appeared from Zhongzhou. What the hell is that from Marvel and DC?

Looking at Bai Ye with a fierce light in his eyes, Brahma knew that the overall situation was decided. Even if he begged for mercy at this time, Bai Ye would never let him go again.

"It is also the fate of all the saints like us to have this calamity."

The Holy Trinity, God controlled by the Holy Spirit (absolute reason), said indifferently: "It is a matter of life and death, please all the saints to take action together to suppress this teasing."

"Remember, during the suppression process, do not attack directly, do not allow them to take action, do not allow them to be injured, and do not allow them to think." Shiva, the Indian God of Destruction, reminded on the side.

"This is nothing to suppress." Zeus looked gloomy.

"How dare you complain!" Odin and Loki yelled angrily.

If Zeus hadn't used all his strength when pressed, Bai Ye wouldn't be as strong as he is now.

But all saints know that the outcome of this attack will be disastrous.

If there really is no upper limit to Bai Ye's strength, or as long as the upper limit is higher than theirs, then their death is doomed in the end.

As long as Bai Ye's power exceeds all of them, it will be the time for everyone to die.

In this case, one extra second of life is only one second. They can only try to suppress Bai Ye's speed of becoming stronger and let him reach the ideal slowest growth rate.

This is a losing battle, but the duration of the battle is determined by their actions.

Maybe a second, maybe a minute, maybe an hour?

For the saints, the entire communication process only lasts a moment.

The next moment, all the saints will face the fists coming from the sky in the white night.

This punch has neither sound nor image, and it has the characteristics of a sure hit.

This characteristic is the condensation of Bai Ye's power, a competition of pure strength.

All powers under the white night cannot escape this inevitable punch.

Among the saints, Zeus was the first to bear the brunt. As the weakest saint, his power was far inferior to Bai Ye's and there was no way he could avoid Bai Ye's punch.

Just for a moment, looking at the eyes filled in front of him, even the invisible void had the terrifying sight of being squeezed and exploded by his right fist.

At this moment, Zeus tasted death.

It was like the whole world was roaring at him.

The sky, the earth, the ocean...everything rejected him and told him to die.

But before he was about to be hit, Zeus disappeared directly and was taken into the world in the palm of Vishnu.

Since Bai Ye must be restricted, Zeus, who is far weaker than Bai Ye, must not be hit.

The body of the immortal saint is the sandbag that becomes stronger in the white night.

At the moment when Bai Ye's fist hit Zeus, Bai Ye's own strength didn't know how terrifying it would be.

In the void, Odin's power continued to wield, and it neutralized the law of the must-hit on Bai Ye's fist, and made Bai Ye's body's surging power that was about to explode completely dissipate.

But in the next moment, all the saints sighed in their hearts.

Even if the behavior was gentle enough, and was carried out in the least stimulating way to Bai Ye's state, the power of Bai Ye's body was still increasing crazily.

According to this efficiency, even if they acted as speed limiters, it would not take a few minutes for the God with the strongest power growth among them to be surpassed.

But no matter what, it is impossible to sit and wait for death. You can only resist with all your strength, and live every second, and struggle with all kinds of methods.

The moment the saints are not alive, they are dead.

In just a moment, the battle of the saints has entered another world.

The entire world inside and outside the five domains has become their battlefield.

The underlying logical rules of the entire world have been arbitrarily changed under the will of the saints.

Although there is no fist-to-flesh collision, its impact is more far-reaching.

After all, death is only a moment, but the pain brought by disability will last a lifetime.

In just a flash, the saints have been far away from the five mythological domains.

But although the saints have left, the aftermath of their battle is forever changing everything in this universe.

…

In the southern region where Greek mythology is located, Sun Wukong and Yang Kaitai, two immortals, looked at Sisyphus, who had been freed from the curse by Bai Ye.

Sisyphus was not ecstatic because the curse was lifted. There was only a kind of calmness in his eyes that looked down on the world.

"In other words, you want to find me to spread the cultivation method throughout the five domains."

Sisyphus looked at the two immortals and nodded: "No problem, I agree."