章 142: The Game of Muk'Bal!

In the Higher Planes, the Red Cloud Paradise, often hailed as the most mesmerizing of the surviving paradises, suffered a full-blown cataclysm. Torrential flames and collapsing meteors laying waste to the beauties of that ancient world.

As this went on, the Red God stood on top of a flaming altar, tied to golden chains that burned into his skin and smothered the deity in a smoke of his melting flesh. Five Red Dragons prostrated themselves at the Wrathful God's feet, each large enough to cover hills with their wingspan.

"There's no other way. Force a merger. Connect the Red Cloud Paradise to the Purple Dawn Continent and integrate it into our plane. Then I will use my Wrathful Incarnation to capture Mithras and turn him into our new Atlas.