Single Wish: Rise Of The Omniscient Paragon Chapter 1132 - 1129: Deterring The Gods

Corey utilized his teleportation to arrive near the gateway of the Temple of the God of Living Constructs. After taking merely three paces within the Divine Kingdom, the unmistakable auras of the twelve gods permeated the entire realm.

"What is the purpose of this behavior, boy?" The Storm God questioned, his forehead creasing with a dark scowl.

Ever since their arrival, Corey had displayed nothing but blatant disrespect. It appeared as though he was looking down upon them, not even bothering to offer the reverence due to gods.

His complete indifference and the way he conducted himself made it seem as if he were the true divine being, while they were merely mortals in his eyes.

It was an infuriating display for the deities.

Corey met the Storm God's eyes with a look of calm detachment. Much to the deity's growing rage, he simply turned his back and began walking toward the Temple's entrance.

"Where do you think you're—"

As the Storm God moved to intercept Corey, a titanic metallic palm slammed into the earth before him. The sudden impact forced the gods to retreat from the Divine Kingdom, their expressions a mix of wariness, caution, and sheer shock.

The massive, kneeling automaton rose slowly to its full stature, cradling the Temple within its hand while fixing a freezing stare upon the twelve deities.

"As I mentioned before, I have tasks to attend to. I have provided you with enough entertainment for now. Once I am finished and have the time, I will speak with you," Corey stated.

He shifted his cold, indifferent gaze toward the Storm God.

"If waiting is a problem for you, feel free to try and destroy this place to capture or kill me. Do as you please."

"Farewell."

Without pausing for a reply, Corey walked into the temple entrance with total composure, completely disregarding the presence of the twelve gods.

The deities were stunned by Corey’s overwhelming pride, confidence, and serenity. They realized this wouldn't be the last time his attitude would leave them speechless.

They found it incomprehensible that a mere mortal could maintain such confidence while standing before twelve gods.

However, as they observed the gargantuan puppet watching them with its lifeless, icy eyes, they began to wonder if this construct was the true source of Corey's boldness and indifference.

"How is it possible for him to have a Half-Step Tier 12 puppet under his command? This defies logic," the Goddess of Ice remarked, her face etched with confusion.

She wasn't alone in her bewilderment; the same question plagued the minds of the other gods.

Even though they could tell the puppet was damaged and unable to exert its full strength, the power it currently possessed was still a formidable threat to all of them.

In its peak condition, such a colossal puppet could challenge their original bodies. Under the control of a skilled puppet master, it could even claim their lives.

As mere incarnations, their power levels ranged between Tier 8 and Tier 9.

Tier 9 represented the absolute ceiling for these incarnations. Despite the puppet being in a weakened state, it possessed enough strength to slaughter many of them, if not all.

The chasm between Tier 9 and Tier 10 was even more vast than the gap between Astral Beings and Immortals.

Furthermore, this construct wasn't just Tier 10 or 11; it was a Half-Step Tier 12 puppet.

The disparity in power was too immense. It would be reckless to jeopardize their incarnations and the stability of their true forms for the sake of confronting Corey.

The risk simply wasn't worth the reward.

"To whom does this Divine Kingdom belong? I can perceive that the deity is no longer among the living," the Lion God inquired, his voice dripping with curiosity as he examined the puppet and the realm with interest.

"The God of Living Constructs," the Martial God answered solemnly, a complex emotion flickering across his face.

With his arms crossed, he maintained a composed posture while staring toward the Temple.

"The God of Living Constructs? I've never heard of him. A god possessing such a powerful puppet and a resource-rich Divine Kingdom should have been quite famous." The Serpent Goddess looked at the Martial God, her curiosity mixed with confusion.

The Martial God paused for a brief moment before letting out a quiet sigh.

"He belonged to the era of the old gods, much like myself, the Sun God, and the Goddess of Earth."

"I suspect he perished during the previous Great War... He was among the few deities who vanished after the conflict. We never located his remains or any traces of his Divine Kingdom."

"We assumed everything associated with him had been obliterated, but it seems we were mistaken. It appears this is where he met his end."

The gods shared a complicated look, and their perception of the Divine Kingdom and the massive puppet shifted.

The history of the old gods, the Great War, and the terrifying enemies they fought was a somber tale among the divine. Most gods held the ancients in high regard.

However, some held a different perspective.

"But how can a planet that is only now integrating sustain the weight of a Divine Kingdom? It shouldn't be feasible."

The Lion God's brow furrowed as he cast a suspicious glance toward the Water Goddess.

"Your temple is situated closest to this area, and this unsettling, strange ocean is within your domain. Were you aware of this place?"

Every eye turned toward Oshimiri, the Water Goddess, who remained as tranquil as a still lake.

She shook her head in denial. "I had no knowledge of it. My devotees lack the strength to descend to such depths. The locals refer to these waters as the Black Sea, and it is considered one of the most lethal regions of this world."

"Had I known, I would have ensured that none of you ever discovered it."

"I see," the Lion God muttered, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.

"Then how was that boy able to—"

"Pardon the interruption, Lion God. However, we are facing a more significant issue. I suspect there are additional Divine Kingdoms hidden within this Black Sea," the Martial God declared, his expression turning grave.