Around the Temple of the Fallen God, where the Ashen God had descended, a powerful barrier was set.0

It was impossible for most beings to even approach it.0

The forces that had arrived to stop her were also unable to cross the barrier and were halted in their tracks. Crockta and the gods had swung their weapons, trying to create a fissure, but none of their attacks seemed to even scratch the Ashen God's barrier that stood unharmed, blocking their path.0

Time passed.0

Every minute and every second was a countdown to the survival or doom of their world.0

"This barrier cannot be overcomed with physical force," the Goddess of Magic declared after examining the barrier.0

The gods were still residing in the bodies of their avatars, as their true forms were supporting the world from the gods' dimension. Since they couldn’t just abandon their primary duty as gods, they had no other choice but to borrow their avatars for the time being.0

That meant that their divine power was weak compared to the fully descended Ashen God.0

"If we had our full divine power, we might have been able to force a fissure, but at this moment, there's nothing we can do. It's a power that spans through space and time, so even I do not know how to dispel it. Beyond this barrier lies essentially another dimension. What kind of knowledge has she gained over time...?"0

"Kraaaaaaaaaah! Do something, gods! Krrng!"0

Kumarak vented his anger, swinging his giant axe wildly. Despite...0