Chapter 851 - 358: Divine Battle! How Could You Possibly Have So Many Ultimate Soldiers?! (Part 2)
Chapter 851: Chapter 358: Divine Battle! How Could You Possibly Have So Many Ultimate Soldiers?! (Part 2)
The enemy before him suddenly emanated a verdant glow, and his aura skyrocketed.
The pierced body healed at an exaggerated speed, like cutting water with a knife, the surface instantly returned to normal after the blade passed.
The Centaur God’s pupils dilated with anger, a sense of absurdity rising in his heart... Such a powerful healing skill actually exists?!
Racial Talent——Divine Revelation. After activating Divine Race Mode, within ten minutes, all injuries received can be immediately healed.
The supreme talent of the Swamp Divine Race!
The actions of the Doomed Iron Hooves thoroughly enraged the Swamp Divine Race at this moment...
The Centaur God noticed this scene, and his face changed.
With a fierce look in his eyes, he directly channeled the Power of Authority, sealing the surroundings, setting a rule —— In the Divine Kingdom, skills are prohibited!
Just as the Swamp Divine Race was about to erupt, they suddenly found part of their power sealed.
Their expressions subtly changed, but seeing the enemy ahead seemed similarly affected, they immediately grinned and charged forward.
Speed suddenly increased, carrying an unstoppable momentum, they directly charged into the battle array, engaging in close combat slaughter!
The Doomed Iron Hooves, who had just shattered his weapon, changed his expression, waving his hand to conjure a new weapon from thin air.
He rushed to meet the assault of the Swamp Divine Race.
Their clash began in a blood-soaked melee!
This scene was even more brutal.
The Doomed Iron Hooves, worthy of being the ultimate soldier, swung his long spear, twisting the very void. If hit by his attack, a normal ultimate soldier would not withstand it, their body would be torn apart!
However, the Swamp Divine Race, in Divine Race Mode with injuries healing instantly, was now verging on madness.
Totally disregarding the wounds on their body, they roared, exchanging injury for injury, life for life.
Their ferocious stance was like a beast, starved for half a year, encountering food for the first time, sending chills down the spine.
The momentum the Doomed Iron Hooves had just built up was suppressed once again.
They began to suffer casualties once more... Even with skills sealed, the Swamp Divine Race still held a significant advantage.
The Centaur God felt an overwhelming hatred in his heart.
But at this moment, locked in a stalemate with Lear, the collision of authority was even more perilous, leaving no opportunity to intervene...
He could only watch helplessly as his army was ravaged and slaughtered at will.
It was at this moment, he suddenly seemed to perceive something, his face lit up with immense joy.
Looking towards Lear, he felt a sense of relief, like calling for a dominating jungle’s aid when losing a mid-lane fight, feeling vengeance was near at hand.
"Lowly mutt... How could someone like you, who stumbled upon authority, ever understand our depths!"
Speaking thus, his gaze turned to the void.
"Sovereign... descend! Completely shatter this Divine Kingdom and reclaim his authority!"
In the next moment, he spat blood with a "pfft~".
A terrifying soul aura suddenly descended, using the blood as a base, directly forming a long-horned, bipedal deer man’s figure.
Lear, witnessing this scene, slightly furrowed his brow.
Damn, do all these divine spirits have hacks or something? Even with the Divine Kingdom sealed, they can still summon external aid?!
As the deer man took shape, his expression grew solemn.
Was this the deer man behind the Titan war boar?
Seeing the opponent instantly, the name surfaced in his mind —
Master of the Wild Pantheon——God of the Wild and the Stars - Poritz.
A powerful divine spirit.
His gaze turned icy cold.
If there were no other recourses, with a powerful divine spirit’s soul intervention, it would directly change the situation, the scales would clearly tilt.
"You have achieved this much, truly astonishing... but it ends here."
The God of the Wild and the Stars - Poritz slowly spoke.
The Divine Kingdom was already sealed, ordinary methods couldn’t penetrate, even now only a part of the soul had descended.
But, it was enough.
The last straw that breaks the camel’s back doesn’t need to be heavy.
"Your fall will mark the beginning of this grand spectacle... Originally, I planned to deal with another troublesome matter before dealing with you."
"Unexpectedly, you were hiding so much... truly surprising."
He spoke and glanced at the high-hanging sun.
The legendary Crown of the Sun, hidden within the corona, was a coveted item among countless divine spirits.
It was thought to be lost in the River of Time, yet to be found by the opponent was unexpected.
This newly emerging Swamp God was indeed somewhat extraordinary.
However, no matter the talent, it was futile... No one cares about the talents of the dead.
With these words, the Master of the Wild Pantheon slowly stepped forward, entering the Swamp Divine Kingdom.
Feeling the unique Power of Rules, a bit of surprise flickered in his eyes.
"You actually even wove the operating rules of a Divine Kingdom..."
To weave rules requires extremely profound control, mastery over authority, mastery over the plane, which only those seasoned divine spirits who have built their Divine Kingdoms for millions of years possess.
This person had just become a divine spirit, and already had such means?
If allowed to grow, how powerful would they become?!
Thankfully, they discovered it early and can kill it in advance!
His face turned cold, and a tyrannical power surged from his body, directly eroding the surroundings.
When two divine spirits wrestle, if a large-scale collapse occurs in a Divine Kingdom, needless to say, the other will gain a huge advantage.
But just as the Master of the Wild and the Stars wanted to crush Lear at once, suddenly sensing something, he turned with a suspicious and uncertain expression towards a certain direction.
His gaze became extremely grave.
Staring intently, not daring to relax for a moment.
The next second.
Crack~
The crisp sound of shattering porcelain echoed.
A pure golden light burst from the earth’s surface to the sky, covering the whole world in golden hues.
That golden light carried an indescribable aura.
Ancient and weathered.
As if it was a power that existed since the dawn of creation.
"The aura of an Ancient God..."
After confirming, the Master of the Wild and the Stars felt a surge of uncontrollable shock in his heart.
Turning to Lear, he shouted hysterically.
"Are you insane? Hiding an Ancient God within your Divine Kingdom?! Do you want to die?!!"
That’s an Ancient God, a divine spirit that existed before creation, even the Creator God couldn’t kill him, only seal him in the Abyss.
This bastard, what was he thinking, daring to put such an existence in his Divine Kingdom?
Once it awakens, it could devour them all in one breath!!
Just sensing that aura gave him the urge to flee immediately.
He had once, by chance, set foot on the River of Time and glimpsed the battle between the Ancient God and the Creator God... he knew better than anyone how terrifying the opponent was.
At this moment, the golden light abruptly converged, forming a column of golden light piercing through the heavens and earth.
The golden light gradually dissipated, revealing to the naked eye a female warrior clad in pure gold battle armor.
She stood tall, with an aura as calm as water.
Holding an ancient war saber with starry flows, suspended in the void, only a faint golden shimmer seemed to say something.
She exuded no pressure at all.
But because of this, the Master of the Wild and the Stars felt all the more terrified.
Furiously turning to Lear, he roared.
"Hurry up and open the Divine Kingdom, expel that Ancient God, expel it!!"
"Otherwise we’ll all die... you bastard, bastard!!"
Although he hadn’t descended with his true body, this place also contained much of his Power of the Soul.
If it got devoured, his loss would be catastrophic... with major upheavals looming, how could he cope with changes when gravely wounded at this time?!
In his frenzy, the female warrior donned in golden battle armor slowly flew over.
One could clearly feel the terrifying pressure from her bloodline.
Approaching the newly risen Swamp God directly, just as he thought she would make him taste the flavor of death.
But that Ancient God slowly knelt down towards him...
A posture of utmost humility.
Forming a stark contrast with her pure, powerful, immortal Ancient God bloodline.
The Master of the Wild and the Stars was completely dumbfounded upon witnessing this scene.
He felt somewhat dazed.
Was he... under an illusion?
How could he see an Ancient God bowing down to a newly minted weak deity?
That goddamn was an Ancient God!!
Even the weakest Ancient God could thrash a Main God of powerful divine power!
This wasn’t even the same level of power.
Now that Ancient God is kneeling to a god of weak divine power, what is happening in this world?
He was completely dumbfounded.
At this moment, Lear ignored everything else, with full anticipation, he immediately opened the Attribute Panel -
Kalanis, Level: 26, Weak Divine Power, Title: God of Slaughter and Tyrant...