“Wuuu—”
The deep, heavy sound of a siege horn echoed from the horizon.
An army of nearly three thousand, consisting of twenty-five hundred elite trolls and the remaining two to three hundred kobolds, pressed toward Castellan in a dense, dark mass.
The ground trembled slightly under their heavy footsteps, and a chilling, oppressive siege pressure washed over the city.
In midair, Demigod Zaror hovered. His twenty-meter-tall golden body was as towering as a mountain, and the wild divine patterns all over him shone brilliantly.
He did not use his giant battleaxe. Instead, he slowly raised a hand, and a massive spear condensed from golden light rapidly took shape in his palm.
Then, with a cold snort, he threw the spear with great force toward Castellan's city wall.
“Boom—”
An ear-splitting sonic boom exploded in the air. The spear pierced through the sky, reaching two hundred meters outside the wall in the blink of an eye. The terrifying pressure of a Demigod bore down, causing the players at the front of the wall to catch their breath.
“Oh no!”
Lilith's face turned pale, and she was about to activate the divine artifact pendant on her chest. Schutard also raised his staff, a high-ranking defensive divine spell ready to be unleashed.
At this critical juncture, a crisp, cold snort suddenly echoed from the void.
“Buzz—!”
An boundless, soft white light descended out of nowhere, and a massive, flawless barrier of divine power instantly blocked the front of the city.
In the next second!
A deafening explosion shattered heaven and earth!
“Boom—!!!”
The golden demigod spear crashed violently into the white divine power barrier. Blinding golden and white lights instantly intertwined and exploded, shining so brightly that no one could look directly at it.
But the shield of light only held for a few short seconds before shattering like glass and dispersing.
The remaining energy shockwave crashed violently toward the city wall!
“Crack—”
The multi-layered magical defense array reinforcing the entire wall shattered instantly. Its patterns faded, and its mana dispersed.
The players at the front of the wall had no time to react. They were all sent flying by the terrifying shockwave, falling over one another in rows. Cries of alarm rose from all sides as they were thrown into complete disarray.
Zaror narrowed his eyes and looked toward a certain spot in the void, a cold smile curling on his lips.
“So you've finally decided to show yourself.”
Before his voice could fade, the believers on the city wall knelt down in unison.
Lilith clasped her hands, and Schutard bowed his head and chanted silently. All the surrounding believers closed their eyes, their lips moving as their devout prayers gathered into an invisible tide surging toward the sky.
In the next instant, a sacred and vast aura suddenly descended.
White light particles continuously gathered, condensed, and wove together from the void, slowly outlining a sacred, ethereal figure above the wall.
The figure hovered in midair, enveloped in a soft glow. Her face was obscured by a layer of holy light, making it impossible to see clearly, but the aura that made one instinctively want to bow and worship spread outward without any disguise.
Zaror's gaze instantly locked onto the figure.
He had already learned everything from Father God's oracle.
This was a new deity who had just ascended to godhood. Her foundation was shallow, her divine power was unstable, and her control over god-level power was extremely unrefined.
The hasty barrier from just now had been weak and full of openings, which was more than enough to prove that her true strength was far inferior to his!
Greed and ecstasy instantly filled Zaror's heart.
If he could personally capture and suppress this newly ascended True God, His Crownness Father God would surely reward him handsomely!
He might even be able to seize a portion of her Divine Spark, refine his own source divine power, and break through his current Demigod constraints!
As for their ally, Mosator, the Lord of Plague and Calamity?
Zaror's eyes were filled with nothing but disdain.
They had been fighting for this long, yet there was still no sign of him. It was obvious he was afraid.
In that case, he wouldn't hesitate to take all of this immense credit for himself.
...
On the city wall, the players were delighted to see the Goddess appear. They wanted to speak, but suddenly found themselves unable to do so. Fortunately, the game system was still functional, so they all began chatting in the world channel:
“What's going on? Why can't we talk?”
“Normal. I'm a veteran player from the launch. We couldn't speak during the forced cutscene last time either.”
“Oh, so that's how it is.”
“By the way, why do I feel like the Goddess's entrance this time is a bit underwhelming?”
“Yeah, it completely lacks the grand, sacred vibe from last time. And the Goddess's wings are gone. I don't know what's up. Could it be a bug?”
“Idiot, think about the theme and lore of this game! The Goddess is currently weak, so she's definitely choosing to hide her identity and won't let the enemy faction find out!”
“Makes sense. Now that you mention it, I always felt the Goddess was high and mighty, radiant and sacred. Suddenly, it feels a bit stealthy...”
“Pfft... Now that you say it, that actually makes sense.”
“What a genius! Is it possible this is just a necessary strategy to show weakness to the enemy?”
“Alright, alright, stop arguing. Start recording, start recording! The Goddess is about to fight!”
While the players were chatting excitedly, the battle outside the wall had already begun.
Zaror roared, and his Demigod Domain unfolded with a bang!
With him as the center, the mana within a five-kilometer radius instantly turned violent. Fierce winds howled, war cries echoed, and the air was thick with a wild and chaotic aura, as if dragging the entire space into an ancient battlefield.
The trolls were deeply shaken by this sight and cheered one after another.
Only the players on the wall remained completely calm, even looking a bit disappointed.
“Is that it?”
“Compared to Mosator's dragon body blotting out the sky and changing the weather last time, the pressure of this domain is honestly pretty average.”
“Indeed, the presentation is far worse. As expected, a Demigod is still a tier below a True God.”
The players pointed and commented, feeling no pressure at all. After all, they had directly faced the dragon power of a True God. The pressure of this Demigod Domain was truly not enough to impress them.
In midair, Iluvia's eyes were calm as she ignored the overwhelming pressure of his domain. Her sacred, ethereal voice echoed across the field:
“Imprison.”
As her voice fell, over a dozen massive golden chains suddenly emerged from the void, shooting straight toward Zaror.
“Heh... Did you think you could trap me?!”
Zaror sneered. He swung the giant battleaxe in his hand, shattering several of the incoming chains with a single stroke.
The giant battleaxe in his hand was a divine artifact. Although it was inferior to a True Divine Artifact, after thousands of years of nourishment, it could be said to be infinitely close to one.
“It's starting, it's starting!”
The players' eyes widened. Battles between god-level powerhouses were rare.
In midair, Zaror dodged the remaining chains trying to entangle him, then gripped his axe with both hands and slashed forward violently!
A golden, savage slash that spanned heaven and earth tore through the air, heading straight for the Goddess with a power that could destroy all things.
With a slight thought from Iluvia, a thick, pure white barrier of divine power instantly rose in front of her.
“Bang—!!!”
The slash struck violently, and a blinding white light exploded, its intense glare forcing everyone to shut their eyes.
The terrifying shockwave of energy spread in all directions.
The players on the wall had barely stabilized themselves when they were blown askew by a sudden gust of wind. Many were plastered directly against the inner side of the wall, presenting a highly comical sight.
Iluvia frowned slightly.
She glanced back at the shaking wall, then at the knocked-over players.
If they continued to fight here, regardless of who won, there probably wouldn't be many people left standing on Castellan's walls.
She decided to change the battlefield.
With this thought, in the next instant, Iluvia tapped the air. Six faint ripples of divine power immediately emerged in all directions of the void, quietly blocking all of Zaror's paths of retreat.
Three of the ripples extended golden divine chains once more, restraining and entangling Zaror from the front.
“Pointless stalling!” Zaror snorted in disdain, swinging his giant axe wildly to shatter the chains again.
But at the exact moment his attention was entirely focused on the front, a ripple of divine power suddenly lit up behind him.
A golden divine chain, several times thicker than before, lunged from the void behind him like a deadly whip, its speed incredibly fast!
“Not good!!”
The hair on Zaror's body stood on end, and a sudden shock hit his heart. He hurriedly turned around and swung his axe to block!
Clang!
A dull, heavy boom exploded, and the immense force sent his massive body flying backward uncontrollably.
And in the void behind him, a massive white teleportation array had already quietly formed.
“What—!”
Zaror's pupils contracted. Before he could adjust his posture, he tumbled headfirst into the teleportation array.
His massive golden figure vanished in an instant.
And in midair, the sacred, ethereal figure of the Goddess also flashed like light and completely disappeared from the spot.
For a moment, everyone watching the battle was stunned.
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