The entire battlefield paused in surprise at seeing how Kalumandas had instantly died right after his arrival. Kalumandas was a Main God, after all. It was inconceivable how he had been killed so easily.
The Cloud Tower’s mages were panicking more than anyone else. They’d never expected that a legendary Main God whose strength was at a mythic level in stories would die so easily.
Even though Kalumandas was indeed known as not a skilled fighter compared to the other Main Gods, his reputation was still better than Sophocles’ reputation, for the latter was considered to be the “Weakest Main God”.
“Bind,” Kalumandas roared as he was dying, gathering all his magic energy that had been torn apart and transforming it into physical substance which then became ropes that weaved themselves into a net.
This magical net tangled Sophocles and stopped him from completing his hunt.
Correct, completing his hunt. Even if Kalumandas was suddenly and instantly defeated, he wouldn’t actually die that easily as a Main God.
A torrent of magic power and divine power gathered together as the upper body of a white-haired old man appeared from Kalumandas’ torn body. Although he had a really wretched appearance, and the lower half of his body was now completely missing, he had actually managed to survive and not immediately die.
The magical rope net he weaved with all his might only stopped Sophocles for a moment, but…
“That’s more than enough.”
My Dawn Holy Light sword slashed viciously against Sophocles’ body. The dark Main God’s defenses disappeared under the Holy Light’s illumination. I followed my attack up with a flurry of fists, one of my favorite techniques.
Behind me, Harloys was immediately trying to heal Kalumandas, but there likely wasn’t much hope.
“Roland.”
“Must you stop me?”
Sophocles still spoke in two voices of Order and Chaos, but actually his voices were now completely emotionless. Sophocles seemed to be less and less emotional, seeming like he wasn’t a demon at all.
Stop him? Wasn’t his goal to invade the mortal plane while leading the demon army? Why did killing Kalumandas now seem like his main goal instead?
Something was wrong with the situation. Not only was Sophocles long since prepared to instantly try and kill Kalumandas, his main goal was also to kill Kalumandas? What would he possibly obtain from killing Kalumandas? The Divine Concepts of Wisdom and Academics?
I kept feeling more and more like something was wrong with the situation, but I didn’t allow my hands to slow down at all. I summoned my [Coldest Ice] ice armor, and even equipped my right arm with the outstanding shield [Emordilorcan’s Wall of Sighs] that I hadn’t used for quite a long while already.
I had my Dawn sword in my left hand and the [Emordilorcan’s Wall of Sighs] tower shield in my right hand. I held onto my sword lightly while solidly grasping my shield. I took a heavy step forward and prepared to react at any moment. This was a basic defensive posture that every human infantry soldier would learn.
Although this wouldn’t appear cool at all, this was a basic defensive posture that was chosen after other defensive postures were eliminated for being less useful after countless thousands of wars. It was quite suitable for buying time when you were the weaker one, and it would be absolutely practical.
I was unhesitatingly adopting the most defensive fighting strategy possible against Sophocles since something seemed to be wrong with the situation.
Numerous mage towers were also charging energy on the Cloud Tower. Multiple compound mega attack forbidden spells had all locked onto Sophocles. A black dot in the sky consisting of senior archmages whom I would need to explain things to directly was also getting closer and closer.
Although I didn’t have much hope that Harloys’ healing would be effective on Kalumandas, stalling should at least help Kalumandas to recover some combat strength.
Since buying time would be advantageous for me, I naturally adopted stall tactics. The tremendous glory of slaying a Main God or whatever wasn’t something that I had even considered from the very start.
At this moment, sonorous holy song suddenly spread through the entire battlefield as light dispelled the darkness. Everyone instinctively raised their heads to look at the sky, but found the light there far too blinding to look at directly.
“The God of Holy Light? Why is he joining in here as well!?”
Things were already incredibly chaotic here. Yet another Main God was joining in? The strongest Main God of them all?
I glanced up at the sky. Holy Light would never be able to impede my vision. I heaved a slight sigh of relief to see that it was only an incarnation of Holy Light.
“Luckily, it’s only the God of Holy Light’s incarnation, although it’s still a Main God level incarnation…”
I was becoming rather jealous. Just how foundationally powerful was the God of Holy Light? He could afford to waste so much divine power. He had already lost several Main God level incarnations, yet he could casually send another one out just like this.
Although I was slightly distracted, I was still focusing fully on Sophocles. I faintly heard him saying something to himself.
“…He’s finally here?”
So, Sophocles had also attracted the God of Holy Light here? Just what did Sophocles intend?
Sophocles suddenly stopped as his hazy face reorganized itself into a familiar face that had a rather mysterious gentle smile.
He was sighing as if he was a worried mortal who had his own frustrations before finally coming to a major realization, and smiling as if he had abandoned everything.
“Everything is for the sake of the purest evolution.”
Damn it, why did such a phrase sound so familiar? Could it be? Was he going to do *that* after shouting out his catchphrase…
*BOOM!*
A deafening explosion appeared together with a light that destroyed the entire world. The incredibly powerful Main God Sophocles who had just revealed his true power simply smiled as he died a death like a classic antagonist—he shouted his catchphrase as he self-destructed!
A Main God’s self-destruction happening right in front of me? My instinctive reaction to preserve myself acted faster than my mind did. The sense of danger caused chills to go down my back as I immediately took the most effective action.
At the moment of Sophocles’ self-destruction, I only had the time to throw away my tower shield, turn around, and drag Harloys into my personal Hell world before I saw everything outside my Hell world become completely white.
This was no simple divine power anymore. The combination of light and darkness had created the most powerful divine explosion in all of history.
Unlike before whenever I escaped into my personal Hell world, I was far too close to the source of the overwhelmingly powerful explosion. Despite being in my personal Hell world, the shock waves from outside began to tear through the dimensional barriers.
My dark personal Hell world began to lose its color. Its connection to Hell was shattered by powerful divine energy. My entire world kept shaking as it began to fall apart and pieces started returning to the void.
“Yongye City!”
I acted faster than my mind could keep up. My personal floating castle immediately teleported myself and Harloys into it. All magic power that Yongye City possessed was used for maintaining the mage towers’ shields. Despite this, the divine power that penetrated through continued to rampage through my pitiful amount of personal territory.
Divine tornadoes and dimensional cracks cut through my world. Yongye City’s magic shields started whining scarily like balloons pushed to the very limit before explosion. My entire floating castle shook furiously in the winds, just like an ark being battered during an Armageddon of despair.
The only good part was that I truly hadn’t tried to save money at all back when I constructed Yongye City. Everything was made from the best possible materials. No matter how powerful the winds from outside, the strong magic shields still persisted. However, we were then directly tossed back into the mortal plane when everything ended, just as if we were fish who were beached at the end of a hurricane.
We saw a completely different and unidentifiable world once everything barely managed to calm down.
The world now seemed indescribably abnormal. The death of multiple Main Gods here had immensely disrupted the dimensional laws here. Countless dimensional cracks had appeared. The original blue sky and white clouds had completely vanished. The sky now consisted in a chaotic universe filled with stars.
Sophocles had killed many Main Gods with his self-destruction.
But currently, my attention was drawn to a certain person who had just arrived on the battlefield. If my guess was correct, he was the true mastermind behind this battle and the one behind Sophocles’ strange actions.
“Karwenz! Just what have you done!?”
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The entire battlefield paused in surprise at seeing how Kalumandas had instantly died right after his arrival. Kalumandas was a Main God, after all. It was inconceivable how he had been killed so easily.
The Cloud Tower’s mages were panicking more than anyone else. They’d never expected that a legendary Main God whose strength was at a mythic level in stories would die so easily.
Even though Kalumandas was indeed known as not a skilled fighter compared to the other Main Gods, his reputation was still better than Sophocles’ reputation, for the latter was considered to be the “Weakest Main God”.
“Bind,” Kalumandas roared as he was dying, gathering all his magic energy that had been torn apart and transforming it into physical substance which then became ropes that weaved themselves into a net.
This magical net tangled Sophocles and stopped him from completing his hunt.
Correct, completing his hunt. Even if Kalumandas was suddenly and instantly defeated, he wouldn’t actually die that easily as a Main God.
A torrent of magic power and divine power gathered together as the upper body of a white-haired old man appeared from Kalumandas’ torn body. Although he had a really wretched appearance, and the lower half of his body was now completely missing, he had actually managed to survive and not immediately die.
The magical rope net he weaved with all his might only stopped Sophocles for a moment, but…
“That’s more than enough.”
My Dawn Holy Light sword slashed viciously against Sophocles’ body. The dark Main God’s defenses disappeared under the Holy Light’s illumination. I followed my attack up with a flurry of fists, one of my favorite techniques.
Behind me, Harloys was immediately trying to heal Kalumandas, but there likely wasn’t much hope.
“Roland.”
“Must you stop me?”
Sophocles still spoke in two voices of Order and Chaos, but actually his voices were now completely emotionless. Sophocles seemed to be less and less emotional, seeming like he wasn’t a demon at all.
Stop him? Wasn’t his goal to invade the mortal plane while leading the demon army? Why did killing Kalumandas now seem like his main goal instead?
Something was wrong with the situation. Not only was Sophocles long since prepared to instantly try and kill Kalumandas, his main goal was also to kill Kalumandas? What would he possibly obtain from killing Kalumandas? The Divine Concepts of Wisdom and Academics?
I kept feeling more and more like something was wrong with the situation, but I didn’t allow my hands to slow down at all. I summoned my [Coldest Ice] ice armor, and even equipped my right arm with the outstanding shield [Emordilorcan’s Wall of Sighs] that I hadn’t used for quite a long while already.
I had my Dawn sword in my left hand and the [Emordilorcan’s Wall of Sighs] tower shield in my right hand. I held onto my sword lightly while solidly grasping my shield. I took a heavy step forward and prepared to react at any moment. This was a basic defensive posture that every human infantry soldier would learn.
Although this wouldn’t appear cool at all, this was a basic defensive posture that was chosen after other defensive postures were eliminated for being less useful after countless thousands of wars. It was quite suitable for buying time when you were the weaker one, and it would be absolutely practical.
I was unhesitatingly adopting the most defensive fighting strategy possible against Sophocles since something seemed to be wrong with the situation.
Numerous mage towers were also charging energy on the Cloud Tower. Multiple compound mega attack forbidden spells had all locked onto Sophocles. A black dot in the sky consisting of senior archmages whom I would need to explain things to directly was also getting closer and closer.
Although I didn’t have much hope that Harloys’ healing would be effective on Kalumandas, stalling should at least help Kalumandas to recover some combat strength.
Since buying time would be advantageous for me, I naturally adopted stall tactics. The tremendous glory of slaying a Main God or whatever wasn’t something that I had even considered from the very start.
At this moment, sonorous holy song suddenly spread through the entire battlefield as light dispelled the darkness. Everyone instinctively raised their heads to look at the sky, but found the light there far too blinding to look at directly.
“The God of Holy Light? Why is he joining in here as well!?”
Things were already incredibly chaotic here. Yet another Main God was joining in? The strongest Main God of them all?
I glanced up at the sky. Holy Light would never be able to impede my vision. I heaved a slight sigh of relief to see that it was only an incarnation of Holy Light.
“Luckily, it’s only the God of Holy Light’s incarnation, although it’s still a Main God level incarnation…”
I was becoming rather jealous. Just how foundationally powerful was the God of Holy Light? He could afford to waste so much divine power. He had already lost several Main God level incarnations, yet he could casually send another one out just like this.
Although I was slightly distracted, I was still focusing fully on Sophocles. I faintly heard him saying something to himself.
“…He’s finally here?”
So, Sophocles had also attracted the God of Holy Light here? Just what did Sophocles intend?
Sophocles suddenly stopped as his hazy face reorganized itself into a familiar face that had a rather mysterious gentle smile.
He was sighing as if he was a worried mortal who had his own frustrations before finally coming to a major realization, and smiling as if he had abandoned everything.
“Everything is for the sake of the purest evolution.”
Damn it, why did such a phrase sound so familiar? Could it be? Was he going to do *that* after shouting out his catchphrase…
*BOOM!*
A deafening explosion appeared together with a light that destroyed the entire world. The incredibly powerful Main God Sophocles who had just revealed his true power simply smiled as he died a death like a classic antagonist—he shouted his catchphrase as he self-destructed!
A Main God’s self-destruction happening right in front of me? My instinctive reaction to preserve myself acted faster than my mind did. The sense of danger caused chills to go down my back as I immediately took the most effective action.
At the moment of Sophocles’ self-destruction, I only had the time to throw away my tower shield, turn around, and drag Harloys into my personal Hell world before I saw everything outside my Hell world become completely white.
This was no simple divine power anymore. The combination of light and darkness had created the most powerful divine explosion in all of history.
Unlike before whenever I escaped into my personal Hell world, I was far too close to the source of the overwhelmingly powerful explosion. Despite being in my personal Hell world, the shock waves from outside began to tear through the dimensional barriers.
My dark personal Hell world began to lose its color. Its connection to Hell was shattered by powerful divine energy. My entire world kept shaking as it began to fall apart and pieces started returning to the void.
“Yongye City!”
I acted faster than my mind could keep up. My personal floating castle immediately teleported myself and Harloys into it. All magic power that Yongye City possessed was used for maintaining the mage towers’ shields. Despite this, the divine power that penetrated through continued to rampage through my pitiful amount of personal territory.
Divine tornadoes and dimensional cracks cut through my world. Yongye City’s magic shields started whining scarily like balloons pushed to the very limit before explosion. My entire floating castle shook furiously in the winds, just like an ark being battered during an Armageddon of despair.
The only good part was that I truly hadn’t tried to save money at all back when I constructed Yongye City. Everything was made from the best possible materials. No matter how powerful the winds from outside, the strong magic shields still persisted. However, we were then directly tossed back into the mortal plane when everything ended, just as if we were fish who were beached at the end of a hurricane.
We saw a completely different and unidentifiable world once everything barely managed to calm down.
The world now seemed indescribably abnormal. The death of multiple Main Gods here had immensely disrupted the dimensional laws here. Countless dimensional cracks had appeared. The original blue sky and white clouds had completely vanished. The sky now consisted in a chaotic universe filled with stars.
Sophocles had killed many Main Gods with his self-destruction.
But currently, my attention was drawn to a certain person who had just arrived on the battlefield. If my guess was correct, he was the true mastermind behind this battle and the one behind Sophocles’ strange actions.
“Karwenz! Just what have you done!?”
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