【 WHAT DO YOU AN BY IRON HEADED FOOL? 】
A vast draconic aura surged across the battlefield, and Reinhardt’s deep gray vertical pupils suddenly sharpened.
The next mont, his form shifted as he transford into a massive silver dragon over two hundred ters long!
He silently stared at Uller, as if waiting for an explanation.
anwhile, his divine presence locked firmly onto both fallen angel Luria and the Queen of Pain, Alyssa.
The sudden appearance of the silver dragon on the battlefield left Uller visibly stunned.
Luria and Alyssa expressions also shifted slightly.
“Platinum Dragon King… Reinhardt?!”
Dragons were all enormous by nature.
But for one to exceed two hundred ters in length—only a Dragon God could achieve that.
And among silver dragons, there was only one who had reached that level:
Platinum Dragon King, Reinhardt.
In an instant, both Luria and Alyssa grew visibly tense, as if facing a mortal enemy.
As evil gods, they had naturally heard Reinhardt’s na.
This Platinum Dragon King was a staunch champion of justice, an ancient god with a deep-seated hatred for evil deities and the Abyss. Thus, any evil being he set his sights upon would be relentlessly hunted down until they were annihilated.
In fact, ever since Reinhardt ascended as a mythical dragon tens of thousands of years ago, over fifty evil gods had fallen by his hand. He was a true bane of the Abyss, a certified slayer of evil gods.
Among evil deities, he was recognized as one of their greatest threats.
Of course, that didn’t an the evil gods hadn’t tried to join forces against him.
But Reinhardt was simply too powerful.
As a Dragon God, he already ranked among the strongest of his kind, and he was a seasoned interdiate deity. In his presence, anything short of a Greater God was re fodder.
In contrast, among the evil gods, even interdiate-rank powerhouses were rare. The few greater evil gods who existed feared the favor Reinhardt enjoyed from the Ancestral Dragon and dared not act rashly.
So even when so evil gods did band together, the most they’d ever managed was to grievously wound him during an ambush but ultimately, he still managed to escape.
After that incident, Reinhardt beca far more cautious in battle, never again falling into such traps.
For millennia, he road the realm of Seigües and various other realms, purging evil wherever he went. As such, most evil gods hated him with a passion, yet they could do nothing about him.
As tales of Reinhardt flooded their minds, Luria and Alyssa grew increasingly wary.
Uller’s expression, on the other hand, beca even more grim.
Conspiring with evil gods to attack a lawful deity—this was a serious offense.
Since the establishnt of the Pantheon, the gods had forged a covenant for which essentially a set of divine-level rules.
And within this covenant it clearly stated that, evil gods are the enemies of all lawful gods.
Thus, it was the Pantheon’s sacred duty to eradicate evil gods and purify the Abyss.
Any god who violated this covenant would face severe punishnt from the Pantheon.
Granted, rules were made by the gods and ant to bind the gods—but not all deities were equal in power. The most powerful mythical beings often disregarded such agreents altogether.
But Uller wasn’t one of them.
He was rely a lesser deity and a subordinate one at that.
His actions didn’t just reflect on himself, but also on the entire God of War Faction for which he belong.
That made his situation all the more delicate.
Of course, the fact that his Lord, the God of War and Destruction, had lent one of the World Tree’s three divine artifacts—the Crown of Nature—to Hodür, the Lord of Darkness and Shadow, implied so level of tacit approval regarding Hodür’s collusion with evil gods.
But secret dealings were one thing…
Getting caught red-handed was entirely different matter altogether.
And now Reinhardt had shown up, directly exposing Uller and the others publicly.
That changed everything.
Uller could already imagine the storm that would follow if Reinhardt chose to publicize what he’d seen. At that point,
he’d likely be left to take the fall alone, all by himself.
Damn it… Why is Reinhardt here?!
And since when did the Goddess of Life start working with him?!
Uller felt both cornered and humiliated. Even his expression twisted slightly.
At this mont, he truly felt stuck between a rock and a hard place.
And only now did he finally understand why Hodür had refused to send any of his true divine servants to participate directly and why he had only offered covert support from the shadows.
“That damn, cunning old fox…”
Uller cursed silently.
But despite his fury, Uller forced himself to calm down.
His eyes flickered as he internally made a decision.
He subtly glanced at Luria and Alyssa, then quietly stepped a few paces away. His voice was deep and steady as he spoke:
“Lord Reinhardt, I…”
He didn’t get to finish as fallen angel Luria quickly cut him off mid-sentence:
“Lord Uller! That’s only an incarnation! We’ve already sealed this area’s laws and locked down any manifestation of divine domain. If we take him down here and seal him, preventing his return to his main body then no one will ever know your secret!”
Luria’s voice bood across the entire battlefield.
Uller: “…”
That damned bastard!
At that mont, he genuinely wanted to kill this fallen angel.
Reinhardt’s aura was certainly powerful, but if one looked closely, it was clear his form flickered slightly with an illusory glow—even Uller could see that this was just an incarnation.
But even so, it was an incarnation of a peak interdiate ancient god, one renowned for his raw power and combat prowess.
Hence, to face such a being without absolute certainty?
Even the slightest chance of his escape would spell disaster.
Luria’s words had just thrown him into the fire!
“Hm? Lord Uller, are you truly going to fight against ?”
The massive silver dragon turned his head at Luria’s comnt, his silver-gray pupils unexpectedly settling on Uller.
Uller: “…”
His expression grew even uglier.
After a mont of silence, he prepared to explain himself. However, before he could speak, he received a joint divine transmission from the two evil gods:
“Lord Uller, we have prepared a true artifact. Once activated, we have a one hundred percent chance of trapping Reinhardt here. However… activating it will take ti, and we’ll need you to stall him.”
“Lord Uller, if we succeed in trapping Reinhardt’s incarnation, we can abandon our claim on the Life Goddess Eve’s divine power and devour Reinhardt’s instead. You… can take everything that belongs to the Goddess of Life.”
Huh?
Uller was instantly tempted.
Luria and Alyssa were ancient beings, much older than him. So it made sense they’d have trump cards stashed away; otherwise, they wouldn’t have survived this long.
After a brief exchange, Uller’s expression shifted several tis before settling into calm determination.
He paused, then suddenly looked up and sneered at Reinhardt.
“Lord Reinhardt, to be honest… I’ve always wondered if the so-called ‘Nesis of Evil,’ the Platinum Dragon King, is truly as powerful as the legends claid to be…”
As he spoke, divine power surged around him, and the pressure he exuded intensified.
At the sa ti, the two evil gods beside him sneered as well. Their divine power burst forth, and their auras skyrocketed.
With three mythical beings simultaneously boosting their power, the skies above the battlefield churned with chaotic energy.
Even the six elental forces in the air began to go haywire.
Seeing this, the silver dragon narrowed his eyes slightly. A dangerous edge crept into his presence.
“Oh? So that’s your choice?”
“Hmph.”
Uller snorted coldly and said nothing more.
The divine power radiating from him was answer enough.
However, just as his power reached its peak, the two evil gods beside him suddenly exploded with divine energy of their own.
In Eve’s baffled gaze, Reinhardt’s surprised expression, and Uller’s utterly dumbfounded stare, both fallen angel Luria and Queen of Pain Alyssa ripped open a spatial crack in the sealed battlefield using their divine authority and without hesitation, swiftly turned and fled.
In an instant, the two evil gods who had descended in their true forms vanished without a trace.
Leaving behind only Uller, aglow with divine radiance, standing alone in the wind… thoroughly disoriented.
Uller: “…”
“You see, Lord Uller,” Reinhardt laughed heartily, “evil gods like them… never keep their word.”
With a thunderous laugh, Platinum Dragon King threw his head back in a mighty roar, then transford into a beam of divine light and soared after the fleeing evil gods.
In the blink of an eye, the battlefield was left with only Uller, his totem guardians, Evé, and the demon wolf Fenrir.
Evé glanced toward the direction Reinhardt had chased off, then turned to look at Uller’s still sowhat dazed expression and chuckled lightly:
“Huh… those two sure ran fast. I still rember back during the war in the underground, those two also retreated just as decisively. No wonder they’ve managed to survive this long. These ancient evil gods really do live up to their na.”
Uller: “…”
To him, Eve’s words felt like a slap across the face.
And it hurt.
It hurt a lot.
“Hmph!”
He snorted coldly and glared daggers at Evé.
Looking at this deity worshipped by the orcs, Evé gave a disdainful snort, but at the sa ti, she also let out a deep sigh…
The players were right.
He really is a certified iron-headed fool…
To think that a guy like this had almost driven the elves to extinction…
Whilst shaking her head slightly, Eve’s expression sharpened.
She slowly then began to ascend:
“Now, we can have a proper fight.”
As she spoke, divine power surged from her, locking onto Uller’s incarnation.
Even though her strength was being suppressed by so unknown force, the divine pressure she emanated still easily overwheld Uller’s.
As a being approaching the peak of Lesser Divine Power, the gap between her and Uller had already beco vast.
Feeling Eve’s powerful aura, Uller’s expression shifted slightly.
He let out another cold snort. Divine power surged from him, and a brilliant light flashed in his hand, revealing a massive, ice-blue battle axe.
“Don’t think this is over. One’s divine power… isn’t the sa as true strength!”
With a roar, he swung the axe toward Eve.
At the sa ti, Uller’s totem guardians also sprang into action, engaging Fenrir the Demon Wolf.
Thunderous explosions and ethereal divine chants mingled with howling wolves and furious roars, echoing across the battlefield.
As these mythical beings clashed, the skies above the battlefield grew even more chaotic and surreal.
For a mont, countless tiny green lights poured down like raindrops in the vicinity, before transforming into blooming flowers and winding vines. The next instant, snowflakes also drifted down gently from the sky, as the temperature plumted.
Silver, gold, and deep blue divine power swirled together, dyeing the heavens into a shifting oil painting. Even space itself seed unable to bear the layered might, splitting apart with crackling rifts that snaked across the void like bolts of lightning.
An overwhelming pressure descended upon the battlefield.
Even though Evé had deliberately raised the altitude of their clash, the sheer force of the aftershocks still pressed both the orcs and the players alike flat against the ground, rendering them completely immobile.
The forr wore expressions of terror while the latter by contrast, looked exhilarated.
So clasped their hands and prayed toward the heavens. Others t each other’s eyes, gesturing animatedly with uncontainable excitent.
And above it all, the battle in the sky had beco the sole focus of everyone present.
Evé held the Scepter of Life, her gaze fixed solemnly on the charging Uller.
She was using her incarnation, and so was he.
This was her first true battle against another mythical being on equal footing.
Although her incarnation’s strength clearly surpassed Uller’s, as a goddess who had ascended relatively recently, Evé lacked extensive combat experience among true deities.
Most of her victories had been won through clever planning or overwhelming force.
A battle like this was a first.
With a furious roar, Uller swung his axe down toward Evé.
The weapon gathered a silver tide of divine power, surging forward like a tsunami. The sheer intensity of the attack distorted the surrounding space.
Eve’s expression grew grim.
Raising the Scepter of Life high, divine energy surged around her. A brilliant erald light burst forth, forming a wall of thick vines in front of her that blocked the oncoming wave of power.
In the next mont, those vines transford into golden cords that shot toward Uller.
Seeing his attack repelled, Uller’s expression hardened. But he quickly roared again and conjured a magnificent curved bow in his hands.
Drawing it taut, he let fly an arrow gleaming with silver light.
The arrow split into countless phantom images mid-flight, colliding with the golden cords launched by Evé.
A thunderous explosion echoed out as divine power detonated, space warped, and waves of translucent shock ripples spread outward. The sky lit up with a radiant burst, engulfing everything in brilliant lightshow.
Monts later, the light gradually faded, and the battlefield slowly returned to clarity.
However, the void above remained scarred with space fissures, slowly closing but giving rise to a raging spatial storm. The fallout reached the ground, whipping up another terrifying sandstorm that hurled a few unfortunate orcs and players into the air… only for them to crash back down with pitiful screams, splattered across the earth like broken pixels.
When mythical beings clashed, it was as if the end of days had co.
But after exchanging several rounds with Uller, Evé gradually began to lose interest. She realized that battles between gods weren’t as technical as she’d imagined it to be.
At their core, they were simply contests of divine power.
While certain techniques could improve power efficiency, when one side’s divine energy was vastly superior, no amount of technique could compensate.
And in this battle of divine might…
Uller’s incarnation was just too weak.
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