Chapter 1410: Chapter 980, The Responsibility of Race Continuation
The intense Dragon Breath, pouring down like a torrential waterfall, instantly engulfed the body of the God of Toxic.
Painful and heart-wrenching screams rose from the flas.
With a bang, the body of the God of Toxic dispersed once again, drifting into a dense fog and beginning to flee along the ground.
Countless silver arrows closely followed, shadowing its every move.
“Musugna, you cannot maintain your form as fog,” Fang Hao’s voice resounded once again.
The fleeing toxic mist abruptly coalesced into the figure of a black-robed individual.
The black-robed God of Toxic glanced at the arrows behind him.
With a flip of his hand, he threw a puppet, like an erected scarecrow, which landed on the ground with a thud, embedding itself.
The pursuing arrows hesitated for a mont then imdiately changed direction, piercing through the puppet.
anwhile, the black-armored four sisters switched places with fire lances and appeared in front of the God of Toxic, blocking his path. They swung their war hamrs, striking towards their target.
The God of Toxic’s figure spread out in an instant, splitting into five.
He turned into five slightly smaller black-robed figures, four of whom plunged their arms into the ground.
Underneath the four sisters’ feet, countless poisonous snakes erged from the ground like a field of rice, enveloping the four of them in squirming snakes whose sharp fangs simultaneously bit at the entangled enemy.
Creak-crack, creak-crack!
The sound of armor being pierced rang out.
Hurrah!
At that mont, an explosive fla detonated from behind.
The four black-robed doppelgangers were instantly enveloped by the fire, burning to ashes in the blink of an eye.
The remaining figure in a black robe once again fled into the distance.
The four sisters broke free from their restraints and again blocked the God of Toxic’s path, shooting out cubes of fire magic.
The Dragon Queen took up position from behind, her chain hamr swirling.
Seeing no escape, the God of Toxic raised both hands high, the poison gas rolling like waves, sweeping over everything in its path.
…
Elsewhere.
The bodies of the fallen swamp soldiers swelled up rapidly, like inflating balloons.
The next second, the corpses burst, releasing swarms of poisonous insects along with bones and flesh fragnts, filling the entire area.
The ear-splitting buzz charged towards the area where Fang Hao was.
Fang Hao squinted his eyes and casually released ‘Mist Wrap’, instantly enveloping the surrounding area.
Within the fog, flashes of Thunderbolt struck the airborne poisonous insects.
Boom!
The collision of lightning and insects was like hitting a bomb, detonating imdiately.
Fang Hao was startled as a thread suddenly tethered him, retracting his figure swiftly into the distance.
Boom-boom-boom!
The explosion of the insects set off a chain reaction, countless poisonous insects blowing up like waves.
The whole sky was illuminated by the fiery glow.
Fang Hao quickly vacated the area, leaving behind a sky of exploding heatwaves.
Despite the fearso commotion, the damage to him was minimal.
Retreating swiftly.
His gaze shifted towards the distant God of Toxic, his bone bow drawn once again, sending an unending volley of arrows.
Each gleaming arrow whistled through the air, swiftly snatching distance.
The black-armored four sisters also rushed towards the God of Toxic again, intercepting his path, their war hamrs constantly smashing and reassembling his figure.
After a period of combat.
The techniques of the God of Toxic beca increasingly futile.
The only reason he was able to hold on until now was not because he truly had the upper hand in terms of strength.
Rather, it was due to his strangely distorted techniques.
Initially unfamiliar with his moves, everyone gradually recognized the features of his tactics after several rounds of battle.
The Dragon Queen’s leg whip scattered the figure in the black robe, and when it reassembled, her chain hamr shot out instantaneously.
With a bang, it struck the chest of the black robe.
The body of the God of Toxic beca more corporeal, and beneath the roiling smoky hood, one could even see a face resembling a lizard or a frog.
The special effect of Tyranny took effect.
A hit on the target would strip a characteristic from the opponent’s body.
It seems that the ability to turn into fog was torn out of his body.
The Dragon Queen continued to closely follow, her chain hamr whirling and striking relentlessly, sending the body of the God of Toxic flying again and again.
Blood and flesh were on the verge of collapse.
The God of Toxic was now thoroughly panicked, shouting loudly: “Tiralte, with such mighty power, why do you submit to a transmigrator? Your strength has definitely reached that of a higher deity. The Orc Clan can be yours, I will submit to you, how about that?”
His words carried a plea for rcy, as well as a provocative thought.
Framing their relationship with Fang Hao as submission, not cooperation.
As the Dragon Queen’s steps hesitated slightly, a glimr of joy suddenly surfaced in the heart of the God of Toxic.
It seed that his provocation had an effect.
Damaging their relationship would greatly help him survive.
However, just as he was contemplating his next words,
The killing intent in the eyes of the Dragon Queen deepened.
In the next second, her figure burst forward once more, the chain hamr smashing directly towards the head.
Just as the God of Toxic thought to dodge, the voice from afar fit perfectly once again, “Musugna, you cannot move your body.”
Bang!!
A heavy boom sounded.
The skull of the God of Toxic was shattered by the hamr, then the accompanying ‘fire branding’ effect instantly burst his head.
A massive fireball engulfed hundreds of ters of the area.
Scorching flas shot up into the sky.
And within the flas, the figure in the black robe was burned to a crisp.
Dead?
The four sisters quickly converged, standing beside the Dragon Queen, staring at the burning figure within the flas.
At this mont, Fang Hao also approached from a distance.
His gaze fixed on the corpse.
Indeed, there was no longer a property prompt; he should be truly dead.
But Fang Hao always felt that sothing was wrong, yet he couldn’t pinpoint the problem.
At that mont, the charred corpse exploded into a pile of scattered black ash.
“Without Divinity, he is not yet dead,” the Dragon Queen said.
Fang Hao quickly realized, and said in a low voice, “Musugna, move your body towards .”
Several people imdiately surveyed their surroundings.
The next second, the earth beneath them began to bulge, but the mound quickly collapsed.
“Underground!”
The Dragon Queen nodded, saying, “You all retreat.”
Fang Hao and the four black-armored sisters imdiately stepped back, moving away from this spot.
anwhile, the Dragon Queen’s figure floated into the sky, and a golden sun rose above her head.
Whirr~Whoosh!
After the dazzling golden light subsided.
The ground had turned into a lake of molten lava, the churning and rolling magma covering most of the Divine Territory.
The heatwave was so intense that it evaporated the surrounding swamps completely.
And at the center of the magma.
A tiny worm-like creature struggled in the rolling lava, letting out piercing screams, “Fang Hao, spare this once, I am willing to submit to you like them, provide you with other information, and obtain the Divinity of others.”
“Tiralte, don’t kill , I’ve blessed the Green Dragon, you can’t kill ,” the creature pleaded continuously.
The God of Toxic cried out for rcy.
But the Dragon Queen and Fang Hao remained indifferent, silently watching him struggle bit by bit in the pool of magma until he was burned to death.
When his body had completely vanished, a dark green orb erged in the lava.
[Divinity (Level 5)]
A level 5 Divinity; the God of Toxic’s Divinity was actually pretty high-ranking.
They used a thread to fish out the Divinity.
Then they said to those behind them, “Let’s go, we should return. We’ll leave others to clean up here.”
“Alright!”
Everyone imdiately responded and turned to head outside.
…
Inside the Troop Hiding Cave, silence prevailed.
Through the light screen, everyone had witnessed the recent battle.
A cataclysmic war.
Every attack was capable of overthrowing a city, especially the Dragon Queen’s final strike.
It was no longer about lting buildings or causing the land to crack and dry up.
But burning the earth into magma.
Enveloping a vast expanse of the Divine Territory.
It was sowhat excessively terrifying and exaggerated.
With the Dragon Queen’s display of skills, the abilities of the others no longer seed as astonishing.
Fang Hao and his group returned, and Anjia imdiately went up to them, asking, “Is he dead?”
“Dead.”
“What the hell was that thing?” Anjia inquired further.
Fang Hao thought for a mont, then replied, “It seems like so kind of insect, I’m not sure.”
“Was it a caterpillar?”
“All you know is caterpillars. Take so people and clean up the battlefield. The Temple there is intact, check if there’s anything valuable inside,” Fang Hao directed.
“Ah, right!” Anjia nodded, her excitent surged at the ntion of searching for treasures.
Fang Hao thought for a second and then imdiately stopped her, saying, “Don’t go, there are poisonous gases inside. Furious Lion, you lead the way in, and find all the chests and dropped weapons.”
Before the Furious Lion could respond, Anjia reluctantly shouted, “Wait, I’m not afraid of poison.”
Fang Hao glanced at her annoyed.
Is that an ordinary poison? Even Alurag and her companions can’t bear it; how can you, a purple hero, withstand it?
He reconsidered and said, “What’s so fun about searching for treasures? Take these two captives with you, we’re going to interrogate the prisoners.”
As soon as she heard they were finally going to interrogate prisoners, Anjia waved her hand and said, “Furious Lion, you go search thoroughly.”
Then she asked Fang Hao, “Where will we interrogate?”
“Take them to the Lord’s Hall.”
“Okay.” Anjia walked over and said to the two, “Get up, follow .”
Through the light screen, the two also saw the recent battle.
The God of War, the God of Toxic, both died at their hands; there was no need for them to resist any longer.
Whether they lived or died would still depend on the decision of these people.
They followed her out and arrived at the majestic Lord’s Hall.
Two Orc prisoners stood in the middle, heads bowed in silence.
Fang Hao directly asked, “You’re the Priest of the God of War?”
The Orc Priest just nodded, offering no verbal response.
“I thought devout believers would follow their worshiped father gods,” Fang Hao said.
If he were dead, he wouldn’t want his believers to do anything reckless.
But for the believers.
The destruction and disappearance of the worshipped deity led many to follow suit in death.
Especially those devout beings who had reached the level of divine followers.
“I have other tasks. Once completed, I will follow in the footsteps of the father god,” the Priest said.
“What task? It shouldn’t be a secret, right?”
The Orc Priest hesitated for a mont, then said, “To find a new deity for the Orc Clan, to continue under their protection.”
Although factions and ideologies differ,
every race indeed has its own faith.
To ensure the continuation of the race, it’s not surprising.
Fang Hao nodded, his respect for the Priest increasing.
It reminded him of the Pig-headed human Bolton he encountered when he first arrived,
who was willing to sacrifice himself for his Tribe.
Turning to the Orc chieftain, he inquired, “Boyle, what about you? Do you have unfinished tasks as well?”
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