Chapter 1479: Chapter 1047, I Heard You Were Looking for
Stepping out of the curtain of light, they had already entered the Divine Territory of the God of Light.
A faint lody of chanting echoed in the skies, while light energy saturated the surrounding space.
The atmosphere was well-crafted.
But at the edges, it seed as though a violent storm had swept through—a complete ss.
The entire Divine Territory was eerily empty, devoid of a single figure.
As the group observed the Divine Territory, a middle-aged man in a pristine, lavish robe stepped out from the palace ahead.
“Who dares to trespass into the Divine Territory…?”
But the mont he saw clearly who was standing opposite him, his steps froze abruptly mid-forward, and he instinctively took two steps back.
His eyes were filled with disbelief.
What’s going on?
What was that overwhelming divine radiance about? Why had so many gods appeared in his domain?
Moreover, how could they have the audacity to gather here together? Weren’t they afraid of their Divinities being coveted by one another?
“You’re Fang Hao, and the Dragon Clan’s leader—you….”
He quickly recognized their identities.
After all, Fang Hao’s appearance and the Dragon Queen’s form were quite distinctive.
Seeing the two at the forefront, he instantly understood the origins of these interlopers.
Not to ntion how Fang Hao eluded capture previously.
Even if he’d been found back then, their level of numbers wouldn’t have given them any advantage.
Fang Hao was also studying the God of Light. His appearance seed far younger than the statues in the temple.
[God of Light – Vaolette (Mid-level God)]
Mid-level God?
Not an upper-level God.
Though not surprising, as the God of Light is among humanity’s principal deities,
His faith’s reach isn’t as commanding as that of the God of War or the Elf God.
Take Silver Wing City, for example—many of the residents harbor fear and resentnt toward the Temple of Brightness.
The priests and knights of the temple, always stirring trouble, often draw curses behind closed doors.
There are believers, of course, but many do not worship the God of Light.
Turning his gaze back, Fang Hao skipped any unnecessary chatter, and directly ordered, “Vaolette, kneel.”
The God of Light froze in shock.
The next mont, under their incredulous stares, there was a loud “thud” as he knelt directly on the ground.
In the span of a breath, four black-armored warriors had surrounded him.
Four heavy war hamrs pressed down on him.
Fang Hao leisurely walked forward.
With a slight gesture, the God of Light’s mories began to play out.
From his mories, the group saw the confrontation with the Hundred-ard Giant.
Though the Dragon Queen and the others knew of the Hundred-ard Giant’s existence, this was their first ti truly witnessing it through the recollections.
One creature chasing down four gods single-handedly.
The visual impact was undeniably astonishing.
Moreover, the mories revealed that three of them had fled, while the owner of the Divinity was none other than the God of Justice.
After finishing viewing the mories, Fang Hao continued, “God of Light, are you willing to surrender now? This is your final chance.”
“Fang Hao, do you truly intend to shatter the balance among gods? Do you realize how many people will die because of this? Can a transmigrator like you bear the consequences?”
Three sharp questions in a single breath, his tone imposing, as if Fang Hao were the one kneeling.
“You all invaded my territory, and now you claim I’m disrupting the balance.” Fang Hao glared at him and said, “Why so much talk? Do you surrender or not?”
The God of Light looked up at him, his face sneering coldly. “You’ll regret this.”
So defiant?
This genuinely caught Fang Hao off guard.
Apparently, he wasn’t afraid of death at all.
A little goddess by his side whispered softly, “The God of Light’s Divine Power specializes in healing and resurrection.”
Oh!
Fang Hao suddenly rembered.
This guy was the God of Light.
Back then, when Li Rong killed Xu Haide, the Light Archbishop used holy light to resurrect him.
This God of Light evidently had so tricks up his sleeve.
He wasn’t afraid of death.
“So, you think I can’t kill you?” Fang Hao stared him down.
“Think about the consequences of what you’re doing. Release , and we can sit down and discuss. There’s still a chance for a peaceful resolution,” the God of Light held firm.
Fang Hao had no interest in wasting words with him. He directly declared, “Dragon Queen, kill…”
Swish!
Before he could finish the last two words.
The war axe had already cleaved through his neck.
As his body collapsed to the ground, a Divine core appeared—a Level 6 Divinity, now resting on the ground.
Seeing the severed head and the Divine core beneath the corpse,
The small Goddess of Harvest’s face turned stark white.
It wasn’t fear of death or the sight of corpses, but shock at how easily Fang Hao and his group had slain a mid-level God.
As if executing a mortal prisoner.
Moreover, the God of Light didn’t resurrect, and even his Divinity had materialized.
Fang Hao collected the Divinity and the other dropped items into his storage space, then accessed the Knowledge God to jot down the title “God of Mages.”
…
Elental Divine Territory.
[God of Mages – Azus (Upper-level God)]
The group surrounded the God of Mages, Fang Hao watching him impassively.
The entire sche against him had been orchestrated by the God of Mages, clearly indicating his special status among the gods.
Moreover, his strength had reached the realm of upper-level gods.
“Azus, this is your final chance. Surrender,” Fang Hao said decisively.
The God of Mages looked warily at the sudden assembly of gods.
He opened his mouth to speak, “You killed the God of War and the Elf God, didn’t you? You think I’ll believe you?”
“This is your only option. Otherwise, your end won’t be a pleasant one.” Fang Hao’s cold gaze bore down on him.
The rest tightened their grips on their weapons, preparing for battle.
An experienced upper-level god warranted extra caution.
The God of Mages swept his eyes over the Goddess of Harvest and others. “They surrendered too?”
“No, they’re partners in the Alliance, unlike you.”
“Hmph! Then there’s nothing more to talk about.”
His words barely finished, the God of Mages swiftly retreated, flipping his hand to reveal a Realm Stone.
“Azus, release your right hand.”
The retreating God of Mages involuntarily loosened his grip.
The Realm Stone nearly fell but was snatched back mid-air.
Whoosh, whoosh~!
Golden rays shot out rapidly, striking his body.
His form turned to foam-like remnants, reappearing a hundred ters away.
The Realm Stone was firmly grasped in his hand again.
Facing the encirclent of so many gods, his intentions were clear.
Escape first, counterattack later.
Clank!!
Just as his body was about to be teleported away by the Realm Stone, a chain suddenly wrapped around him, severing the Realm Stone’s activation.
Simultaneously, the Dragon Queen closed in, war axe in hand.
Roll, roll!
A second head fell.
The God of Mages’ body shattered, producing a Level 7 Divine core.
Fang Hao gestured, his threads gathering the Level 7 Divinity and the equipnt.
All items were secured into his storage space.
“Let’s go, on to the next one.”
…
Forge Divine Territory.
The Divine Territory of Furnace Fire and Forging spread across a range of volcanoes.
Like enormous chimneys, they relentlessly belched thick black smoke.
Unlike the previous gods, the God of Furnace Fire appeared visibly more battered, his armor bearing obvious holes.
This seed to be the aftermath of his battles with the Hundred-ard Giant.
“What do you want?” The God of Furnace Fire growled angrily, his glaring eyes burning with rage.
Fang Hao introduced himself, saying, “I am Fang Hao, the transmigrator god you’ve been searching for.”
“It’s you?”
“Now you have two choices: Submit to , and you’ll remain the god of the Dwarves, or resist and be killed by us,” Fang Hao repeated his standard ultimatum.
The face of Furnace Fire darkened. He hadn’t expected them to co directly to him.
Moreover, his battle wounds from the Hundred-ard Giant had left him in no condition to contend against so many gods.
“What about the others?”
“Who are you talking about—the God of Mages and the rest? They’re already dead. They thought they could escape, but the reality proved their choice was wrong.” Fang Hao answered flatly.
The Dwarf’s eyes twitched.
All dead.
Great, they’d planned to capture him, yet the tables had turned.
Taking a deep breath, he lowered his war hamr, stating, “Why should I believe you?”
“You can only gamble—gamble that I’ll keep my promises.”
*Docunt gets cut beyond the instruction limit*.
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