He knew that destroying a Divine would no doubt violate the order constructed by Shan’en.
But the mountain and craftsman God had no other choice.
He could not destroy the war, or his only son was destined to die in it.
"Let fall as Slaier did..."
Hiris murmured to himself,
"Before that,
I must destroy the war."
Because the war was going to kill his son.
Hiris, at this mont, was not any mountain and craftsman deity, but the father of Shanon.
The Divine Hamr in his hand once again grew larger.
He stared directly at the God of War, knowing he could not delay any longer.
The heroism of the warriors on the battlefield gradually turned into the God of War’s armor, boots, shield, and weapons.
The War God grew stronger and stronger, just like the ceaseless wars on earth.
In his hands, a giant sword gradually materialized, its body crimson with the blood spilled by heroes on the battlefield.
Hiris pushed off forcefully with his feet, charging toward the War God in midair.
The War God raised the giant sword high and with a mighty roar brought it down like a towering mountain falling from the sky.
Hiris’s eyes were full of bloodshot veins as he gripped the Divine Hamr, muscles tensed, and collided with the giant sword.
Boom!
The surface shook and darkened, as the Divine Hamr and the giant sword collided, both with overwhelming power trying to devour the other, and the aftershocks tore cracks across the entire surface of the Star.
In the earth-shaking explosion, the ground quivered, and the Star itself swayed.
The massive sword gusts swept across the land.
Hiris’s Divine Hamr now bore cracks.
That imnse sword contained the power of a Fifth Rank Divine, the accumulation of countless wars since the birth of the world.
The earth roared and bellowed as this shocking war between the Divines caused the whole Star to tremble.
Hiris spat out fresh blood.
The War God’s sword had repelled his Divine Hamr.
His war armor, too, was faltering from the sword winds.
The power gap between a Fifth Rank and a Fourth Rank Divine ultimately signified an insurmountable chasm.
It was... like heaven and earth.
Even though Hiris had forged Divine weapons for himself, even though the War God had been newly reborn, He still could not destroy Him.
At the mont, He was barely a match for Him.
The War God, hovering mid-air, pointed to the war on the ground and laughed wildly at Hiris:
"Who would have thought that I, having just awakened, would encounter such a grand war."
Hiris straightened up, looking in the direction the War God was pointing.
In an instant, a wave of fear surged through Hiris’s mind.
In the city-states upon the earth, for the sake of a heavenly gemstone, heroes slaughtered each other without glory or splendor, driven only by desire and filth.
This was war in its most primal form.
And his son Shanon was deep in this filthy war.
Hiris clenched the Divine Hamr in his hand, gazing at the ever-stronger War God.
"Dead heroes, frantic mortals... what a grand sacrifice."
The War God called out loudly, exulting in the war.
Hiris could not just stand by. A streak of light rose from the ground, and He lifted the Divine Hamr once again.
The blood-streaked War God’s sword once again blocked the Divine Hamr.
Shockwaves exploded forth, and divine blood spilled from the corner of the War God’s mouth.
And Hiris was sent reeling, spitting fresh blood.
The gap between their Divine Powers grew wider and wider.
It wouldn’t be long before...
The power of the Fifth Rank Divine would be completely mastered by the War God, and Hiris, a Fourth Rank Divine, would be utterly outmatched.
"Let your son accept death, let him die gloriously in battle! He is destined to perish in war!"
The War God faced Hiris with a mocking laugh, thrilled by the war below.
The crimson deity grew stronger with each battle.
Seeing Him, Hiris gradually felt despair.
A Fifth Rank Divine, a Fourth Rank Divine ultimately unreachable.
"Hiris, you cannot stop any of this!"
The God of War bellowed.
His voice was like a furious wind, making Hiris falter.
The mountain and craftsman God at this mont kept spewing Divine Blood.
Hiris’s gaze was filled with reluctance.
In this great war, his own body was gradually weakening.
Hiris looked toward the ground, where his son Shanon was fiercely fighting in the dark, not vying for the gemstone with others, seeking only to carve a path of survival through this chaotic battle.
But the swordsn attacking Shanon were multiplying, and cold arrows followed one after another from the darkness.
Shanon’s end drew ever closer, desperation flickering in the eyes of n and horses.
And he, as a father, was powerless to destroy the war for him...
He gradually lost all his strength... and could only watch helplessly as Shanon faced death.
Despair spread like a dark cloud over his spirit...
Subconsciously, Hiris asked, trembling,
"My father...
What... should I do?
How can I save my child?"
Hiris didn’t know what to do...
Father, if it were you,
how would you save your own child?
Facing the death of his child, he felt fear, he felt panic.
What should he do?
Agony, confusion, despair... These emotions churned within Hiris, leaving him powerless and at a loss.
Hiris’s gaze drifted away from the battlefield and fixed upon a distant mountain.
Light shimred atop it.
The mountain, far from the battlefield, stood alone in this world, its peak radiating brilliance.
Hiris was srized,
and mories, following the light, suddenly flooded his mind.
He rembered,
Noen once said,
"God loves us, and is willing to sacrifice for us."
The mountain and the Craftsman God’s Divine Hamr trembled involuntarily.
Hiris rembered,
The Father of the Gods, willing to sacrifice for His children.
While Hiris and the War God clashed, Hiris was on the brink of despair,
yet within his body, seemingly spent of life, he found unexpected strength at the ntion of those words.
Hiris gripped the Divine Hamr tightly, his eyes on Shanon who was in grave danger.
His grip on the Divine Hamr steadied; no longer did it tremble.
He loved his own child...
He was willing to make the ultimate sacrifice for him!
Hiris slowly turned around, facing the God of War.
No longer trembling, he clutched the handle of the War Hamr with fierce determination.
"I think I understand my father’s thoughts," Hiris murmured.
Without hesitation, the mountain and the Craftsman God raised the Divine Hamr, and stars in the night sky heeded His command.
The War God spun around, suddenly realizing that the newly awakened Divine Being, Hiris, was about to unleash a devastating blow with all his might.
He hurriedly raised his massive sword to catch the terrifying strike.
Hiris burst forth from the ground; as the War God brought his sword down, the mighty gust from the blade tried to stop the Divine being in his tracks.
However, this ti, Hiris did not counter with the Divine Hamr. He stepped onto the howling wind, leaping higher and higher, beyond the reach of the War God’s sight.
Then, a massive shadow descended.
Fear spread once again in the eyes of the War God, wide-open.
He saw the Star of the mountain and Craftsman, carrying the power to destroy all, plumting down at a terrifying speed.
Hiris wielding the Divine Hamr, struck his own Star, again and again.
Under the colossal force of the Divine Hamr,
The Star was determined to extinguish the God of War once and for all!
The stars were about to collide.
Everything would co to an end, and Hiris would eradicate war.
Just then...
"Hiris!"
In the boundless expanse of the stars, a majestic voice exploded like thunderous roar.
Countless massive Lightning bolts descended upon the crimson War Star.
Divine King Shan En faced the plumting star.
Lightning burst forth, Shan En’s body swiftly grew massive, with veins bulging all over him.
He transford into a giant encircled by lightning, his arms erupting with unparalleled strength, and his vast palms collided with the falling star.
The earth cracked open into an Abyss.
The unimaginably heavy Star was forcefully held aloft by Divine King Shan En!
From Shan En’s body, trickles of Divine Blood oozed out.
The blood droplets fell and instantly turned into lightning and vanished.
"Hiris! Stop!"
Holding up the Star of the mountain and Craftsman, Shan En erupted with dazzling lightning from his body.
His massive feet left deep pits; the Lightning giant’s hands exerted strength, and with unimaginable force, he held up the plumting star.
This was...
The power of a Sixth Rank Divine.
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