Chapter 1769
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Chapter 1769 God Hunting and Celebration
North Side Border.
Eight flashing points of light appeared in the sky, followed by a series of afterimages crashing into the divine shadow heading toward the city!
Ares, the Olympian God of War, pupils suddenly contracted as he swung his axe backward, striking the afterimage in front of him, leaving a deep dent. At the same time, his movement was forced to halt.
Boom boom boom boom!!!
Consecutive metal pillars fell from the sky, creating terrifying craters on the ground, precisely surrounding Ares and trapping him within.
“What is this?” Ares frowned deeply.
Simultaneously, an illusory panel floated out from above the metal pillars:
“SS-class item, [Eight Techniques of God Imprisonment].”
The surface of the eight metal pillars simultaneously erupted with various colored lights, interweaving with each other like a cage trapping him inside.
“You happened to attack from my position… how fortunate.” A tall white-haired youth walked out from the ice and snow. He wore a black and gold long sword at his waist, his cross-star-like eyes narrowing slightly.
“I’ve recently collected quite a few items with no one to test them on. Let me try them out on you first.”
“A human ceiling?” Ares sensed the aura from this youth and frowned slightly. “The absent ceiling Turk mentioned was you all along… hmph, a mere child thinks he can stop me?”
Ares stomped heavily on the ground, terrifying divine power surging forth, the bloody aura of war sweeping through the air, instantly changing the color of heaven and earth!
“Longbai, don’t underestimate him.”
Pale green code floated in the air as a figure wearing a checkered shirt slowly walked out, adjusting his hat brim as he said, “After all, he is a God of War, his combat power is not to be taken lightly.”
“Another ceiling?” Ares was startled to see another human ceiling appear.
This wasn’t right. Weren’t all the highest human combat forces at Shenlong Pass except for one absent ceiling? Where did this second ceiling come from?
“It’s fine, Longbai. Go ahead, we’ve got your back,” came the leisurely voice of Master Chen from a carriage arriving through the snow and wind.
At the same time, the sound of a horse’s neigh came from the distance.
A black horse burning with netherworld flames broke through the blizzard, slowly stopping near Ares. Chen Han pulled the reins, his military coat dancing wildly in the snowstorm.
“Since this is a God-hunting Festival, everyone should get a share. Only one god came to the northern border, which isn’t enough to go around…” he sighed.
Four human ceilings surrounded Ares, and seeing this, his expression completely changed.
Even if Great Xia had more hidden human ceilings, it would be impossible to hide four at the northern border at once… This could only mean that the intelligence from Shenlong Pass was wrong. These top human experts never attended that celebration at all!
Damn it, how did Turk and Kira transmit such faulty intelligence?!
“You knew I was coming all along?” Ares asked in a deep voice.
“Naturally,” Master Chen’s voice came unhurriedly from inside the carriage.
“Since this is a God-hunting Festival, how could it proceed without gods participating?
You didn’t think this festival was simply a lively party centered around those nine corpses, did you?”
Ares seemed to realize something, his face turning ashen.
The God-hunting Festival they had heard about was supposedly a celebration ceremony held by the Night Watchers to commemorate successfully hunting nine gods… At this moment, he understood that this wasn’t a “celebration” at all, but a larger-scale “god hunt”!
From the beginning, this festival was meant to provoke the gods in the mist, then pretend to expose a weakness, enticing the gods to boldly enter Great Xia’s territory—a “hunting” activity conducted “without leaving home”!
The gods thought they were the hunters, not realizing they were the prey lured by bait!
But he didn’t understand.
Olympus had definitely sent people to infiltrate the celebration venue and specifically confirmed the celebration was taking place… how did they manage this?
Ares had no time to think further. These four human ceilings, though lacking the ability to slay gods, would certainly overpower him if they joined forces… Since this was a trap for gods, he had to leave quickly.
He immediately mobilized all his divine power and struck one of the metal pillars with his axe. A piercing boom echoed through the sky as he forcibly cut a gap in the SS-class restraining device.
“Trying to escape?”
Guan Zai typed in the void with both hands, and the surrounding environment rapidly transformed. Countless red bricks piled up around the battlefield, forming an immense colosseum that enclosed Ares and the four humans.
Chen Han’s right hand, wearing a white glove, slowly rested on the hilt of his sword. A blazing flame of life took shape above Ares’s head.
“A god’s life flame… how vigorous.”
Chen Han narrowed his eyes, lightly flicked the reins with his left hand, and his netherworld black horse darted forward like lightning, charging into the trap. A flash of sword light swiftly slashed toward Ares’s head!
Looking at the red brick colosseum around him, rage burned in Ares’s eyes!
He, one of the twelve main Olympian gods, ruler of blood, fire, and slaughter, the God of War—when had he ever been treated like a beast?
He suddenly gripped his giant axe tightly and, facing Chen Han charging on horseback, delivered a mighty chop!
Divine power tore through the void, the terrifying force directly sending Chen Han and his horse back several steps. He shook his sword-wielding wrist, muttering, “Such powerful strength…”
As Ares’s blood-red eyes prepared to swing his giant axe again, a black and gold long sword cut through the void, lightly slashing his arm.
Though this cut left only a thin line of blood, Ares could clearly feel some of his divine law being dispersed. He turned back in astonishment to see a white-haired figure in white clothes holding a long sword, smiling as he gazed at him.
Supreme Calamity Blade, [Divine Disaster].
“Don’t be so agitated,” Master Chen’s voice drifted over. “Today you cannot escape Great Xia, and no one can save you… From the moment you stepped into Great Xia’s territory, you were destined to become the tenth corpse on the god rack.”
“Corpse?” Ares gripped his giant axe tightly, blood and fire dancing around him, making the red brick colosseum beneath his feet tremble violently.
“Though there are four of you, none possess divine law… How do you plan to kill me?”
Inside the carriage,
Master Chen raised a cup of hot tea and slowly took a sip.
“Care to guess?”
Boom—!!!
A dazzling golden pillar instantly pierced the sky, crashing down onto the earth, its brilliant light immediately enveloping Ares’s figure!
Layers of scorching divine might continuously dispersed, blowing up the corners of the four human ceilings’ clothes.
In the boundless deep space,
An angel figure with six pure white wings on its back, holding a golden holy sword, was already floating directly above Great Xia.
Those sun-like burning pupils were coldly gazing at the northern border.
