Chapter 450
by fanqienovelChapter 450: The Iron Rule that the Fighting God Cannot Die
Silence!
Once again, silence!
As the Star God remained silent, his temples seemed to grow even drier and grayer.
Almost imperceptibly, he exuded an aura of lifelessness.
To perceive Time and Space and fate comes at a cost, doesn’t it?
Even when standing in the sub-timelines to observe the developments of the main Time and Space, the cost may not be high. But with countless divinations and rehearsals, along with numerous adjustments and explorations, it adds up.
Once is no big deal.
Ten times is manageable.
A hundred times can be endured.
But what about a million times, or even ten million times?
With each backlash, even the terrifying Life Force of a true god and the powerful force of immortality cannot withstand the intense backlashes that accumulate.
In other words, the Star God is now a true god; otherwise, even an immortal half-god would turn to ash in an instant under such a barrage of backlashes.
“The only chance for survival seems to end in the death of the greatest contributor.”
“If only it were the God of Wealth who died instead of me, how much better that would be.”
“If my final death could bring happiness to everyone, then surely that outcome wouldn’t be so tragic.”
“…”
As the Star God pondered, his consciousness spread out into the distance.
It wouldn’t be too late to share some thoughts and opinions after the God of Wealth fully absorbed the results of Time and Space.
“Tsk tsk!”
Suddenly, a strange, mocking sound began to echo above the celestial battlefield.
“Star God!!!”
“I sense your presence!”
“Come on!”
“Known for never making a mistake and as the unrivaled strategist, let me see your strength!”
Before the voice faded, a man wearing a white robe with a warm smile appeared above the celestial battlefield.
His overwhelming presence shook the surroundings, revealing his uniqueness as soon as he appeared.
“Conjuror…”
The Star God narrowed his eyes slightly, a dangerous glint flashing within them.
But before he could make a move, a powerful figure charged forward.
“Scoundrel!”
“Take this spear first!”
The Fighting God roared in anger, his movements swift and fluid like a dragon as he launched his attack.
With a single strike!
He sent the true god-level Conjuror flying back for tens of thousands of miles, the shockwaves rippling out for billions of miles.
“Brute!”
“I came here solely to face the Star God!”
The Conjuror bellowed furiously, the powerful rules of the art of theater flickering around him.
In the next moment, a myriad of magical transformations surged toward the Fighting God’s position.
“Ha!”
“You, a treacherous scoundrel who dared to kill your own Chief God, think you’re worthy of challenging the Star God?”
“Keep dreaming your foolish, delusional dreams!”
“…”
After the Fighting God shattered the Conjuror’s attack with a single strike of his spear, he began hurling insults, humiliating the Conjuror on every level.
The Fighting God knew the Conjuror’s nature all too well.
If the Conjuror could betray and kill his own Chief God, he was undoubtedly shameless to the core.
So, the Fighting God’s insults weren’t just meant to provoke him.
And, of course, they wouldn’t work anyway!
The insults!
Were just one part of his plan!
What he truly wanted was for his words to echo across the entire celestial battlefield, ensuring that every enemy force heard him loud and clear.
“Brute!”
“In the midst of battle, all you do is spew filth!”
The Conjuror’s eyes turned icy as he spoke coldly.
Then, with a flick of his thoughts, he sent a message to a distant, unknown location.
If the Star God couldn’t be drawn out, then perhaps eliminating the Fighting God would still count as a victory, wouldn’t it?
“Foolish!”
Suddenly, a chilling voice reverberated in his mind.
The presence of this being was so immense that even a single mental shock could influence a true god.
The command caused the Conjuror’s head to jerk sharply to the right.
“The Fighting God must not die!”
“This is an ironclad rule!”
“Have you forgotten this in your blind pursuit of revenge?”
Hearing these words, the Conjuror took a deep breath, then shook his head gently, pushing the thoughts aside.
Soon, he looked at the Fighting God, who clung on like a stubborn patch, feeling a headache coming on.
How could the Fighting God of the Ninth Age be so different from the Fighting God of the Eighth Era that he knew?
“Star Luo!”
The Star God observed the battle among the true gods in the distance. With a thought, he began to mobilize the guardians of the Star Path and the true god puppets.
Surround and kill!
Trap and slay!
Various formations and counterattacks based on star power began to be deployed with specific targets.
Last time, the Conjuror had managed to escape; this time, after studying the Conjuror’s head and remaining body, he had come to understand him more deeply.
So this time, the opponent was doomed!
Unless something even stronger from the ancient clan intervened!
“The Eighth Era…”
A flicker of divine powers sparkled in the Star God’s eyes. The techniques inherited from the Star God of the Eighth Era allowed him to observe the Conjuror’s attributes from a high vantage point.
And indeed, the traps left by the Star God of the Eighth Era were just as he had suspected.
They would only increase!
Not decrease!
One hundred and eight true god puppets!
The number of Demigod puppets was roughly estimated to be close to ten thousand.
Additionally, there were numerous star quantum cannons and god-slaying mechs capable of annihilating true gods, with varying quantities.
Thanks to these resources, they had managed to resist the attacks from the traitors and the advanced forces of the ancient clan over the years.
They could even counterattack to some extent.
The traitors had also used some immensely powerful war weapons over the years.
However, the timing for these war weapons was very strict.
At most, they only lasted three minutes.
The power of these war weapons and their brief impact relayed a message to him.
That message was clear: in the border battlefield, the traitors were ultimately just a few.
Otherwise, with just these precise weapons targeting true gods, the outer defense line would have collapsed many times over.
“Fighting God, there is an imbalance of divine power at the left center point of the Conjuror.”
“The new head has an uneven sensation of power fusion; you should target this area for your attack.”
“And there seems to be an issue with the opponent’s eyes; you might want to test that.”
“…”
The Star God relayed the problems he observed to the Fighting God.
He would never interfere with the Fighting God’s battle techniques.
All he did was share the issues, and how the Fighting God resolved them was entirely up to him.
After all, in terms of battle capabilities and battlefield control, even he was far from the level of the Fighting God.
“I sense the gaze of some consciousness observing us.”
A calm voice echoed around, and the expressionless Li Wenze appeared beside the Star God.
“Star God, the opponent has a backup plan and is waiting for you.”
Hearing this, the Star God’s lips curled into a slight smile as he replied, “I see it; such an obvious baiting tactic is terribly cliché.”
“So… I plan to give them a surprise in return!”