Chapter 393
by fanqienovelChapter 393: I See the Giant God as a Formidable Emperor!
Calling Pal "a triviality among gods" was actually a bit unfair to him.
After all, apart from Baimeng and her subordinates, most Chaos Demon Gods’ morals were no better than Pal’s—some even worse.
To be specific, they completely lacked the concept of "morality."
Slander, schemes, and betrayal were as routine as breathing.
Pal had merely allied with the Abyss. Toward fellow demon gods born with Divine Bodies like the Micro-Orifice Salamander, he remained remarkably loyal.
For example, he wasn’t fleeing now but preparing to cast magic right where he stood.
"Why did they charge out?"
"Hmm…"
Seeing the two Ether Usurpers guarding him and his companions rush at the Monster God, Pal overcame his brief shock and steadied himself.
"Given this situation, aggressive tactics aren’t unreasonable."
Using magic against a demon god of equal or greater strength faced a problem—only ultimate moves could deal real damage.
Minor spells were useless tickles. Standard forbidden spells caused mere temporary pain. Only "God-Slaying Level Forbidden Spells" inflicted serious wounds.
Even core councilors couldn’t cast "God-Slaying Level Forbidden Spells" instantly. All required casting time—only the duration varied.
Worse, though ultimate moves resisted interruption, direct bodily harm or violent impacts could still break them.
At best, the spell’s power would weaken drastically, falling short of "Deity-Slaying Level" force.
"So that’s it…"
"Now I understand."
Realizing this, Pal instantly "grasped" why his two companions had bravely charged.
"They rushed out to block the ‘Monster God’s’ advance—to stop it from colliding with me!"
"Protecting my spellcasting!?"
If the Giant God closed in and smashed his allies into him, Pal’s painstakingly conjured "God-Slaying Level Forbidden Spell" would be ruined.
Not only would magic go to waste, but backlash might inflict severe internal injuries.
Keeping enemies at bay was sheer brilliance!
"Two against one!"
"Advantage: mine!"
"You two may be weaklings, but surely you can handle this!?"
"Even without a quick win, you won’t lose instantly!"
"My magic skills are exceptional—among the core council, I’m one of the best!"
"Channeling energy and weaving the spell takes just two minutes!"
"Standing in the Ether Sea now, with home-ground advantage? Casting time shrinks to forty seconds!"
"Twenty seconds already passed—my spell’s half complete!"
“Just hold on for ten more seconds, and everything would get better!”
…
“What!?”
As Pal kept gathering magic, smugly pondering his “huge advantage”—
“Buzz—Buzz—Buzz—!”
A massive head traced a perfect bloody parabola through the air, accelerating wildly before crashing toward Pal!
“This…”
“Impossible!”
Shock froze Pal and his companions’ thoughts.
They never imagined their two comrades—who’d taken the initiative—wouldn’t last half a minute against that Monster God.
Pal never expected the Monster God would disrupt his spell-casting so brutally!
He tried to dodge, but the immense magical energy trapped in his chest paralyzed him!
One second later…
“Thud—!”
The head torn off by the Monster God slammed into Pal’s face.
“Pshhh—!”
Another spray of gore.
The mangled head struck Pal squarely. One eyeball was knocked out by the impact, hitting the Chaos Demon God’s forehead before tumbling into the Ether Sea.
There it lay, wide-eyed and frozen in terror, spreading dark blood through the currents.
Meanwhile…
“Urk…”
Pal’s body shook violently in pain.
The physical blow and mental shock shattered his focus, disrupting his Soul and forcibly severing his magic circuits.
The nearly unleashed God-Slaying Level Forbidden Spell recoiled violently!
Colossal magic surged backward through the damaged circuits, clashing with the forward-flowing energy…
“Guh… Hack!”
He nearly vomited blood.
—-
“Too… terrifying…”
Baimeng stared at the Monster God crouching over her companion’s headless body, her heart icing over.
“He…”
“Did he plan everything!?”
“The Giant God had planned to interrupt Pal’s spellcasting with such extreme cruelty and bloodshed the moment he charged out?!”
As an “old colleague” in the Chaos Council and fellow Border Demon God who frequented the Ether Sea, Baimeng knew Pal’s capabilities well.
When those two Ether Usurpers charged forward while Pal stood casting spells in the Ether Shallow Sea, Baimeng immediately grasped the demon gods’ scheme—delay, cast, and blast them to oblivion!
For a moment, Baimeng thought: “It’s hopeless.”
She desperately wanted to rush out and aid the Giant God.
But she knew it was impossible.
Unless the Giant God could defeat two Ether Usurpers—each nearly his equal—within half a minute… no, twenty seconds.
And astonishingly, the Giant God succeeded!
Watching Pal convulse in agony on the ground and the remaining Ether Usurpers panic, Baimeng stood nearly dumbstruck.
“This…”
“A madman! Utterly mad!”
And a madman with absolute confidence in his power!
Had Pal’s companions delayed just ten more seconds—
Just ten seconds—her magic would’ve fully formed. The Monster God would’ve been trapped, forced to endure Pal’s God-Slaying Level Forbidden Spell!
Victory or death hinged on those ten seconds!
To Baimeng, this was like dancing on knife blades. It demanded surgical precision, accounting for every variable: terrain, combatants’ conditions, unforeseen twists.
No margin for error. None.
Only a fusion of genius calculation and reckless madness could execute such a plan!
And one who could achieve this…
“No wonder the Giant God dares challenge all chaos alone.”
“His dominance over Barbatos and reconquest of Lady Xidi, Gimmerly, and Morax stems not merely from honing his divine form…”
“But from true power and mastery…”
“With such wisdom, resolve, courage, and confidence…”
“Why not…”
Baimeng suddenly envisioned this paragon of “wisdom,” “resolve,” “courage,” and “confidence” seizing the entire Chaos Swamp Realm as the new First Demon God…
“He might far surpass Barbatos!”
“No—be bold! Remove ‘might’!”
“He will surpass Barbatos!”
“That selfish, self-styled chess player? Unworthy to stand before the Giant God!”
“Spit!”
“He deserves nothing!”
Barbatos had earned Baimeng’s eternal hatred by humiliating her publicly. She now craved his demise.
“Truly, the Giant God bears an emperor’s aura!”
She saw a blazing sun ascending, its radiance piercing the gloom of Barbatos’ rule over the Chaos Swamp Realm.
“No wonder Barbatos fears him so.”
“This is the weak trembling before the strong! Fools envying wisdom!”
“Great is the Giant God!”
Baimeng’s soul burned. She ached to witness Barbatos’ dynasty crumble and the Giant God’s era dawn!
But first…
Her gaze snapped back to core councilor Pal—twitching from magical backlash after the Ether Usurper’s head struck him.
Then to Shaks.
No divine energy remained. His body lay still. Seemingly fallen from grave wounds.
Rage erupted within her.
“Pal!”
“Our feud ends now! Shaks’ blood debt will be paid!”
“ROAR—!”
Driven by fury, Baimeng bellowed, surging forward on short legs toward Pal and his two Ether Usurper allies!
“DIE!”