Chapter 502
by fanqienovelChapter 502: It Never Ends
“Pain Strike—Deadly Bite—Venom Curse!”
Sotiko shouted sharply, leaping away from the massive beast once more!
“Huff…”
She tumbled through the air before landing steadily.
It was hard to believe this enormous, slightly clumsy Divine Body could unleash such agility.
“Great is the Giant God!”
“This Divine Body perfectly balances strength and agility!”
“Though…”
Sotiko recalled Lady Xidi’s Divine Body.
“Well, imperfection only shows through comparison…”
“Still, this power suffices to finish you!”
“Mountain Type!”
“Your doom has come!”
She had an odd habit during fights—shouting her move names mid-strike.
Though childish and foolish-looking, it mattered little here.
The Vast Dragon God of the Mountain Type couldn’t understand speech, mistaking her cries for strange roars.
Yet Sotiko’s theatrics didn’t weaken her attacks.
“Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar—!”
The mountain-sized Vast Dragon God staggered back, bellowing in agony.
“Huff…”
It shook its colossal head.
Searing pain burned across its wounded back.
Those terrifying saber teeth—heavy enough to daunt deities—had pierced its hide, leaving a dreadful gash through thick flesh.
But the Vast Dragon God of the Mountain Type felt no fear.
Instead, raging fury swelled within its massive Divine Body.
“Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar—!”
It roared with wild abandon.
The Mountain Type lived up to its name.
Though lacking armored plating, its dense hide and underlying “magic fat” deflected most blows.
Even Sotiko’s prized saber teeth barely pierced the “magic fat,” merely grazing the “deity muscles” beneath—nowhere near vital organs.
But gods, did it hurt.
However, the non-lethal pain only fueled the blind aggression of the foolish beast, making it even more desperate to crush this creature inflicting suffering into dust!
“RAAARGH!”
He roared again.
His sharp yet blunt beak slowly parted.
“Buzz—!”
Immense energy gathered within.
It coalesced into a colossal sphere before the Mountain Type’s maw.
“Hah…”
The Vast Dragon God exhaled a turbid breath in satisfaction. Soon, this "runt" before him would be blasted to shreds by a terrifying tide of magic!
Yet…
“Rrroar?”
“Urk…”
Abrupt dizziness seized his mind.
His legs went limp, sending him crashing heavily to the earth.
“Boom—!”
The gathered "Dragon God energy" didn’t lance toward his foe—it detonated right before him. Unleashed power knows no master; half the Vast Dragon God’s face tore open, flesh mangled.
Pain lashed him viciously once more.
But now, the proud and foolish Vast Dragon God lacked even the strength for fury.
It felt as if something had utterly siphoned his power!
“Groooan…”
He managed only a feeble roar.
His magic circuits jammed. The void’s energy ceased flowing into him.
Fear wasn’t what gripped the Vast Dragon God.
He was bewildered. True, his wounds weren’t light, but they fell far short of crippling him.
So why…
Could he not move?
This bizarre state was utterly foreign, defying even the vast capabilities housed within his Colossal Divine Body.
Time was the Mountain Type’s greatest need. Perhaps minutes would let him purge this vile weakness and rise again to face the monster.
But…
“Hssss…”
Scorching breath washed over the Vast Dragon God.
The chaos deity who had dared offend him hadn’t been punished. Instead, it approached the weakened Vast Dragon God, radiating triumph.
No deity would foolishly give him minutes to act!
“Hey—!”
She heaved, flipping the Vast Dragon God’s body to expose its soft belly and vulnerable lower neck. Sharp fangs gleamed with lethal intent.
“Hmph…”
“Foolish thing.”
“Can’t comprehend it, can you?”
“This is mortals and us deities joining forces!”
“A miracle only a Giant God could forge!”
“But you needn’t ponder it further.”
“Die!”
The fangs descended. Blood sprayed violently.
The metallic scent spread once more through the void.
“Roar—!”
From afar, the Mountain Type’s piercing cries echoed again.
—-
“Phew. Never imagined we’d ally with the Chaos Demon God someday.”
“And yet…”
A Chosen Warrior watched as the black “dome” tore open under colossal fangs.
The odors of void and ether flooded inward.
Mingled with them came the unmistakable scent of the chaos deity.
That scent felt hauntingly familiar—identical to the "Crimson Lizard" badge on his shoulder armor.
They belonged to the original war organization born in the "Bubble World" Sotiko: the Crimson Lizard. Though small in scale, they were renowned for unmatched ferocity and cunning.
This group remained fiercely insular, maintaining Sotiko’s rigorous tradition: aspiring members must first slay a Demon Lord-tier demon or "malignant beast" merely to qualify.
This initiation trial…
Proved impossible for most Chosen Warriors from lesser organizations, let than ordinary mortals wielding only basic Holy Light from the Sun.
Consequently, the Crimson Lizard expanded at a glacial pace. New recruits were scarce, leaving the original Sotiko survivors as its backbone.
Yet this meant their combat prowess was extraordinary!
Even when penetrating a deity’s divine body—using the Giant God’s bestowed power to corrode divine muscles, tissues, and magic circuits—they showed no hesitation.
For breaching a deity’s form represented the deadliest combat operation, bearing the highest casualty rate.
Deities were nothing like demons.
Their bodies held near-limitless chaotic Magic Power to mortals—power that seemed conscious, operating by its own relentless logic.
Once an invasion was detected, it sprang into action, using a lot of magic power to wash over the Chosen Warriors.
The body cavity and muscles deformed and spasmed, crushing the fools who had entered its body.
Their muscles and bones heated up, releasing huge amounts of heat, melting the Chosen Warriors’ armor and bodies directly, even making them evaporate!
Even if thousands were sent into the demon god’s body, they could only weaken it for a few minutes to over ten minutes at most; if the deity didn’t fall during that time, the Chosen Warriors faced only the ruthless attack of all the forces inside the deity’s body.
Luckily, the Chaos Demon God working with them then was pretty good.
He didn’t betray them like last time.
The Chosen Warriors of the Crimson Lizard war organization boarded the “Saber Teeth” on Sotiko and, following the Chaos Demon God’s orders, entered the body of the Vast Dragon God of the Mountain Type together, using the “Corrosive Power” given by the Giant God to wreck things.
“Sotiko…”
The Chosen Warrior looked at the giant jaws chewing on the Mountain Type, grinding his teeth.
He was their creator and protector, who also betrayed them himself, destroying their home.
But maybe since these Chosen Warriors were made by Sotiko, they actually got along well with this “traitor.”
“Is this the Giant God’s plan too!?”
“Knowing our history with you, making old enemies fight together, dropping past hatred!?”
“Or is there something new?”
Soon, he noticed a small change from this experience.
The deity’s attitude toward mortals had shifted completely; Sotiko didn’t just avoid throwing them away like before, but really valued and depended on the mortal Chosen Warriors.
As the deity grew stronger, mortals, with the Giant God’s gift, got the power to bargain with the Gods.
“The Giant God’s thoughts are truly deep and unknown…”
Just as the Chosen Warrior was thinking about the Giant God’s plan…
“Boom—Boom—Boom—!”
Loud booms rang out in the distance again!
And Sotiko slumped down once more, opening his mouth wide to show long teeth.
The meaning was clear—“Get on, let’s do it again!”
“Phew…”
“These guys won’t stop!”
“Will it ever end!?”