Chapter 1521 - 965: Cold Data

Chapter 1521: Chapter 965: Cold Data

The aftermath of the gods’ battle swept down like an apocalyptic disaster.

Below, the Order Alliance Army, which had just erupted in a thunderous cheer for destroying the third demon outpost, was instantly enveloped by an unparalleled divine suppression.

This was not a targeted attack; merely the presence itself and the combat’s scattered waves were enough to suffocate ordinary beings.

The cheers came to an abrupt halt.

Thud! Thud!

A large number of soldiers with slightly weaker strength, whether Night Watcher recruits, mercenaries, or ordinary Avenger members.

Under the terrifying divine power clashing from four entities, they were like being struck on the knees by an invisible heavy hammer.

They involuntarily collapsed to the ground, faces pale, bodies trembling, nearly unable to hold their weapons.

The air was filled with the smell of sulfur and blood, seemingly frozen. Each thunderous clash of the gods felt like a strike on their souls, bringing fear that penetrated to the bone.

Only true strong individuals could barely maintain their stance amidst this storm of divine power.

Raelia’s body slightly swayed, her red hair wildly dancing in the air currents stirred by the divine power.

The longsword in her hand was deeply embedded in the scorched earth, supporting her body. Her legendary strength barely resisted the suppression.

But her tightly clenched jaw and the cold sweat on her forehead indicated immense pressure.

She stared fixedly in the direction of Carlos battling the Demon Evil God.

Letting these two gods continue fighting here, that would truly be an indiscriminate attack.

Mark and other Night Watcher elite captains quickly formed a defense array, activated their shields, and bravely resisted the impact and the erosion of chaotic energy.

Their faces were filled with solemnity, yet their gaze involuntarily shifted to the golden trace left by Kana and the Fallen Abyss Messenger’s battle in the distant horizon.

Dwarf Glenn, Elf Lira, Dwarf Bobok, and other fortress members, as well as powerful Avengers like the Gray Elf "Ruthless One," also employed their means to stabilize themselves.

Their eyes looking towards the skies were filled with awe and a trace of despair—before true gods, their prideful might seemed so insignificant.

"Hold the line! Activate the united shield! Don’t be scattered by the aftermath!"

Raelia forcibly endured the discomfort, her hoarse voice struggled to transmit through the amplification array, attempting to stabilize the troops.

The soldiers gritted their teeth, struggled to get up, supported each other, and channeled their remaining magic power into the hastily constructed defense array.

In the core camp of the demon forces farther away, through the pervasive foul atmosphere, the towering form of Demon Balzac stood atop the Dark Fortress.

His saw-toothed giant sword was grounded, and his eyes, burning with ferocity and cunning, penetrated the storm of chaotic divine power, locking onto the direction where Kana and the Fallen Abyss Messenger were grappling.

His crimson mouth curved into a savage arch.

"It begins... Kana, you’ve finally left your shell. Very well... His Majesty the Blood God will witness your fall, and your fortress shall become a sacrifice I offer to the abyss!"

His low murmur was like a curse from the abyss, filled with bloodthirsty anticipation.

The chaotic abyssal will seemed to have become even more frenzied due to this sudden divine battle, and the dark red blood cloud in the sky roiled more violently, as if brewing deeper malice.

The four deities’ paired skirmishes were like igniting the fuse on the massive powder keg of the 1121st layer of the abyss.

Kana and Carlos forcibly divided the battlefield with their might, elevating the flames of war to a divine level.

"Don’t just stand there, press forward!"

The more experienced commander of the Blood War Fortress loudly issued an order.

The appearance of a battle between gods at the center of the battlefield was not uncommon.

The key was how to minimize their own exposure to this kind of god-on-god battle.

In such circumstances, the thing to do was to leverage their own advantages.

He had already seen that the Night Watcher forces were of a more elite type, and Kana’s initial move had already taken one away.

This meant that they only faced a ripple effect from a pair of gods fighting, which was acceptable, bearable.

Raelia also realized this.

She indeed had less experience in this aspect compared to the opposition.

So she decisively followed the directive and initiated action, with the Sky Dragon decisively stepping in, taking over Raelia’s battle, immediately suppressing the demon before them.

...

The Scorched Bone Wilderness, this inherently desolate expanse, is currently enduring a ravaging far beyond its limits.

The gods’ clash on the main battlefield, dozens of kilometers away, boomed like muffled drum beats.

But here, the rules showdown between Kana and the Fallen Abyss Messenger was the main theme of destruction.

Each confrontation of divine power caused the very space itself to moan under unbearable pressure.

The enormous, unknown creatures’ remains, once the only sight on this wasteland, now in the aftermath were as fragile as rotten wood, instantly turning to dust scattered through the sky.

Then immediately dispersed into nothingness by the ensuing energy storm.

The earth was tearing apart, lava surged like a waking giant beast from the newly created, bottomless fissures, dyeing the scorched land into a purgatory of glaring crimson and dark gold intertwined.

The Fallen Abyss Messenger’s twisted form with three heads, seven arms, and five legs floated in the foul air, no longer maintaining a cohesive form.

Surroundings changed in Kana’s view, hellish lava spewing from the earth was like tainted flesh.

The sky appeared like a blood mist, countless unknown limbs and entrails hanging down.