Chapter 309: The Explorers - 4

Damian looked at the invading God of Light lying in the middle of the crater, his upper and lower body severed at the abdomen.

The invading God of Light, despite being in his true godly form, had been defeated in mere moments. He did not even realize what was happening to him.

Damian had accomplished all of this with nothing but his physical strength and speed.

He had not used any abilities or entered any battle transformation.

It was simply his pure, unadulterated physical capabilities.

He had simply used his immense speed, moving so quickly that even the invading God of Light, who had defeated the Elder God King Ra, could neither follow him nor realize what was happening.

Damian had appeared beside the invading god and simply brought his leg down, kicking directly into the middle of his abdomen with immense physical strength and speed.

The kick packed so much force and speed that the god was instantly driven into the ground, creating a massive crater as his body was broken apart from the abdomen into two pieces.

It took several moments for the backlash of the kick to arrive, as if time itself had been frozen and only resumed after the invading god crashed into the land and created the crater.

The aftermath of the kick released a wave of intense pressure, blowing wind in every direction and forcing the clouds to move away.

Only then did everyone on the battlefield finally see Damian's figure standing in the air.

Yet his entire figure appeared distorted, like a creature straight out of a nightmare.

It was almost as if his nature as a vampire, werewolf, demon, dragon, and all the other races within him was emerging in their most bestial forms all at once, turning him into something truly abominable.

Even the most powerful gods in his presence, including those who knew Damian was their ally, felt immense pressure and an instinctual fear boiling within them.

As for the remaining two invading gods, they were in an even worse condition.

For several moments, they failed to comprehend what had just happened.

Even after taking a few moments to understand what had happened to their fellow god, they still had trouble comprehending what the being standing before them actually was.

They could not judge him.

They could not figure out what this creature was.

Whatever they felt from Damian was so chaotic, turbulent, and ruinous.

Beneath all of it, they could feel death, along with an immense fury erupting from him and being directed toward them.

They did not waste any more time trying to figure out what it was.

They had to make their move now.

They had just watched their fellow God of Light get devastatingly defeated, screaming in pain.

They could also see that he could not heal himself or regenerate his body.

He could not even use his Divine Essence.

It was similar to how their Nether Energy of the Void had affected the Egyptian pantheon, preventing them from properly utilizing their divine powers.

They now knew that this creature possessed the ability to render them incapable of using their godly abilities.

This realization only made the creature even more terrifying to them.

They had to kill this terrifying being while he was still paying attention to their God of Light.

The god who possessed the appearance of a lizardman wielding a silver spear launched forward first, while the other god, whose body appeared to be made entirely from a massive tree, followed closely behind him.

The moment the lizardman god accelerated, his silver spear erupted with intense green energy.

The energy rapidly spread throughout his entire body, enveloping him in a powerful green aura.

Using his dominion over his unknown Divine Concepts, he pushed his already godly physical capabilities even further, amplifying his strength, speed, and destructive power to their absolute limits.

He swung his spear directly toward Damian.

The lizardman god was certain that the attack would land.

He was certain that the blow would be enough to one-shot Damian.

But he was dead wrong.

Just a millimoment before the spear could strike Damian, a hand suddenly appeared in its path.

Damian casually caught the spear with one hand.

There was no struggle.

No resistance.

No movement from Damian's body.

All the force, strength, and overwhelming power behind the spear's strike crashed into his hand, yet Damian did not even flinch.

It was as if the entirety of the impact had simply been swallowed by his hand and absorbed into his body without producing the slightest effect.

Before the lizardman god could even comprehend what had happened, Damian moved.

His movement was almost identical to what he had done earlier, but this time, instead of using his leg to strike, Damian simply yanked the god's arm backward.

Then he punched.

His fist drove straight through the lizardman god's torso.

For a brief moment, the lizardman god felt nothing more than a sudden change.

He did not understand what had happened.

His mind had not yet processed the movement.

But when his vision and thoughts finally caught up with reality, his eyes widened.

Damian's fist was buried deep inside his chest.

Golden blood poured from the wound, staining Damian's arm and the shattered remains of the god's torso.

The lizardman god's eyes widened even further as the pain finally reached his consciousness.

Only then did he truly understand what had happened.

Before he could even scream in agony, Damian moved again.

With a single fluid motion, he casually ripped the god's spine and pieces of his shattered skull straight out of his body.

Golden blood covered the remains as Damian threw them to the ground like nothing more than pieces of useless trash.

"I always thought I knew how powerful the Heavenly Son was... but I was wrong. His power cannot be measured..."

The Elder God King Ra muttered those words in horror as he watched Damian.

He had witnessed what Damian had done to the three invading gods.

He had seen how cruelly Damian had defeated two of them.

And as a fellow god, Ra understood exactly what Damian had done.

Damian had not killed them.

Despite their bodies being torn apart and reduced to broken pieces, the two gods were still alive.

They were still conscious.

And their bodies were not regenerating.

Not even in the slightest.

Every wound remained.

Every broken bone remained.

Every fragment of their shattered bodies remained exactly as Damian had left them.

The pain they experienced never diminished.

It simply remained.

Constant. Unending.

The gods could feel every bit of agony, yet they could not escape it through death.

It was a fate worse than death itself.

And if the Heavenly Son wished to, he could keep them imprisoned in that state forever.

Ra's gaze shifted toward Damian once again.

Just as Damian finished dealing with the lizardman god, countless vines suddenly erupted from thin air.

The vines immediately wrapped themselves around Damian's limbs, his neck, and his head.

More and more divine vines continued growing without end, rapidly surrounding his entire body.

They twisted around him from every direction until Damian's entire figure was completely buried beneath an enormous mass of divine vines.

Yet even then, the vines did not stop growing.

After several moments, Damian found himself completely buried within the center of a massive confinement of vines that stretched across a hundred-meter radius.

The invading Forest God continued pouring his Divine Essence into the vines.

The divine vines desperately attempted to drain Damian's energy, seeking to weaken him by continuously absorbing his strength.

Against an ordinary god, such an attack would have been devastating.

Had it been another god trapped within those vines, their Divine Essence would have been rapidly drained until their strength was completely exhausted.

Eventually, they would have been reduced to nothing more than a weak wooden log.

Unfortunately for the invading Forest God, Damian was not an ordinary god.

He was not even remotely comparable to one.

The divine vines were completely useless against him.

Their attempt to restrain Damian was nothing more than a futile struggle.

It was like trying to stop a monster with nothing more than a piece of paper.

The Forest God continued pouring more and more of his Divine Essence into the vines, desperately trying to force them to drain Damian's power.

But as the seconds passed, fear began to overwhelm him.

He suddenly realized something.

His attack was completely ineffective.

His expression twisted in terror.

Without hesitation, the Forest God abruptly stopped feeding any more energy into his divine vines.

He immediately turned around and attempted to flee toward the special rift.

He knew what was coming.

He knew that he would suffer the same fate as the other two gods.

But before he could even move several feet...

His body suddenly stopped.

It was as if time itself had frozen around him.

Then, in the very next instant...

His godly body exploded from within.

His head, limbs, and countless pieces of his shattered body were violently torn apart and sent falling to the ground in different directions.