Even though they were all Main Gods, some existences were still different from others.
Chaos War God Donatis had always been viewed as the symbol of undefeatability and the vanguard of the Chaos Abyss. He had experienced countless battles without ever falling. His countless years and countless combat achievements made it so that he didn't need any titles or praises to describe his valiance. The title of "Undefeatable War God" was more than enough.
As long as Donatis was on the battlefield, he would always be the center of attention.
Currently, the most attention-grabbing battle on this battlefield was still the giant Gods fighting against each other.
However, it was likely that nobody expected that Donatis would be completely suppressed.
Everyone's impression of the tall bronze War God was that he would always look down on the walls beneath his feet and then easily crush the walls and the mortals who resisted. He would expressionlessly destroy everything and return everything to the Chaos Abyss.
He was absolutely strong, unreasonably strong. It was impossible to stop him from seeing mortals as nothing.
But right now, the Undefeatable War God was just like a child being beaten by an adult. His gigantic body, which he had always been proud of, didn't even reach his waist in front of a true giant God.
The lightning giant wore an ancient white robe made of silk. He also had a scepter belt and straw sandals on his feet. These sandals were all made of plants. He seemed just like an ancient artifact that had jumped out of the Age of Legends.
Perhaps the Titans had always been viewed as a powerful species on par with dragons, but it was likely that very few existences would remember that the Titans had been named after this ancient artifact before them.
The two largest existences on this battlefield, Donatis and Barbarot, weren't even half as tall as the Titan Giant. Just by looking up, the Titan Giant's head, which was wearing an olive branch headband, seemed to reach the clouds. His breathing dispelled the dark clouds, and lightning swirled in his eyes. Anything he focused on would be struck by true lightning.
The Titan Giant was the Creator Goddess, Astrya's favorite child. He was a super undying existence that had survived since the Immemorial Era. He had once led his tribe to challenge all the giant Gods in the world.
I was unable to understand just how strong he was. That was because I had never seen anyone who had survived fighting against him.
In terms of seniority, apart from the two Goddesses of Hades, nobody was older than the Titan Giant. Even when the Land of Spring collapsed due to the Battle of Hades, the Titan Giant agreed to become the protector of the Land of Spring for the sake of his tribe. Yet, there was still nobody capable of ordering such an ancient existence around.
I can't do it, and Aillé, who is also an Ancient as well … I can't do it either. Even if he calls the Titan 'brother', he would be considered to be trying to climb up the social ladder.
Fortunately, unlike the legends, the ancient Watcher of the Earth had grown tired of fighting. Over the past few years, he had devoted most of his energy to the construction of the Land of Spring, smiling all day like a benevolent old man.
However, no one would underestimate him because of this. Without a doubt, he and his people were still the number one fighting force of the Hades.
"It's such a strong existence, and it's not bound to the Hades Plane. It's such a pity that it's left idle."
Even if I had Aillé's authority, it would still be impossible for me to command such an ancient individual. And if I sent the lower-ranked Titans, not only would they be unreliable, I would also have to consider whether or not they would return to the Land of Spring if I sent them to the mortal plane … Cough, I meant that the top-ranked Titans weren't easy to deal with.
So I went to talk to the Titan himself.
The other Titans didn't even try to hide their expressions as they were waiting to see me make a fool of myself. After all, nobody had ever tried to twist a Titan's will. However, I disappointed them.
After a short private discussion, not only did the Titan agree to personally help me, he even "condescended" to stay in my personal bug-like world and become my personal Red Dragon … er, grandpa Heimor.
And so, it was no problem for me to have another Heimor in my personal bug-like world. Grandpa Titan would properly teach the arrogant Heimor how to be a proper person.
And so, the unluckiest phoenix in the entire world was born. The phoenix of wind and light was trapped in my personal world. He thought that he would have a chance to fight me one-on-one, but he ended up facing the Titan who was also skilled at controlling lightning and light, as well as Heimor who specialized in sneak attacks. These two Main Gods ambushed and ganged up on the Lord of Thunder … The Lord of Thunder died a pitiful death.
The Lord of Thunder died 342 times, with the longest being 38 seconds and the shortest being 1 second. This was his pitiful death record.
After so many deaths and rebirths, the Lord of Thunder was finally forced to choose the location I set for him to be revived in, and I trapped him in my Dawn sword.
Then, I used the design and concept I had created for Adam's sword back in the day, and with the help of the world's number one craftsman, the Titan, my Dawn sword was also infused with the phoenix's spirit, giving it its first major qualitative improvement. This also allowed me to witness the Titans' inconceivable smithing skills.
Cough, I digressed. Perhaps some people had already guessed how I made the Titan willingly help me. Indeed, there was no one in the world who could command the Titan, but my System wasn't human!
Eh, I was wrong. I definitely didn't mean to say that she was a thing … Just thinking back to my ridiculous Quests made me realize that my System wasn't a thing at all!
[… You're overflowing with evil intentions. If you don't keep your mouth shut, I'll have that child beat you up. Just one punch will definitely make you unable to take care of yourself.]
Hmph, you're underestimating me far too much. Do you really think that you can use violence to shut my mouth? Yep, of course it's possible. Can face be eaten? I'll shut up from now on.
As I looked at Donatis' pitiful appearance, I thought about how it would feel to have a fist larger than a city smashing into me. Then, I became a rational man who knew when to yield.
That's right, the only person in the world who could command the Titans was my System (Astrya). After all, to the Titans who had experienced the Creation Era, Astrya would forever be the creator and mother who had created him.
Children would always miss their mothers.
Family was carved into their souls. It was impossible to erase.
Time would only cause longing to settle.
Reuniting with Astrya would be both joyous and sad.
Even now, I could still remember that when the Titan Titan met Astrya, the gigantic God in the clouds actually sat down and wept like a child …
Cough, in order to prevent trouble from coming from my mouth, I should shut up. Right now, the gigantic god was beating up a child, and he seemed to be having fun.
The bronze War God was currently in a daze from being beaten up. He had probably never met a fist larger than his head before. He was unable to defend against or dodge every thunderous punch that came from above his head. The first three punches had already shattered his super heavy sword, which had never been damaged in the slightest. The Titan War God could only use his body to take the remaining punches.
The Titan War God didn't use any supernatural abilities. He simply used brute force, which Donatis loved the most. He kept punching Donatis's physical body and soul. Donatis was already ridiculously strong for being able to last so long without becoming a pile of mush.
The powerful Donatis was smashed into the ground. He angrily roared, causing the entire world to fear him to do battle. However, it was all useless. The Titan War God maintained his original rhythm as he punched Donatis again and again.
[Don't think too much about it. This is the Titan War God's only way of fighting. He doesn't have any other supernatural abilities. Back in the day, we all fought like this.]
Was this the style of the previous Divine Wars? The two Creator Goddesses of Order and Chaos brought a bunch of half-naked muscular men to play mud wrestling? This scene was so beautiful that I didn't even dare to imagine it. Please give me back the beautiful epics from the myths!
[…]
"Please don't remain silent! This makes me wonder if the ancient Divine Wars were really fought like this!? "
I remained silent. Alright then, let's not worry about such useless things and return to the battlefield.
At this point, nobody believed that Donatis would be able to obtain victory. The only question was how long he would be able to last. And our mission was to stop the other Main Gods and not give Donatis any chance of survival.
Heimor was still fighting against Barbarot on the ground. However, everyone knew that the two old acquaintances weren't that much stronger than each other. It would be impossible to determine a victor in a short period of time, not to mention whether Donatis would live or die.
Meanwhile, my opponent, Sophocles the Deceiver, was clearly our only hope on the battlefield. However, he kept on casually fighting against me. Every time he fought, he only lightly touched the ground. It seemed like he wasn't using his full strength at all.
I even suspected that Sophocles wanted to see Donatis die here. However, I instinctively felt that something was off. If Donatis died in battle, not only would the invasion of the Chaos Abyss fail, we wouldn't possibly give up on this opportunity to kill him either. Being able to kill two Chaos Main Gods in the mortal plane was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Finally, what I had been waiting for finally happened. Sophocles took an incomprehensible action.
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