The battle between the human gods and the Orc gods broke out again in another part of the void.
To be precise, it was a battle between the human gods and the "alliance with the Orc gods as the core."
In terms of numbers, the Orcs naturally had the upper hand in the battle.
Many believers of the fallen gods were still there, and so were the big shots or good friends of the god system. More importantly, the God Kingdom was still there, and the saints in the God Kingdom were still there. Under such circumstances, as long as they could replenish their Divine Power in time, resurrection was not difficult. It was just a matter of spending some time and a large amount of Divine Power, and then choosing between "taking over the body of a saint" or "taking over the position of a saint."
Two to three days had passed since the previous battle. Among the fallen gods, except for some of the Orc gods who could not be resurrected, most of them had already been resurrected. They brought along the Oracles and Demigods under their command, forming a large black mass that looked rather imposing.
Unfortunately, all of them looked pale and nervous, and they did not seem to have the upper hand. It was as if he was surrounded by a group of people or facing some kind of peerless ferocious beast. He looked as if he was going to die, and the only thing that could be seen was how he would die.
As for the human side, although they were at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, they had a great advantage in terms of momentum. With smiles on their faces, they laughed and talked about how to celebrate the victory.
Even though there were tens of thousands of them on one side, and no more than a hundred on the other side, the situation was exactly the opposite.
"How strange!" Sui Xiong looked at the battlefield from afar and shook his head.
This time, Arcaian and the others had also participated in the battle, but the Orc gods had almost all sent out their incarnations. The destruction of the incarnations would not lead to the death of the gods, so Sui Xiong was not worried and could watch the battle with peace of mind.
Beside Sui Xiong, the God of Justice Yorgaardman was also watching the battle. His expression was a little complicated, with a lot of joy, a lot of excitement, and a little bit of worry.
Although it was impossible for him to participate in this unjust war due to his Divine Title, he was still a human, after all. Seeing that humans could become the overlords of the Main Plane as long as they won this war, it was inevitable that he would be happy.
"The outcome of this battle has been decided," said Wenner, who was standing on the other side. Standing on the other side, the God of War, Wenner, said, "I don't see any possibility of the Beastmen winning."
Sui Xiong nodded. He also thought so.
Even though the Orcs had the advantage in numbers and many great Divine Powers, there was only one great Divine Power left in his true form, and that was Wild Beast Trevor. That guy was the "God of Orc Madness", and was considered a senior among the Orc Gods. It was just that his brain was not very good. He was usually fine, but when it came to fighting, he often went crazy. He would rush to where there were more enemies, and he did not understand any strategy or tactics at all.
This could also be seen from his Divine Title. As one of the first berserk Orcs, Trevor himself was a slightly insane person. After becoming a god, he became the protector of all the berserk Beastmen. Almost all of his followers were battle maniacs or berserkers. A god like this was really not of much use.
Apart from this great Divine Power, the Orc gods also had two Ancestral Beasts. Both of them had enough power to make ordinary great Divine Powers retreat. In total, there were three Great Divine Powers, which was just enough to reach the level of a large God Branch.
Other than these three great Divine Powers, the Orcs also had many other incarnations of great Divine Powers. Altogether, they could probably make up a lineup of six or seven great Divine Powers.
With this lineup against the combination of the God of Light, the God of Heroes, and the God of Protection, even Sui Xiong could not see that they had any chance of winning.
Just the God of Light alone would probably be enough to break through this lineup.
Although the incarnations of great Divine Powers seemed to be at the level of great Divine Powers on the surface, there was still a gap between the incarnations and the original body. The main gap was in terms of "output efficiency." The original body of a great Divine Power could unleash the power of a great Divine Power in every attack, but the incarnations were different. No matter how much Divine Power was given to them, they could only unleash the power of a great Divine Power intermittently.
In this kind of battle, this could obviously be considered a fatal injury.
"Actually, the key for the Orcs is the three great Divine Powers of the Orc God Branch. If those three die, they will lose." Wenner looked at the two opposing sides and said slowly, "If I were Wuther, I would directly attack and kill those three, and the rest would naturally scatter."
Sui Xiong nodded. If it were him, he would most likely make the same choice.
But the God of Light did not do so. He only led the human gods and coldly faced off against the overwhelming army on the opposite side. He had no intention of attacking at all.
Obviously, he was very confident and was not anxious at all.
"I have a question." Before the battle began, the God of Wisdom of the Orc race, an old Foxman, spoke. "If the humans win this battle, what do you plan to do?"
The God of Light glanced at him and coldly replied, "We'll talk about it after we win."
"If we win, we will ask the humans to move half of their population out of the Main Plane and hand over at least one-third of their current territory," the Foxman God said. "What about you?"
The God of Light directly ignored him. Instead, it was the human God of Diplomacy who replied, "Our King has already said, we'll talk about it after we win!"
"Does this mean that the humans' conditions will be even harsher than this?" The Foxman God continued. "For example, other than the humans, all other races must move out of the Main Plane?"
The God of Diplomacy laughed coldly. "You are about to die. Why are you thinking so much? Our King has already given his orders. In today's battle, the other gods from the other god systems do not matter, but the Orc gods will not be able to live! The long-standing grievances between our two races shall end today! "
The Foxman God still wanted to say something, but the God of Light had already coldly put on his helmet and raised his sword.
"Attack!" he roared and turned into a stream of light, rushing towards the overwhelming army on the opposite side.
Facing the charging God of Light, even if the Foxman God wanted to say something, it was too late.
The only great Divine Power in the Orc God System, the Mad Orc God Trevor, also roared and turned into a red giant beast, rushing towards the stream of light.
At the same time, deep within the Orc army, two huge creatures opened their eyes.
After the Orc race's ancestral god had fallen, six giant beasts were born from his corpse. Each of them had powers that even great Divine Powers had to be wary of, and they were called "ancestral beasts."
In the past, not long after the six great ancestral beasts were born, the main god of the Human God System, the God of Knights, came to find them. One side had not had time to fully mature, while the other side was in its prime. After a fierce battle, four of the six great ancestral beasts had fallen, and the God of Knights had also been seriously injured and had not fully recovered until his death.
Among the four ancestral beasts that had fallen, the Big Poisonous Python's corpse had given birth to the "Iron Mask Ferocious Spirit," Snakenell. The Mad Orc Trevor and the "Sky Devourer," Lefon, had each swallowed a part of the "Sun Devourer" corpse after becoming gods, and thus became great Divine Powers. The bodies of the "Infinite Giant Snake" and the "Golden Rooster" had been used to create the Orcs' God Kingdom, the "Endless Field." The remaining "Bird of Death" and "Dragon of Death" had been recuperating, waiting for the final battle.
Now, it was time for the final battle.
The huge beasts stretched their bodies and let out an angry roar that made even the gods tremble.
The first to attack was the "Bird of Death." This beast looked like a crow that had been magnified countless times, but every feather was surrounded by a surging aura of death. With a hoarse cry, the void in front of it suddenly turned grey, like a grey river, rushing towards Trevor and Wuther, who were fighting fiercely.
Following closely behind, the "Dragon of Death" that looked like a giant dragon's skeleton also launched the same attack. The two grey torrents converged, but they were clearly separated and had no intention of merging. They were just mixed, surging, and rushing towards the target.
Wuther's strength was naturally far above Trevor's, but Trevor had completely gone berserk at the beginning of the battle, and his strength had increased exponentially in a short period of time. Compared to the injured Snakenell, he was clearly much stronger. Even if Wuther went all out, he would not be able to take him down in a short period of time.
At this moment, the joint attack of the two ancestral beasts arrived in front of him.
They did not seem to care about Trevor at all, and even seemed to have the intention of killing the two gods at the same time. Perhaps this was the Orc's strategy. Trevor would entangle Wuther, and then they would directly use their ultimate move to cleanse the battlefield.
Sacrificing a comrade to fight for a chance to eliminate the great demon king was never a rare thing.
However, the great demon king had no intention of cooperating.
Seeing the torrent of death in front of him, Wuther smiled coldly. Holding the big sword in his right hand, he pushed Trevor away, and with his left hand, he took out the war hammer and swung it at the torrent of death.
"Useless old thing, don't make a fool of yourself!"
The war hammer swung down, and the torrent of death seemed to have met a strong dam. It stirred up huge waves and rolled back. The Orc gods were so frightened that their expressions changed, and they all retreated.
At the same time, the big sword in Wuther's right hand suddenly changed, from fierce and fierce to soft and delicate. In an instant, it bypassed Trevor's battle axe, and as if it was powerless, it lightly touched Trevor's chest.
The Mad Orc God, who had just been roaring and fighting fiercely, suddenly froze in place and did not move an inch.
"You do have some skills." Wuther turned back to look at him, and there was some admiration in his eyes. "Not a human. What a pity!"
Trevor did not reply. His body gradually turned into countless spots of light, dissipating in all directions.
On the other side, the two ancestral beasts tried to catch the torrent of death that was rolling back, but they were forced to retreat continuously. In one breath, they retreated for a long time before they staggered and stabilized their footsteps. Their bodies were still shaking, and it was obvious that they had suffered serious injuries.
The joint attack of the three great Divine Powers had ended in a crushing defeat.
The power of the God of Light, Wuther, was really terrifying and shocking!
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