Anger, like lava flowing on the earth.

The dimmed Sun God emitted a chilling voice, starkly contrasting its former glory:

"I hope you can continue to maintain that clever tongue of yours."

One by one, emotionless, the giant gods with diverse postures began to charge.

The whole world trembled under their footsteps.

Most of them were mere puppets, each infused with a hint of the true deity's divine power, hence Losa called them "Idols," but a few seemed to possess fragmented divine thought like God Abis, with eyes and movements more vibrant and threatening.

Leading the charge was Geb, one of the Nine Pillar Celestial Gods, a figure made from earth and stone, crowned with a comically large goose head, whose punch could compress the air pressure to a hardened steel-like intensity.

"Holy!"

The Female Knight on the dragon's back unfurled golden Holy Flame wings, infusing them into her Holy Spear as she thrust against the heavy punch.

Golden Radiance clashed with the iron fist, terrible waves blew the Blazing Wing Angels like a dinghy in a storm, while the arm of the stone giant shattered upon impact with the Holy Spear.

The green, emaciated mummy stepped over boundless white bones and endless wraiths, pointing her Scepter from afar.

The Golden Coffin enveloping the four corners of the world emitted a terrifying suction, attempting to draw out his indestructible soul —though this attempt failed, Losa still felt his life force rapidly draining away.

His ears were blocked, his golden dragon eyes clouded with white haze, senses plunged into chaos.

The Red-Black Dragon subconsciously began struggling desperately, as if some invisible rope were entwined around his body.

A massive crocodile head emerged from the ground, biting toward the dragon's wing; this Ancient God whom Losa had previously defeated was reeled back to form by Shemir with remnants of divine artifact.

Crunch—

At this moment, sharp iron wings sliced through the crocodile's belly, the Red-Black Dragon that appeared trapped in various negative states opened his eyes anew, clearing the haziness, revealing cold and merciless dragon eyes.

Organs and blood slipped from the belly of the Crocodile God.

The giant dragon's iron-like claws reached back, unexpectedly grabbing the elusive feline goddess hiding in shadows, her slim body crushed into pulp compared to the giant gods.

The Red-Black Dragon sneered, grinning a mouth full of menacing white fangs, seemingly mocking the killing formation Shemir set as he charged back at the giant gods without hesitation.

Boom—

The head crown struck away the Earth God.

An Ancient God with the body of a woman and the head of a menacing cobra, her entire form moving like a boneless snake, quickly coiled around the Red-Black Dragon, venomous fangs savagely biting into Losa's Scale Armor, injecting deadly toxins along the lava-patterned cracks.

Following closely was a half-human, half-antelope goddess, riding tumultuous floods, bending her bow to shoot a deadly arrow, the legendary Elephant Goddess.

The returning Earth God Geb pressed his hand against the ground, sending stones and earth flying up as he embraced them in a massive stone pillar and hurled it fiercely at Losa.

Yet the deadly poison did not numb the Red-Black Dragon's body.

As Jeanne deflected the incoming arrow with a golden strike, Losa promptly deployed his Demon Warrior talent, his terrifying spiritual power entirely shifted to his physique, tearing the cobra goddess that bound him into two.

Casually discarding the slain cobra goddess, he stomped her snake head, advancing like an unstoppable war chariot, crushing his enemies before him.

Subsequently, every part of the Red-Black Dragon became deadly weapons—claws, fangs, head hammer, spine, knife-like wings, powerful dragon tail...

Just like that, the rock giant Geb was torn into fragments of earth and stone, even when those fragments regrouped into smaller stone giants upon landing, they posed no threat any longer.

Outside, two Dragon Blood descendants watched, mesmerized, unable to resist loudly applauding.

Orhan couldn't help but vigorously pat the Sharp Claw Dragon's back: "Learned something, have you? This is how a dragon should fight!"

Learned nothing.

The Sharp Claw Dragon rolled its eyes, wake up, buddy, we only have a drop of the boss's blood, not really his invincible dragon body. You weren't still dreaming of riding the boss's back someday, right?

The Ottoman Family harbored an obsession with taming powerful dragons, and Orhan was no exception.

Ever since learning that Losa was the giant dragon Vivian once rode, he often fantasized about the chance to ride it himself.

Their friendship between sovereign and vassal might merely be a jest, yet as a descendant, such thoughts were truly rebellious.

Boom—

A swipe of the dragon tail caused the earthen stone giants formed from the Earth God's remains to collapse en masse; fire roasted them dry, rendering them unable to regroup.

Losa, now imbuing all spiritual power into his physique, his close combat ability far surpassed Shemir's estimations, with ancient gods possessing varied abilities joined into a killing formation, yet a third had already been dismantled into fragments by Losa.

Shemir furrowed his brow; in the guise of the Sun God, he could accept more Power of Faith, which was his source to continue fighting and the fountainhead sustaining the manifestation of so many Ancient God Idols.

If he shifted into another form, like the Nile River Goddess or Rain God, it might counter Losa and the Blazing Wing Angels somewhat, but the divine artifacts he possessed for these two were incomplete.

He weighed whether the transformation was worthwhile.

But at that moment, a subtle air current brushed past his ears, and the ominous King-slaying Blade was thrust from that terrifying Assassin's hand.

Cherina failed to immediately overpower this weapon deeply seeded with malignancy, instead reached a temporary accord with the Artifact Spirit within, stabbing with this sword induced overwhelming resentment to flood Shemir's consciousness like a breach.

Ahead, those Ancient Gods fighting the dragon suddenly became much slower, they didn't possess much intelligence initially, fighting like marionettes under Shemir's control, losing Shemir's manipulation, they seemed more like mindless puppets, quickly cleared by Losa and Jeanne.

The black blade of King-slaying Blade pierced through the Sun God Body, causing crack patterns akin to ice-broken ceramics to rapidly spread across his entire body.

The Sun God Body wasn't Shemir's true form, but the two were intricately connected.