Pa——!

Olivia reacted with extreme speed, decisively snapping her fingers the moment she realized they were caught in a war of the ages.

A gust of colorful Spiritual Wind blew by, and the four of them rapidly disappeared from the beach.

[Gem Witchcraft: Tourmaline: False Mirror Image]

Given the unclear situation, they opted to become observers for the time being. Even if they couldn’t completely shield themselves from the gods’ gaze, they could at least try to avoid being innocently caught up.

Rumble... Rumble...

The earth roared, and the sky trembled. No one knew how long the battle had already raged.

The most magnificent momentum undoubtedly belonged to the gods: Several kilometers away, seated at the zenith of the sky was a formidable and stunning young goddess.

Her appearance was that of a girl with a full head of black hair, flowing like ink. Her skin was as white as snow, as though draped in flowing blood over her graceful body.

Wearing a golden crown, her lower half was cloaked in a crimson red dress that concealed her feet, while her upper body was barely covered by a vividly red liquid armor, revealing large expanses of gleaming pale skin. She was a femme fatale as lethal as poison.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!...

On her, an endless red divine light stretched for hundreds of miles, and in her hand, the golden divine bow never missed its mark.

Countless semi-transparent humanoid followers clad in bright battle armor surrounded her, constantly maneuvering through the sky, engaged in a fierce battle with what seemed like an infinite number of "flagellated worms."

From time to time, combat units from both sides plummeted to the ground from the sky.

Although the center of the battlefield was several kilometers away, the intense battle quickly spread above the beach where the small group stood, thanks to the movement capabilities of high-tier Transcendents and gods.

In the sky, there was another male god with a lion’s head and an eagle’s body, roaring like thunder, valiantly defending the beautiful goddess beside him.

Roar... Roar...

As the earlier god fell, he immediately counterattacked without concern for himself, striking down two Tier 4 human Transcendents.

"That should be ’Inanna, the God of Love, Blood, and War,’ one of the Three Pillar Gods of the Muriyan Civilization.

The other is the Assistant God ’Ninurta, God of Thunder and Rain,’ offspring of ’Enlil, King of the Air,’ also one of the Three Pillar Gods, and..."

Jelos quickly introduced the identities of these gods to them.

Then he glanced at the rushing river beneath his feet with a frown:

"The one who just fell is the Water God Adad. This is definitely not an ordinary conflict; it’s simply a full-scale war between humans and gods!

The Secret Realm in the Animal Kingdom was not a mere coincidence; did such inconceivable events also happen in ancient times?"

Apart from the "Spirit Realm Sun" and "Spirit Realm Sea," everything in the Spiritual World displayed an external image that processed by the world’s rules.

Molded by the energy of the Spirit Realm in combination with the residues left in the collective unconscious of the Material World.

The original source might come from true history, might be someone’s fantasy, or even a whim from a powerful being. Of course, it could also be that native residents of the Spirit Realm have no relation to the Material World.

Aiven had also visited Jelos’s [Witchcraft Garden: Uruk Great Temple], obviously an incomparable large-scale religious venue, seemingly just a segment of the Muriyan Civilization’s history.

It was still during the honeymoon phase of the human-god relationship.

Rustle... Rustle...

At this moment, a light drizzle began to fall from the sky, as if the whole world were mourning the fall of the Water God Adad.

Meanwhile, the floodwaters in the river that had become of him continued to rise. If it weren’t right next to the sea, the entire Muriya could have been overwhelmed by drought turning into floods.

However.

Even though it was confirmed to be a genuine god-extermination battle, and they witnessed a Demigod’s "fall," none of them planned to dive into the river to see if there were any spoils left by a Demigod.

Aiven had long realized that these [Time Prisons] were dungeons that could be endlessly refreshed, and all "survivors" in ancient civilizations were mere NPCs out of their control.

The only difference being that there was no hope of exploiting the World Consciousness.

Everything with extremely high value within the [Time Prison], such as divinity, divine artifacts, etc., were all fake, only effective in the tributary of this stream of time.

Even the most ordinary flesh would deteriorate as soon as it reached outside; only technological products and knowledge based on unchanging physical rules were treasures that could be taken out.

Otherwise, if one could continuously farm [Divinity] by using the [Time Prison], wouldn’t that be a bug in the world?

The incident in the Zongderilic Civilization had already proven this point.

So they focused their attention instead on the human troop on the other side.

"They don’t differ much from what’s depicted in the murals, but there’s something odd about them; not only can they harm gods, but they also don’t fear the gods’ higher-dimensional contamination?"

Apart from the slightly more primitive "flagellated worms" compared to [Space: Purifier] and [Murals·Purifier], the most eye-catching were the heavily armed troops known as "Armored Warriors" seen in the murals.

The "Armored Warriors" wore heavy black armor that resembled insect carapaces, with fine lines like wood fiber on the surface. They wielded uniform black cross-shaped enormous long halberds, like mountains or forests.

The heads of the halberds were exceptionally smooth, black, and shiny as a mirror; while effective enough when hitting the opposing followers, it wasn’t obvious.

However, when "God of Thunder and Rain" Ninurta charged forward continuously, he was able to leave very noticeable scars on the body of a demigod.

This utterly overturns everyone’s common sense.

Furthermore, these "Armored Warriors" were obviously extremely formidable [Spiritualists], with at least one-third being Tier 3, and Tier 4 was definitely not a rarity.

According to Aiven’s previous explorations and the intelligence from "Sky Goddess" Kurutena, the Spiritual Talent of intelligent creatures in the Material World would diminish due to the continuous harvesting by Era Catastrophes.

In eras long past, the number of High-tier Transcendents was considerable, which was not hard to understand.

"Ha, what a narrow escape from a foe."

As Aiven’s [Eye of Profound Wisdom] continuously scanned the surroundings, he unexpectedly found a group of Ancient God’s Followers fighting desperately alongside the forces under the War God, Inanna, against these "Armored Warriors."

"For the sake of collecting inexplicable fingernails, these guys are really fighting hard, actually managing to align themselves under the forces of these Muriyan Gods?

Well, maybe it has something to do with none of them being humans."

At this moment, Aiven suddenly heard Olivia gasp beside him:

"This is... Aiven, the Muriyan people have actually created a unique material capable of harming gods! How unbelievable!"

The girl, possessing the supreme tool for analyzing the Material World [True Sight Demon Eye], clearly had a different focus compared to the [Eye of Profound Wisdom].

She grabbed Aiven’s hand and shared her vision with him.

Her eyes already revealed formulas and runes, including material composition, preparation methods, conversion rules, weaknesses... as if able to exhaust the essence of all things in the world.

[Cross Long Halberd · Material: Black Tin]

The material foundation is one of the "gold, silver, copper, iron, tin" metals, somewhat akin to Zongderilic Civilization’s [mountain copper], a metal with mysterious traits.

The Muriyan people’s study of bioenergy is unmatched in the history of human civilization in the Material World because the raw material for [Black Tin] is... the hatred of mortals!

For demigods, who rely on faith as their source of power, worship is "poison," as faith, positive emotions, and even fear can provide them with power.

However, the emotion of hatred strong enough to want to kill the opponent is a thorough poison.

One or two people may be inconsequential, but the combined power of millions is formidable, especially when it includes numerous [Spiritualists].

"Thousands pointing fingers, death without ailment," the betrayal from all devotees can plunge a demigod into the abyss. This is the "God’s" inherent attribute, unaffected by the immortal trait of [Divinity].

Yet the two individuals vaguely noticed the limitations; only the hatred corresponding to a particular god could yield the best effect, while hatred not directed towards the target might only have a basic effect.

[Armor · Material: Plant Fiber, White Lead]

The principle of [White Lead] is similar to [Black Tin], only replaced by millions of blessings: "not harmed by so-and-so," "so-and-so unable to kill you"....

Capable of resisting the power radiated from the "Mythical Form," preventing accidental death from the radiated forces released by gods (having resistance limits).

The application of [Black Tin] and [White Lead] places humans and gods back on the same channel, making the temporary killing of gods possible.

Even if demigods may very likely revive in some region in the future, it is already a huge improvement over the past gulf.

"Fight! For the future of humanity!"

"All human misfortunes stem from the greedy gods!"

"Humans are not cattle and sheep, do not need domineering masters!"

"Even if it’s a god, I’ll show you they can be slain!"

"Armored Warriors" roared repeatedly, venting accumulated resentments over countless years through their weapons, as if trying to overturn the entire world.

Clang! Clang! Clang!...

Let Olivia continue to analyze those two mysterious metals, Aiven’s [Eye of Profound Wisdom] flashed again.

Not only the battlefield before him, but even half of Muriya Island was in his sight, with endless information converging in his mind, he already figured out what was happening now.

Clearly, whether the war is lost or won, the rule of the Muriyan Gods is already teetering.

Nonetheless.

Despite the humans’ poignant struggle against the gods’ reckless disasters, and the combat being harrowing enough.

But once this world line is reset, everything becomes meaningless.

The ambition, the grief, the heroics... all the great human virtues are but silhouettes in a segment of history. Even if Aiven and others intervene, they can’t change the past at all.

"Let’s go, I saw that Paracelsus Wizard should be in Uruk City now; let’s talk about these Ancient God’s Followers after we finish the task."

Regrettably, while they wished to stay out of it, someone disagreed.

Amidst the battle formation.

A gust passed by, and suddenly the old witch Baba Yaga, the leader of this group of Ancient God’s Followers, twitched her nose and turned abruptly to look in Aiven’s direction, shouting:

"Such a familiar scent! Who is hiding there?!"