Hyper-Dimensional Player-Chapter 390 - 19: Suppressing Hell

The giant dragon appeared.

Duncan’s mana began to surge upwards rapidly, already defying the logic of mana outbursts. With the emergence of the colossal form of the second human body, Duncan’s mana pool even surpassed that of King Solomon before him, breaking through the mortal ceiling.

Dragon Knight!

In an instant, Duncan’s figure leaped up and landed on the back of the ice dragon roaring through the sky.

Originally relying on spells to hold the mobility advantage, King Solomon was now completely suppressed. The giant dragon was truly the overlord of the sky, and his spells might not dare to clash with a true dragon species in the air.

Buzz!

At the moment Duncan reached out his hand, the cursed long spear embedded in the ground fell into his palm. As he grasped it, he hurled it out immediately.

Rumble!

The cursed long spear streaked across the sky like blood-red lightning, and upon hitting the ground, it caused a tremendous explosive impact, leaving a bottomless pit. The demon god-transformed King Solomon barely managed to dodge, and with a wave from Duncan, the cursed long spear returned to his hand once again.

This was the curse order of Celtic mythology; many divine artifacts have the ability to return automatically to their owner.

——Master-level Throwing.

Duncan’s moves always seemed so ordinary, the most basic Master-level throwing ability, combined with his unyielding frenzy of giant strength, and the divine artifact-level cursed long spear, along with the curse order for weapon retrieval, formed a nearly unstoppable basic attack offensive.

One word!

Fast.

Great power, rapid attack speed.

Duncan had just thrown the cursed long spear in his hand, and in the next second, the ground seemed to be bombarded like a missile, followed by the cursed long spear reappearing in his hand, sending another streak of blood-red lightning across the sky.

Throughout, Duncan’s mana was used solely for retrieving the cursed long spear.

This kind of offensive, he could launch hundreds or even thousands of times, as long as his stamina recovery kept up, his basic attack was like a bombardment that could ravage the entire battlefield area.

Who said physical attacks couldn’t bombard the enemy?

If Duncan hadn’t yet mastered the power of lightning or had weapons like Mjolnir, he would have wanted to emulate the Lightning Spear Amazon from Diablo since among the combat skills Duncan mastered, throwing ability was top-notch.

In a condition where his own brute strength was exceedingly abnormal, the explosive output of thrown weapons was even more astonishing!

However, in the Middle Ages, it was impossible to break through the ceiling of a Master of Throwing; only some special high magic worlds could possibly reach the concept level of throwing ability. The mythical era had ended long ago; if he could return to the mythical era and encounter beings like the Amazon, Duncan might have the possibility to further enhance the limits of his throwing skills.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

One after another, the blood-red lightning fell like missiles from the sky, washing the ground.

For a while, the demon god-transformed King Solomon completely lost the initiative, forced to endure Duncan’s persistent cursed long spear like a lingering ailment.

——Curse Order - Inescapable!

After dodging several attacks in succession, the demon god-transformed King Solomon began to attempt a counterattack. He possessed the ability of instant chant, but unfortunately, Duncan’s basic attack offensive was faster than his spellcasting. King Solomon had prepared, but just as he flickered to dodge, the blood-red lightning in the air suddenly changed its trajectory, directly re-locking onto his figure.

On the cursed long spear, the engraved Celtic runes burst forth, directly locking onto his figure.

"Inescapable Curse Order?"

"The power of the Celtic gods!..."

Thud.

King Solomon let out a painful grunt as the cursed long spear had already pierced through his chest, and the curse applied on it seeped into his blood, gradually weakening him.

Duncan allowed him to dodge a few times first, get accustomed to the attack trajectory of the cursed long spear, and then activated the Inescapable Curse Order.

At this moment.

The giant ice dragon under Duncan took a deep breath.

——Frost Breath!

A frost breath powerful enough to freeze mana enveloped everything within a hundred meters, not needing to lock onto targets; just a massive area freeze effect was sufficient.

Because Duncan’s next wave of offensive was already complete.

His figure stood up, took out the Nord Bow, and the massive mana began to gather crazily.

——Law of Cause and Effect - Arrow of Certain Hit!

The Sword of Oath and Victory transformed into a light sword, which Duncan directly placed on the Nord Bow.

The omen of death continuously echoed.

The demon god-transformed King Solomon finally showed a hint of fear, his power began to run wild, and phantom shadows of demon gods overlapped with him, forming dozens of protective barriers, seemingly trying to use this method to block the attack.

But soon, he foresaw the future and saw the outcome. No matter how he defended, it was impossible to stop Duncan’s arrow.

The light arrow pierced through the air.

As soon as the Sword of Oath and Victory was shot, the demon god-transformed King Solomon was struck.

His entire chest was shattered, forming a more than one-meter diameter hole, and his massive body was gradually falling apart, as the power of faith from Avalon had already destroyed the magic power foundation sustaining his existence. This arrow of the Law of Cause and Effect simply had no trajectory, and naturally, there was no saying of blocking it.

One shot, one kill!

There was no way to evade, Solomon hadn’t grown strong enough to ignore the Law of Cause and Effect.

But at this moment, the already foreseen future, where Solomon saw the scene of his own death, he also activated his last summoning ceremony.

Unnoticed, a shadow of a magnificent divine hall loomed behind him, in which an extremely noticeable chest made from acacia wood and wrapped inside and out with pure gold stood. On top of the chest were two angels made of gold, facing each other with their wings forming an enclosed space.

The Ark of the Covenant?!

Duncan’s expression was very surprised.

A dimly blood-red large door slowly rose, but it was not the Gate of Heaven opened in Merlin’s foreseen future, but instead, a gate belonging to the monotheistic mythological system, the alternate realm gate leading to the stronghold of the fallen angels.

——Ultimate Summoning - Gate of Hell.

Since the summoned Heroic Spirit is King Solomon, not the Twelve Saints serving Christ, the gate opened is naturally not the Gate of Heaven.

At this moment, the demonized King Solomon transformed into the ultimate sacrificial offering of the summoning ritual.

Behind that blood-red Gate of Hell, countless shadows of demons and fallen angels emerged, and even a terrifying figure looming on the Hell Throne stared at Duncan in the Land of the Otherworld.

——Lucifer (Lord of Hell) (Satan) [Golden Skull Mark].

Damn!

Someone is cheating.

Duncan looked at the slowly rising Gate of Hell before him, his expression more serious than ever.

This one can’t be defeated.

But since King Solomon decided to cheat, he wouldn’t hold back either.

Who doesn’t have a mythical system backing them up?

Let’s cheat!

Duncan’s figure shot into the sky, blowing the Golden Dragon Horn in his hand.

Rumble!

A golden thunder suddenly descended from the sky.

As the Gate of Hell gradually took shape, in this interstice beyond reality, countless Heroic Spirits’ chants rose up.

Woo woo woo!

Horns resounded in succession, and the figures of nine Valkyries danced around Duncan. In an instant, a magnificent rainbow appeared in the sky.

——Rainbow Bridge!

——Asgard - Heroic Spirit Hall!

Behind Duncan, the phantom of the goddess Minerva-Athena appeared. She held the Victory Spear, helmeted, and watched the deepest part of Hell with a grave expression. Around her were apparitions of ancient Greek gods awakening over the centuries, like Diana with her golden bow and arrow. Other ancient Greek and Roman gods, not yet fully recovered, were reflected beside them.

And above Duncan, as the gates of the Heroic Spirit Hall slowly opened, tens of thousands of Nordic Heroic Spirits surged out, every inch of the Rainbow Bridge filled with the sound of enthusiastic and warlike roars.

——Odin (Norse Main God) [Golden Skull Mark]!

Boom.

The Gate of Hell, which was gradually forming, was suddenly forced back by a giant hand descending from the sky. In the depths of Hell, countless wailing sounds of lost souls echoed, accompanied by a furious, low roar.

A pitch-black giant hand attempted to stabilize the Gate of Hell once more, but at that moment, Athena’s Victory Spear shot through the air, evaporating the black giant hand directly.

Two against one!

Polytheism and Monotheism camps clashed.

It seemed to realize that it couldn’t contend with the polytheistic forces behind Duncan with its strength alone.

The image of the Ark in the Divine Hall gradually dissipated.

The terrifying figure in the depths of Hell also abandoned its descent. If it forced its way down, it would likely be besieged by the two Divine Kings of the Greek Pantheon and Norse Pantheon.

But not yet.

This is the ultimate clash of mythological systems, but it couldn’t fully unfold in this era where myths have ebbed.

Reality simply couldn’t withstand their avatars descending together.

The root laws of the entire world quivered slightly, and a force far surpassing the gods’ powers of law forcibly suppressed everyone present, whether it was Duncan, or the summoned avatars of other deities.

Everyone went silent!

The world’s root suppression wouldn’t allow them to escalate the battle to such a scale; the impact and destruction would be immeasurable.

The world only permits battles within an endurable scope to decide future era developments.

At this moment, the Gate of Hell was suppressed.

Odin’s phantom was forced back to Asgard by the world’s suppression force, while the Rainbow Bridge and Heroic Spirit Hall gradually disappeared. The apparition of Minerva-Athena slowly faded away, leaving only King Solomon’s corpse, bit by bit turning into nothingness.

In the deepest reflection of the Gate of Hell, Lucifer remained silent.

Without opening the Gate of Heaven, he had no chance of winning.

Yet Norse Mythology too hasn’t gone all out, as other Nordic gods hadn’t appeared, nor did the World-Ending Black Dragon - Nidhogg, the Earthly Python - Jörmungandr, and the Demon Wolf Fenrir. These creatures symbolize the Twilight of the Gods but have always been the Nordic mythology’s trump card.

Lucifer represents the dark aspect of Monotheism, whereas these creatures are the dark aspect of the Nordic Pantheon.

The world’s root suppresses everything!

Everyone present no longer resisted the world’s suppression, retreating to their original realms.

Then everything seemed as if nothing had ever happened. Duncan slowly exited his Mythical Form, returning to an ordinary human appearance. Just Lucifer alone didn’t intimidate Duncan much; the only one he feared all along was a presence that seemed never to have truly descended.

Perhaps God truly doesn’t care, or maybe God has become a sort of concept of the world.

But unless Duncan thoroughly severs the real-world faith of Monotheism, he won’t touch the ultimate boundary of this belief system.

As the dust settled, the victor was decided.

Half a month later.

Italy, Vatican, Roman Curia, the current Pope Leo VI suddenly died from a mysterious illness. Shortly after, the Archbishop from Britain became the new Pope, known to the world as Patrick V.

Beneath the guise of tranquility, the tide of era transformation has begun anew.

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