Hyper-Dimensional Player-Chapter 470 - 72: The Gods Reshuffle, Era of City and Nation Annihilation (Part 4)
The sonic boom shrieked!
Duncan did not hesitate at all. While sprinting, he hurled two more javelins. Over three hundred meters away, the figure of Prometheus scrambled to dodge, tumbling directly off the Golden War Chariot. Yet, his chest and abdomen were already pierced, and he spewed a mouthful of fresh blood.
Since he wanted to start a war, he must pay the price!
"Pity. He’s not dead."
"If it were the Number One Human Form, he would’ve been shot dead!"
The Barbarians only excel at throwing skills, rarely using bows and arrows.
Both fell into heavy encirclement.
Heads darkened the surroundings, thousands of soldiers had them tightly surrounded.
Roar!
A thunderous battle roar.
Hegel raised a shield and charged through a bloody path. As Duncan tossed the grandfather to him, blood and thunder, death and fury, the dense human wall was hacked into a scene of Corpse Mountain and Blood Sea. The two forcibly broke out of the encirclement; where they passed was all shattered bodies. Finally, Duncan’s figure leapt over a cliff and vanished directly into the sea’s waves.
"I will come back for you!..."
"In the name of the Furious Gods!..."
Hegel’s blood-red eyes stared at the distant Prometheus, who was struggling to rise again, holding the grandfather. Without any hesitation, he also leapt into the sea.
This is how things had developed.
The Furious Gods no longer have the possibility of cooperating with the indigenous gods of the Golden Coast.
The human gods, in the end, will still have a showdown!
Rumble!
Uncertain when, the sky was already overcast with clouds. As Hegel plunged into the sea, the sky suddenly surged with winds and clouds, like the wrath of the Furious Gods. Waves crashed against reefs, lightning snakes danced in the clouds, and massive ominous outlines faintly appeared upon the dark clouds, like somber ancient giants.
—"Lady of Fury’s Protection: The symbol of the ever-changing stormy North Sea, one of the Furious Gods ruling over monsoons, storms, and tsunamis. Those under her protection shall never drown in the sea."
Marks appeared on the body of each Barbarian drifting in the sea.
The thunderstorm raged relentlessly!
A violent gale and rain blew Prometheus’s army into disarray, while the churning clouds resembled a suspended black canopy, gradually engulfing the sunny Golden Coast.
In the far-off Golden City, columns of light invisible to mortal eyes rose, like a sun dispelling the clouds, isolating the wrath of the gods outside.
Beast-headed, human-bodied Divine Spirit phantoms emerged one by one.
They remained silent, overlooking the land-bound Prometheus below, then raised their heads to gaze at the far-off Furious Gods that seemed like the embodiment of natural calamities.
The fragile alliance of the human Pantheon, in the end, cannot sustain for long.
Under the tide of eras.
The gods eventually parted ways.
The surging sea embraced this group of Barbarians, and the waves and currents pushed them towards many of the islands near the Golden Coast.
The phantoms of the Furious Gods gradually faded away.
Yet, at some unknown time, in the distant and desolate Northern Land, a series of temple altars received the Oracle. Thousands upon thousands of Barbarian Warriors turned their sights to the far southern coast.
Expansion! 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞
Conquest!
Blood and glory!
A more savage and bloodthirsty era of war has arrived.
The Barbarian tribes, dormant for hundreds of years, began large-scale expansion outward for the first time after humanity entered the city-state era.
The real war, the war of the civilization era, is gradually taking shape.
Tribal disputes have become a thing of the past.
The current era is a time of great contention amongst city-state nations!
The Warring States, numerous heroes, mythological heroes walking the earth, and gods incarnate deciding the victor.
The era of devastating cities and nations has arrived.
The tribal civilization of the old era will perish, the strong swallowing the weak, sweeping in all directions, establishing one human kingdom after another upon the earth.
The gods of the Dark Ages will also face a new round of reorganization.
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