1058: Chapter 619: Divine War_2 1058: Chapter 619: Divine War_2 All Gods were roughly divided into Quasi-gods, Feeble Divine Power, Minor Divine Power, Interdiate Divine Power, and Strong Divine Power according to their Godhood Level.
Quasi-gods were Demigods, who had not yet condensed their own Godhood.
Feeble Divine Power ranged from Level 1 to 5, Minor Divine Power from Level 6 to 10, Interdiate Divine Power from Level 11 to 15, and Strong Divine Power from Level 16 to 20.
Godhood Level 21 and above belonged to the True Gods, beings surpassing the cognition and understanding of Mortals; even among the gods, only the most powerful had so understanding, while most remained silent and acted as if such beings didn’t exist.
After The Plunderer appeared above the battlefield, without a mont’s pause, he floated directly to the heart of the current battlefield—the West Bridge Entrance of the Bridge of Human God, where corpses were strewn all about.
The story was long, but in reality, from the mont Lady Strategy began her Divine Enthronent to the incarnation of Plunderer Kallargos appearing above the battlefield, rely minutes had passed.
The engagent between the Conqueror Army and the Monster Army did not stall in the slightest.
Especially after the arrival of Kallargos’ incarnation, frenzied cheers erupted from the Monster Army.
Countless War Priests and War Chieftains sang the song of plunder and perford the dance of war.
Many tribes within them worshiped not Tempus as their God of War but The Plunderer, hoping he would shelter them in plundering more wealth and ensure their invincibility in the wars of plunder, with attacks that were always successful.
A vast amount of blood rose directly from the battlefield, entering the blood mist of The Plunderer, turning into a rain of blood that, in the blink of an eye, transford into a Blood Sea swirling around him.
The voice of Plunderer Kallargos ca again from the depths of the Blood Sea, “From now on, you are my Chosen Supre Marauder.
Lead my Plunderer Army to win this war for , kill all people, plunder all wealth, and destroy everything that can be destroyed.”
A stream of blood mist shot out from the Blood Sea, soaring into the depths of the Monster Army.
AOOW!
A cry of extre pain echoed from deep within the Monster Army, but excitent could not be concealed within it.
As the blood mist infused into the figure, it swelled visibly fast—three ters, four ters, five ters, six ters, six and a half ters.
This was a Hobgoblin Warlord, his body covered in various battle scars.
Originally only two ters and twenty centiters tall, he had grown threefold, far surpassing most Giants and reaching a Colossal Body Type.
Only Cloud Giants and Storm Giants could stand shoulder to shoulder with him.
His muscles bulged to an exaggerated extent, as if they could burst open at any mont.
Compared to him, the Hobgoblin Giants from the Conqueror Army looked downright Demi-Human.
And this was only the beginning.
Accompanying the surging blood mist, robust arms erupted from his original arm placent—not more, not less, precisely six.
Weapons that were broken and twisted lifted from the ground, rged in the air, and were forcibly pieced together into colossal one-handed weapons.
Each was unique, seemingly cobbled together from junk, but their power was undeniable, particularly when wielded by a terrifying Hobgoblin Warlord as tall as a three-story building.
Just as with six arms, the appearance of the arms on this God’s Chosen of The Plunderer was different from those on a Six-ard Snake Demon.
The arms of the Six-ard Snake Demon were evenly distributed from top to bottom, perfectly symtrical, covering the maximum attack area.
However, the arms of this Chosen of The Plunderer seed to have erupted chaotically from normal positions, overlapping and compressing against each other.
They were robust, indeed, but gave off an extrely Incoordinated impression.
In actual combat, they might hinder each other, making it difficult to achieve an attack speed as terrifying as that of the Six-ard Snake Demon with its swords striking simultaneously.
As this transformation in the Supre Marauder unfolded, Kallargos once again let out a war cry that enveloped the entire battlefield, “Bow to , call out my na, wage a sacred war of plunder in my na, awaken the ubiquity of Slaughter and Plunder.
I will bestow upon you Strength, making you the ultimate rulers and victors of this war.”
“Lord of War Kallargos, we will wage war in your na, this war called plunder, called destruction, grant Strength, and I will win this war for you.”
“Plunderer Kallargos, from this day forth, you are our master, all our wars will be waged in your na, please grant us invincibility in every attack.”
“Master of a Hundred Arms, please grant the ability to wield all weapons, I shall beco the sharpest sword on the battlefield for you.”
“Plunderer, please bestow upon Strength.”
“KALLARGOS!
KALLARGOS!
KALLARGOS!”
Countless fervent cheers arose from the Monster Army; having witnessed the Godhood of the God of Strategy in front of them, the entire Monster Army was shaken from top to bottom, and for a mont, many considered retreating.
After all, they faced an army protected by one of the True Gods—how could they continue this battle?
But the appearance of The Plunderer Kallargos acted as a potent stimulant to them, especially the act of publicly selecting a Chosen.
It triggered these monsters, who aspired to imnse Strength their whole lives.
Now a living example was before them; there was no quicker Path.
As for whether they were becoming tools for Kallargos to wage Divine War at this mont, who had the energy to think about that?
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