The humans reorganized their opponents according to the pre-established battle plan.
Byron wielded the translucent two-ter-long Dragon Slayer Sword and actively confronted the Chaos Beast Horde, the strongest entity that only he could withstand.
Violet unleashed a barrage of cannons, focusing on the especially energy-fearing Baron Saturday.
The Twilight Deacon Luohate and the Sister of rcy Teresa, two devout Archbishops, took on the two illusionist Moth People princesses;
The Breeding Holy Mother Teris, holding an illusory infant, attacked the nearby Mother Nature; the iron-willed Knight, Master of the Fishing Spot Hawkins, charged at the Mind Flayer King;
The experienced Spade J Hogel confronted the Primordial Core, not seeking to kill the enemy, but to hold them off, which would count as a victory;
The weakest in direct combat, the Boneless One Ivana, proactively faced the traitor Abyssal Horror Dagon, pretending to fight in a corner.
The breakthrough in the combat plan was not with Byron but precisely with them.
The Boneless One, comparable to Byron, used Divine Sight to cover the whole battlefield, ready to team up with Dagon to take out one of them.
Then the unplanned Duke of the Duchy of Prussia, forr Knights of the Holy Mother Grand Master Holy Shield Albrecht, would coordinate a surprise attack, killing another one.
Next, they could leverage their absolute advantage in forces to crush all the way through, bringing the war to a complete end.
Clang!
Byron executed an Old Man’s Slash, stepping forward to cleave downward at the Chaos Beast Horde.
The sharp sword light instantly tore apart the cloak that has always covered the body of this Pseudo-God, only to be halted by a red crab claw.
Yet it allowed Byron to see the true form under the cloak.
The head vaguely resembled a human, the beard on the chin replaced by eight octopus tentacles, and barnacles grew on the cheeks.
The eye in one socket looked like a parasitic entity with its own consciousness, occasionally turning inward to the cranium, as if there was sothing in the opponent’s brain worth admiring.
The main torso resembled the disfigured shell of a crab, yet it was the kind bored through by various ocean creatures.
It consisted of a complex underwater community made up of eels, sea snakes, jellyfish, octopuses, anemones, clownfish... and so forth.
The lower body was a baffling hodgepodge, with hundreds of intertwined limbs forming a ball, none identical, parts of the food chain nonchalantly preying on those lower on it.
A petal-like Abyssal maw opened between the waist and abdon.
The Chaos Beast Horde used the hardest crab claw to block Byron’s sword edge, the body rapidly expanding to fully reveal its mythical form.
Countless mouths all over its body shot out like bullets, all biting toward Byron’s body.
Byron flashed with electricity, also transforming into an Energy Elental Body: a Storm Elf.
His whole body was translucent, emitting pale azure electric light, eyes shining like morning stars, hair defying gravity floating upwards like seaweed in water.
Bang—!
He activated the Electromagnetic Slingshot, stamping the ground, the Air Blast Ring exploding.
Riding the omnipresent magnetic field strings in the air, he shot out suddenly, the sword light in his hand twisting, severing all the fleshly limbs obstructing him into minced at.
In an instant, he flashed to a nautical mile away.
Tilting his head at the Chaos Beast Horde, he said earnestly:
"I told you, I’m fast outside the Seven Seas, inside, I’m still fast!
By the way, have you ever been kicked at light speed?"
Not waiting for a reply, the electromagnetic field around Byron twisted, his whole body abruptly elongating, dragging a long trail of luminous matter, launching out like an electromagnetic cannon.
Moreover, the coil accelerated over a nautical mile, accelerating continuously while flying.
The white rain curtain in the sky was shattered into white steam.
Of course, in reality, it’s impossible for any object with mass to accelerate to light speed, Byron was purely bluffing.
But through a series of linear accelerations, reaching four to five Mach was nothing beyond his prowess.
The pure white air blast rings exploded around him, his glaringly electric big feet abruptly transforming into the Thunder God’s axe, cleaving down with a vengeance.
Boom—!!!
With an earth-shattering explosion, the octopus head of the Chaos Beast Horde exploded into charred ashes on the spot, instantly swept away by the strong sea wind.
However, the entity directing the Chaos Beast Horde’s body was never just its head, but the "will of the collective," resembling a miniature version of the collective subconsciousness.
Compared to such an existence, a decapitated snake’s head that could still bite was like a re child.
Seeing it fully expose its mythical form, swelling in the seawater into a giant Sea Monster centered on an Abyssal maw, infinite suction emanated from the giant mouth.
The sea, marine creatures, shattered planks, pieces of Sea Monster, even the clouds in the sky were forcibly dragged down.
The imnse suction also descended upon Byron, threatening to pull him into what seed like a serrated tunnel of a mouth.
Without hesitation, Byron waved his hand, launching Gungnir down.
"Grow! Grow! Grow!"
He activated the Authority of Transformation, causing the Holy Lance to inflate as if blown by breath.
A previously "sa-origin" mouth instantaneously beca charge-through, achieving a "great evolution" in biological history.
Yet even if unable to resist the painful wailing, the Chaos Beast Horde did not relent.
Instead, it enhanced its suction, simultaneously rolling up countless bizarre limbs, fiercely grabbing at Byron.
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