But Byron’s body showed no signs of delay and once again activated the [Electromagnetic Slingshot], lunging at the heavily damaged [Mother Nature], whose body had shrunk by about one-third.
Boom——!
A swift, thunderous kick dispersed the thick tree trunk swung by the opponent.
Following with a sword strike, he cleaved through her constant Divine Domain of [Natural Fantasia]. Golden thunder erupted from his body, blasting the various plants and beasts that ca sweeping towards him into flying ash.
Using the [Surgical Operation Table], he severed the many aerial roots, which had grown hands, feet, and facial features, due to her [Breeding] Authority, safely "delivering" her offspring.
He then kicked these "offspring" towards Succubus Therese, who quickly absorbed them into dicinal dregs with her Vampire’s Touch.
Byron himself unfolded the Divine Domain of [Styx of the Nether River], as the pitch-black water surged, like the Sea of Origin Matter, and engulfed the opponent’s body.
Three crossing river rules took effect, causing this Mother Nature to emit today’s wail; both her divinity and flesh began to lt rapidly.
"Spare , Your Majesty, spare . I understand now, humans also have the right to pursue a beautiful life.
I support you initiating the Industrial Revolution, I won’t be an extre environntalist anymore!"
It’s a pity she regretted a bit too late.
In front of Byron, who was a trifecta of Legend, Kingly Title, and Pseudo-God, the size difference was simply too great. Moreover, the similarity between the Nature Domain and the Creativity Authority made digestion exceptionally quick.
In just a while, from the nearby waters, the wailing of various algae and aquatic animals arose, while the torrential rain from the sky continued to fall with a reddish hue.
This signifies the complete fall of a god anchored to natural rules.
Originally supported by all gods, sea monsters, and biological warships in the National Border Lock, the Divine Realm·Chaos Nest imdiately dimd.
The [Chaos Beast Horde], which had reverted to human form, was unable to rescue its companion and exclaid in horror:
"What about the Alice Virus? Why are you unhard?!"
Byron had no interest in answering the other’s questions, let out a loud, satisfied burp, and patted his stomach, saying:
"I also have to thank your pig teammate [the person whose na can’t be ntioned].
If he hadn’t gone all out trying to kill , mobilizing three Pseudo-Gods to attack at all costs, how could the situation have opened up so easily?"
Turning towards the direction of the Iris Kingdom.
The [Myriad Wings Angel] complented the corrective force of fate to initiate a backlash, creating a weak link between Him and the newly born "Divine Aspect" of the "Traitor."
He could vaguely pinpoint the opponent’s location, and if close enough, could even directly lock onto the opponent’s position.
Even if the opponent wasn’t dead, upon realizing the futility of fate’s interference with Byron, playing again would be suicidal, thus greatly reducing the threat.
Byron’s body flashed, transforming into electric light using the omnipresent magnetic field, once again killing towards the heavily damaged [Baron Saturday].
The latter, already half-dead from Violet’s explosion, fearing Byron’s focus, imdiately fled as if his soul had escaped.
"Stop!"
The [Chaos Beast Horde] instantly erupted in rage.
When the victory of the Kin was certain, while distributing the spoils, of course, the more companions died, the better.
Now the signs of defeat were apparent; if he killed another Pseudo-God, the entire line of the Kin would collapse.
Imdiately, he activated his self-[Undefinable] Authority, and suddenly transford into a Storm Elf identical to Byron, even mimicking his abilities.
Just as seen in the Sailing Logbook, he couldn’t be defined by anyone and could switch his form to any race at any ti.
Though unfamiliar with Shapeshifting, in terms of "adapting to changes," his talent even outmatched Abyssal Horror.
He accelerated, skirting around to free up a hand, intending to join forces to block Byron’s Violet and Teris, and sent a bolt of lightning towards Byron.
Boom! Boom!
Two long rainbows tangled and twisted, intermittently exploding with dazzling electric light, the entire storm-filled sky rumbling.
The [Chaos Beast Horde] was itself a group, even the legendary warship [Flying Therianthrope] was part of His body, one individual’s weight was enough to rival several gods.
The others couldn’t stop Him, and Byron dared not rashly swallow such a large force into the Nether River, coupled with his own extrely tenacious vitality, he was as sticky as a plaster.
For a mont, Byron was instead held up by him.
Before the mock pair Ivana and Dagon could sneak over to resolve the situation, a silver teor suddenly rose from the sea in the distance.
Attracted like a magnet by the [Chaos Beast Horde], it drew a shiny silver arc in the air and crashed violently onto the back of the latter’s long rainbow.
Bang——!
Divine light flashed and sparks splattered in the blazing white light stream, stretching several kiloters across the sky, the shattered Chaos Beast Horde subsequently fell into the sea.
In mid-air appeared a burly knight clad in silver Knight’s Armor, bearing wings of luminous material, wielding a silver Miracle Object Shield.
It was the Protestant Doctrine’s ally, Duke of Prussia, Legendary Paladin [Holy Shield] Albrecht.
Small wonder he dared brag about his skill in lightning-fast battles, despite being a shield knight.
This Legendary Paladin’s strange arts [Reprisal Shield Strike] had no fancy moves, only two modes: defense and attack.
Upon entering attack mode and locking onto hatred, it could automatically track without manual calibration, even able to use shield resonance to find the weak spot in a small mountain, smashing it to pieces with a single strike.
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