Accuracy Wasn't Important at All
The God of Delusion realized that the aura emanating from the other party did not belong to the Abyss; it must be an alien Gods.
But with such a bright light, aren't you worried about being discovered by the Abyss?
The Abyss really loves this kind of radiance.
The God of Delusion was extremely interested in this suddenly appearing Gods. For many years, apart from the Death God, almost everything else in the Abyss had remained unchanged.
Although they can see, without light everything appears gray and dull to them.
A gray sky, a gray earth, a gray god...
Even the fights felt tedious, tinged with the drudgery of old grudges.
Now that something golden and radiating a warm glow has suddenly appeared, how could he not be interested?
The God of Delusion can sense the other.
The Fallen Gods could naturally sense it as well.
He stared at the God of Fortune in shock, frozen for a moment.
His expression suggested he hadn't expected to see that face in such a place.
"I didn't expect you to show up."
The Fallen God remained silent for a moment, then suddenly tugged at the corner of his mouth, his tone tinged with self-mockery:
"Looks like my luck really is bad. Since it's you, then let's get started."
Fallen God would never do something as undignified as begging for mercy.
He was well aware of the disparity between the two sides, and he also knew his own fate. If he fell into the hands of the God of Delusion, he would at most suffer a few more beatings, and perhaps even find a chance to escape. But if he fell into the hands of the God of Fortune, there was nothing to think about.
Since that's the case, then even if he has to die, he should die with dignity.
The God of Fortune feels that half of him is angry, while the other half is calm.
This is the emotion emanating from the God of Wealth and the God of Luck.
Half of it is burning, and the other half is freezing.
The burning half of the mind wanted nothing more than to rush forward and grind the Fallen God before it into dust. The calm half, however, was calculating the angle, the timing, and how to strike most cleanly and efficiently.
Two emotions churned within him.
"Fallen God, or perhaps I should call you by your former Divine Name..."
"Shut up."
The Fallen God's emotions suddenly fluctuated violently.
Those two words were like red-hot iron, burning him deeply.
He abruptly raised his head, a complex mix of emotions flashing across his eyes—anger, embarrassment, a hint of panic, and self-doubt. For him, if there was anything from the past worth caring about, it was this.
The God of Fortune knows how to humiliate this Fallen God.
Given this resistance, it seems that the other party's becoming Gods of the Abyss was not of his own volition.
But none of these things matter now.
"I want him dead. Will you stop me, or just stand by and watch?"
The God of Fortune directly stated his purpose to the God of Delusion, leaving no room for negotiation.
He didn't want to waste time.
He remembered clearly what the Fallen God had done back then.
Elena's death, the deaths of Elena's family—someone has to pay the price.
"You want to kill him?"
The God of Delusion was somewhat surprised.
The Gods of the Abyss may sometimes play tricks on other Gods, but nothing can kill them.
This is the bottom line of the Abyss.
Gods not favored by the Abyss will be marked by Abyss if they cross this line. He has not seen what happens after being marked, nor does he really want to.
It's definitely not going to be anything good.
"Yes. If you want to stop me, then you can all come at me. If not, then get out of the way."
The God of Fortune paid no heed to this God of Delusion.
The other party is not qualified.
"Fine, go ahead and kill him."
The God of Delusion was very interested in this god from the Divine Realm. He withdrew his foot from the Fallen God's back and took two steps to the side.
"Okay. I'll keep an eye on it. You can go ahead."
The God of Delusion is actually quite looking forward to it.
As long as the other party isn't there to kill me, it's fine.
Other gods? What does that have to do with him?
In the Abyss, it's nothing new for you to step on me today and I to step on you tomorrow.
The Green-Gold light in the God of Fortune's hand suddenly surged, and a Green-Gold longbow materialized from the light.
Its body is long and slender, with sharp curves.
He raised his hand, nocked an arrow, and drew the string.
A Green-Gold arrow was nocked onto the bowstring, its tip gleaming with an extremely bright light.
He drew his bow.
Behind him, thousands of Green-Gold arrows coalesced.
First dozens, then hundreds, then thousands, and then tens of thousands.
Countless arrows appeared out of thin air, layer upon layer, row upon row, spreading out from behind the God of Fortune in all directions, almost filling the entire dark sky.
The Green-Gold light merged into one, pushing the darkness of the Abyss back to a very far place, as if Sun that had never existed before had suddenly risen in the Abyss.
The Fallen God lay paralyzed on the ground, gazing up at the sea of arrows, his eyes reflecting the green and gold sky, motionless.
The God of Delusion stood at a distance, took a half step back, then stopped, crossed his arms, and watched all this with a complicated expression.
The God of Fortune has released the bowstring.
The moment that arrow was shot, thousands of arrows behind it simultaneously left the bowstring, forming a Green-Gold torrent that converged in the same direction from all directions.
The Fallen God's figure flashed only briefly in that light before being completely swallowed up.
This is the fighting style of the God of Fortune.
One arrow is fired, and thousands more follow.
Accuracy and such are completely unimportant to him.
As long as there are enough of them, just overwhelm the enemy; ideally, they should be bundled together like a hedgehog.
The scene before me is so devastating, it's like Ten Thousand Arrows Piercing the Heart.
The God of Delusion looked at everything before him, then silently flew a little further away, reinforcing his Divine Power shield around himself.
To be honest, he had always thought that the Gods in the Divine Realm were more elegant.
At least compared to their Abyss, they should be much more refined.