Above the sea, the God War surged to an unprecedented pitch. Nether Monarch Astaroth's shadow tentacles intertwined with Eternal Silence Throat Mortis's Death Silence Domain, binding War God Helion fast. Bone Nightmare Weaver Sylvia's nightmare phantoms kept harrying Hunting Goddess Artemis, preventing her from locking onto a target.
The Abyss side was even more ferocious. The Lord of Destruction's assaults of will struck like battering rams, while Myriad Devouring Deep Throat Grum's corrosive slime and Soul Devouring Monarch Grego's Scarlet Chains drove the already weakened Dies Martin and Night Lady back again and again.
"A pack of rabid dogs!"
Helion roared.
Every swing of his Golden Holy Sword shattered swathes of shadow, but the Undead Gods hurled themselves at him without fear of death, wearing down his patience.
He could feel his Divine Might draining fast, while the Undead seemed endless.
The gods unleashed their Divine Authorities in a frenzy, their Law Power colliding and annihilating itself within the cramped space.
Scattered Law Fragments sprayed in every direction like a downpour. Each carried enough terrifying power to grievously wound a Demigod.
Yet when these raging torrents of energy neared the former maelstrom of chaotic energy at the sea's center, some invisible force seemed to draw them in. They vanished without a sound.
At first, the absorption was subtle, buried beneath the thunder and energy surges of the God War.
But as the battle continued, more and more Law Fragments and pure Divine Might were swept inside. The area seemed to become a bottomless black hole, greedily devouring everything around it.
"Hm?"
Myriad-Devouring Deepthroat Grum, locked in combat with Dies Martin, paused within his shapeless shadow form.
He keenly sensed that when some of the corrosive slime he had spat neared the central area, a more domineering force stripped away its