"You gods are no better yourselves. As gods, you kept interfering with the human world. If I hadn't been controlled by you, the Carlos Empire would never have been destroyed!" En Edwin gripped the sword in his hand as an ultimate aura of death erupted from its edge.
This was the pinnacle of Mountain Style. Once Mountain Style had been tempered to its extreme, even gods could be slain, because this strike was no longer about piercing through—it was absolute death.
The God of Earth and Nature controlled the rocks and trees of the Divine Realm, sending them to strangle En Edwin. As things that existed within the Divine Realm, they still carried immense divine power before the laws of the Divine Realm had been completely altered.
Supported by such immense power, even the Sword Apostle could only respond by swinging his sword.
Light, earth, sky, sea, craftsmanship, and war had all made their moves.
Yet the Goddess of Night remained silent, which was very strange.
The Goddess of Wisdom, Fortuna, and the Artisan and God of Fire had yet to join the battlefield.
Fortuna had never intended to enter the battle. No matter who won or how the human world changed, she did not care. Moreover, her luck seemed to be telling her that she should not take part in this war. It was precisely because she trusted her luck that she had survived until now.
Although the final outcome might be the redefinition of order, she still did not act. Even her apostle was one of Mel's greatest helpers. That Mel, who was only level 110, was actually the most dangerous existence. The power he had concealed had not truly surfaced yet.
As for the Artisan and God of Fire, he instinctively held goodwill toward the God of