They Gave It Everything, and They Were Utterly Defeated! 2/2
I told you not to come...
Feathered Serpent God looked at the two sisters hanging beside him and couldn't help but twitch his lips.
With endless divine pronouncements for long-range attacks and an all-pervasive thread of destiny for close defense, they are virtually invincible and virtually impenetrable.
The King of Kings is truly well-deserved.
Quetzalcoatl's brow furrowed, his divine power surged, and he pulled with all his might. With a series of teeth-grinding tremors, the earth cracked and the sky shook.
Marduk, who had seemed to be in complete control before, subconsciously gripped the Fate Tablet, and the golden light pulsed violently.
"Bang!"
Feathered Serpent God crashed down from mid-air, creating a cone-shaped crater tens of meters deep. His body seemed to have been crushed by a mountain, making it impossible for him to move an inch.
"His power of destiny... has its limits!"
The Maya Goddess, dressed in rags and with her muscles trembling, vomited a mouthful of blood, gritted her teeth, and roared, relaying the results of her probing to her teammates.
"Damn it, don't underestimate felines..."
The Jaguar Man immediately panicked and flailed wildly in mid-air.
At the same time, Anna, who had barely managed to get up, fired a purple-red Magic Beam, Leonidas charged forward with his spear, and Merlin raised his staff to unleash a spell.
Even Enkidu, Ereshkigal, and Ishtar, relying on their remaining magic, gritted their teeth and launched a counterattack.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
However, in the blink of an eye, the poor feline was stuffed into the soil in the manner of an upside-down rice seedling.
The group, already at their limit, collapsed to the ground, struggling but unable to break free.
A giant net, woven from threads of fate, tightly binds them, preventing them from even standing with dignity.
"So what? That's enough to suppress you ants!"
Marduk frowned and snorted, his posture arrogant. He then curled his fingers and drew on the Fate Tablet, his face cold.
"Besides, do you really think you have a chance?!"
In an instant, clusters of golden Flame of Destiny, composed of countless Wedge-shaped Divine Script, emerged from the clay tablet and drifted down toward the most threatening Quetzalcoatl and the Jaguar Man.
This time, however, it was much slower, and its form was somewhat swaying.
"Get out of here, you bastard!"
Just then, Gilgamesh raised his Royal Seal, its identical Golden Light Patterns blocking the approaching Flame of Destiny.
As the Heroic King's face gradually turned pale, the light patterns in front of him flickered and were almost exhausted.
A trickle of blood flowed from his lower lip, Gilgamesh veins bulged, and he gripped the Royal Seal tightly, with streams of blood spurting from the lacerations in his body.
In the end, that blood-soaked, upright figure withstood the oppressive power of destiny, Gawain's Sword at the King of Kings, and coldly roared in anger.
"By royal decree, I, the King, hereby strip Marduk of his divine position and powers! From this day forward, you are banished!"
"Heaven and Earth diverge, the star of creation begins!"
In an instant, the red and black ethereal turbulence stirred up by the spinning Gawain's Sword washed over Marduk.
However, the surging red and black countercurrent gradually disappeared and collapsed the moment it touched the golden wall of divine words, returning to deathly silence and nothingness.
"Snap!"
Immediately, a crisp, trembling sound rang out, and the Royal Seal in Gilgamesh's hand shattered, peeling off into pieces of golden dust that gradually dimmed.
Marduk looked down at him with disdain and sneered.
"Using royal power to judge divine authority?! How arrogant!"
"Don't forget, everything you have was given to you by me!"
"A hunting dog that herds my sheep has dared to turn on its master!"
In reality, the Wedge of Heaven is merely an anchor point where divine will always shrouds the earth's surface.
Correspondingly, the Chain of Heaven serve as the anchoring line that keeps the Age of Gods forever rooted within the World Bubble.
These sinful people, born of the filthy blood of Kingu, are lambs raised by the gods, provided only with meat and milk to please the true rulers of the world.
In order to manage his ranch more closely, he drew upon the power of the Fate Tablet, bestowed upon it royal power, and created the so-called Heroic King.
Divine will is destiny, and royal power is a projection of divine will.
Therefore, according to the Mandate of Heaven, one is a god in Heaven and a king on Earth.
However, this hunting dog, which he had chosen to guard the flock, was wicked and repeatedly disobeyed God's will, treating everything on earth as his private property.
This led to a gradual separation between humans and gods, and the divine era began to peel away from the World Bubble.
Even sending out the Chain of Heaven was to no avail.
As a result, the weapon used to restrain the Wedge of Heaven actually developed feelings and became his ally, rebelling against him.
Now that a new era has begun, there is no need for this wedge that once held the sharp spikes upside down against its master!
Amidst the swirling winds and thunder, the exhausted Gilgamesh groaned and collapsed to the ground. However, he had no time to worry about his injuries, turned his head, and let out a sinister roar.
"Tiamat!"
"Aaaa!!!!"
A high-pitched chant resounded, and the few remaining threads of fate on the Mother of Origin's body were all severed, while grayish-white light patterns surged towards Marduk.
Power, the Anti-Genesis!
However, as danger approached, Marduk remained indifferent, a cold smile playing on his lips, followed by a sinister curve at the corner of his mouth.
In an instant, the grinning King of Kings drew several imaginary lines on the Fate Tablet and began to chant.
"All the waters were divided into upper and lower parts, and the earth and sea were separated from this point onward!"
Golden Light Patterns refreshed and spread, and the Sea of Life that had emerged beneath Mother Goddess Tiamat's feet instantly evaporated and dried up, revealing barren soil.
"When heaven and earth were created, all things were reborn!"
"Power, Genesis!"
Immediately, the Golden Light Patterns clashed with the gray-white barrier, and under a series of desolate and solemn rhythms, the world that was collapsing and rebuilding solidified once again.
The Milky Way reverses its course, streams surge, vegetation bursts forth from the earth, and the chirping of insects and birds rises and falls, painting the gray world with vibrant colors once more.
The activities of the Mother of Origin were suppressed.
Even Mother Goddess Tiamat, is no match for him!
As everyone watched the towering figure retreating under the golden light, their expressions changed drastically, their breathing became labored, and their hearts sank to the bottom.
"Gilgamesh, do you know why I didn't stop you from freeing this calamity beast from its bonds?"
Marduk's expression was cold and arrogant, and a sinister look filled his eyes.
"Because I want to show you rebellious bastards..."
"What is terror! What is despair!"
In an instant, the King of Kings slowly raised his hand axe and swung it into the abdomen of the Origin God.
Asshole!
The group struggled to their feet, but after a series of battles, their strength had been severely diminished, with each of them now less than 30% of their peak strength.
Now, they've also encountered Marduk, a freak who holds the Fate Tablet and controls the fate of all things.
Therefore, no matter how hard one tries, it is difficult to break free from the shackles of fate.
"God of Hearts!"
At the critical moment, the towering black serpent, several meters tall and now integrated with the Spirit Origin of the Seven-Headed Serpent Mushhushshu, rammed into the oncoming Marduk hand axe from the side.
"Boom!"
Marduk's Axe, having missed its mark by a hair's breadth, flew past the gray-white barrier and struck the ground.
"Puff!"
Amidst the billowing dust, Samael felt a sharp pain, followed by a chill in his lower body and a spurt of blood. Clearly, his body had been severed by the swirling axe blade.
The ancient serpent groaned, abandoning half of its body, and struggled to crawl out from under Marduk's Axe, leaving a long trail of blood as it writhed at the spot where the Mother Goddess Tiamat had been.
Seemingly due to the rapid depletion of its life force, the black snake scales became dull and lifeless, its flesh withered, and it finally collapsed three steps away from the God of the Divine Realm, motionless.
At this moment, all those who defied fate, whether goddesses, Heroic Spirit, or magical beasts, have failed.
They gave it their all, but they were utterly defeated!