Tiamat, Dinner's Ready 1/2
On the wasteland, towering figures trampled and roared, streaking and shooting stars plummeted from the sky, boulders and Magic Beam flew everywhere, and the domains of divine power and authority burst forth with dazzling aurora in the collision.
The land was ravaged, riddled with craters resembling those from a meteorite impact, and nearby mountains were uprooted.
Within the cracked riverbed, turbid currents surged forth, washing away the surrounding traces of war.
In the valleys, forests, and ravines ravaged by war, the corpses of Titan Descendants and mythical beasts lay piled one on top of another.
They ranged in size from towering peaks to several meters tall, each with a unique shape. Blood flowed like rivers beneath them, and a thick, pungent stench of blood permeated the surrounding area. The raging ether had almost solidified into a tangible form.
Since Zeus's Six Siblings successfully escaped and raised an army, the war between the New Gods and the old gods on Mount Olympus and Mount Othrys has lasted for nearly ten years.
Due to the commands and calls of the old gods, and the lobbying and persuasion of the New Gods, all kinds of factions and species with different purposes began to join their respective camps, hoping to get a share of the spoils from the war.
Moreover, it is not only a struggle between the New Gods and the old gods, but also between enemies of different races and identities, and even between brothers within the same race. They take the opportunity to settle old scores and seek revenge for those who have wronged them.
Those who wanted to kill their relatives to seize power, and those who wanted to clean house, all took the opportunity to act.
From the sky to the ocean, from the deep valleys to the land, from the marshes to the rivers, everywhere is filled with carnage, and the whole world is in complete chaos.
Those Titans and monsters who were unwilling to participate closed their doors and dared not show themselves.
Many others took the opportunity to lurk in the shadows, hoping to profit from the chaos.
As night fell, after a brief exchange of probing, the Titan Lords and the Olympian Gods, who had barely lost a few men, tacitly withdrew and dispersed, each retreating to their respective camps to recuperate.
Before they have an overwhelming advantage, those who have already enjoyed power and comfort naturally do not want to risk their lives.
Even if he defeats a powerful enemy, he will inevitably suffer serious injuries and a decline in strength.
Even if I survive, I'm probably in even greater danger.
After all, even the Olympian brothers couldn't be relied upon; what they had to guard against wasn't just the ambitious Olympian Gods.
Those teammates who only show up but don't actually work will inevitably take the opportunity to sabotage others, erode their divine authority, and seize their divine positions.
Based on the preliminary battle casualty ratio estimates, nearly half of them mysteriously disappeared in the darkness before dawn.
Therefore, those who truly fought to the death were actually the lower-ranking gods and monsters who joined different factions, eager to gain a foothold and prove their loyalty.
Night fell completely, shrouding the starlight in darkness.
On Mount Othrys and Mount Olympus, the gods sat around a bonfire, enjoying fine food, drinking and talking, and boasting of their respective valor.
Similarly, those lower-ranking deities who were not qualified to enter the holy land also began to join another carnival and feast.
Immediately, rustling sounds came from the river, forest, valley, and marshland.
Shadows of varying shapes crept furtively toward the battlefield ruins of Yutian, vying for the divine blood and divinity remaining within the corpses.
Numerous small and medium-sized magical beasts, which rely on scent to sense the ether, also ventured in, scavenging for scraps and growing stronger.
To the exceptionally gifted pure-blooded Titans, the power left behind by these lower-ranking gods was so mixed and filthy that they wouldn't even deign to look at it.
The gods and monsters who had long fought and devoured each other at the bottom of the food chain naturally accepted whatever came their way, lying on the corpses of both friends and enemies, gnawing on bones and eating flesh.
As soon as Tianyi, the gods and monsters who participated in the feast will automatically disperse, leaving behind a cleaned-up battlefield.
This dazzling stage will ultimately be reserved for the two main protagonists, Mount Othrys and Mount Olympus, to showcase their muscles and power.
However, because energy transfer in the food chain decreases progressively from lower to higher levels, the monsters and deities in the middle and lower levels are often numerous.
Therefore, with many participants and a short time allotted for the feast, the resources of corpses were quite limited, making competition an inevitable scene.
The more intense the battlefield, the more high-quality corpses there are, and the more brutal the fighting and killing at night becomes.
It has to be said, it all seems extremely ironic.
In a deep valley riddled with spiderweb-like cracks, a group of low- to mid-level gods and monsters, gazing at the ruins where divinity had been completely drained, menacingly surrounded two slender figures.
"Oh, another batch of food delivery has arrived, but I'm already a bit full."
The snake's vertical pupils opened and closed as it looked around. The handsome man smacked his lips, chuckled, and shook his head.
The opponent's flippancy enraged these impure-blooded, mostly bestial beings. They roared and charged toward the center, ready to tear apart and devour the little thing that occupied the spot.
The ancient snake raised its hand and patted the head of another figure, a ferocious grin spreading across its lips in the darkness.
"Tiamat..."
"... Dinner's ready!"
The adorable goddess next to him, with the Touch of the Earth above her head, instantly turned fierce upon hearing the command. Her Cross Star Pupils blazed with malice, and her body swelled, the sound of her bones and muscles stretching and deforming was enough to make one's teeth ache.
In the blink of an eye, a mythical creature, tens of meters long and with emerald green dragon wings on its back, displayed an elegant yet ferocious form.
With a Dragon Beast of its claws, the earth trembled violently, and the rising soil immediately sealed the gap in the deep valley, turning this place into a tight prison.
"Aaaa!!!"
Immediately, monosyllable chants of varying lengths reverberated from the monster's mouth, Sorcery Array rose and lit up, and Magic Beam swept across.
A flash of blood appeared as one of the three lower-level magical beasts was brutally sliced open, its blood spurting everywhere.
A black tide, like ocean waves, spread from the side of the Dragon Beast, sweeping all the way. The intense aura of danger made the charging monsters and gods panic and turn tail and flee.
However, within this closed cage, no creature could escape the Dragon Beast's pursuit.
Driven to the brink of desperation, the monsters turned around and rushed forward to fight to the death.
As gods and monsters, the physical body and Magecraft are often two distinct branches of evolution.
Since this monster's Magecraft is so powerful, her physical body might be relatively fragile, which could be the reason for her survival.
As the first few centaurs approached, they were smashed into a bloody pulp by a single claw. The group of monsters trembled instinctively, their eyes filled with despair.
So, compared to the screen full of magical area-of-effect attacks, your physical strength is the most terrifying thing. What the hell is this game?!
Immediately, screams and wails echoed from the deep valley, turning the entire valley into a scene resembling hell.
At dawn, as a ray of sunlight breaks through the earth's surface, the battle between Mount Olympus and Mount Othrys is about to begin.
The battlefield, littered with corpses yesterday, is now clean and empty without exception, with only the crimson, overturned soil hinting at the grandeur of last night's feast.