War Shackles

Thick sea fog sealed off the entire sky, as though an enormous lid had been placed over the boundless ocean, or like an icy beast cage from which there was no escape.

Beneath the sea fog.

Within great swathes of cloying pink, suggestive mist, a group of peerless naked beauties sang softly and danced. Their smooth, pale bodies flickered in and out of view, like a pink paradise of ecstasy.

Anyone standing within it would gradually feel their bones turn weak and soft.

That was the mythical form of Asmodee, one of the Supreme Four Pillars, the "God of Lust."

Of course, because of her authority, she would assume different forms depending on the target's race, though she was usually the most perfect possible member of the opposite sex.

Opposite her was likewise a collection of some sort of limbs, yet it created an entirely opposite and deeply unsettling visual impact.

A massive amorphous thing composed of pale arms, its entire body gave off the horrifying, nauseating stench of embalmed corpses, chemicals mixed with mild decay.

This was Sinotoglis, the "God of Funerals," the "Corpse Preserver."

Crackle!

The divine limbs representing their respective authorities collided continuously, producing sticky, grotesque sounds.

Nearby, Aini, the "God of Destruction," Samigina, the "Lord of the Dead," and Camio, the "God of the Wilderness," were also fighting desperately against their own opponents.

Boom!

Roar!

The shockwaves of demi-god-level power were blocked by the Mist Barrier, but the various creatures dwelling in these waters suffered widespread deaths because of this great battle.

On the other side, Paimon of the Supreme Four Pillars also maintained his mythical form, with demonic curved horns and a body covered in scales.

Four black wings behind him blotted out the sky, tightly shielding him within as he coldly watched Ecto, the