Warriors Could Slay Too

Pholus patted Suye on the shoulder and said, "The sun rises as usual, but the world keeps turning. Victory will ultimately belong to us."

With that, he stamped on the deck and charged into the flood of white light.

Suye stood at the highest point of the Ghost Ship, watching all the undead pour into the Ghost Palace.

More than ten billion.

The pitch-black Ghost Palace turned black into white, becoming as holy as light.

Endless white light streamed down from the Ghost Palace and fell upon Chiron.

The giant centaur's body swelled once more, reaching an astonishing height of nearly one hundred meters.

The Fire-Passing God Spear in his hands turned from red to white as white light coiled around it.

Behind Chiron, the translucent Caucasus Mountains stretched for thousands of miles. On the highest peak stood a giant tens of thousands of meters tall, imprisoned in chains. His hair and beard were completely white, and blood stained his waist and abdomen, yet his smile was radiant.

Chiron gripped the Fire-Passing God Spear with both hands and transformed into a cone of white light. Rising from below, it split apart the flood of Wrath Fire.

"Magic Mages can slay gods, and warriors can slay them too!"

His vast, majestic voice rang through the void.

The white light flashed like a meteor and vanished in an instant.

The thousand-mile flood split in two.

Split apart along with it were the body of the Goddess of Revenge's avatar and two terrified faces, each split down the middle.

Whoosh...

The unsupported divine fire of fury drew inward, wrapping around the Goddess of Revenge's avatar and condensing into a blood-red stone.

The yellow net covering the Ghost Ship likewise drew inward rapidly, finally becoming a yellow fishing net drifting through the void.

Suye