Fall of the Gods

The tall woman landed.

However, she still moved her right leg forward, assuming a half-bow stance, ready to launch another attack at any moment. Soren also crouched slightly, gripping his Adamantine Dagger, looking ready for battle. The previous setback had left him feeling somewhat aggrieved; even Legendary Tier Grand Master of Fist shouldn't have been beaten so helplessly. What he feared most wasn't her fighting ability, but those damned gloves—the electric current was utterly disgusting against Rogue like him.

Among various elemental attacks.

Electrical damage is the easiest way to trigger negative status effects; anyone who has ever accidentally come into contact with household electrical circuits knows this.

These gloves are probably not Legendary Equipment, but they're not far off either!

The Eastern Dancer swiftly approached the tall woman, practically throwing herself into her arms, then embracing her slender waist, exclaiming joyfully, "Ti! What brings you here?"

The tall woman's attention remained on Soren. Upon hearing this, she said softly, "I heard that the Imperial Princess assigned you a mission. I was a little worried about the difficulty of the mission and afraid that you might encounter danger, so I came along the way."

"Be careful of this man."

"He's dangerous, and seems quite Evil!"

A flash of inspiration.

The other party seemed to have seen the aura on Soren through some means. As the Pirate King ruled the three seas, if Spell of the Detect Alignment Soren's aura, it would definitely be an extremely Evil Spell Aura. The East has many mysterious methods, but it is not a paradise for Wizard. Professionals from the Eastern Realm seem to be able to master some special Feat and abilities in their training.

Sixth Sense.

One of the most powerful supernatural Feat!

Soren yearned for Feat ability, one he could never attain. In fact, he had expended considerable effort even to acquire a weakened version of [Intuitive Evasion]. To obtain the more powerful [Sixth Sense] Feat, he would likely need some extraordinary encounter or entry into the realm of the Deity. As for the higher-level [Super Sixth Sense], that was a legendary Feat. Feat possessed by fewer than ten people in the entire world. (Note: The Sixth Sense is essentially an innate superpower, virtually impossible to cultivate later in life; through training, one can only master [Intuitive Evasion]. Legendary Monk, upon reaching a certain level, may further enhance their perception to develop the [Sixth Sense] Feat, a talent-based supernatural Feat.)

"He... he's alright now..."

Upon hearing this, the Eastern Dancer looked up at Soren, her expression complex. She said softly, "I'll talk to you about this later. Can you please stop fighting for now?"

He saved my life!

"They're not enemies, Ti. Let's sit down and talk first."

Upon hearing the words of the Eastern Dancer, the tall woman slightly raised her beautiful willow-leaf eyebrows, then glanced at Soren before slowly withdrawing her stance. Soren frowned slightly, watching the Eastern Dancer and her, before also putting away his Adamantine Dagger. He casually pulled out the Scimitar Icetail from the ground, his gaze remaining fixed on the tall woman.

Grand Master of Fist - Ti.

She's a very strong woman.

However, if she really reveals all her trump cards, Soren isn't afraid of her.

The Grand Master of Fist and the Swordmaster share a similar fighting style, both pursuing extremes. This fighting technique may be incredibly powerful, but it also has obvious weaknesses. They can be instantly defeated if an opportunity is seized. These advanced classes might be formidable in one-on-one combat, but their situation becomes extremely dangerous when facing multiple enemies. Simply put, Soren was hit by her more than ten times and now only appears to have minor injuries, but if she had been directly struck by Soren once, her injuries would have been severe.

Because the Grand Master of Fist fights wearing only boxing gloves and has virtually no armor. (Note: Grand Master of Fist can't even wear Leather Armor; at most, they wear arm guards. The woman in front of them wasn't wearing any arm guards.)

The group approached the Oasis.

The Eastern Dancer pulled her aside and whispered something, seemingly about what had happened earlier. Every now and then, the tall, slender woman, Ti, would glance back at Soren with a slightly surprised expression.

Soren sat to one side tending to the campfire, quietly polishing his Scimitar, seemingly uninterested in their conversation.

"Wait a minute."

Ti glanced at Soren again and whispered, "You mean he might have killed the Balor below? How is that possible? Even I'm no match for the Balor! With this man's strength, he probably wouldn't even be able to get close to it!..."

The Eastern Dancer glanced at Soren discreetly and whispered, "It's very likely true! The entire area below has collapsed!"

"But I didn't see it either."

"Perhaps he wasn't showing his true strength just now, or maybe he was still injured."

Ti shook her head slightly, seemingly still not quite believing it.

After a while...

She slowly approached Soren and said softly, "Thank you! If it weren't for you, Zi would probably be in great danger today."

Purple?!

Is that the name of that Eastern Dancer?

Their names are quite strange; they are all monosyllabic, and it seems that their surnames have never been mentioned.

Soren looked up at her.

Only then did he see the woman's true appearance clearly: willow-leaf eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, an oval face, cherry lips, a high nose bridge, and long black hair. From any angle, she seemed to embody all the beautiful features of an Eastern woman. She possessed a delicate beauty with an Eastern flair, yet she was unexpectedly fierce and powerful in battle.

Full breasts, slender waist, long and strong thighs.

Soren's gaze lingered on the other man's fair and slender legs. He had seen martial Grand Master of Fist Grand Master of Fist before, but this was the first time he had encountered one who could cultivate Hidden Force into his legs.

Gas!

Soren wasn't sure if it was the power of ki or if the opponent's talent was truly astonishing.

However, the woman before him had undoubtedly left a deep impression on him, filling a gap in his combat skills. Her seemingly powerful whip kicks could even incorporate Hidden Force; he'd better be cautious when encountering professionals from the East in the future. He had traveled to the Eastern Realm before, but had never received training Eastern Realm. Perhaps he could try it sometime in the future. Even druids and Ranger could learn from professionals from the Eastern Realm; as a Rogue, he should also have the opportunity to learn from their strengths and improve his weaknesses.

"Let's take a break."

Soren tended the campfire, looked up at the dim starry sky, and said slowly, "I'll keep watch. I'm leaving tomorrow. Now that you've obtained what you needed, you should also leave this place as soon as possible."

He had barely finished speaking.

The approaching Eastern Dancer trembled involuntarily, not because of Soren's words, but because she pointed to the sky in astonishment, her expression one of horror, and she stammered, "Look!... You!... You all look over there!... The stars!... No!... No!... The stars!... They've fallen!..."

Soren immediately turned and looked in the direction the Eastern Dancer was pointing.

Ti quickly looked up at the sky and saw a star in the distance that had suddenly become extremely dim, like a light bulb about to go out.

Then, it suddenly vanished without a trace!

But this was only the beginning. Just after its light completely disappeared, a dazzling brilliance suddenly appeared in its place!

This is a completely different light from the one that appeared at the beginning.

In the past, its light resembled that of stars; though clearly visible, they seemed impossibly distant, much like the Earth and the starry sky. Now, however, its light feels incredibly close, as if they were on different planes of latitude and now exist on the same plane. Dazzling stars streak across the sky, falling like shooting stars; though their flashes are fleeting, they still evoke a powerful sense of awe—a kind of awe that defies description.

Soren stood up.

He kept his eyes fixed on the direction where the star had fallen, his expression more solemn than ever before.

because.

A Deity has fallen!

He didn't know which Deity had fallen, but he knew that if such a strange phenomenon appeared in the sky, then a True God must have fallen.

He is dead.

Even the highest Deity will one day die.

...(To be continued~^~)