One Against Two

If he were to fight that Red Dragon alone, having exhausted his divine power, Gruumsh was confident he could quickly kill it and return to his divine realm, which was under attack.

However, if a deity of intermediate divine power were added, the scales of victory would tip in favor of the Red Dragon.

Whether it's Keosius or Dumasong, Gruumsh is confident he can kill them, but if they join forces, they can just as well contend with Gruumsh's avatar.

The chances left for this Orc God are running out.

"Snap—"

Gruumsh hurled his spear, which slammed into Dumasong's Ore Giant Shield, sending countless fragments of ore flying, but it couldn't pierce through it for a moment.

Meanwhile, Keosius seized the opportunity, suddenly charging out from the side and spewing a terrifying torrent of flames that instantly engulfed the spear formed from divine power.

Gruumsh could only manipulate his weapon with divine power, gritting his teeth as he retrieved the bloodstained spear and took a half-step back, facing the dragon and the stone Dwarf from afar.

His face was contorted with rage and malice, and a raging fire blazed from his single eye. His voice, like thunder, echoed across the devastated battlefield, "Dwarf, I never imagined that you who pride yourselves on justice would associate with a brutal and greedy Red Dragon."

Just months ago, this Red Dragon slaughtered your people and seized your cities, and now you're fighting alongside him—you're a disgrace to the title of 'Guardian of the Shield Dwarves '!

Gruumsh's goal was clear—to sow discord and cause the alliance between the Red Dragon and the Dwarf to fall apart.

Dumasong remained silent, simply standing there, his rock-cast face displaying an unpredictable expression, as if deep in thought.

Finally, He stepped forward and slammed the heavy shield into the ground, causing the earth to cave in and collapse.

"Boom!"

Countless grains of sand and ore adhered to the ground, making the shield thicker and giving the rock Dwarf an indestructible layer of armor.

The earthen-yellow divine light spread out, forming a hemispherical Divine Power Domain, struggling Contend Against Gruumsh's crimson Divine Power Domain, maintaining a small "private plot".

Keosius gazed at the orcs in the distance, smiled mockingly, and said with a faint sarcasm, "If the Dwarf still occupy Avendell Dan, then there is indeed an irreconcilable conflict between us."

But now, Avendell Dan has been renamed Dragon City, and the conflict and misunderstanding between the Embers of the Burned Empire and the Dwarf have been completely resolved. There is no need for us to continue fighting.

But we now have a common enemy—you, old greenskin. You pose a far greater threat to the Dwarf than I do. Even if they do everything in their power to help me, their former enemy, they will still try to stop the orcs from expanding in the Material Plane.

"You agree, don't you, my temporary ally— Your Highness Dumasong?" Keosius smiled at Dumasong, his enemy from a few months ago, and stated the stakes directly.

In fact, several months ago, Keosius had sensed a familiar aura and made a guess: Dumasong had not completely left the Prime Material Plane, but had buried the source of divine power in the earth.

This Shield Dwarves guardian is likely here to complete his unfinished mission—to stop the orcs from advancing south.

This is also the reason why Keosius never withdrew to the empire's homeland. He knew that the Dwarf gods would never sit idly by and stand by in the face of the orc Orc God had descended upon the land.

Dumasong did not respond, but silently looked at the Orc God with an exceptionally firm expression, clearly having made up his mind.

He knew that the best-case scenario for the Dwarf was that he and the orcs would both be severely injured, ideally with the Red Dragon falling and Gruumsh greatly weakened. However, the Dwarf gods could also see that Keosius did not yet have the power to take the orcs down with him.

Therefore, they can only help the weaker side, try their best to maintain the balance, and prevent the orcs from expanding wildly and uncontrollably, so as to greatly increase the power of Gruumsh, who controls the fields of war and strength.

Dumasong was certainly not foolish enough to consider this Red Dragon, which had slaughtered the Shield Dwarves, as an ally.

But given the current situation, He had no choice but to grit His teeth and form a temporary "military alliance" with the Red Dragon to Contend Against Gruumsh and resist the orcs' rampant expansion.

Gruumsh, enraged, raised his spear and roared, "Dumasong, you are a hopeless coward! One day, your people will be slaughtered by that Red Dragon!"

Keosius, however, retorted without mercy, "Boring speculation—if you were given the chance, the entire Dwarf race would probably be wiped out. Your Highness Dumasong can tell what is more important."

"Old greenskin, stop wasting your time! The orcs' expansion on the Feanso Continent ends here!"

The Red Dragon raised its head and let out a deafening roar. A raging sea of fire poured out with the roar, turning half the sky red.

Gruumsh's face was grim, and his hands, gripping the spear and battle axe, trembled slightly. "Fine, very well. Is this your confidence?"

But you don't know that there are differences even among gods. I will show you—what Greater God is!

The Divine Power Domain belonging to the Orc God expanded once again, and the crimson divine light almost enveloped the sky and the earth, becoming increasingly violent and unrestrained.

Neither Keosius's Progenitor Dragon Might nor Dumasong's Divine Power Domain could withstand the pressure released by Gruumsh, and they even became fragmented, like a small boat tossed about in a storm.

"Whoosh—"

Gewushe's arm muscles bulged, veins stood out, and his blood-stained spear, carrying a cone-shaped divine power capable of piercing through anything, tore through the air.

The orc, gripping his spear with one arm, created a terrifying momentum as he charged toward the Dwarf not far away.

Dumasong suddenly pressed the Ore Giant Shield against his body.

The spear Ground Spike the giant shield fiercely, and in an instant, rubble flew everywhere, and all sorts of ores tumbled out. But this time, the shield made of rocks and mineral veins was actually pierced through by the spear tip! The spear tip was stained with the blood of Dwarf and Elf gods, and was also enveloped in a blood-red divine light, which would cause great damage to any object with the essence of "Dwarf".

"Dumasong, I will destroy this avatar just as I killed your brother, and ultimately kill your true self!"

Gruumsh unleashed a powerful, arrogant roar.

After piercing the giant shield, the spear continued its thrust toward the Dwarf's heart. As a god who had fought against many Dwarf for thousands of years, Gruumsh knew their weaknesses all too well.

Moreover, there is indeed an insurmountable boundary between Greater God and moderate divine power. This is reflected in the battles between avatars, where Gruumsh's divine power can easily annihilate and destroy Dumasong's divine power.

Upon hearing Gruumsh's words, Dumasong's usually expressionless face erupted with rage. In an instant, he gathered all his divine power, and rocky peaks rose up to block Gruumsh's path.

But this Orc God was unstoppable, and in the blink of an eye, he pierced through the several mountain peaks one after another.

Just as the blood-stained spear was about to pierce Dumasong's chest and penetrate his heart, a triumphant roar suddenly echoed in the sky.

"Roar--"

Gruumsh quickly looked up and saw the Red Dragon flapping its wings and descending from the sky, spewing out flames containing many primal elements that blasted straight at his head.

But Gruumsh was already on guard. He suddenly raised his left hand, holding the battle axe horizontally, using the axe blade to block the flames. However, the surging flames continued to wash over and erode the blood-red divine light on his body, even scorching his skin black.

At the same time, Gruumsh's right hand continued to thrust forward, heading straight for the Dwarf's chest. The killing intent released by that Greater God being was enough to silence all things.

A resolute glint appeared in Dumasong's eyes. He stopped dodging and instead mobilized the divine power within him, making the earth-yellow light around him even thicker. He swung the enormous Lava Hammer with all his might and smashed it head-on towards the orc.

As the Great Hammer swung, the earth suddenly cracked open, and countless pillars of magma erupted, bombarding the orcs one after another.

At the same time, Keosius swooped down from mid-air, the dragon crystal on his chest shimmering like the sun, trailing chaotic flames, and flew toward the orc's back.

"With your abilities—"

A deep light burst forth from Gruumsh's single eye, and in an instant, his tall and imposing body exuded a terrifying pressure, with his blood-red God Domain spreading to a radius of a hundred miles.

"You dare to be my enemy?!" The voice was like the roar of a volcanic eruption or the end of the world.

In the storm of divine power, Dumasong and Keosius were frozen in place for a moment, and the ancient battlefield from tens of thousands of years ago reappeared in their eyes.

Dumasong, who had personally experienced the war and was deeply impressed by it, even witnessed his brother being pierced by Gruumsh's spear, with golden Divine Blood splattering in the sky.

This is the overwhelming pressure of Greater God! It can even frighten and disorient a True God of mid-level divine power.

Gruumsh's expression grew increasingly ferocious and violent, and his single eye was now bloodshot.

In an instant, the orc swung his battle axe at the enormous Red Dragon descending from the sky with his left hand, and thrust his spear at the rock Dwarf standing on the ground with his right.

Just as the battle axe was about to strike the top of the Red Dragon, Keosius finally broke free from the control of the divine power. Seeing the sharp axe blade coming towards him, he had no choice but to turn his head away to avoid vital parts.

"Sizzle—"

The axe blade, carrying a crimson divine light, easily sliced through the scales, tore through the flesh, and cleaved deep into the Red Dragon's shoulder.

"Aww!!"

Broken scales scattered, scalding dragon blood splattered everywhere, and the Red Dragon, in intense pain, instinctively let out a heart-wrenching roar.

Under the cutting of the battle axe, the bones in the Red Dragon's shoulder were almost exposed. If the wound had shifted a few meters to the right, it would have probably chopped off the entire wing—even for the regeneratively powerful Progenitor Dragon, this was an extremely serious injury.

However, under such injuries, the violent, excited, and extremely warlike ancestral bloodline within Keosius was also fully activated. A thin layer of blood light covered his golden vertical pupils, and then two blazing flames shot into the sky.

Keosius lunged at the orc, the battle axe slamming into his shoulder, his massive claws lashing out at Gruumsh's back as he roared incoherently, "I'll kill you!"

The claw blades also emitted primordial powers such as chaos and order, even tearing apart Gruumsh's protective divine light.

Faced with the berserk Red Dragon, Gruumsh dared not be careless. He suddenly drew his battle axe, and dragon blood splattered into the air. Then, he once again fiercely chopped down on the Red Dragon's head.

But the next moment, Dumasong was also suddenly awakened from the illusion of his brother's tragic death. He swung the Lava Hammer in his hand in a fit of rage, and his divine power surged out like a volcanic eruption.

With this strike, He burned His primordial divine power, and even the rock Dwarf spat out a mouthful of Divine Blood!

"Boom!"

Caught off guard, the Lava Hammer slammed down hard on Gruumsh's head.

The earthen-yellow divine light suddenly burst forth, forming a huge spherical force field in mid-air. The Shockwave, carrying sand and dust, instantly spread for thousands of meters. Then, columns of magma erupted from the ground.

Faced with this powerful blow aimed directly at his head, the crimson divine light on Gruumsh's body rippled, and cracks appeared.

However, this was not the end. Keosius swung his claws through the air, completely shattering the already cracked, Greater God light protecting his body! In an instant, with a muffled thud, Gruumsh was knocked to the side by the Great Hammer. His broken fangs and Divine Blood splattered into the air, making him look disheveled and miserable.

The Blood Spear even slipped from his hand, spun a few times in the air, and then embedded itself deeply in the ground some distance away.

If an ordinary mortal—or even a demigod—were to encounter an attack of this level, it would likely die on the spot, its head smashed to pieces.

However, Gruumsh's avatar was enhanced and tempered by Greater God, and its physical strength had reached an unbelievable level. The attack just now only caused him some minor injuries.

"You are courting death!! Red Dragon, you have completely enraged me! I will take your soul back to the Nishrek Kingdom, where you will suffer torment for millions of years!"

Gruumsh was enraged. He roared madly, his Divine Blood burning within him, and once again swung his battle axe at the Red Dragon, unleashing hundreds of Blood-colored Blade Light in an instant.

But Dumasong summoned the Ore Giant Shield again to block in front of Keosius, while Keosius frantically accumulated energy, gathering all the complex and chaotic power within his body into the dragon crystal in his chest.

In an instant, brilliant flames erupted from the dragon crystal, with an exceptionally high temperature, and blazing red and orange light intertwined.

Countless particles of light burst forth, and the flowing flames intertwined like threads. They began to fluctuate violently, releasing intense light and radiation, creating a corona-like halo around the dragon crystal.

The sky presented a fiery, turbulent, and magnificent scene, with a strong wave spreading out like ripples.