Chapter Eighteen: The Forest God Is Dead, Burn Paper Offerings If You Need Anything

In theory, that was how it should have gone.

But just as the Winged Species were protected by Arteshu and the Goblin Race by Okan, the Forest Spirit Race also had its own god—a deity, like Okan, ranked among the first echelon of the Divine Spirit Race.

The instant the city's defensive barrier shattered, an enormous magic circle appeared above it. Marrow Burst was completely blocked, and most of its power passed through the crimson sky like light striking a mirror, shooting directly into outer space.

A tiny portion of that power spread outward from the Forest Spirit Race's capital, like a tsunami carrying vast quantities of spirit particles. The mere shockwaves of the blocked attack blasted apart the surrounding earth, erased the nearby forests, and sent the steel fleet in the sky rocking wildly out of control.

"Who dares cause trouble in my territory?"

The deity that rose from the center of the city possessed the same giant stature, yet lacked the robust build of Arteshu and Okan, instead carrying an androgynous air. His commanding gaze swept across everything around him.

Thus, Forest God Kynas made his entrance.

P.S.: Although the novel never mentioned the Forest God's gender, I figured no goddess would use a name like Kainas. After all, Kainas could be translated as Kaineth.

Chapter Eighteen: The Forest God Is Dead, Burn Paper Offerings If You Need Anything

The god with emerald hair stood beneath the crimson sky, gazing coldly at the distant Goblin Race warships, his expression indifferent as if covered in frost that had never melted since ancient times.

Kainas was furious—extremely furious. Furious in the same way Kaineth would be upon discovering his wife had become a brush's devoted lapdog.

He had just been in his palace, researching how to strengthen Spirit Destruction Sorcery