P.S.: After hearing people say in previous chapters that I was padding the word count with title prefixes, my feelings were rather complicated.
I only wrote those title prefixes because I thought they sounded cool.
Victory Decided
Since ancient times, horses had been closely associated with the Sun God.
The Sun God riding a chariot from east to west had been widely passed down in many civilizations. India, the Norse lands, Divine China, and Babylon were no exceptions.
In this barren world, a sun was rising.
"O immortal sun, grant me your shining steeds!"
At the call of the spirit words, surging flames transformed into white horses, dragging long trails of light as they charged toward the ill-intentioned gods.
They descended from the sky like a burst dam.
As the saying went, a thousand cups were too few when drinking with a kindred spirit, while half a sentence was too much when words did not align.
The God of War who had "sealed" the strongest Godslayer and the divine kings who hoped to have more Territory Rulers vote through the appearance of Absolute Evil clearly could not reach an agreement.
And when talks broke down, war naturally followed!
"To command the Sun God's servants, you seem to have some skill. But such tricks are far from enough before me!"
Standing atop a chariot drawn by several rams, the majestic and towering God of Thunder shouted loudly.
The immense power dormant within him suddenly stirred, and a powerful aura erupted from his body in an instant. Dazzling golden light filled his form, its brilliant radiance enveloping him like the golden armor of a war god.
He drew an arrow from the quiver on his back, nocked it to his bowstring, and shot it toward the charging white horse with perfect form.