The War God, wielding the Salvation Divine Blade and the Word of Power Blade, dueled the Tyrant wielding the God Eater Spear on a plain that had long since been torn beyond recognition. Every clash between spear and sword redefined the surrounding skies and terrain.
The War God possessed unprecedented combat instincts, while the Tyrant possessed exceptional skill forged through fighting millions of gods on the battlefield. Their divinities were extremely close in level, and their weapons were both god-slaying arms capable of destroying divinities. For a time, neither could gain the upper hand.
However, any god or demon skilled in battle and slaughter—or simply one whose eyes were not blind—would have felt that the scales of victory leaned toward the War God.
As for why, all they had to do was look up at the sky.
"Boom—!!!"
A heaven-shaking explosion, enough to rupture eardrums, suddenly resounded across the sky.
Now, mythical weapons that even gods and heroes generally possessed only one of were being casually launched like worthless arrows.
Countless original Divine Artifacts became a torrent of light. Their roars echoed between heaven and earth, and the continuously exploding brilliance replaced the sun. Every original Divine Artifact that struck the ground shook the earth and altered Utopia's terrain.
Moreover, whenever Divine Artifacts shot forth from the enormous Mandala Formation and transformed into heavenly lightning, the individual squares within the formation lit up, replenishing themselves with new Divine Artifacts and beginning another round of fire.
Whenever weapons of every kind struck the War God, they were sent flying away regardless of which pantheon they came from. But when they landed on Utopia's Tyrant... that was another matter.
There was an emotion that always came more suddenly than love.
It was called despair.
"Splurt—"
Bright red blood burst from the Demon