World Will's Struggle

Set's incarnation, the Quicksand Giant Snake, let out a sky-shattering hiss, finally biting with pinpoint accuracy at the theoretical neck of the World-class Chaos God Crocodile.

In less than a blink, large swathes of Black Corrosion appeared around the Chaos God's neck.

A composite power of multiple divinities—Poison, Corruption, Destruction—spread across the Chaos God. In the time it took to blink, the affected area exceeded a thousand square meters. From the Chaos God's upper body to its dangling tentacles, a visible third of its form was corroded by venom, even showing signs of cracking and disintegrating inch by inch.

"Won!?" Nephthys and Anubis watched this scene in astonishment.

For a moment, a somewhat unrealistic hope flickered in their hearts.

Unfortunately, Set's strongest asset was ultimately just his aura.

The Chaos God opposite them, like an enraged porcupine, suddenly bristled with countless spikes over ten meters long.

No, those weren't spikes!

They were like sea snakes, each with a small mouth at its tip that continuously opened and closed.

"Sss... sss... sss!"

Set's incarnation, which had just pounced, immediately tasted the sensation of "pierced by myriad arrows."

Similarly, countless murky light spots began to spread from the snake's body at each wound!

The Chaos God seemed to say, "Come on! Let's hurt each other!"

Set twisted his snake body incarnation, clearly unwilling to yield. From his snake mouth, he spewed out third and fourth attributes.

There was the incongruous aura of frost, and also biological fluid as hot as lava.

It was obvious this wasn't his divine power, but support from the will of the Imas World.

But it was futile!

The Chaos God's two claws on its shoulders suddenly moved in a way that defied biological knowledge, bending backward at the joint. The sound of joints cracking like thunder could