Bayer Strikes, a Bedraggled Dannington

Above the Tianji Mountain Range, purple lightning and eerie blood-colored radiance flickered incessantly as two phantoms crisscrossed, colliding from time to time and shattering vast swathes of space.

"Hahaha! Ninisha, let's end this here. If we continue like this, we won't be able to determine a winner."

Dannington retreated a certain distance, ceased his assault, and spoke with a light chuckle.

Ninisha frowned, yet she had to admit that she could do nothing against Dannington. If Dannington insisted on holding her back, it would be very difficult for her to kill the members of the Four Divine Beasts Clan.

A Paragon Highgod is synonymous with invincibility, and that is not just an empty claim. It is not merely because they crush ordinary Highgods, but more importantly, because they cannot defeat one another—this is the power of Willpower.

Different Paragons may vary due to their specific traits—differing in material, soul, attack, defense, or speed—but they cannot form an overwhelming advantage; no one can kill anyone else.

Paragons have no weaknesses. Since the dawn of the world, no Highgod has ever been able to kill a Paragon, not even when multiple Paragons besieged one.

"Hahaha! Dannington, I never expected that you would one day protect the Four Divine Beasts Clan!"

Just as Ninisha and Dannington were confronting each other across the air, a sound of tearing through the sky rang out, and a figure in white robes arrived like a hurricane.

Hearing this voice, both Dannington and Ninisha's expressions shifted. Ninisha's face showed a hint of joy and confusion, while Dannington's expression turned much gloomier.

"Swish!"

The cyan hurricane condensed into shape, transforming into a figure with white hair and white eyebrows. Beneath his long, narrow brows, cold light seeped from his pupils.

The newcomer was none other than the Wind-style Paragon Highgod—Bayer!

"Bayer, what are you here for?"

Dannington spoke with a solemn expression, his face showing a hint of vigilance.

"As Ninisha and I are both envoys of the Sovereign of Water, I am naturally here to help."

Bayer gently stroked his smooth chin. In his fair palm, a cyan longsword as thin as a cicada's wing appeared instantly, emitting bursts of sound as it cut through the air.

Ninisha nodded slightly at Bayer to acknowledge him, then glanced toward the high sky before withdrawing her gaze.

Although she saw nothing, Ninisha knew that either the Sovereign or Palhouse must be present. After all, Bayer was still in the Water Elemental Plane before they set off; he could only have arrived so quickly with the help of a Chief God to speed his journey.

Compared to Ninisha, Dannington's expression was much uglier as he spoke in a cold voice:

"Bayer, must you interfere in this matter?"

Facing Dannington's attitude, Bayer did not care in the slightest, chuckling as he continued:

"Dannington, I advise you not to meddle with the Four Divine Beasts Clan. This matter has nothing to do with you anyway."

Hearing this, Dannington felt conflicted for a moment, his fists clenching subconsciously.

Although Dannington was not afraid—after all, even if Bayer and Ninisha joined forces, they could only gain the upper hand and make him look slightly disheveled, but they could not truly cause him any harm.

However, at their level, being at a slight disadvantage and looking disheveled while fighting others was already quite embarrassing. Yet, if he left directly, it would also be shameful if word got out. Even with two Paragons against him, Dannington's pride would not allow him to back down.

At this moment, among the crowd below, Gaislesen and the others turned pale, while Barbary and his group showed expressions of wild ecstasy.

"Big Brother, let's make our move. Perhaps we can take a few of Barbary's lot down with us while we still can."

Gus, the White Tiger Patriarch, had bloodshot eyes as he sent a telepathic message to Gaislesen.

The moment Bayer appeared, he realized that today would surely be dire. If Dannington were defeated, they would all certainly die. Since death was inevitable, it would be better to charge out now; perhaps they could kill a few people to serve as cushions.

"Get ready!"

Bolin on the opposite side also realized something. Seeing the expressions of the Four Divine Beasts Clan members, he retreated slightly and sent a message to the other seven. In an instant, the atmosphere between the two sides became tense.

At the same moment, high above the firmament, a mass of gray energy condensed and landed beside a middle-aged man with a round face wearing blue robes.

"Palhouse pays his respects to Lord Utrade!"

Palhouse, who had been watching the scene below, bowed slightly toward the gray figure. Although he, Palhouse, was also a Sovereign-level powerhouse, he was still far inferior when facing a Rule Sovereign.

"Palhouse, the Four Divine Beasts Clan is, after all, a Chief God clan, and the Four Divine Beasts are also Chief Gods of my Hell. It is not very appropriate for you to send Bayer."

The Sovereign of Destruction's body was covered in a layer of gray mist as he spoke in a flat tone.

"Apologies, Lord Utrade. Bayer is acting under the orders of Lord Hope. Although I am a Chief God, I cannot command Bayer."

Palhouse slowly straightened up, looking at Utrade neither servile nor overbearing.

Utrade was silent for a moment after hearing this, then took a deep look at Palhouse before the gray energy dissipated entirely.

"Dannington, it seems you have no intention of leaving. Then today, we shall let our strength do the talking!"

Seeing that Dannington still had not left, Bayer's expression turned much colder, and the cicada-wing longsword Sovereign Artifact in his hand began to hum.

"Sss-sss~~"

The next moment, cyan Chief God power surged over Bayer's body before being drawn into his core, and a massive amount of cyan light began to condense with Bayer at the center.

"Rumble~~"

At the same time, the long spear in Ninisha's hand began to dance. Purple lightning, flashing with golden runes, formed a spiral and began to gather with Ninisha at the center.

Ninisha and Bayer exchanged a glance and nodded at each other. Then, the two streams of energy rose into the sky and converged toward the same point.

Ninisha and Bayer, both being envoys of the Sovereign of Water, had not known each other long but had sparred before. Furthermore, both were adept at material attacks, making their cooperation incredibly tacit; lightning and wind currents surged simultaneously.

"Damn it!"

Dannington cursed inwardly, then quickly retreated a distance. His hands moved incessantly, and blood-colored patterns emerged all around him before suddenly exploding to form a massive barrier.

"Roar!"

The next moment, purple lightning and cyan wind currents condensed simultaneously, transforming into two massive azure dragons—one purple and one cyan—that looked down upon the entire continent from high above.

"Sizzle~~"

A million meters up in the sky, the terrifying purple electric light and cyan wind blades intersected, instantly tearing open a massive spatial rift that revealed a pitch-black void where seven-colored Spatial Turbulence surged incessantly.

"Is... is this really the power of a god?"

Barbary swallowed hard, his grip tightening on the Sovereign artifact whip in his hand.

"This is the power of a Paragon Highgod. If our Four Divine Beasts Clan had even one Paragon, we would never have ended up like this."

Standing in front of his younger siblings, Gaislesen clenched his fists, a look of deep resentment flashing in his eyes.

Facing the terrifying azure dragons in the void, Dannington's expression grew increasingly grave; this was the first time he had felt such immense pressure.

Ninisha and Bayer, one cultivating the profound mysteries of the Laws of Thunder and the other the Laws of Wind, were both types who excelled in material attacks. With both of them utilizing Sovereign's Might and offensive Sovereign artifacts to unleash a joint attack, the power was truly the pinnacle of what a god could achieve.

"ROAR!!!"

The two azure dragons moved, and energy that shook the heavens and earth, as if to destroy the world, descended from the sky. The blood-colored barrier Dannington had released with all his might was pierced through in an instant, and the terrifying cyan-purple radiance surged toward him.

"Hum~~"

The gray Sovereign artifact armor on Dannington's body emitted a series of hums, and at the same time, the Sovereign's Might of Death within him began to release continuously, forming an arc-shaped blood-colored battle armor over his skin.

"Boom~~"

A long while later, the terrifying energy slowly dissipated and the spatial rift healed bit by bit, revealing Dannington's somewhat disheveled figure.

Although he was not truly injured thanks to his defensive Sovereign artifact, the feeling of being treated like a punching bag without the ability to fight back was far from pleasant.