Six Hundred Years!

Winter of World Calendar Year 599.

Despite suffering heavy losses, 009 did not stop fighting and continued to press the Longwu Empire step by step. However, due to the loss of several major combat forces, 009 gradually became indifferent to the war.

It could be said that the war on the front lines was no longer a scene of intense suffering, but rather filled with a depressing stillness.

From this moment on, the nature of the game changed in some way.

In his Phasing form, 009 kept stroking the God-Slaying Spear. He sat beneath the statue, surrounded by a pile of divine artifacts.

Adolf's divine twin pistols, made of ebony and White Ivory.

The artifact of Nairasojin, the Ten-Day Holy Artifact.

The Centaur's divine weapon, the Thorn Wheel Revolving Axe.

The divine artifact of Qianhou, the Nine Clear Stone Pendant.

The first few artifacts need no further explanation. Thousand Throat's artifact is the only one without combat power, but it possesses a rare defensive ability against mental attacks.

This Nine Clear Stone Pendant can help the wearer maintain their sanity and prevent mental disturbances, so that Thousand Throat will not completely lose control when he goes berserk.

Arthur's artifact, the Recurve Core, had long been destroyed.

But now... none of these magical artifacts are needed anymore.

009, who was sitting on the ground stroking the God-Slaying Spear, suddenly looked up at a mirror next to him.

This mirror is also a divine artifact. As mentioned before, it is the only split object that 009, apart from the God-Slaying Spear, has ever seen that has truly shocked him.

The creation of the God-Slaying Spear originated from the energy overflowing from the God's Blood, so strictly speaking, it is not too unexpected.

This mirror is the most outstanding split in 009 to date.

It is called the Yin-Yang Symbiotic Heavenly Wheel Mirror.

"In the end, I still have to do it myself."

He had entrusted the mirror to Adolf, who, given Adolf abilities, should be the least likely to die.

But it was 009 who killed him.

And now, Adolf's body is right there beside him.

An empty shell devoid of consciousness, yet possessing combat strength at the fifth rank.

This was created by the Angel Mo himself.

At that moment, an old man pushed open the church door and came to 009.

"Boss, everything is ready."

009 looked up and saw that the Sword Forger, with four swords on his back.

These four swords are all different in style, and the purple sword on the far left has the ability to manipulate Repulsive Force and gravity.

From left to right, there is a red, beast-shaped sword. This sword can fuse with its wielder, allowing the wielder to transform into a beast, go berserk, and become an ultimate creature.

Further to the right is a brown, knife-shaped sword. This sword has the ability to greatly increase the speed of its wielder, similar to the Rabbit Talisman.

On the far right is a short sword that looks ordinary, but it has two Absolute Trait.

For Absolute Sever and Absolute Pierce.

Ah, that's right, these four swords are the remains of Arthur and the others.

After they died, their bodies were torn to pieces, and it was impossible to piece them back together into a complete body.

Faced with this fragment of the corpse, 009 handed it over to the Sword Forger.

The Sword Forger used his powers to reassemble the corpses and transform them into these four swords.

In this way, at least the bodies of those four people are intact, and if they are to be resurrected later, these four swords will be their corpses.

Just then, Lin Feng and Nightmare also entered the church.

"Everything is ready."

009 glanced at the pendulum clock beside him, the time ticking away second by second.

The moment the midnight bells rang, both the Outer Sea Continent and the Central Continent erupted in jubilation.

The tolling of the bell signifies that the game has entered its six-hundred-year mark.

That is, the node of the fourth-order subfield.

009 grinned and vanished from the church in an instant.

Adolf's body, meanwhile, quietly opened its eyes.

"A battle must be fought one step at a time."

"Things should be done one at a time."

"You start, bug."

Central Continent.

At the foot of the Great Snow Mountain in the far north, nine giants opened their eyes.

Boom!

The snow-capped mountain suddenly began to shake, as if something was awakening.

One of the giants raised his head. "Has it finally arrived?"

Another giant looked up and said, "Yes, they've finally arrived."

The roar of the snow-capped mountains continued. On that day, the long-dormant volcano erupted, and with a deafening roar, a colossal creature crawled out of the crater.

His enormous body blotted out the sky, larger than any giant, and scalding lava flowed down like sweat.

The snow melted and evaporated into mist in an instant, and a heat wave swept across the entire far north, even darkening the sky.

Boom!

The nine giants all knelt on the ground, then raised their hands and cried out, "Primal Fire Seed, God of Flame, my Father!" x9

Titan's body emerged completely from the volcano, growing larger and larger, a hundred times larger than before.

Until the size of his kick was comparable to the highest mountain in the far north.

He stood upright, and the heat emanating from him was like that of the sun.

Titan looked towards the distant continent, the territory of 004, shrouded in a layer of gloom, where countless Black Goat Fetus had taken root on the edge of that world.

"The angel didn't come to me, and I don't want to wait any longer."

"Go forth, send forth all the giants, trample every inch of land with your feet, and raze those nations to the ground."

The moment Titans were unleashed, the entire far north began to crumble and split open.

Countless giants rose from the heavy snow, covering the mountains and plains in dense, overwhelming numbers. To conserve energy, they chose to extinguish the furnace and thus fell into slumber.

But the Titans' heat awakened them, and once all the giants had risen, they rose like mountains and began a massive march south.

Central Continent, South, Elf Empire.

The war with the Desert Empire lasted for hundreds of years, and the Elf Empire won an overwhelming victory over the Desert Empire.

The remaining territory, under the leadership of the Martial Emperor, is still resisting the Elf Empire.

However, today, the Desert Empire's last hope has vanished.

In the ancient Ancient Tree City, the capital of the Elf Empire, the Elf King is discussing with a group of sages how to quickly defeat the Martial Emperor.

As the king was speaking, a black mist suddenly enveloped the entire temple!

The king rose from his throne with a startled cry, not knowing what had happened.

The others were the same; they had no idea what was going on.

However, the black mist quickly contracted onto the throne and then transformed into a humanoid life form.

He had long, dark gray-gold hair, dark red and tyrannical pupils, and wore a long robe with tree-patterned stripes in black and dark green.

And, sharp claws, and long, pointed ears.

The king turned his head in shock. "Could it be?"

"The God of Elves, Til Sandrius?"

Sandrius grinned at the Elf King and swung his hand, severing the Elf King's head.

His fingernails were as sharp as knives, and before the Elf King could even react, his head had already separated from his body.

And the crown on his head subsequently fell into the hands of Sandrius.

Sandrius picked up the crown, blew off the dust, and put it on his head. "Come on, let's continue our previous conversation."

Upon seeing this, all the elves knelt down. None of them had ever seen this person before.

But there's no need to see him; a single glance is enough to tell that the person before you must be the God of Elves.

It was as if all the spirits and plants were connected to him, along with his power.

What kind of powerful force is that?

Number 0 33: God of Elves (Half-step to Tier 5)