As the Sun God, Pelor was immune to fire-based energy damage.
The same was true of Marshal Ma, Great Emperor of Splendid Radiance, as a god of fire.
How could mere flames possibly affect him?
The fireball landed before him, only to be swept away in its entirety with a flick of his cloak.
Seeing this, Pelor understood that his opponent's abilities were far more than those of a mere lesser deity.
His strongest means, the divine power of the sun, was ineffective against him. That left only divine power stronger than his opponent's.
Without the effect of rules to guide it, divine power could at most make Pelor physically stronger than Marshal Ma, Great Emperor of Splendid Radiance.
Unlike Pelor, who rarely engaged in divine wars and, even when he did, mostly crushed his enemies through overwhelming divine power and vast numbers of petitioners, Marshal Ma, Great Emperor of Splendid Radiance, had spent his entire life fighting as a guardian marshal.
How could Pelor possibly compare to that combat experience?
No matter how great Pelor's strength was, it was useless if his attacks could not land on Marshal Ma, Great Emperor of Splendid Radiance.
The crescent spear in Marshal Ma, Great Emperor of Splendid Radiance's hand moved like a divine dragon—its head seen but its tail unseen—while the golden brick in his other hand came and went like a specter, flying out when least expected.
By the time Pelor noticed it, it was usually already at his throat, forcing him to unleash powerful divine force to clear the field.
The Crimson Crow behind him and the White Snake at his waist had both been born in dependence upon Marshal Ma, Great Emperor of Splendid Radiance, and from time to time assisted the Great Emperor's attacks.
At times they threw