The Old Geezer's Sneak Attack / Fivefold Kaioken

The magical power in the atmosphere had reached its limit.

Immediately following, accompanied by roaring thunder and a violent storm, a tall figure slowly emerged from the fluctuating magical energy.

The newcomer was dressed in rough clothing, with leather armor on his chest and arms, and a wide, dark red cloak behind him. He had long hair, was over two meters tall, and the lower half of his face was completely covered by a curly beard. His muscular arms, protruding from his sleeves, looked like tree roots rooted to the ground.

[Character: Melqart]

[Status: King of the Phoenicia, Disobedient God]

The towering figure that emerged from the energy vortex was none other than Baal, the god-king worshipped by the Phoenicia.

At this moment, He was suspended in the air, surrounded by raging winds, torrential rain, scorching lightning, and immense divine power.

Melqart, the god of the sky, also possesses a rather complex divine nature; figures like the dragon slayer and Beelzebub bear his shadow.

Immediately, a rough and bold voice swept in from the storm.

"Hahahaha! We've finally met here, invincible war god of the East! You summoned me to fight me, haven't you? In that case, I'll let you, invincible war god, taste the bitterness of defeat!"

Melqart's voice boomed like thunder, echoing through the mountains and forests.

"Another... another disobedient god?!"

Erica, standing not far away, stared wide-eyed in disbelief, her voice filled with shock and fear.

It should be noted that under normal circumstances, the chance of encountering even one disobedient god is already one in a billion, but recently, two gods have descended at the same time.

More importantly, she had already exhausted all her strength and was struggling to hold on under the divine power of the young god.

The sudden appearance of the second one directly shattered her physical and psychological defenses, causing her camellia-like beauty to slightly distort.

The girl's delicate body, exposed to the wind and rain, trembled incessantly.

Anyone who knows Erica well would be shocked to see this.

Because that usually arrogant and unruly beautiful girl could one day show such fear, trembling, and a pale face.

She suddenly realized how ridiculous the boast she had made to her uncle seemed.

Faced with God's appearance, she dared not interrupt, much less resist any of God's words or actions; this was her true feeling from the bottom of her heart.

How could humans possibly kill such great gods?!

Just as Erica was in a daze, her mind and soul almost sinking into the overwhelming divine power, she heard a voice coming from the storm. "Everyone's here, let's begin. You two come at me together, I'm in a hurry."

Chapter 459 The Old Guy's Sneak Attack

When Ren finished speaking, even the storm and thunder in the atmosphere seemed to pause for a moment.

Erica wondered if she had misheard.

Even if this man is Campione!, how confident must he be to simultaneously challenge two disobedient gods!

Before God, even the most outstanding knight like her could not withstand his overwhelming power.

Even Campione! only possesses the basic ability to compete with gods.

However, this does not mean that those Campione! are known as "god-killers" can always send gods back to mythology.

Because every battle between Campione! and a god is extremely dangerous, the slightest mistake can lead to death.

Figures like Marquis Voban and the King of Swords, despite their subjective intention to prey on disobedient gods, still give their all in every battle, otherwise they would still have a high probability of being killed by the gods.

They were simply enjoying the thrill of battle, making them outliers even among Campione!.

If they were to challenge two disobedient gods at the same time, and these were the renowned God of War and the King of the Mediterranean, they would be reckless, but not stupid.

Even Verethragna, let alone an ordinary person like Erica, was taken aback when he heard this.

This was truly the first time he had ever seen a human with such a boastful tone.

"Even if you are Campione!, isn't it a bit too arrogant of you to challenge both me and the god-king of the Mediterranean at the same time?"

Not to mention.

That line should have been said by Him.

How did it become a human's turn to beat them to it?

"Where did this arrogant brat come from! Daring to challenge the great God-King! Hmph! Boy, I don't have time to play house with you right now. The War God who summoned me is my target!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the void, filled with a raging storm, tore open two rifts, and two thick, pillar-like weapons flew out from the cracks and landed beside Melqart.

The two club-like weapons exuded a terrifying sense of oppression, and the concentration of cursed energy in the atmosphere was so high that it could easily poison thousands of sorcerers with cursed energy.

Along with the immense magical power came an even more violent storm.

In an instant, the trees on the grassland were uprooted, the stones on the ground were blown away and rolled down, and even Erica, a genius girl who was only sixteen years old and the best in the world, was blown into the air like a piece of paper.

To the God-King, even a genius girl like Erica was still just a human, and humans were no different from roadside stones, completely disregarded by Him.

Watching the figure swaying in the storm, Ren frowned, and his figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

When he reappeared, he was already beside the girl who was being blown around haphazardly in the sky like a withered leaf.

After grabbing the girl's arm, he immediately pulled her into his arms.

Her cool yet incredibly soft body pressed against his, and Ren frowned slightly. So big... no, so wet.

While he himself was completely dry, Erica, lacking any rainproof magic, was soaked to the bone, looking like a drowned rat.

However, it must be said that in a world with a relatively normal size, it is indeed very large.

Of course, she can't compare to Lavinia and Rias.

Ren quickly regained his composure and looked at the girl, whose expression still held a hint of timidity, saying, "You're just an ordinary person; you shouldn't get involved in this mess."

Ren landed on the ground. The surrounding storm was still strong, but it was no longer strong enough to easily blow a person away.

"Can you go back by yourself?"

"Yes... yes."

After landing, Erica regained some composure and nodded.

"At this distance, the divine power of those two gods is no longer enough to affect me."

Her magical power is usable normally; as long as she uses it to strengthen her body, she can easily escape the area covered by divine power.

"Then let's go."

Ren waved his hand.

Although he still wanted to get to know one of the original female leads better and build a better relationship with her, now was not the time to do so.

"I'm going to have a word with those two old men."

Before Erica could even thank him, Ren had already vanished from her sight.

She stood there stunned for about two seconds, then channeled her magical power and quickly left the place.

At the same time.

Verethragna and Melqart were at this time engaging in pre-match hype.

They showered each other with compliments, praising each other with terms like "great" and "invincible."

However, their boasting about each other is merely a ploy to bolster their own reputations in order to defeat one another later.

When Ren reappeared, Melqart frowned as he looked at Ren.

He seemed displeased because Ren had disrupted the atmosphere between him and Verethragna.

"Instead of running away, they're coming after me instead?"

"Hehe, God-King Melqart, you must not underestimate this human. Carefully sense whether he possesses the powers of our kind within his body?"

Verethragna smiled, his eyes narrowing.

After Melqart's reminder, He began to scrutinize Ren with a critical eye.

"Hmph! So you're a young Campione!. No wonder you were so arrogant just now."

"But that was just a small test. You'll have to keep trying to please me!"

Lightning bolted from the sky, aimed at Ren's body.

Ren dodged instantly, effortlessly.

"That old bastard actually launched a sneak attack. In that case, I won't hold back either."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ren activated his transformation.

Accompanied by blazing purple flames, deep purple armor swiftly appeared on his body.

The holy spear pierced through the purple flames, and the sacred fire that spilled outwards could even ignore the storm.

Ren hadn't realized it before, but now that he held the Holy Lance, he suddenly discovered that the combination of the Holy Lance and the Purple Flame was simply perfect.

Flames clinging to the Twilight Spear, even without using the Overpowering Radiance, can amplify the full power of the Cross of the Purple Flame Sacrificial Lord.

Is this considered a set bonus?

After all, both the Holy Lance and the Dissection Platform possess pure divine attributes.

However, Ren didn't think too much about it. The Super Acceleration from the Kamen Rider Kabuto world gave Ren an extremely fast speed, comparable to the so-called "god speed" realm in this world.

Ren vanished from Melqart's sight in an instant, but instead of looking around aimlessly like the underlings, he realized the problem.

"Hehehe! Very good! It seems you have entered the realm of lightning speed. Then try to outrun me!"

In an instant, the number of lightning strikes from the sky increased hundreds of times, but Ren had already experienced similar attacks several times before and didn't take them seriously at all.

If the Third Ancestor were here, he would know that using lightning from the sky to deal with Ren would be a complete waste of time.

Moreover, taking advantage of this opportunity, Ren had already closed in behind Melqart, Twilight Spear aimed at the god's head, thrusting out like a dragon.

Chapter 460 Five Kaioken

The looming sense of deadly danger sent chills down Melqart's spine.

If he were hit, he would surely die.

There was no time to concern himself with why the man possessed weapons capable of Grim Reaper; the two weapons of the intelligent god-king automatically protected their master at Melqart's command.

Those are the two sticks of different colors.

It looks like a large club used in the primitive era.

However, these two idiots have quite a background.

These were all powerful weapons that Melqart had commissioned craftsmen to forge for him before he became the God-King, and he ultimately used them to kill the Dragon King Yam, thus securing his position as the God-King.

The first stick is named The Pursuer, and the second stick is named The Exiler; the former is a symbol of wind, while the latter symbolizes lightning.

Facing Ren's fatal blow, the Pursuer flew in as nimbly as a swallow riding a whirlwind, drawing a curved trajectory in the air to block the thrust of the Twilight Spear, while the Exiler approached in a straight line like lightning, appearing from behind Ren and aiming to charge at Ren back.

God is indeed not so easy to deal with.

After his initial attack failed, Ren quickly disengaged, narrowly escaping the Exiler's attack at what seemed like the last possible moment.

The latter, after missing its target, came to a steady stop as if it had been paused, without any further momentum leading to an attack on friendly forces.

"Heh, you dodged it? Your attack just now did make this old man feel a bit threatened. Not bad, is this the ability of a young Campione! these days?"

Melqart grinned.

His change of attitude was so swift that it was astonishing.

But that's normal.

God's arrogance is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. Without being acknowledged, everyone is no different from an ant in God's eyes.

For example, would humans intentionally respond to the sounds of ants?

Ren had just made Melqart realize that his life was threatened, which made Mercalto acknowledge Ren's worthiness as an opponent.

"But with this level of skill, you're still a long way from defeating me!"

Ren didn't speak, but instead focused his gaze on Verethragna.

At this moment, the young god was observing his battle with Melqart with a scrutinizing gaze, showing no sign of wanting to intervene.

Although Verethragna was very warlike, perhaps in His eyes, a two-on-one fight went against His spirit.

But Ren didn't think that way.

Most of my previous battles went very smoothly, and it was rare to have a chance to fight two opponents at once. Putting a little pressure on myself would be good to push myself to my limits.