The battle between the Ancient God and the Giant God finally began.
They met on the wasteland. By then, the Giant God had grown hundreds of thousands of meters long. Its body resembled a reptile's, covered in tiny arms, with three faces on its head.
The Ancient God had grown to over ten thousand meters tall. Despite its immense size, its body was not cumbersome; it looked remarkably nimble and powerful.
The moment they met, they attacked. The Giant God lunged with bared fangs and claws, trying to devour the Ancient God, but the Ancient God smashed its head apart with a single punch.
The difference in strength was enormous.
The Giant God was clearly much larger, yet it was helpless against the Ancient God's attacks.
"The Giant God's body has clearly changed into its present form for feeding," Chen Weihua analyzed. "Most creatures are food it can swallow with ease, so it never evolved limbs suited to combat. Now that it's encountered something capable of fighting it, its weakness has been exposed."
The fight was indeed one-sided. After several days and nights, the Ancient God beat the Giant God to death.
But then something unexpected happened.
After the Giant God died, its body gradually liquefied. The Ancient God had only just tried to dodge when masses of pitch-black liquid wrapped around its body, soon covering it completely.
Neither the Great Sage nor the Ancient God had foreseen this. Watching from afar, the Great Sage could only fret helplessly.
Over the next several days, the liquid surged across everything. The Great Sage knew the Ancient God was unlikely to survive. Grief-stricken, he could only return to Hope Outpost and activate its ability to relocate.
"..."
Nameless watched the black liquid swallow everything, his heart heavy.
That liquid looked far too