When gods break their word, fight to the very end!
Boom!!!
A terrifying blue beam of light, over three meters in diameter and bright enough to dim the sun, instantly erupted from the cannon's muzzle!
Wherever the beam of light passed, everything was annihilated!
The once-arrogant shadow assassin, Angus, didn't even have time to utter a scream before he was directly decomposed into the most basic, primordial particles within that blue beam of light.
Not even a trace of ashes remained.
Three battles! Three victories!
Moreover, they all struck with overwhelming force, delivering a fatal blow in one fell swoop!
When that blue beam of ion light that pierced the heavens and the earth dissipated into the air, the entire world fell into an eerie, almost frozen, deathly silence.
On the arena, all that remained was a bottomless, massive crater, melted into a glassy state, and a petite figure carrying a giant ion cannon, a Lollipop dangling from her mouth, with an expression that said, "I'm awesome."
"Done, job done."
Han Duoduo patted the outer shell of the ion cannon, nodded in satisfaction, and then, as if carrying a sugarcane, hoisted the weapon back onto her shoulder and skipped back to her own camp.
"..."
On the High Platform of the gods, the two remaining agents, the Butcher Andrei and the gaunt old man holding the Black Book, had been completely petrified.
Their faces were filled with blankness and bewilderment.
Dead?
Angus, a master of spatial Divine Art and known as the "King of Shadows," was simply blasted away by a single cannon shot?
Not even a crumb was left?
What on earth is that thing in the little girl's hand?
Could that really be a weapon that mortals could create? The purity of that energy even surpasses most of the Divine Art they know!
"Three... three to zero..."
Butcher Andrei swallowed hard, his voice hoarse.
"According to... according to the contract, we... we lost."
Yes, we lost.
According to the "Sacred Contract" drafted by Archbishop Marcius himself before the war and stamped with a sacred seal, which was proclaimed to the whole world.
Best of five.
Now, the Dragon Kingdom has won three consecutive matches. This life-or-death arena battle that will determine the future of the world has... come to a complete end.
"Waaaaaah!"
After a brief silence, dozens of neutral warships from around the world on the International Waters sounded their powerful horns at the same time!
This is the highest level of etiquette at sea!
They are paying the highest tribute to the victors of this duel— the Dragon Kingdom!
On the Dragon Kingdom's dual- Aircraft Carrier Battle Group, deafening cheers erupted, enough to shake the heavens!
"We won!"
Long live the Dragon Kingdom!
"Hahaha! Those sons of bitches of the West charlatans will never dare to set foot on my Shenzhou again!"
Countless soldiers were moved to tears, waving their weapons and expressing their joy and pride.
At this moment, the 1.4 billion people in China were completely ecstatic!
In the squares of major cities, Hongqi fluttered and cheers resounded through the sky!
Online, countless "Let's fight if we want" messages are followed by a flood of bright red "We won!"
This is a historic moment!
This is the glorious moment when mortals challenged the gods and ultimately triumphed!
However, just as the whole world was immersed in the joy of victory...
On the High Platform of the the West gods, a terrifying killing intent, cold enough to freeze the soul, suddenly erupted without warning!
Geneva Headquarters, before the Divine Descent Crystal.
Archbishop Marcius's face was so dark it was almost dripping with water.
He looked at the screen, at the Hongqi fluttering everywhere, and listened to the thunderous cheers. He felt extremely humiliated and disgusted.
Lost?
He, the great Archbishop the Ancient Gods Church, the supreme leader of the the West Divine Authority world, actually lost to a group of mortals from the East?
No!
He absolutely refuses!
God never fails!
"Tear--"
A piercing sound of tearing cloth was clearly transmitted to the Divine Island through the Divine Descent Crystal.
Under the gaze of billions of people around the world, Archbishop Marcius stood up.
In his hand lay the golden scroll of contract, covered with sacred runes.
Then, in front of everyone, he tore that supposedly "sacred and inviolable" contract to pieces, bit by bit!
"Contract?"
Marcius let out a chilling laugh, like that of a demon from hell.
"That's a constraint on mortals."
His bloodshot eyes stared intently at Yue Xiaofei of the Dragon Kingdom camp through the Divine Descent Crystal, his voice filled with undisguised brutality and murderous intent.
"And I represent God!"
"God never accepts defeat!"
"This duel is not over yet!"
Boom!!!
This statement caused an uproar worldwide!
"Shameless!!"
"How dare they! How dare they break the Sacred Contract!!"
"These are the so-called gods of the the West? A bunch of untrustworthy liars! Thieves! Robbers!"
"They're going to cheat! They can't accept defeat!"
The global internet exploded instantly!
Countless angry curses and condemnations flooded the official website of the Ancient Gods Church.
However, Marcius ignored this.
His face was filled with nothing but madness.
"The fourth match!"
His voice boomed like Thunderclap Divine Island.
"We must continue!"
He turned his gaze to the High Platform of the gods, to the Berserker who stood two and a half meters tall with bulging muscles all over his body.
"Andrei!"
"Now you!"
"Kill them! Tear them all to pieces!!"
At the Archbishop's command, a Divine Hall knight strode up to the Butcher, Andrei, and opened a black metal box.
Inside the box was a huge syringe filled with a dark red, viscous liquid, like magma.
"The Wrath of Ares!"
Upon seeing the syringe, Andrei's eyes instantly blazed with a fanatical and bloodthirsty light!
This is a berserker potion made by diluting the blood of Ares, the god of War God!
Once injected, one can gain power comparable to a true War God in a short period of time, but the price is that one will be in a period of weakness lasting for months afterward, and may even face life-threatening risks.
But now, he can't care about that anymore!
Andrei snatched the syringe and, without hesitation, plunged it into his carotid artery!
"Roar--!!!"
With a terrifying roar that seemed inhuman, Andrei's body began to expand wildly at a visible speed!
His muscles bulged out like hard rocks, and his dark blue veins writhed wildly beneath his Ancient Bronze skin like writhing dragons!
His height increased to nearly three meters in just a few seconds!
His eyes turned completely blood red, devoid of any reason, filled only with the most primal, purest desire for destruction and slaughter!
A terrifying aura, so violent it made the entire Divine Island groan, surged into the sky from his body!