"OK!!!"
A pale, holy body crashed through the wall and fell onto the ruins, raising a cloud of dust.
This scene instantly drew gasps of delight from onlookers in the surrounding towers and high-rises.
This scene shattered their expectations, and boundless joy and fervor followed.
Since his declaring peace, has the holy, infinitely majestic, Pale God ever appeared in such a wretched state?
As that giant steel fist slammed into the Pale God's cheek, all of the Pale God's former power vanished, turning to ashes.
This punch was not just about striking the Pale God; it meant that the Pale God was no longer a god-like being that was difficult to even touch, but rather a higher species that could be hit by punch after punch!
His myth of eternal invincibility has been utterly shattered.
With this punch, the dignity of the Pale God was utterly destroyed. From then on, humanity will try every means to find a way to oppose Him, and will never again venerate Him as a god.
If there truly is such a thing as divinity in this world, then this iron fist strike completely shattered that Pale God's divine status, reducing him to mere mortal!
"Very well!!! From this day forward, this Pale God is stripped of the name of God!"
"So it turns out it was just an overly powerful species after all! Hahaha, so this is what a god is! So the so-called myths passed down from ancient times are nothing more than the history of a group of mutants! This so-called god is nothing more than the most powerful of all the mutants!"
The crowds on the rooftops of the surrounding buildings burst into laughter; some were beaming with joy, some were shouting wildly, and others were so excited that their faces turned red.
Ever since the Pale God Norton rose from the back mountain of the Holy See, the word "god" has weighed heavily on the hearts of the people of the entire Southern Continent, like a mountain.
As the Pale God, through his own great power, oppressed nine million soldiers overnight, the pressure of despair enveloped the body of every person in the Southern Continent.
Submitting to a million soldiers in a year—if this isn't divine, then what is?
The immense pressure that had weighed on everyone in the Southern Continent, from the powerful to the poor, had now been shattered in a single day. How could this not be exciting? How could it not drive people mad?
The Southern Continent is finally about to undergo a major upheaval!
The people on the top floor of the building in the Southern Continent were extremely excited, but the Pale God Norton, who had been punched into the ruins, was even more excited than them!
"Very well, very well, you are not afraid of my Existence Level, nor do you conform to the fixed rules of science!"
Such War Machine has touched the very essence of the soul, the very limits of Existence Level's being! Is this not my true opportunity for advancement, Norton?
Lying on his back amidst the ruins, Norton laughed inwardly, overjoyed.
Unexpectedly, the Southern Continent, a land of outstanding natural beauty and abundant resources, had not developed a method to transcend Existence Level. Yet, the former royal family members of the Southern Continent, whom he had unintentionally exiled to the Northern Continent, had brought him such a tremendous surprise.
Even during that brief contact, he had already sensed the intense spiritual power within that War Machine!
The soul, something that even Norton doesn't understand or comprehend.
In the past, Kuba could see at a glance that Norton's soul was different from this world's. In the past, God even led Kuba up the golden staircase to Heaven. Such a magical thing pointed directly to the essence of Norton, yet even now at the Fourth Stage, he still cannot fathom it.
This was the greatest insult to Norton, and it might even be the root cause of his further limitations.
The very thing he had so desperately sought but could never obtain was now truly piled up inside the steam furnace of this War Machine. How could he not be overjoyed, how could he not be excited!
But no!
He can't get excited yet.
The number of souls carried by these five hundred War Machine was extremely small, and they were of no use to him whatsoever.
At this moment, instead of showing any ecstasy, he had to devise ways to entice the Southern Continent and Northern Continent to produce this War Machine at all costs, in order to provide him with a massive amount of souls. This was to prevent them from ceasing production or even destroying this method of condensing souls after he showed any joy or devouring of it, in order to prevent him from advancing.
Norton shall gladly accept this vast quantity of souls used to awaken Jonah within the sun!
"Ah!!!
My Existence Level is supremely noble. My name Pale God!
Now that you dare to humiliate me like this, I will surely unleash a catastrophe!!!
A melodious voice, yet imbued with boundless rage and supreme life force, echoed from the ruins where Norton had been sent flying by a single punch. The terrifying Pressure and intense oppression emanating from the Existence Level caused the once overjoyed high-ranking officials of the Empire to instantly change their expressions and tremble.
The meaning conveyed in his voice was even more astonishing.
"Damn it! If we don't seal this Pale God away here tonight, he might just start a terrible war like in the mythological era!"
"Kill him! Let these steel blocks kill him now!"
"I have already deployed my troops; this encirclement and suppression operation is bound to succeed!"
"Boom!"
With a deafening roar, countless fragments of rock exploded outwards, raising endless dust and smoke, yet revealing the pale, holy body that had risen again.
Despite being punched by the War Machine and smashed into the rubble twice, the Pale God showed no signs of injury, not even a speck of dust.
Such a pure and immaculate body is truly the envy of all.
However, just as his pale body stood up, the War Machine that had surrounded him rushed in front of him.
"Puff!!!"
Scalding white steam billowed out, and dozens of steel blades, carrying immense force, slashed down at Norton.
"Boom!"
With the sound of swords striking cloth, the Pale God, who had just stood up, was once again pressed down hard by more than a dozen swords.
Although these steel swords could not penetrate his body, their downward force actually bent the Pale God's waist hard.
A dozen or so steel swords slashed down on Norton's body, their thickness far exceeding that of the Holy Knight's golden greatsword from years past.
The only pity is that it doesn't contain the aura of the past that Kuba possessed, making it difficult for him to break through his defenses.
In addition, he was a bit weak. The strength of the steel artifacts was far inferior to the reinforced bones of the Holy Knight of the past. This made Norton even afraid to exert any force, for fear that the bearings of these steel artifacts' limbs would malfunction if he wasn't careful.
This made it extremely difficult for him to pretend; he even had to make a ferocious face while pretending to struggle upwards to break free.
In this difficult stalemate, a dense array of War Machine had already closed in, some even leaping high into the air before crashing down heavily onto Norton, who was surrounded.
Steel bars and iron hands pressed down on Norton's body, seemingly trying to crush him and physically seal him.
"No!!!"
A shrill roar erupted from the steel mountain that the War Machine had completely surrounded, forming a small hill, under the tense and fearful gaze of the surrounding imperial high command.
With that shrill roar, the entire encirclement, piled up together, exploded instantly.
Then a pale figure suddenly burst out from it, its huge bone wings unfurling in the wind. Accompanied by the raging gale, the Pale God Norton, who had always been high above and seemed to care about nothing, was frantically soaring towards the distant horizon like a stray dog.
"Fire!" The order came from outside the Holy See not far away, just as his figure took flight.
"Bang bang bang..." Accompanied by the roar of gunpowder, hundreds of giant nets made of iron chains shot into the sky, unfolded in the air, and enveloped Norton, who had already taken to the air.
"My honorable name has been insulted, and my mercy has been trampled upon!"
I am determined to unleash a catastrophe and destroy this wretched Garden of Eden!
A piercing scream echoed through the air as the Pale God tore through the giant steel net, like a beam of white light piercing through chains, and fled in panic into the distance...
"Ah! What a pity, what a pity!"
"Wouldn't this be like releasing a tiger back into the mountains? If we had known this War Machine was so capable, we should have had the Northern Continent build more and then come over to overwhelm it; then it wouldn't have been able to escape!"
"It's alright. Although he managed to escape today, it also proves that he is not invincible at all. From beginning to end, he relied on nothing more than that so-called terrifying life level! And he only has a mere fifty or so ferocious monsters under his command. His true strength is far from comparable to the vast size of our Southern Continent!"
From this day forward, both sides, attacking and defending the aliens, immediately contact the Northern Continent and, with the full strength of both nations, expedite the production of that War Machine. The Pale God, now in exile, will surely unite the entire Vampire and even Werewolf tribes to wreak havoc on our Southern Continent!