CHAPTER 495: CHAPTER 238: WATCHING THE GRANDEST METEOR SHOWER OF ALL TIME WITH YOU (8K)

On the Divine Ascension Steps, she took a single step that would take other deities millennia to accomplish.

Yet, the girl with emerald green hair from the Winged Griffon Race merely tossed aside the unconscious body of the Goddess of the Silver Moon, with disdain flickering in her eyes, without a hint of sentiment.

"Death, storm?"

She coldly glanced at the dwarf in magnificent armor not far away, and the phantom hiding its entire form within a river of phantom white bones among mountains of corpses and blood.

"A decaying creature ruling over skeletons and corpses."

"A rude and impudent dwarf."

"Such lowly, filthy beings have the nerve to command me and Abundance?"

For some reason, the Twilight Giant saw a hint of humility and admiration in the eyes of the Goddess of Life——

Along with an uncontrollable fervor.

"Worthy to wield us as blades to cut down our enemies, even if we are shattered to pieces, without regrets."

"From beginning to end, there is only my lord alone."

She glanced at the unconscious Goddess of the Silver Moon below her.

Those beautiful eyes suddenly filled with a cold intertwining of disgust and anger.

"I know she has a close relationship with the Sun God that fell in the Glorious Era."

"Perhaps, when that Sun God revives from extinction and returns from the distant Astral Realm, he may still need Silver Moon’s help."

"But so what?"

The verdant eyes of the Goddess of Life spoke without emotion, one word at a time.

"My lord dislikes those second-hand goods tainted by others’ marks."

"Silver Moon, such a filthy servant and lowly female, even blasphemed against the Father God, such sins cannot be repaid even in death."

"If it weren’t for the Father God needing her, with her filthy and defiled body, how could she have the good fortune to be reborn by the Father God’s hand?"

...

Father God?

My lord?

Listening to the words from the mouth of the Goddess of Life.

Even with the experience of the God of War as an ancient deity, a bit of confusion lingered in his heart.

As ancient gods, they all rose in that chaotic era before the Glorious Era.

The biological "father" has long been buried countless eras ago.

And with the gods’ long lifespan, their pre-divine years have long faded from memory, leaving no imprint on their divine souls.

Even if their parents were to appear before these mythical beings, it would not stir any ripple in their divine souls.

As for "my lord."

The creator of the Glorious Era, the Sun God, was indeed once addressed as "Lord" by his subordinates and angels.

But regardless of how many mythical beings after the Cataclysm still recognize the subservient status of their past subordinates and angels... the "my lord" from the mouth of the Goddess of Life could not possibly be that ancient Sun God.

However, he remains one of the oldest gods still around.

Soon, the God of War began drawing connections from the utterances of the Goddess of the Silver Moon and the phrases from the Goddess of Life about "blasphemed the Father God."

"Shiayar Egutt."

The majestic voice rumbled like thunder.

"It’s him, that mysterious human of unknown origin, am I right?"

"I once thought that Silver Moon and I had already regarded him highly enough."

"After all, if merely one contracted Pet Beast can hunt a Demigod, then his prowess as a Beastmaster must not be weaker than that of his contracted Pet Beast."

"He likely poses a challenge akin to the Golden Elf wielding ’Silverfire.’"

"Yet... now it seems I’ve underestimated his threatening nature."

"However——"

Boom.

Around the Twilight Giant surged a torrent of shattered Divine Power.

In an instant, a timeless, ancient killing intent slowly spread out.

The divine glow in the eyes of the Twilight Giant shone with both majesty and indifference, as a Bronze Halberd silently settled into his hand.

"Perhaps I have been dormant for too long, or maybe this human named Shiayar Egutt has enjoyed too smooth a journey, so favored by fate, that he’s become arrogant and lost himself."

"Simply by having you submit, acquiring your aid..."

"Does he think he can challenge the very concept of gods?"

Dong——

Dong——

Echoing like the toll of Bronze Ancient Bells.

At that moment, the rampant killing intent spread across the entire palace, even onto the Astral Realm.

For most mythical beings who have regained sentience and reason, to restrain the madness and loss of control in their divine souls, they often chose the path of the Power of Faith, spreading their beliefs on the Western Continent, gathering followers, founding their own Religious Order and theocratic kingdom.

But war is different.

As the War God, the authority he holds is over killing and conflict.

And even after the Cataclysm, with the end of the Age of Gods and the rise of humans,

there has never been a lack of wars forged from slaughter and strife between human nations.

As long as war continues unabated on the Western Continent, then the entire Western Continent is his Divine Kingdom, each soldier on the battlefield his disciple, providing strength to the God of War.

"You all, have forgotten one thing——"