Chapter 273 The Weak God (asking for monthly tickets)

As the space gate became completely stabilized, the wizard army's troop deployment reached its peak.

The situation on the battlefield instantly evolved from a brutal stalemate to a one-sided crushing defeat.

Countless witchcraft brilliance became the main theme of the battlefield.

Low-level acid arrows and fireballs are like a torrential rain, while high-level meteorite falls and extreme cold ice prisons cover large areas.

Various strange witchcrafts such as curses, mental shocks, and flesh and blood deformations spread silently among the group of holy servants. There were also combined compound witchcraft and even super-large war array witchcraft, which cleansed the earth like a punishment from heaven.

At first, the saints tried to fight back with their fanatical faith and numerical advantage, but in the face of the absolute density of firepower and treacherous attack methods, their resistance seemed pale and powerless.

A wind blade might be able to split a few fireballs, but it will be followed by hundreds of attacks of other attributes.

Large swaths of holy service were vaporized, decomposed, frozen, and twisted in the brilliant yet deadly glow of witchcraft...

Eventually, it melted away quickly like snow under boiling lava.

This is no longer a war, but an efficient massacre.

Even for the deeply brainwashed priests, faced with this hopeless destruction, the fear derived from the instinct of life finally overwhelmed their fanatical faith, and they began to flee on a large scale.

However, by this stage, escape was no longer possible.

The wizards have already laid a dragnet, including space blockades, gravity traps, and mental barriers...

The path of retreat is more deadly than the front line of attack.

The battle in the sky is also coming to an end.

After receiving the final confirmation from Dionysius Spencer that "there is no sixth-level wizard", the three fourth-level wizards who had been reserved no longer had any concerns.

"The game is over." A fourth-level wizard announced coldly.

The staff in his hand burst out with a dazzling light, and the witchcraft that was originally just entangled instantly became violent and deadly.

Another wizard waved his hand and summoned a huge elemental vortex, forcibly stripping away and devouring the opponent's divine power.

The third one directly unfolded a complex geometric rune field, trapped the saint inside, and crushed the rules.

The three saints roared and struggled in fear. Their divine power seemed so weak when faced with the full force of a true fourth-level wizard.

In just a blink of an eye, their divine bodies began to crumble, their light quickly dimmed, and their defeat was only a matter of time.

Seeing that his companions were about to be destroyed, the God of Blades, who had been fighting with the black giant and the third-level wizards, was completely panicked.

He struggled to withstand several witchcraft spells, and with a full-strength horizontal slash, he forced away two troublesome black giants, turned around and turned into a stream of light, trying to tear through space and escape.

"Hehehehehehe…Want to leave now? It's too late."

A chilling voice seemed to come from the depths of the underworld.

Accompanied by a creepy laugh, a giant hand made entirely of dark blue energy struggled to penetrate the space gate that was still slightly fluctuating.

Wherever the giant hand passed, the space let out a wail of being overwhelmed.

It crossed a long distance and instantly appeared above the head of the God of Blade, and then... grabbed it!

"No! What is this?!" The God of Blade let out an unprecedentedly shrill howl.

He felt as if he was being held down by the weight of the entire world. His proud cutting power was like child's play in this giant hand, unable to even tear the space apart.

He struggled frantically, his divine blood splattered everywhere, but he couldn't shake it at all.

Dionysius Spencer's voice echoed clearly across the battlefield through the spatial gate, with the cruelty of a cat playing with a mouse: "I've got you, little bug. Your fate ends here."

Under the gaze of countless horrified eyes, the giant blue hand grabbed the desperate and wailing Blade God and slowly dragged him towards the gate of space.

The Blade God's screams came to an abrupt end, and he finally disappeared completely into the darkness behind the door, leaving only a final sound filled with extreme fear and unwillingness that echoed between heaven and earth:

"No!!!"

This scene completely broke down the psychological defenses of the remaining three saints and all the priests who witnessed it.

"The God of Creation... Has the God of Creation revived?!" A holy god who was suppressed to the point of having no power to fight back muttered absentmindedly, his fighting will instantly collapsing.

It was this moment of trance that gave the three fourth-level wizards a perfect opportunity.

Imprisonment, sealing, deprivation... a series of prepared means were implemented in an instant, easily capturing the three holy gods who were already at the end of their strength.

The gods were defeated and faith collapsed.

On the ground battlefield, the remaining saints looked ashen, and the last bit of their will to resist disappeared.

It was unknown who was the first to drop his weapon and prostrate himself on the ground. Immediately afterwards, like a tide, millions of priests knelt on the ground in submission.

Seeing this, the wizards also stopped the indiscriminate killing.

After all, living captives meant labor, experimental subjects, and renewable resources, and were far more valuable than cold corpses.

Of course, a large number of holy servants still took advantage of the chaos to flee in all directions, and the wizards were not in a hurry to pursue them - in this plane that had been judged to have "no high-level threats", it was only a matter of time to clear out the remaining resistance forces, and they could not escape this world.

Jemin followed other wizards and began to clean up the messy battlefield.

Collect valuable loot, escort prisoners, and dispose of corpses.

More importantly, obtain detailed information about this world through "soul search".

He found a relatively intact corpse of a holy spirit, placed his hand on its forehead, and violently invaded its broken soul fragments with his mental power.

A large amount of information flooded into his mind: the history of the Holy Continent, the structure of the four empires, the legend of the Gate of the World, and... how the four "holy gods" maintained their rule by monopolizing resources and suppressing new holy gods.

"I see..." Benjamin withdrew his hand, a sarcastic sneer on his face.

He had always felt that the power structure of this world was distorted, with a huge gap between the top combat power (level five) and the next level (level three). Now he finally understood the root cause.

A nearby Level 3 wizard, who had just completed a soul search, couldn't help but sneer, "What a fool! A mere Level 5 creature dares to call itself a 'god'. It's completely ignorant!"

Benjamin nodded in agreement.

In wizard civilization, from the time of apprenticeship, one is clearly informed of the vastness of the multiverse and the endless levels of power.

This cognition allows wizards to always maintain awe of the unknown and a thirst for knowledge, and to be deeply aware of their own insignificance, thus constantly pursuing transcendence.

Although this pressure will eliminate some weak-willed people, those who survive are all seekers with a clear understanding of the world.

In a world like the Holy Continent, its top powerhouses grow all the way and eventually stand at the top of the local food chain, with their vision limited to one area.

Over time, he developed an incurable arrogance and even regarded himself as a "god".

Little do they know that in the scale of the endless plane, their so-called "godhood" is nothing but a joke in the eyes of the strong.

"The cleanup continues," a fourth-level wizard's voice interrupted Jermyn's thoughts. "Establish an outpost as soon as possible. We need to thoroughly digest this world."

"learn!"

Benjamin and the third-level wizard nodded, then turned around and continued to clean up the battlefield.

The conquest has just begun.

(End of this chapter)