because……
He lowered his head, staring helplessly at the torn half of his wing.
His eyes, devoid of their golden light, trembled violently.
He was injured.
The sharp pain from the wound penetrated deep into his heart, a sensation so foreign to Hermes.
How long has it been?
He hadn't felt pain in so long.
As a god, Hermes had forgotten the feeling of pain over the long years.
He couldn't remember when he was last injured.
But that's precisely why.
At this moment, even the humiliation of being dragged down from the sky by Viktor was not as visceral as the pain of being injured.
Even though he fell to the ground at that time, in everyone's eyes he was still a god who was high above.
Because the gods, who are above all humankind, cannot be harmed.
In popular belief, gods do not shed blood.
People have all become accustomed to the legendary stories.
Gods and humans cannot come into contact with each other.
Even though the two cannot touch each other, the gods are still considered nobler than humans.
Because humans know that gods possess divine power.
They can use this superhuman power to punish humanity.
It prevents farmers from harvesting their crops and blows residents' houses away.
For the gods, it only requires the slightest movement of a finger.
Under such circumstances, gods are naturally considered superior to humans, and humans naturally worship gods.
Gods are considered immortal beings, and humans are powerless to resist them even if they want to.
But now, Hermes's wings have been pierced by the spear, tearing a huge wound.
Blood gushed from the wound, splashing crimson blood across the square, leaving a thin trail.
Everyone who saw Hermes's injuries realized a startling truth.
Even gods can be wounded and bleed.
Even gods die.
At this moment, Hermes's exalted throne, belonging to the gods, resided in the hearts of the empire's people.
It collapsed completely.
Finally, Hermes could only helplessly watch the blood spreading across the earth, his whole body trembling.
As if unwilling to accept the truth, a mad light flashed in his eyes:
"but……"
"I am God..."
He staggered to his feet, his body covered in crimson blood, but the golden light in his eyes still shone brightly.
The golden wings on his back had lost their luster on one side, drooping and leaving a long trail of blood.
Meanwhile, the other wing still shone with dazzling golden light, stretching high in the air.
Hermes tilted his head back, and his eyes, which were filled with silent golden sand, suddenly widened.
Golden sands flowed slowly through it, like the calm before a storm.
His sharp gaze pierced through space, over the steps, and looked directly at Aubrey, who sat on the throne in front of the palace.
All the residents around were horrified by the sight of Hermes in such a gruesome state and retreated in fear.
Even the elves around Hermes, who were gradually going mad, hid in a corner, huddled together, filled with tension and fear.
In the oppressive silence, Kokot covered one ear as the sound of explosions echoed in his ears.
She looked at Hermes with trembling eyes.
Under everyone's gaze, Hermes' madness reached its peak.
A chaotic vortex erupted in the golden sand-like pupils, and even the arteries on his neck bulged out.
He raised his head, opened his enormous mouth revealing pale teeth, and let out a deafening roar towards the sky:
"I am God!!!!"
The next second, a heavy roar exploded across the sky!
It sounded as if countless giant beasts were roaring at the same time.
Hearing the incessant roaring sound, the people looked at each other in terror:
"What happened?"
Why has the square gotten even darker?
A series of whispers filled with doubt and unease erupted from the crowd.
They looked down at the square, which seemed to be swallowed by darkness, and a strong sense of foreboding rose in their hearts.
It was as if something had appeared in the sky, completely obscuring the last bit of light.
Darkness descended upon the entire capital city.
When they finally saw the enormous object appearing in the sky, the residents' pupils dilated instantly, and they involuntarily gasped.
A profound sense of terror was etched into their very bones.
High above are countless floating steel behemoths!
Amidst the tremors of countless ripples, it seemed as if deep, magical voids had been carved out of the sky.
Various metal airships emerged halfway out of the caves in these spaces.
They slowly emerged, twisting their heavy propellers and accompanied by a series of roaring sounds.
One after another, steel beasts, like dark stars, emerged from the gaps in the sky, obscuring the entire expanse.
The airship's hull was covered with heavy steel cannons that shimmered with magical light, their muzzles pointing directly at the gleaming golden imperial palace.
It looked as if the destructive power of these heavy cannons was about to erupt and engulf the entire land at any moment.
Amidst the echoing sounds of churning machinery and roaring steam engines, the golden palace perched on the earth appeared exceptionally majestic.
It resembled a colossal golden beast confronting the black stars, exuding unparalleled majesty.
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