Zeus was surrounded by surging thunder, and each bolt of shimmering yellow lightning became exceptionally thick, falling from the clear sky.
These lightning bolts resembled trembling, raging serpents, constantly crashing down upon the earth.
The light illuminated the entire sky so brightly that even the scorching sunlight seemed pale and powerless under the thunder.
The constantly intersecting electric arcs collided with the surging, scorching flames.
The terrifying pressure shook the earth and the sky, as if space and the firmament were collapsing.
Boom boom boom—
Hades wielded a long spear, and each swing unleashed a crimson wave ten meters high, violently surging into the sky.
The intense heat turned the entire arena a fiery red, like a living hell, as if the ground itself were cracking open under the impact of this force.
Countless rocks that flew into the air seemed to be engulfed in flames.
Swept up by the wind and waves, they all spiraled upwards into the sky.
They transformed into tiny meteors, crashing into the sky and breaking through the thunder.
The interplay of crimson and fluorescent yellow created a vibrant and chaotic spectacle throughout the arena.
Beneath this restless thunder, dark clouds gathered once more from the distance.
However, the presence of the blazing sun prevented these oppressive dark clouds from gathering here.
It can only obscure the boundless sky from afar, leaving the area above the arena blank.
The sun remained exposed, like a raging fire of a god who controlled the sky, igniting the entire horizon.
The entire arena was enveloped in a dazzling, chaotic light that lingered for a long time.
The earth, which had originally revealed its depths, seemed to have lost its color, completely submerged by this strange hue.
If it weren't for the strong barrier erected by the Legalist Council, the audience today might already be victims.
Even so, these two chaotic and frenzied divine powers had already made everyone extremely uneasy and tense.
All the people could do was pray silently, hoping that this terrible disaster would end soon.
The arena teetered on the brink of collapse, and even the barriers surrounding the stands seemed to tremble with extreme unease.
And these ordinary people are like ants on a collapsing skyscraper.
We can only wait helplessly for the end to come.
The dense electric arcs shattered the space completely, and the empty space was instantly engulfed by flames, plunging everything into a distorted scene.
At this moment, amidst the roar of thunder and fire, the two god-kings finally soared into the sky.
They fought fiercely, enduring the flames licking their skin and the electric shocks flashing across their fur.
Amidst this chaos, the million warriors stood steadfastly in place, like spectators.
He bravely withstood the falling lightning bolts and looked up at the sky.
In the air, the intertwining of fire and lightning had shattered the entire space, and the chaos of the elements was extremely violent.
These warriors standing on the earth have almost no fear of death, except for the occasional dodge of falling lightning.
Besides, they won't die.
at the same time.
Viktor remained behind the million warriors, standing at the edge of the arena, bathed in the swirling light.
He was wearing a black trench coat and leaned against the edge of the arena, as if trying to hide himself.
He was also gazing at the sky, his eyes calm.
The two gods clashed to a standstill, and the arena trembled violently under the onslaught of their divine power.
The space became extremely fragile, and even the wind became stagnant.
At the edge of the arena, the battle between several gods became incredibly chaotic due to the influence of the two god-kings.
Even Poseidon and Athena, who were at war, would occasionally be struck by thunder and flames.
They were forced to keep their distance, first avoiding these unconsciously falling divine forces.
It was this chaos that made almost no one in the audience notice the battle between Athena and Poseidon.
As time passed, the battle fluctuations between the two god-kings gradually extended beyond the towering arena.
The shockwaves spread through the air, even affecting the cities surrounding Shulburn.
The lightning bolts, moving and darting about, spread rapidly like giant snakes.
Drawn by the thunderous waves, it swept across the dense streets and through the walls of Shulburn.
Along the way, they shattered countless magic stone crystals responsible for communication and transmission.
It pierced through numerous deserted carriages and tore through the vast grasslands.
Even cities outside of Shulbourne suffered significant damage in the aftermath.
Various forms of lightning raged across the roads, the air became restless and uneasy, and strange phenomena of lightning encroaching on everything could be seen.
Similarly, Hades' flames surged forth, setting houses ablaze and destroying forests.
Due to the battle between Poseidon and Athena, the water vapor of Shulbong was in a state of flux.
Dense dark clouds spread out from Shulbourne, eventually covering several surrounding cities.
Torrential rain and fierce winds poured down from the thick clouds, crashing violently against the chaos of thunder and flames.
If someone is outside at this time, they can see it at a glance.
Apart from the vast clear sky illuminated by a sun above the arena of gods.
The rest of the world was obscured by rolling clouds, and torrential rain poured down.
This scene was just as terrifying as the strange phenomenon that Victor caused in the Padarumbu Sea years ago.
However, this is different from natural disasters.
Although natural disasters may seem random, they still follow the laws of nature.
The battle between the two god-kings was entirely due to the influence of divine power on the weather.
One is naturally generated, and the other is artificially forced; they are fundamentally different.
If Victor wanted, he could restore the weather, which was influenced by the gods, to normal.
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