The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 1035 - 102: Beaten to Kneel, Captured to Become Star XX!
Chapter 1035: Chapter 102: Beaten to Kneel, Captured to Become Star XX!
But the gods also differ in strength!
Luo En gripped the hilt of his sword with both hands, raising the blade over his head. The Great Authority of the Heavenly Destiny Divine King resonated with a hum, aggressively drawing in Aether Magic from a hundred miles around to coat the sword, transforming it into fuel for both Light and Flames.
Buzz!
Golden flames soared into the sky like a torch in the dark night, illuminating this once grey and lifeless world.
Meanwhile, the advancing thicket of thorned spears seemed to crash into an invisible wall of light. Each purple-red thorned spear, condensed from Divine Will and Shadow, shattered and dissolved in the brilliant golden flames.
The intense stimulus made Scatha squint her eyes.
Light?
It’s been too long since I’ve seen such intense light, seemingly stronger than the divine radiance of the Sun God Lugh Mac Eslon!
But this is my world, the realm of Shadow!
A defiant trace appeared on Scatha’s cold and stunning face as she raised a hand, slicing her palm with the tip of another magic spear, simultaneously sprinkling golden Divine Blood into the sky:
"I am darkness, I am shadow, the wisdom of the Abyss, the iron curtain of the Alien Realm, hereby revealing—Gate of Skye, overflowing with Death!"
With the chant of a high-pitched Divine Word, the sky suddenly darkened, and clouds gathered.
Two massive gray stone doors, inscribed with Ogan Tree Runes, slowly opened behind Scatha.
In Celtic Myth, there was no definitive concept of a Netherworld; instead, the World was divided into "this world" and the "Otherworld."
Mortals govern "this world," while Danu Gods, elves, and monsters govern the "Otherworld."
The Shadow Country commanded by Scatha is one of them.
Here is a demon realm blanketed by shadows, a place where sunlight will never penetrate, and also a world where departed souls gather, fulfilling part of the Netherworld’s functions with the Authority of Death.
Light has no soil to survive here!
The gray stone doors fully opened, creating a terrifying suction that formed a dark vortex, shaking, tearing, and swallowing the golden flames little by little.
Authority of Shadow and Death?
Interesting...
Luo En, feeling the pull and devouring from the front, allowed a disdainful cold smile to spread across his face.
But if you want to suppress my light, this level of skill is still not enough!
The blade pressed down like a sharp paper knife, ruthlessly tearing through the Sky and Stone Doors in front, while the Grey Mist and Shadow along the path melted like snow encountering flames, scattering everywhere.
The whole Shadow Country rumbled and quaked, light-like cracks swiftly spread throughout, showing signs of impending collapse.
Even concentrating the power of a Divine Realm couldn’t suppress this guy?
Scatha’s eyes gleamed with a trace of shock, but soon after, an even stronger excitement and impulse occupied her entire face.
That’s even better, it’s not over yet!
The Shadow Queen, who had lost weapons, weakened Authority, and a shaken realm, wielded the only remaining Crimson Demon Spear single-handedly. In the posture of a warrior, she stomped forward towards the powerful enemy she had never seen before.
The higher the peak, the more it draws one to climb;
The stronger the enemy, the more it invokes the desire to conquer;
And here before her is the chasm she wishes to cross!
Seeing that lithe figure charging without the slightest hesitation, like a fierce leopardess, Luo En couldn’t help but feel a hint of respect for the Queen of the Demon Realm.
In terms of strength, he indeed surpasses Scatha;
But in terms of spirit, the Shadow Queen already stands at the pinnacle of a warrior.
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Born to fight, only to rest in death.
Since that’s the case, let’s give you what you desire!
Luo En voluntarily restrained the Great Authority of the Divine King, wielding swordsmanship learned from Goddess Athena of Wisdom and War, flowing like mercury.
Magic Sword and Magic Spear clashed repeatedly, the sharp metallic clangs ringing continuously across the battlefield, while golden flame and crimson blood energy shot out everywhere, slicing nearly a hundred meters off the mountainside beneath them.
"Puff! Puff!"
The blade pierced the opponent’s left shoulder, while the spear tip also struck into the opponent’s abdomen.
Golden-red Divine Blood spurted from their respective ferocious wounds, hitting the ground, yet both were indifferent to the pain. Instead, they simultaneously twisted their wrists, attempting to create a larger and deeper wound.
As Chief God and Divine King, they were not as easily killed as mere mortals.
"Bang~!"
Simultaneously launched fists trying to hit each other’s faces, collided mid-air.
Amidst the intertwining blast of gold and red, the two figures each slid backward.
Luo En, one hundred meters; Scatha, one hundred and fifty meters.
Clearly, in terms of physique, the former as Divine King held an upper hand.
Yet Luo En lowered his head, counting the wounds on his body, couldn’t help but frown.
Five more than the opponent.
Indeed, in pure combat skill, Scatha surpassed him.
After all, she was the heroic mentor who could found a school and teach Celtic-Irish Mythical Heroes.
Luo En himself wasn’t weak but showed more in overall strength.
Witchcraft, curses, weapons, combat, strategy, alchemy, magic potions... he knew a little about all these areas, making him a complete all-rounder. But excessive distribution of energy also meant he couldn’t become a specialist in spear skill and martial arts like Scatha.
"Whiz!"
Just as Luo En became lost in thought, a purple-red streak flashed past his left cheek at lightning speed, leaving behind a haze of blood before it embedded into the stone wall behind him.
