Chapter 94 – Fight of the Gods

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Translated by Heavenly Cat

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The Sun God was the chief among all gods.

But he probably wasn’t the strongest.

This was a saying that circulated in heaven for a very long time.

It was an irreverent claim, but it had its own validity.

The Sun God rarely revealed his own power.

Even when hunting apostates, he always used the Celestial Church instead of stepping forward himself.

Since he only hid his power and stood by or utilized his subordinates, doubts naturally arose.

Even the Celestial Church, famous for its fanaticism, did not highly evaluate the Sun God’s strength itself.

This was exactly the reason why the Sun God’s betrayal was fatal.

Who would have known that he could massacre renowned Divine Names with just a few hand gestures.

The Armed Church, which supposedly fought well, also underestimated the Sun God just the same.

Ultimately, after clashing with the Sun God once, the Armed Church accepted reality.

Exchanging Knowledge and Pondered Wisdom, who led the resistance, did not insist on Human Sacrifice for nothing.

The last god, born only after dozens of gods sacrificed themselves.

It was because of a pessimistic prediction that they dared not face him unless it was the god who makes stars.

And this gloomy expectation was not wrong.

The halved sky, a dark red sunset contrasting with the opposite side where the starlight stayed.

The Sun God roared at the Dream Demons scurrying about under it.

[I said do not spare your bodies. Why are you hesitating.]

Naturally, the Sun God knew the reason why the Dream Demons were hesitating.

All the emotions the Dream Demons felt and the thoughts they had were reaching his mind.

=K-King, what about the King?=

=What happened. Why did the Sun God to us!=

=No, it’s a body I finally obtained after so long. You want me to consume it to my heart’s content in a fight?=

True to a horde obsessed with human life, the worries they had were quite similar.

Not only had the leader who led them suddenly disappeared, but the one claiming to replace him was their enemy, the Sun God.

The hatred and antagonism they had built up so far could not easily acknowledge a new leader.

Even though they knew the overwhelming difference in power.

They cherished their bodies even more terribly than the survivors.

The results were disastrous.

Despite their vastly superior physical abilities, the Dream Demons could not predict victory.

Instead, they only tried to run away and keep their distance, avoiding the flying arrowheads and spearheads.

[How trivial.]

Above the city walls of the imperial capital, the Sun God roared with laughter as he looked down at the Dream Demons failing to avoid a poor battle.

However, the laughter that burst out of absurdity was bound to stop quickly.

At the end of the slowly subsiding laughter, only cold judgment and contempt remained.

[This is why I helped out one by one so the living couldn’t unite.]

A human could not defeat a demon alone.

No matter how outstanding a hero was, they had to be prepared for mutual destruction without heaven’s help.

But if it was a fight between an army and an army, a group and a group, the story was different.

Demons had the biological instinct to survive even if alone, while humans had the species instinct to protect the community.

This essence created a decisive difference in fights where armies clashed against each other.

While a demon routed the moment they made a mistake, a well-organized human army sometimes prepared even for a fight to the death.

What would have happened if the Sun God himself had not descended at this moment.

There was no need to foresee.

It was obvious that they would have been defeated in an instant and offered up all their precious Elysium.

The Sun God clicked his tongue as he raised his left hand, made of a red-gold gauntlet.

[Rejoice in the fact that I do not want your defeat. I will help you once more.]

With those words, he pointed his fingertips all the way across the battlefield.

It was a pointing finger aimed exactly at the Dream Demons.

It wasn’t an action simply to reveal displeasure, but to recreate a kind of miracle full of divine power.

The Sun God let out a short sigh as he waved his arm hanging loosely.

[Forget your fear.]

At that moment, an explosion occurred.

It wasn’t an explosion caused by a spark.

The Dream Demons who had been stepping back to avoid the Nebula Church were popping and exploding with a bang.

[If you cannot forget.]

Bloody water tangled with flesh poured out like a fountain.

Wherever his fingertips pointed, a strong smell of iron drifted.

The Sun God was stirring the front lines beyond the empty air as if stirring above a calm water surface.

[Fear me more.]

When the Sun God withdrew his hand, the battlefield was full of squishy bloody water.

Not even a single piece of meat was allowed to remain.

Both the lingering attachment to life and the fear of death submerged in the splashing bloody water and flowed down babbling.

With a single hand gesture, hundreds popped and died without even a single scream.

While the Dream Demons who belatedly confirmed the deaths of their compatriots stiffened hard, the Sun God’s calm voice rang everywhere.

[Those who have no will to fight, return. Only those who will fight at any cost, remain. Because your resolve to live under the light is only this much, you were shoved into the abyss.]

The Sun God knew well how to handle carrots and sticks.

It was fine even if he didn’t practically give them anything.

The important thing was the object of fear and how to incite the desires of those who stepped onto the battlefield.

To rule a hastily assembled army without firm loyalty or will, this had to be done.

Not anyone else, but as the God of War Sol Invictus, he judged so.

And the judgment made as the God of War was correct.

=…I don’t want to go back to the abyss. If the god who makes stars wins anyway, we’ll just be chased out.=

=I don’t know about anything else, but Star Creation is absolutely not allowed. We have to win!=

=As long as we can win, I don’t care if it’s the Sun God or whatever.=

Rather than confronting the overwhelmingly strong Sun God, the Dream Demons chose to target the humans in front of them.

They revealed their hostility toward a weaker and easier opponent.

Saying they didn’t know when they could come again, they were deforming the bodies they had cherished to their heart’s content.

The demons went beyond simply changing their arms into tentacles, they split their abdomens and even changed the internal organs inside.

Teeth sprouted from the inside, and claws grew over their vital spots, gleaming like scales.

Unable to withstand the side effects, their bodies crumbled.

Their skin split open, pus poured out, and their organs began to rot.

But it didn’t matter to the Dream Demons.

Even if their bodies were ruined now, they just needed to steal a new body.

To endure the pain, the Dream Demons scratched their Adam’s apples hoarsely and howled like beasts.

Without even knowing that the Sun God despised them.

[Typical of those who turned their backs on the light themselves and shift the responsibility to others. Truly a filthy appearance.]

One regrettable thing was the opponent’s response.

The Sun God watched Star Creation for a long time with his halo, the Black Sun, behind his back.

So he thought he would rush in immediately the moment he tried something.

Although the reality was the exact opposite.

Instead of rushing in, Star Creation maintained his distance and watched silently.

It was a persistent cautiousness unlike his usual appearance.

Even while clicking his tongue, the Sun God recalled a chilling possibility.

Either he was cautious, or his foresight had developed that much.

He had to test him.

Whether his nature had simply changed, or if his foresight was developing.

And if the latter, to what extent it had developed.

[But a base savagery is also an appropriate means to instill fear in the enemy.]

The Sun God began to move the Dream Demons who had completely accepted his rule.

[I permit your savagery.]

While reminiscing on past memories of acting as the God of War.

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Tense voices rose from everywhere.

“G-God of War?”

“Not the Sun God? No, they were the same god in the first place?”

“The priest said… that the God of War went into eternal sleep, leaving behind the words that there would be no more wars…!”

The people seemed to be in shock in their own way.

But I had to focus on another part rather than the fact that the God of War and the Sun God were the same person.

The Sun God’s hand gesture.

It was a crazy attack that massacred the gods of heaven at once and made them flee.

In [Last Comet], meaning even within the game, one had no choice but to suffer a fatal injury if they were not conscious of it.

The wind-up was short, and it was hard to notice the signs of the attack.

The information I found out after numerous attempts was simple.

The only weakness was that the warm-up time was long after using it.

And the warm-up time varied depending on how long and how many times the hand gesture was drawn.

Thinking this was everything, the days when I went crazy saying the Sun God’s difficulty was a mess brushed past my mind.

Yeah, I only knew this much until now.

It was fortunate that I could watch calmly from afar.

If I hadn’t seen the green obsidians studded everywhere on his armor twinkling, I would have only suppressed my anger.

Fortunately, the Sun God was not stingy in showing these signs.

“Is it confidence that the opponent cannot see and grasp it?”

Nothing happened suddenly.

The operation of celestial bodies was always accompanied by signs.

The signs of attack that would never have been found if the sun had shone brightly were being revealed one by one in detail.

Before using the ‘hand gesture’, the green obsidians studded everywhere on the armor twinkled.

When drawing in some huge power, that feather cloak stood up stiffly.

The original color was rainbow-colored, but as it turned into a single color, he could rename himself to a different Divine Name.

When red, he had the Divine Name God of War Sol Invictus.

But even this was not his true Divine Name.

While the information I found out rummaged through my mind, I shook my head.

If you translate Sol Invictus, it’s Invincible Sun God.

Invincible.

To think that one who claimed to be the God of War put forward the name Invincible of all things.

He probably was not a God of War simply because he governed an army well.

Considering what the Sun God had shown so far, if I got buried in the Divine Name God of War, I might fall into a checkmate instead.

But at least his skill in governing an army seemed much better than Dream-Shedding Eye’s.

The Sun God glared at me blatantly and raised his voice as if for all to hear.

[Spread out widely and surround them. Make the bastards scatter their attention in all directions.]

“The bastards are scattering!”

“Aim calmly, even if we miss one or two, the holy knights will handle it!”

The Dream Demons were distracting them with the excellent mobility that only deformed bodies could possess.

People had to repeatedly turn their spear shafts upside down to block the approach.

The only ones free from this were the holy knights.

I couldn’t move, worried whether the Sun God would use a miracle or not.

I shouldn’t ignore the ominous intuition I felt as a god.

If I acted rashly here, I would leave an opening for the Sun God.

Then irritation began to mix in the Sun God’s voice.

[Those who cannot resume combat, open a path with your bodies. If we lose here anyway, you will be trapped in the abyss for an eternity. Rather than that, it would be better to explode your bodies and contribute to victory.]

The Sun God’s command was absolute.

The Dream Demons approached their injured compatriots with a very affectionate attitude.

As if they were going to support them to anyone watching.

=I, I can still fight.=

=Ah… is that so? It doesn’t look like it to me at all.=

=Please, uub. Uuub, keoheoheok!=

=He told us to contribute to victory, right? We have to win right now to even have a chance to come back.=

Dream Demons deemed useless were immediately utilized in other forms.

Sometimes they were used as shields to block incoming arrows, and other times they became a kind of ‘catapult’ tearing off and firing pieces of flesh one by one.

However, both the Sun God and I knew that there was a real attack elsewhere.

The fight between the forces was ultimately nothing but a means to pressure the opponent.

[You are overflowing with composure.]

“If you’re going to use it, use it quickly.”

Miracle.

In a fight between gods, the most important thing was ultimately miracles.