Ch 168: The God Of War Sleeps

“The Pseudo-God of the Church was born.”

Hearing Grey’s report, everyone in Bal’s House frowned.

“I’ll go call Philia back.”

Bal got up and walked to the backyard, where Xiaoyue and Xiaoguang were carrying Philia back.

“Philia, are you alright?”

“Father, I saw a very tall person. What was that?”

“That was a Bad Thing. Father is going to take care of that Giant now. Will you wait for Father at home?”

“Okay, stay safe, Father.”

Bal patted Philia’s head. He asked Xiaoyue and Xiaoguang to take Philia to her room.

“Phia, how is your body?”

“Not very good, but I can still fight.”

Phia’s pale complexion had improved somewhat, but she still looked weak.

“Brother, I’ll go with you. Let Sister-in-law rest well.”

Nia’s eyes were very firm. She knew that Bal might go alone to deal with the Pseudo-God. At this time, Phia’s soul was incomplete, and her body was very weak. She couldn’t let Bal go on this adventure alone.

“I’ll go too. I can help you find the Pseudo-God’s weakness.”

Grey also stepped forward, volunteering to follow Bal.

“No, it’s too dangerous. If something happens to you, I won’t be able to protect you.”

Bal and Nia wanted to stop Grey, but Phia interrupted them.

“Grey, this is for you.”

Phia took a Potion Pouch containing four potions from the Extradimensional Space.

“This is the Enhanced Perception Potion I improved last night. You know how to use it.”

Grey took the Potion Pouch and hung it around his waist. Seeing that he couldn’t dissuade Grey, Bal went to the warehouse and took out a Longbow and a Short Sword.

“This was commissioned from Kofit for you earlier. I originally planned to give it to you on your wedding day with Nia, but it seems I have to give it to you earlier. Protect yourself, and be sure to live.”

Grey shouldered the bow. He returned Bal’s black Short Sword to Bal and then hid another Short Sword at his waist.

“Don’t worry, I will protect myself.”

After getting ready, the three of them went out. They looked at the Pseudo-God, Guangyue, their eyes full of determination. Phia watched their backs, silently praying in her heart.

“Why are there Goblins and Halflings?”

The three ran towards the Church, dealing with the Monsters appearing on the streets along the way.

“Ten o’clock direction, twenty meters.”

Grey reported the location accurately. Bal directly threw the Enchanted Throwing Knife. The knife exploded the moment it pierced the Monster’s body.

“Three o’clock direction, ten meters.”

Another report. Nia shot a Magic Sword from the Magic Formation in her hand, easily dealing with the Goblin Archer on the rooftop.

The three killed Monsters while running. After an hour, they arrived at the foot of the Pseudo-God.

“So tall.”

Grey looked at the Pseudo-God and couldn’t help but marvel at its size.

“Humph, no matter what you are, daring to bully my Wife, you deserve to die!”

Bal raised his Long Sword. He infused his Magic into the sword, and the blade emitted a golden Light.

“Daring to hurt Grey, you’re dead.”

Nia raised her Greatsword. She had already disintegrated the Greatsword, surrounding herself with the Separate Swords.

Grey didn’t speak. He just gripped his Longbow, using Detection Magic to scan the Pseudo-God’s body.

Bal took a step, flying out like a released Arrow.

“Kneel before me!”

Bal slashed at the Pseudo-God’s ankle with force, but only made a thin wound, which healed quickly.

“Tch, pretty tough. Nia, support me!”

Hearing Bal’s call, Nia came to Bal’s side. She combined her swords into one and held it in front of her. Bal ran and used Nia’s Greatsword as a springboard to leap onto the Pseudo-God’s waist.

“Celestial Light!”

Bal roared, his sword began to glow brightly. A light shone on the Pseudo-God’s head, and white smoke emerged from its skin, and its hair caught fire.

“It’s not over yet! Abyssal Fall!”

After the Light, there was a pitch-black darkness enveloping the Pseudo-God’s head, and purple lines appeared on its neck.

Bal fell to the Ground. He looked at the Pseudo-God. After being attacked by Bal’s two powerful Magic attacks, the Pseudo-God only had some superficial wounds.

“Nia!”

Bal shouted to Nia. Nia understood, and Fox Markings appeared on her body, her fur turning golden, and her tail becoming nine tails.

“Divine Magic: Amaterasu!”

Black flames erupted from Nia’s sword. She swung it at the Pseudo-God, and the flames flew onto its body. The black flames eroded the Pseudo-God’s body, and black blood began to emerge.

“Effective. Grey, have you found its weakness?”

Bal shouted to Grey. Grey stood on the rooftop, focusing his Magic in his eyes, anxiously searching for the Pseudo-God’s weakness.

“Not yet, there’s no Magic flowing through its body.”

While Grey was still searching for the weakness, Randa’s Spirit Body appeared, floating in front of the three.

“It’s useless, the Supreme God’s divine body is perfect. Look at the forest in the distance. They have been strengthened by bathing in the Supreme God’s divine power. The Supreme God will lead us to a new evolution!”

“Shut up and get lost!”

Bal swung his sword to disperse Randa’s Spirit Body, but it reappeared on the Pseudo-God’s chest.

“Embrace death in despair. When the Supreme God recovers, the ladder to godhood will be open to us.”

After saying this, Randa’s Spirit Body disappeared. Bal stared intently at the Pseudo-God, filled with rage.

“Bal, its body is absorbing Magic from the air!”

Grey came to Bal’s side and reported this.

“How long will it take?”

“About a day. After a day, its Magic will be full, and what will happen then is unknown.”

“Is there any way to slow down its Magic absorption rate?”

“No, unless we clear the Magic Essence in the air in this area, it will continue to recover its Magic.”

Bal frowned, gripping his sword tightly.

“I have a way. Want to try it?”

Nia walked to Bal’s side.

“I can create a Barrier similar to Phia’s, where there will be no Magic at all, and our Magic won’t be able to recover either. Can you defeat this thing before your Magic is depleted?”

“I can.”

Bal said firmly, and Nia immediately began chanting the magic to create the Barrier.

Half an hour later, Nia was ready. She looked at Bal. Bal didn’t speak, he just nodded, then turned forward, his Long Sword emitting a sacred White Light.

“Stay alive, Bal.”

Nia gave a simple warning and then deployed the Barrier.

“Now it’s just the two of us, you fake god.”

Bal raised his sword towards the Pseudo-God. He was about to use his Ultimate Technique.

“『Heaven and earth, only I am supreme! 』Hero’s Radiance!”

Bal raised his Long Sword high, and a sacred White Light erupted from his body. With the aid of this White Light, he leaped high, and his sword began to lengthen with the Light.

“『Countless stars, as numerous as the sea! Submit to its seven brightest stars! 』Ultimate Technique: Weapon River Galaxy!”

In an instant, countless weapons appeared around Bal. He first swung his black Long Sword, making a wound on the Pseudo-God’s body that revealed its insides. This wound ran from its right shoulder to its left abdomen. Then, Bal nailed his Long Sword into the wound, using the weapons around him to pierce the wound. Countless weapons poured into the wound. The Pseudo-God visibly began to convulse, and the sounds of bones and other things breaking could be heard.

“Almost there, almost there!”

Bal gritted his teeth and persevered. He used all his Magic to operate the Weapon River Galaxy, but the cost of projecting so many weapons was the massive Consumption of Magic. Even though he was the strongest Hero in history, Bal still had a human body. His Magic wasn’t limitless.

As Bal’s Magic was depleted, Buck began to use the Forbidden Technique.

“Blood to Magic!”

Bal began to consume his Life to sustain the Consumption of Magic. He knew this was a gamble, he was betting that he could kill the Pseudo-God before his life ran out.

Five minutes later, Bal fainted from the Consumption of his Life Force and fell heavily to the Ground. His Long Sword was firmly nailed to the Pseudo-God’s body, and the endless weapons disappeared.

“Bal!”

Grey and Nia watched Bal fall to the ground outside the Barrier, and let out heart-wrenching cries.

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At home at this time.

Phia lay on the Sofa, closing her eyes and using Magic to repair her soul. Halfway through the repair, Phia suddenly vomited blood.

“Bal……”

The next moment, Phia appeared beside Nia, holding a Spear.