Throne of Magical Arcana

Since this dimension was filled with half-solid space blocks, the speed of flying was greatly restricted. Also, since the world was relatively undeveloped, long-distance teleportation circles did not even exist. Thus, Francis and Lucien both excluded the possibility that the Lord of War would arrive and get involved in this fight when they were making the plan. After all, they thought that the Lord of War was still in the Angonorma Empire, which was quite far away from Erdo. It would take a legendary at least two days to arrive here from the empire. As for a false god like the Lord of War, it would at least take seven to eight days.

Also, no false gods would like to leave their own domain for too long. When Avando escaped after defeated by Antanas, instead of following up the victory, Antanas only asked the priests and the divine-blooded heroes to chase after Avando and himself went back to Angonorma Empire immediately. Unless facing a super serious issue, a false god would never show his full presence.

Neither did France nor Lucien expect this. The real Lord of War had used the level nine legendary power, and thus, the arrow pierced through Ell’s chest.

Thoughts quickly flashed through Francis’ mind:

The Lord of War must have left Angonorma Empire a week ago to arrive here now. Therefore, the impetus must not be the debate, but something else. Was the Lord of War here to eliminate all the false gods including the God of Moon? Was this debate a mere conspiracy?

But if this was the case, the Lord of War would not have to come here in full presence. An avatar of Him, plus a few chief priests and the divine-blooded heroes, would be more than enough to suppress the weaker churches. The reason should be more than this…

Only a handful of false gods in this world, such as the three Goddesses of Fate on the ice plain in the north, possess the gift of prophecy, the Lord of War was for sure not one of them. There was very unlikely that the Lord of War came was because He sensed some kind of danger, as Ell was not a threat to the Lord of War at that moment at all — Moreover, the almighty power of Ell only existed in their bragging. Even if Ell’s power would grow rapidly in the future, no prophecy spells could foresee such a remote fact at the current time.

On the rushing Solna River, the shadow of the cliffs suddenly aggregated and fiercely rose up in the air. Ell took form in the shadow but was now even weaker. Obviously, the penetration from the arrow was bad. If it had not been that he now possessed power in the domain of redemption and evaded the fatal strike by blurring life and death, He would have been completely dead by now.

Ell did not have time to rejoice over His survival — the arrow had torn down his disguise, and the Lord of Underworld and the rest of the gods had known the truth. They were now no more afraid of or concerned about Ell’s power — Ell was weak.

However, the biggest threat still came from the arrow. The iron arrow was free from the limitations of space and could arrive without any trace within a blink of the eye.

The Lord of War howled again, and the horrible power gathered one more time. The false gods hiding around were ready to take action. Francis flashed past the air above the Temple of War and turned himself into a dense black cloud, blocking the sky completely.

In the dark cloud, a snake as huge as a mountain lifted its nine heads, revealing the cold, sharp fangs.

Then the hydra dived fiercely and became nine flashing black blades, the black mist winding around carrying this great power of destruction.

All the powers of the rest eight heads joined in the one in the center. The ultimate power of devastation was formed!

Therefore, a radiant knight with the bloodline of Hydra often owned a title closely related to destruction and death, for example, the Eye of Hell.

Boom! Solna River had gone crazy. Huge waves dashed all the way up towards the sky. Those people standing on the ground could no longer keep their balance and stand on their feet anymore.

However, the Temple of War had been wrapped by the dark cloud. No one knew for sure what was going on in there, but there must be a very bad fight.

“It’s you, the Haze of Destruction…” Rocking back and forth just like those ordinary people, Ramiro was actually estimating Francis’ true power.

If it was Ramiro himself fighting against the Lord of War, he should be able to last over thirty seconds. If he was willing to pay for the cost, he would have a big chance of managing to escape. After all, although the Lord of War was of level nine, when it came to the real fight, His power could only rival a gold knight due to the lack of experience in real fights.

“The power of this blessed is even a bit greater than that of Avando…”

“Why was Ell so weak? Was his power still recovering?”

“Was Ell hiding his true strength?”

The rest of the gods hesitated again; they feared that Ell was indeed a powerful god in a weak state. If this was the case, Ell could still temporarily regain horrible power, and they did not want to be the one to face it.

Suddenly, the part of Solna River beside Ell became pale and full of the air of death. The Lord of Underworld, who was covered in a black robe, rose up from the water, surrounded and guarded by countless specters.

The Lord of Underworld had become the servant of the Lord of War and was allowed to preach in the valley, therefore, He had to take actions right now to prove His loyalty. Besides, the fact that the Lord of War came here in full presence gave the Lord of Underworld confidence. Thus, unlike the other six false gods, He made a prompt decision to attack Ell.

People screamed. The rotten specters around the Lord of Underworld were too intimidating.

Two red needle-like spots of light flickered on the Lord of Underworld’s face, locating the still-weak El. Dragging the heavy sickle, the Lord of Underworld came directly for Ell.

Beg for mercy! Accept my sentence!

The Lord of Underworld could not be more confident facing Ell, who was just severely injured. Hatred generated from the debate in the morning rose in his heart.

Ell could feel the freezing cold air of death. Having only partially recovered from the arrow, Ell had to utilize all of His remnant power to use His most powerful spell.

“I command you, to die!” Ell spat out two ancient Baburian words in a tone of great authority. Ell learned this divine-like spell Command after obtaining the domain redemption. The power of the Command was always one level lower in both requirements of usage and power than the corresponding magic spells of the same level.

However, there was no way that the Lord of Underworld would just be killed by a single Command. The Lord of Underworld was not a fool.

The rest of the false gods were ready to join the fight as well. Obviously, Ell’s spell had failed to kill the Lord of Underworld, so Ell was not as powerful at all as his followers described.

Ell could feel the power of death from the Lord of Underworld and saw the two red light spots flickering excitedly in the two hollow eye sockets.

To be honest, Ell had tried the very best. The only thing He could do right now was continuing to cast Command. But he also knew that, due to the discrepancy between their power, His command would be of no use at all.

To Ell’s great surprised, the flickering light spots suddenly disappeared. Silently, the Lord of Underworld disappeared in the air.

What was going on?

The fake gods hiding around were all more than shocked, including Ell.

The spell of Command did not have this kind of power — the power that could just dissolve the Lord of Underworld in the air, leaving no trace at all!

Confinement Spell! The looked on Ramiro’s face suddenly changed as he recognized the spell. There must be an archmage hiding nearby!

This mysterious archmage hid the magic waves when Ell was casting the Command, thus neither false gods nor Francis noticed it. But Ramiro was standing right beside the river and he was quite profound in terms of knowing magic, so he still managed to notice the tiny difference. He knew that it was the ninth-circle magic spell Confinement.

The whole thing was getting increasingly complicated. Ramiro believed that he could use some extra support now.

Shocked but exhilarated, Ell burst out laughter. “I am the true god of this world. This is my true power! My power is even much stronger than I can imagine!”

The rest of the fake gods were greatly intimidated. They were glad that they did not rush to take any action. What happened to the Lord of Underworld was their best lesson. It seemed that Ell’s mysterious power could never be drained!

Obviously, Ell believed that it was His own power that killed the Lord of Underworld. Ell’s understanding was that when in face of the great danger, his almighty power somehow managed to gain some connection to the supreme version of himself above, and therefore, His long-lost power resumed.

But anyway, no matter to what extent Ell believed in this explanation, He must be confident enough to make others believe in him!

Hearing Ell’s laughter, the power coming from the Temple of War stagnated for a second. Seizing the chance, the nine black snakeheads joined together into a flash of sword light and fiercely chopped at the temple.

The ground trembled. Deep cracks appeared, from which black smog came out and devoured the temple.

“Leave!” Francis was still in the form of the black smog. Grabbing Ell and Jacob, who were still during the middle of the fight against the Lord of War, Francis fled away towards the horizon.

A while later, after the black smog entangling the temple suddenly dissipated, an extremely angry roaring came out.

“You all must die!”

……

Putting aside Sun Staff, Lucien activated Transformation Mask and turned himself into a small fish. He swam downwards at a very fast speed.

Having a false god as an experiment subject was not something that happened very often. Lucien did not want to give up halfway.

After a while, Lucien suddenly stopped — He felt that he was being watched!

The feeling flashed past very fast. Lucien carefully checked around but found nothing. Instead, he felt a strong air of death. The fish nearby were both alive and dead — they were all rotten, but somehow still swimming.

No wonder the Lord of Underworld just emerged from the water; It seemed that His realm was hiding deep at the bottom of Solna River. As soon as Lucien figured this out, he swam out of the city of Husum following the currents, since staying here for too long would be very dangerous.