Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

Chapter 579: Chapter 328: Forging Divinity Made? _1

The World roars with the War God’s wrathful growl, “Despicable God of Shadows, why did you betray us!?”

The God of Shadows appears like a large humanoid light bulb, gathered from the luminescence into a mass of shadows, similar to a person carrying a huge magic lamp on their back.

Because the light is too intense, one can’t discern the details of the shadow, glimpsing only what possibly might be the movement of eyes and nose. The somewhat perplexed voice of the God of Shadows rings out: “Why are you still alive?”

“The king, he sheltered us. The War God and the God of Forging formally pledged allegiance to the Undead King in exchange for his protection!” The War God roars.

The voice of God of Shadows sounds, “You, you’ve abandoned the Light in favor of serving the dark wraiths. You are guilty.”

The War God grows irate: “Damn you, Kvada, you were the first to betray us. Say it, why did you betray us? Weren’t we allies!?”

“In the presence of Light, only Shadows exist; there’s no need for allies. The Faith Storm coming, I just need to borrow your two godhoods.” The God of Shadows responds indifferently.

“Ah! Go to hell! I’ll smash your godhood first!” The War God angrily roars, while hurling the Hammer of Thunder at the God of Shadows.

All one could see is a flat-head hammer spinning, wrapped in fierce arcs of electricity, smashing towards the God of Shadows. A battle has commenced between the War God, God of Forging, and the Shadow and Arbitration gods of the Church of Light.

This is a fierce battle; the God of Shadows gets his head smashed by the War God’s hammer, while he himself is also split in two after being hit with the Arbitration Sword.

With the mighty War God killed, the God of Forging no longer stands a chance against the God of Arbitration and has his head chopped off.

The dying God of Forging stares at the God of Arbitration in anger as the latter takes everyone’s divinity, including that of the God of Shadows.

Then, a beam of light from an unknown source exploded.

The godhoods of the War God and God of Shadows were shattered on the spot; and both the God of Forging and God of Arbitration severely injured.

The illusions gradually fading, everyone is left dumbfounded. They absolutely hadn’t expected to witness such a record—the gods of the dwarves were deceived by the Gods of Light? The War God and the God of Forging pledged loyalty to the Undead King? The God of Arbitration used their divinity to resist the Faith Storm?

“What is a Faith Storm? Is it what His Majesty meant by Soul Storm? What is this thing? It shattered two godhoods on the spot and even injured the God of Arbitration who was hiding in the back? Is the God of Arbitration only injured?” Anthony murmurs.

Then, a roar sounding from not too far exclaims, “The despicable Gods of Light dared to deceive the War God and the God of Forging! Brothers, let’s kill the Archbishop first and then smash the Church of Light!”

The voice, the tone, is identical to the War God in the illusions just now. Ange thought the War God had been resurrected. But when he turns to look, Copper Hammer charges over with twelve Thunder Guards.

Anthony felt a chill down his spine: “Oh no, we are portraying the Archbishop and the ascetic monk roles, we’ve become the enemy?”

The collective charge of thirteen dwarves is formidable. The Dwarf King Copper Hammer with bulging muscles, hardening, grasps tightly the hammer in his hand, bursting out arcs of electricity.

With his hands tightly on the hammer’s handle, the Dwarf King leaps vigorously. The hammerhead rips apart massive arcs of electricity, as if ripping apart vast areas of space, then converges them all together, smashing down forcefully.

If the demonstration of the Thunder Guard on the way here is considered a one on the strength scale, then Copper Hammer’s blitz is at least five times more powerful.

Anthony is terrified, when the power exceeds the normal level by multiple times, any more sophistication becomes meaningless. Even if the hammer hits the ground next to him, the explosive force would be enough to send everyone flying.

Just as Copper Hammer’s hammer is about to strike down, Ange raises his hand. A purple-gold handbone seizes the hammer, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ange transforms into a purple-gold skeleton.

“The… the Lord of Mourning?” Copper Hammer, hammer and all, is lifted into the air by Ange. He is shocked by this abrupt change.

One, he’s shocked that Ascetic Monk An suddenly turned into the Lord of Mourning, and two, he’s shocked that the Lord of Mourning stopped his strongest attack barehanded. Kvada, is this an illusion? Am I still in the War God’s chessboard illusion?

Anthony rubs his hands together and says, “Your Majesty Copper Hammer, we are allies, allies. Like the War God and the God of Forging, we have sworn allegiance to the Undead King.”

“Alli… allies?” Copper Hammer mutters and let go of his hammer, landing on the ground.

Ange puts the hammer into the Resting Palace and starts to bring things out. Dozens of Thunder Titans, Night Watchmen, foul-mouthed horses and the like, surround Copper Hammer.

The transformation time is up. Ange reverts to his original form. Copper Hammer looks at him in fear, not knowing if Ange’s transformation time had ended or if Ange, having taken control of the situation, had voluntarily changed back.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Anthony responds with a bitter smile, “Your Majesty Copper Hammer, who would have thought that such a thing had happened. The Gods of Light are despicable, they deceived the War God and the God Forging.”

Copper Hammer responds subconsciously, “Yes, despicable, betraying their allies.”

“No no no, Your Majesty Copper Hammer, it was the Gods of Light who broke the covenant, they deceived us.” Anthony emphasizes.

Copper Hammer, sensing the surging holy power within Anthony, is a little lost.