Chapter 221 (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The giant dragon warship looked like the signature of the Viking pirates on earth. It had a raised bow and a fierce black dragon carved on it. The hull was not very stylish, but its length was shocking. It was like a huge poisonous snake with its head raised, poised in a threatening and offensive position.

There were no sails on the ship, but numerous long oars protruded from beneath the sides of the ship, moving swiftly as though they were centipede feet. Nobody knew if it was this rowing power that allowed them to fly through the magical turbulence present in the void.

This was the God of Battle’s proudest artifact. It was both a huge fortress as well as a peerless weapon. In the years that passed, it had ferried the God of battle to war countless times, killing countless enemies, clinching many achievements in battles for the war Gods, and winning prestige for them!

Today, its dragon head was pointed towards the Gods of desolation.

The warship was very fast. In the blink of an eye, it reached the Holy Kingdom of the Gods of desolation. Only after seeing it was about to make an impact did the Gods of desolation respond, roaring angrily and rushing back towards the Holy Kingdom.

The Holy Kingdom was everything to a God. It was where they stored up divine power, settled down believers, and cultivated oracles. Once a Holy Kingdom was destroyed, not only would the long-stored divine power of the Gods be destroyed; the entire cohesion and morale of the church would receive a lethal blow. Without the Holy Kingdom, there would be no oracles or Holy Spirit. That God would be reduced to having to rely upon the divine power stored up within his own avatars to fight, without the support of any subordinates or the ability to revive after death.

If one reached this point it meant they were at the end of their rope.

Whether it was out of sentiment or benefit, there was no way that the Gods of desolation would allow the God of Battle to destroy their Holy Kingdom!

The fastest reactions were from subordinates of the Gods of desolation, the Orc-like Gods of Warrior and Drinking, and the Silent Knights, created by the Monochrome Bearman as guards. They were the closest.

He who always squinted his eyes as though drunk, the stench of alcohol reeking off his body, suddenly snapped open his eyes wide. There was not a sign of drunkenness to be seen!

He let out a roar, and his body became taller than the highest mountain in an instant. Knife-like claws popped out of his thick black arms, furiously slapping towards the warship.

Although he was used to fighting with the knife at his waist, his semi-divine blade was useless against a weapon as enormous as the warship. It was far more reliable to use his body, which had been tempered through hardships!

The giant bear man’s iron palm slapped down against the tall dragon figure of the warship. It looked as though the dragon would be slapped aside, or even broken. But just as his bear paw was about to hit it, that black dragon head, which seemed to be a decoration, suddenly came alive.

The dragon head was a little smaller than the bear’s paw, but the instant it came alive it suddenly grew in size. It stretched out its neck and opened its bloody maw wide to bite down on the extended right palm of the bear man.

The Silent Knight’s tempered body was incomparably sturdy. He was still a battle God after all, with experience as a warrior. After he was raised to the rank of God, his body became stronger than steel. Yet under the teeth of this black dragon head, his iron palm felt as though it had become flesh once more. He was injured with a single bite and even had a large chunk of flesh ripped off, fresh blood gushing.

“Ouch!”

The giant bearman let out a tragic cry, but before he could react a battle God who had been standing on the front deck of the ship jumped out, piercing forwards with his spear.

His body was not intentionally enlarged. Compared to the silent warrior who had become a giant bear, he was like a knee-high dwarf. At first glance, the spear in his hands looked like a toy as large as a chopstick. But after he thrust it forth, the front end of the spear grew thicker and longer. By the time it reached the Silent Knight, it had become thicker than his arm, and so monstrously long that it could skewer the giant bear for a barbeque.

If this spear hit him, the Silent Knight would definitely become a silent barbeque!

At this moment, a giant shield came in from the side, deflecting the spear far away.

An armor-clad Morani had arrived, his left hand holding the shield, his right hand holding a war axe, looking powerful and mighty.

He did not become very huge. But with a wave of his war axe, razor-sharp blades of light burst forth, slicing apart everything in front of him. They revealed the edge of this weapon.

After using his shield to deflect the God of War’s spear, he did not waste time with small talk. He immediately started hacking away at the warship with his war axe.