PFC Chapter 508 The Ultimate Despair of the Eastern Island Nation!
Chapter 508 The Ultimate Despair of the Eastern Island Nation!
Chapter 508 The Ultimate Despair of the Eastern Island Nation!
The powerful figures standing behind Roy were almost the strongest forces in the lower realm: Alphia, Ota, Finn, Leon, Liu—these names were renowned anywhere!
Let alone the island nations of the East, if they joined forces, they could easily flatten any country, or even the entire world!
Why?
What the island gods couldn't understand was that they had only provoked Roy and Astrea's Familia by seducing Kaguya and Haruhime, so why were all the powerful Familias of Orario gathered here? Did they have nothing better to do?
Until Asphie's conversation with Roy and the others.
Having shaken off the island nation's powerful figures, Asphie returned to the Orario alliance, drenched in sweat. She asked, "How did the battle against the Black Dragon go?"
"It's over, Asphie!"
Hermes chuckled, "That was a close call! The whole world was almost destroyed, but Roy returned and swiftly and decisively killed that black dragon!"
"Really?"
"real!"
After confirming it repeatedly, Asif finally believed it. Her tense face relaxed, and the heavy pressure in her heart dissipated.
Trapped within the island nation's barrier, Asphie's biggest worry was the Black Dragon's attack. Now that Roy and Alphia had returned, there was indeed nothing to worry about.
In contrast, the island gods were devastated. Gods can discern lies, and Hermes knew the moment Hermes opened his mouth that the other party was not lying.
That world-destroying black dragon has been defeated!
The island gods were completely dumbfounded, constantly denying it in their minds. How could such a terrifying monster possibly be defeated!
But the undeniable facts are right in front of us: Hermes alone can fabricate lies, but the words of thousands of adventurers are absolutely true!
Compared to the joy of other countries and other gods, the gods of the island nation were completely devastated!
If the Black Dragon has been defeated, then what is the point of everything they have done so far?
The barrier, built with countless resources, was breached by Roy and the adventurers; the imprisonment of Haruhime resulted in the Black Dragon War lacking "level-up," causing additional casualties and offending Orario, and even the entire world!
They finally understood why the Orario adventurers had come to their door, as if they had encountered an enemy.
"Gentlemen, I don't need to say more, the time for reckoning has come!" Roy revealed a sinister smile.
"Oh oh oh oh oh oh!"
The vast majority of the Orario Alliance adventurers—including Allen, Hedin, Bert, Aisha, and Algana—emerged from the open, rubbing their hands together, and pressed forward, their faces filled with terrifying killing intent.
Even relatively mild-mannered people like Finn, Riveria, and Tsubaki Corbrand were extremely annoyed by the behavior of the island gods.
The defeat of the Black Dragon is a matter of life and death for the entire world!
They don't expect everyone's help, and they can even tolerate failure, but at least those people shouldn't cause trouble behind their backs!
The loss of Chun Ji greatly increased the difficulty of the campaign, resulting in the deaths of hundreds of them.
If Roy and Alphia hadn't returned and provided crucial support, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
Although Roy resurrected some people, more than four hundred high-level adventurers still lost their lives, a pain that is hard to bear.
It makes one's imagination run wild.
If Chunji were on the battlefield, providing "level-up" for everyone, could she continue to suppress the Black Dragon and prevent further casualties? But this is ultimately just wishful thinking!
The reality is that they lost a large number of their companions because of these selfish island gods!
"No, no, you can't do this!"
"Orario is the city of heroes. If you attack other countries so casually, can you still call yourselves heroes?"
Seeing Roy and his group approaching with overwhelming force, the gods of the island nation panicked completely. With their combat strength, it was nothing short of a pipe dream to contend with the Orario adventurers.
Their words failed to stop the adventurers, and to this day, not even an apology has been offered, proving that they don't know they're wrong, but rather that they know they're about to die.
"Torture them!"
The deafening roar of the Orario Alliance coalition coalesced into a destructive torrent of steel, surging with unparalleled power towards the pale, terrified island gods and the Spine Lords.
Seeing that she couldn't stop the Orario adventurers, Amaterasu said in a deep voice, "Konohana Sakuya-hime!"
"I know!"
Two eerie, deep, swirling purple lights, seemingly capable of sucking away souls, suddenly appeared deep within the bewitching eyes of Mokuhana Sakura.
The Orario adventurers, who were charging at the forefront with unstoppable momentum, were bewitched by Konohana Sakura. Their bodies suddenly stiffened, and the boiling fighting spirit in their eyes turned into emptiness and blankness. Their momentum came to an abrupt halt.
However, this allure lasted for less than three seconds.
"snort!"
An utterly languid and utterly disdainful snort, like heavenly music, resonated in everyone's mind.
All the bewildered adventurers shuddered.
Everyone's eyes cleared, realizing what had happened, even more sharply than before, and the brief moment of stunned silence was replaced by an even stronger rage.
Incredulous shock and defeat flashed across Konohana Sakura's exquisite face as she stared intently at Freya, her voice shrill with anger and jealousy: "Your 'beauty' surpasses mine?"
It was Freya's allure that overshadowed Konohana Sakuya's allure, allowing everyone to regain consciousness.
"certainly!"
Upon hearing this, Freya's stunningly beautiful face blossomed into a captivating smile, and she parted her red lips to utter resolute words.
"Impossible! We're both goddesses of beauty, how am I inferior to you?" Konohana Sakuya-hime said angrily.
Boom!Boom!Boom!
Freya moved gracefully forward, her silver high heels clicking crisply on the ground. She stood before Konohana Sakuya, raising her delicate chin. "Character! No matter how bad I am, I would never be so disgusting as to treat my own lovely children like this!"
After speaking, Freya raised her delicate hand high, which seemed to be carved from mutton-fat jade.
When Konohana Sakura tried to dodge, the Japanese man who had been protecting her suddenly grabbed her limbs and held her in place.
"you?!"
Konohana Sakura looked around, both shocked and furious. These islanders had completely become Freya's puppets; just a moment ago, she had been trying to protect them!
Freya's small hand traced an elegant arc in the air, seemingly gentle but actually swift as lightning, before landing hard on Konohana Sakura's face.
Snapped!
The crisp, resounding sound, like a thunderclap, echoed in the ears of everyone on the battlefield.
Under the gaze of countless horrified eyes, Konohana Sakura's beautiful face, which was so lovely that it could make mortals admire her, was distorted and deformed by the slap.
thump!
She let out a humiliating scream and fell to the cold ground in a disheveled state.
On Konohana Sakura's flawless left cheek, a swollen and glaring handprint quickly appeared, like a brand of shame left on it.
The island nation's tactic of using goddesses to seduce adventurers failed. Orario has a bunch of countermeasures. Aside from Freya, there are Hestia and Artemis, and Roy is immune to charm.
"kill--!"
Without the slightest hesitation, a deafening roar resounded through the sky as the Orario Alliance's suppressed rage erupted, sweeping unstoppably towards the islanders.
Faced with the overwhelming torrent of steel like a landslide and a tsunami, the people of the island nation were instantly gripped by boundless fear. Their faces drained of color, turning ashen white, and their eyes were filled with nothing but the abyss of despair. Terrified, they fled in panic.
The battlefield has degenerated into a one-sided massacre!
Ota's massive, mountain-like body transformed into a purely efficient killing machine. Each swing of his enormous sword brought forth a horrific rain of blood and severed limbs, shredding dozens of islanders.
Bang!Bang!Bang!
Allen's figure was like a silver lightning bolt, the cold light of his gun piercing the heart with precision, leaving only a pile of silent, fallen corpses in his wake.
The other adventurers of Orario were like tigers among sheep, with blades, warhammers, and magical radiance—all kinds of powerful forces unleashed in the crowd!
Slaughter! Merciless slaughter!
The muffled sound of a blade tearing through flesh, the crisp crack of bones shattering, and the desperate wails of the dying all converged into a chilling lament of the departed!
Thick, crimson blood spread wildly across the ground like a river bursting its banks, filling the air with an intense, pungent, and metallic stench.
The island nation's dependents, whose numbers far exceeded those of the Orario Alliance, were powerless to resist. Severed limbs, broken armor and weapons were scattered all over the ground, wails filled the air, and corpses littered the land, turning it into a slaughterhouse of carnage!
"This kind of thing—"
Kind-hearted Belle almost threw up her breakfast when she saw such a cruel scene.
Although the island nation's gods were at fault first, it was difficult for Little Bell to accept such a massacre, while others were used to it.
For example, Freya's Familia.
Freya once intervened in a war between two countries in the Chaos Desert, sending out four warriors—Ota, Allen, Hedin, Hegni, and Yan Jin—to slaughter 80,000 enemy soldiers with only eight men against them!
Apart from kind-hearted people like Little Bell, other adventurers have no psychological burden when it comes to killing. It's a dog-eat-dog world where only the fittest survive!
Alphia turned Bell's little head around. "My nephew is kind-hearted and can't stand these things," she said. Then, with a wave of her hand, she whispered "Gospel," and a sonic cannon shot was unleashed, sweeping through the air and killing hundreds of people in one go.
Boom! Boom! Boom!!
The island gods were sent back to the heavens one by one by Loki, Freya, Hermes, and others, with brilliant pillars of light shooting straight into the sky, one after another, without stopping.
Roy held the elven holy sword, his face cold, a chilling killing intent surfacing deep in his eyes.
Astraea gazed tenderly at Roy with her deep blue eyes, gently stepped forward, and carefully took Roy's large hand in her fair and delicate hand. "That's enough. There's no need to keep getting your hands dirty for their sake."
God-killing is ultimately not a good reputation.
It would only instill fear and terror, and even if Roy didn't care, Astraea didn't want him to bear that sin alone. Loki, Freya, and the others understood this as well, and before Roy went on his killing spree, they wanted to get rid of those fools themselves as much as possible.
"Don't be nervous. Apart from sending them back to the heavens, I can't kill them either." Roy took Astraea's delicate hand in his own. Previously, it was because Dionysus used divine wine that the gods actively suppressed their divine power.
When a deity suffers a fatal wound, he or she will be automatically returned to his or her home.
Not to mention that he didn't have Dionysus's technology, the gods of these island nations wouldn't obediently let him pour the divine wine down his throat; they would commit suicide halfway through.
"Yes!" Astraea nodded with a smile; they would share this sin with Roy.
Rumble!
At that moment, a deafening roar, seemingly emanating from the depths of the earth, caused the entire island nation's foundations to tremble.
Before everyone's eyes, the majestic Mount Fuji erupted with molten lava, and volcanic ash and lava fragments, blotting out the sky, poured down like an apocalyptic rain.
Accompanied by raging flames and scorching lava, a terrifying and malevolent aura soared into the sky.
Then, one, two, three—eight enormous, mountain-like terrifying serpent heads burst through the boiling lava and thick smoke, appearing before the people.
Each serpent's head is covered in obsidian-like, cold, and hard scales. Its scarlet vertical pupils are as large as palaces, burning with a ferocity and greed that can incinerate everything. The venomous saliva dripping from its blood-red maw corrodes the mountain rocks.
"What is that?"
The Orario members frowned as they looked at the enormous creature. Judging from the aura they sensed, it was a monster that had surpassed LV.8 and would be difficult to deal with!
"Hahahaha, foolish adventurers, the seal on Orochi has been broken, your end has come!" Amaterasu said maniacally.
Having witnessed the return of the island nation's gods and the slaughter of its people, and the destruction of everything she wanted to protect, Amaterasu went completely mad.
Yamata no Orochi!
It is a special alien monster developed by the gods of the island nation. Eight snake-like monsters were captured from the deep sea and fused together using secret methods, making it comparable to a LV.9 monster!
It's their last resort!
"Yamata no Orochi, kill them! Let these lowly adventurers taste the most terrible fear!" Amaterasu shouted hysterically, her eyes bloodshot.
"So noisy!"
Just as Ota, Finn, and the others were preparing to fight, a calm whisper pierced through the deafening roar and clamor, ringing in their ears.
Before anyone knew it, Roy was already standing directly in front of that colossal creature, his elven holy sword wreathed in flames, its power amplified, as he swung it fiercely at the Yamata no Orochi that blotted out the sky.
A blinding light suddenly burst forth!
Several fiery slashes instantly engulfed the massive Yamata no Orochi, shattering its scales and tearing its flesh. Its eight enormous serpent heads, as large as mountains, displayed frozen astonishment and confusion before its body dissipated.
The Yamata no Orochi, which had only appeared for less than ten seconds, was reduced to ashes by Roy's slash.
A deathly silence a hundred times greater than before enveloped the entire battlefield, mainly because the island nation's God of War was their most powerful creation, the result of their painstaking efforts.
"This must be a dream!"
"That's right, it will end after you wake up!"
When the Orario members saw the island gods escaping reality, they felt sorry for them. Little did they know that Roy had already reached LV.9.
With his past maximum ability value, developed abilities, skills and magic, Roy's combat power is extraordinary. If it weren't for the LV.9 monster with specialized abilities, it would be nothing more than a roadside monster to Roy.
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