Ten thousand cannons fired at once, their muzzles lighting up with a blinding blue glare.
The light began as scattered points before merging into a singular, vast sheet of radiance.
“Boom—!!!”
Countless shells tore through the sky, trailing long plumes of flame and carving a multitude of trajectories as they plummeted toward the golden arena.
It was like a thousand trees blooming in the night of the east wind, blowing down stars like rain.
It was magnificent, yet destructive.
The fiery scene was reflected in Achilles’ pupils.
He watched as the first shell landed on the ceremonial stands on the eastern side of the arena; the marble shattered instantly, exploding into a flurry of fine powder.
Next were the statues of warriors on the western side.
Under the extreme heat, they melted into flowing bronze that spilled onto the scorched earth, and a pungent odor suddenly filled the air.
“No—!” he roared, but his voice was quickly drowned out by the succession of explosions.
The golden sands in the center of the arena turned into a massive expanse of charred craters, and the layered stone steps were reduced to dust in an instant.
The brilliant white light of the explosions was more dazzling than the midday sun, compressing everyone’s shadows into black dots before vaporizing them entirely in the next second.
It was a sea of fire.
The crowd displayed their most primal fears in the face of death.
Some screamed as they ran for the exits, only to be overturned by the shockwaves of the blasts and thrown directly into the flames.
Achilles’ eyes had turned blood-red with rage, mirroring the sky full of fire as he bellowed: “Su Fu—!”
Before his voice could fade, a dark, oily shell streaked directly toward him, carrying the scent of death.
Achilles could even clearly see the material of the shell and feel the terrifying energy it carried, hearing the shrill whistle it made as it spun.
Was this the kind of shell that had destroyed his map?
Absolutely not!
Rage made him suddenly raise his Lightning Spear, aiming it at the incoming shell and smashing it down with all his might!
“Boom!”
The spear collided with the shell, and the shell exploded in front of him.
Countless fragments acted like a sharp rainstorm, cutting across his cheeks and leaving trails of blood.
Blood flowed down his face and dripped onto the ground, only to be quickly evaporated by the next explosion.
But this was only the beginning.
No sooner had he regained his footing than more shells struck from all directions, continuous and never-ending.
“Boom! Boom! Boom!”
The crackling sound of explosions echoed one after another around him, making his eardrums throb with pain.
The air was torn apart by the searing heat of the blast waves, the earth cracked, and stones flew everywhere.
He realized with despair that he simply could not save everything.
“It’s over… everything is over…”
Achilles realized in despair that within the blink of an eye, this map had been completely ruined.
The massive Zeus Divine Aspect behind him was like the light of a firefly under this endless bombardment—feeble and insignificant.
The cannon fire was like an unending torrential rain.
The entire world was submerged in the rumbling sound of explosions, and everything before him was collapsing and being destroyed.
He jerked his head up.
Above the clouds illuminated by the fire, Su Fu stood there, her clothes fluttering in the wind.
She was even leisurely leaning against the railing, looking down at him from a height, with endless cannon fire and flames beneath her.
The moment their eyes met, Su Fu even chuckled lightly and waved her hand at him.
“No, no, it shouldn’t be like this…” Achilles murmured to himself.
He was the victor, the one who was about to become the proxy of the Principal God, the king who could dominate the entire map.
The positions should be reversed.
He should be standing on high, looking down at Su Fu, instead of being like this now—
His armor shattered, soaked in blood, like a dog struggling for its last breath!
“Su Fu! I will never live under the same sky as you!” His voice was already hoarse, but he suddenly erupted with all his Divine Power, lighting up the smoke-filled sky: “Great Zeus! Ruler of thunder and the heavens!”
He knelt amidst the ruins, holding his Lightning Spear high: “Please have mercy on your believer and bring down Divine Punishment! Grind this blasphemer into dust!”
As if responding to his call, the sky suddenly darkened.
Dark clouds surged from all directions, and an ear-splitting roar echoed.
The thunder was like a drum, playing a symphony with the cannon fire between heaven and earth, but it soon overwhelmed the sound of the cannons, making everyone tremble.
When the survivors in the arena saw this, their despair immediately turned into hope: “The God King is angry!”
“God is going to bring down Divine Punishment!”
“Great Zeus, please punish that blasphemer!”
The surviving believers in the ruins fell to their knees one after another, their faces a mix of fear and ecstasy.
Initially, there were scattered shouts, but they quickly turned into a unified cry: “Divine Punishment! Divine Punishment! Divine Punishment!”
***
Above the Immortal Ship, Su Fu looked up at the clouds.
The rolling dark clouds were like boiling ink, roaring across the sky.
The Thunder Power condensed into an endless pressure, making it difficult for people even to breathe if they glanced at it.
Countless lightning bolts gathered high in the sky, twisting and darting about, gradually taking on physical substance until they finally formed a massive face—
Zeus.
That face covered half the sky, being several times larger than the entire Olympus Arena.
Zeus looked down at the Immortal Ship, down at Su Fu, his eyes filled with rage and contempt for the blasphemer.
The moment he appeared, those shells that had been whistling toward the ground suddenly froze, stopping in mid-air and hovering.
Their trailing flames were still burning, but they no longer fell.
Su Fu tried to move her fingers and found that her movements had become incredibly sluggish; Zeus had locked down the entire space.
No one could move, and nothing could escape; they could only wait for death.
God wanted everyone to watch death approach with their own eyes while being powerless to resist.
One second, two seconds, three seconds.
In the next second, all the shells exploded simultaneously in place!
Countless black fragments turned into a dark rain of fire falling from the sky, as smoke filled the air and blotted out the sun.
At the same time, the thunder between heaven and earth gathered more and more, forming a massive vortex in the center with electric light racing within it.
The clouds sank lower, almost pressing down on the masts of the Immortal Ship.
Su Fu saw a bolt of lightning condensing within that vortex, growing larger and larger.
A thought flashed through her mind: ‘Zeus is gathering strength to strike and shatter the entire Immortal Ship.’
Simultaneously, Zeus’s face became clearer and clearer.
The entire sky had become His incarnation, and the firmament had become His mask.
He was high above, ruling over heaven and earth.
Right then, Achilles looked up at the Divine Manifestation in the sky and shouted: “Principal God! Please help me, kill them!”
He stood in a rain of dark blood, covered in gore with his golden armor ruined.
He held his spear high, yet he appeared both miserable and grand.
Zeus did not speak, but He lifted him into the air, with lightning wrapping around him to repair his wounds.
On the Immortal Ship, everyone showed fear when they saw the Divine Manifestation of Zeus.
“Such a powerful God…” Xuan Ming murmured, his voice full of awe.
“He stopped our attack with such ease!”
“Such terrifying power…”
‘Can we win?’
Everyone was afraid, but no one retreated.
Su Fu stared fixedly at Zeus, watching the Divine Punishment heavenly thunder, which exceeded a hundred meters in diameter, gestating in the thunderclouds as its power rose steadily.
In mid-air, Achilles’ eyes suddenly turned a brilliant gold.
It was unclear if it was his own voice or the voice of Zeus that rang out: “You ants, why do you not kneel before me?”
He raised his hand, and the massive Divine Aspect behind him made the same movement in sync.
The giant face within the lightning stared intently at Su Fu with disdain and contempt.
Then, he uttered a single word: “Die!”
The divine word took physical form, and the long-gestating heavenly thunder finally struck.
It was like an inverted purple galaxy pouring down, rushing from the horizon toward the Immortal Ship.
The thunderbolt lit up the surrounding hundred miles and let out a piercing shriek.
Compared to that Divine Punishment, the Immortal Ship was like a grain of sand in the ocean—small and fragile.
At this critical moment, a transparent Array Formation suddenly rose from the Immortal Ship!
The ripples of the Array Formation shimmered like water, taking the entire Immortal Ship under its protection.
When Achilles saw this, he was dismissive.
No Array Formation could withstand the Divine Punishment heavenly thunder, especially since this was a punishment personally brought down by Zeus, the God King who ruled over lightning!
The Immortal Ship would surely be blown to pieces under this strike and disappear completely.
He waited to see Su Fu’s end!
But in the next second, as if his eyes were playing tricks on him, he actually saw the Immortal Ship begin to become illusory.
Its outline gradually blurred, like a shadow in the mist.
Achilles’ expression changed drastically, “Impossible! My Lord has already locked this space. This is divine power; you cannot escape!”
‘Escape? Wait…’ Achilles suddenly realized—what if it wasn’t escaping, but… becoming transparent?
He suddenly remembered the scattered discussions on the World Channel.
Massive shadows… outlines appearing and disappearing…
In a flash, a thought surfaced in his mind: ‘Those shadows… could they be the Immortal Ship?!’
What was she doing now?
The answer was obvious— Su Fu was making the Immortal Ship turn into a phantom to escape!
Or rather… perhaps she had never truly appeared in this space at all!
This Immortal Ship had been traveling through the cracks in space from the very beginning.
Achilles realized it, but it was already too late.
The speed of the Immortal Ship’s phantomization grew faster and faster.
Even Su Fu’s figure had become nearly transparent, yet she waved at them with a bright smile: “See you next time, bye-bye~”
The long-gestating Divine Punishment heavenly thunder finally arrived, shrieking through and piercing that space without any obstruction, leveling the mountain range below.
But the Immortal Ship had already disappeared, leaving only a faint ripple of spatial fluctuation.
It was already gone.
Once the thunder subsided, the entire Olympus Map fell into a dead silence.
Only the occasional sound of a collapsing stone pillar in the ruins of the arena broke the quiet.
An absurd thought surged into the hearts of all the survivors at the same time— Su Fu had bombed their map and then just left as if nothing had happened?
Even when the God King Zeus had personally descended, he couldn’t keep her there?
…Ridiculous!
Simply ridiculous!
Achilles hovered in mid-air, looking at the once-glorious Olympus Arena that was now a ruin.
Countless bodies were scattered among the broken walls and debris.
Smoke and dust filled the air, and the light from fires flickered amidst the wreckage.
His glory and his map had been completely destroyed in just a few minutes.
And the culprit had fled right before the Divine Punishment descended.
“Ha… ha ha ha…” His sudden laughter broke the dead silence.
Everyone looked at him as if looking at a madman.
‘At a time like this, you can still laugh?’
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