It's not the protagonist, what does it matter if you are trapped in the Shura field

Chapter 707 Luo Wei’s Level 2 Divine Hunting Kill
The angels on the cliff began to retreat. Ayining stood still, sword in hand, listening to the booming sounds that kept coming from the newly opened mountain path, as the mountain walls were shaken.

That was the sound of the Eastern Marshal beating the temple warriors who had surged out back the way they came.

Thanks to this, the lake spirits whose roads were broken on both sides were safe and sound, and the craftsmen had already moved the magic cannons to a hidden place and hid.

"..."

No wonder he experienced the Battle of Uncrowned City.

With her ability to make accurate judgments and excellent battlefield experience, Vanessa flew back around the mountain.

"I'm going to rescue the craftsmen who are trapped up there."

"it is good."

Ayining nodded, glanced at the two who were fighting fiercely, and pursed her lips. In the absence of Elfa, she took the initiative to take on the responsibility of uniting the lake elves.

Meanwhile, the battle below gradually began to gain momentum, and the man in red was no match for the combined attack of Ah Hu, Lily, and others. He was also caught off guard by Goodman from behind and was now in a dilemma.

Although Ayining didn't know when Ahu Lili had developed certain combat abilities, the power she received as an apostle was clearly more than her own.

"Ugh……"

As for her older sister, she's like a wild horse that no one can rein in.

As the lake elves resumed firing, the craftsmen above also reintroduced their magic cannons. Kamesh, who was holding an axe below, finally caught his breath and couldn't help but laugh as he looked at Dundry.

"Hehe...ha, pfft..."

"Laugh if you want to," Dundee said speechlessly.

He was fighting the man in the red robe just fine, when suddenly poop started falling from the sky! No, why is there poop in the sky?!
He was splashed right in that spot, completely stunned and momentarily doubtful—it really was poop!!
Nepsy's expression was almost on the verge of breaking down. She witnessed the entire process while casting the spell, and it didn't affect the battle at all, which only shows that she was truly a knight.

Ailu Law looked up and saw the figures of the lake elves, and smiled with a touch of relief.

Then she turned her head away.

But the key to the problem is still those two people.

Boom.

The boulder shattered, and Arnos stopped without pause. His massive body moved with incredible speed, as if born for battle. Axe blades and heavy punches slammed into Lovi one after another. He followed when Lovi dodged and chased when Lovi fled. The rapid, uninterrupted movements gave Lovi no chance to breathe.

"What's wrong? Weren't you talking so big just now? Why are you silent now?"

"..."

As Luo Wei faced the Silver Lion's frontal assault, his gaze followed the opponent's movements, his body glowing with silver light as if it were leaving afterimages. Most of his fierce slashes were feints, with only one actually striking.

However, he was wrong this time.

Arnos raised his axe blade and slashed downwards. Each strike became real, continuously striking Lovi's sword. For the first time, Lovi experienced an attack similar to his own Ripple ability on his opponent. Under the continuous heavy pressure, he was forced to the ground on one knee.

The ground cracked in a spiderweb pattern.

“Heh,” Rowe grinned, “You won’t be laughing once the battle over there is over.”

"Then you'll die here first!!"

Arnos no longer concealed his attitude, or rather, there was no need to conceal it anymore; he had made it clear enough.

At first, it was indeed a test, an attempt to take him down when he wasn't looking, but this guy was always very cautious and had exceptional reflexes, so he never gave him a chance to catch him.

Then crush him!
The battle axe slammed down again, and as Lo Wei dodged, he drew a new sword from the ripples.

“The fifteenth,” Arnos said, wielding his axe like a raging torrent. “I’m counting for you.”

The two had been fighting at full power, and no matter how many swords the swordsman had, they were useless against his battle axe, as they were as worthless as junk. Anos could at least tell that his opponent was not a second-level god and did not possess the completeness of divine power.

To have fought him this far is already quite commendable.

“I remember you were once a warrior of the Northern Kingdom, Anos,” Lovi suddenly said, taking out a crimson root feather from the side and crushing it.

“Ha… there’s no need to mention the past,” Arnos said, gripping his battle axe and trying to interrupt him, the axe flashing as he leaped into the air. “I am now a divine warrior of the Temple of War.”

"Then why do you retain the clothing customs of the North?" Rowe dodged the aftershocks of the battle axe and swung his sword. "Your attire and shawl are clearly Northern customs."

"It's none of your business what I wear."

"Really? The armor in the Temple of War Gods is all standard. Why would you, as a divine warrior, specially order armor in the style of the North?"

The only response he received was a cold, howling wind from the axe, which sent his sword-wielding stance flying and then chased after him again, reaching out its hand towards him—

Luo Wei's swing of the sword made him subconsciously pull his fingers away. His gaze suddenly became heavy, pressing him against the mountain wall. He used the sword he was holding to press against Luo Wei's neck.

Although it was different from my plan.

Die.

Luo Wei's arm trembled under the opponent's immense force, causing even the blade of his sword to tremble, but his gaze remained indifferent as he looked at his opponent.

"You just don't want to forget that you were once a member of the North."

Stop with the empty talk.

At that moment, the battle axe in Arnos's hand burst into light, and after a heavy horizontal slash, the entire ridge split in two in a moment, and Lovi also lowered his body to get away.

His eyes held a cold light.

"What, did I guess right?"

The two brushed past each other, bending down.

boom! !

As the giant axe slammed down, Luo Wei's figure crashed down with the ground, the bursting light barrier colliding with the earth and unleashing jets of divine power.

There was not a trace of pity in Arnos's eyes.

Lovi appeared to the side, sword in hand.

"Seeing the soldiers of the North fighting bravely for us, you must feel very frustrated, right?"

After passing each other on both sides, the sword and the axe clashed heavily together.

“Oh, I forgot,” Rowe said, looking up at the enormous figure, “The northern kingdoms worship the god of the north, but you now worship the god of war.”

Arnos: "..."

Loewy: "So, you've betrayed the faith of the North, right?"

The only response he received was a furious axe strike, shattering the earth and sending waves crashing, blasting him far away. Lowe slowly raised his head from the spot.

"Still wearing that armor, are you perhaps feeling some inexplicable guilt—do you even deserve it?"

"!!"

The two men's attacks turned into a storm of clashes, with swords and axes colliding at an extremely high frequency, trapped in a chaotic curtain of light, and a tornado-like eye of the storm rising in the sky.

The sixteenth and seventeenth rounds.

Rowe's broken longsword lay to one side like a piece of iron thrown into a storm.

"What do you know! You're spouting nonsense!!!"

Just then, Luo Wei drew his eighteenth sword, its blade flowing with a clear, azure luster, shimmering with a faint light of prayer—and the lower half of the sword was made of some unknown substance.

Arnos's eyes froze for a moment.

"Demonization, Root Liberation, Outer God Realm"

bake--

Suddenly, a reddish-gray scorching divine current surged from Luo Wei's body, and the level of his divine power suddenly rose to a level completely different from before, suppressing the Arnos in front of him. He then raised his head and opened his golden demon god eyes.

Arnos: "!"

With a downward strike, the sword hilt held in both hands emitted a gray-white light curtain, like the crushing pressure of a world about to be annihilated.

"The Demonic Sword: The End of Eternal Night—"

Bang!
The moment the sword was swung, a sound like an explosion at the origin was produced.

Anos swung his battle axe with divine power, and amidst the rushing light, it collided with the azure sword. Before they even made contact, they repelled each other, as if separated by an invisible wave of energy.

He overtook him in a matter of moments.

bang
The world shattered, and an endless wave of light turned from black to gray, layering upon layer to form a dazzling light, converging all the ripples into one.

It exploded in front of Arnos.

————————！ ！ ！ 』

The earth shattered completely with a deafening roar. The people fighting ahead turned around in astonishment, only to see the destructive aurora borealis piercing through the entire mountain and blasting outwards from the screen that shot straight into the sky, crushing everything in its path into dust and illuminating the sky like a gray sun.

Deng Deli: "(Speechless)..."

The people on the battlefield seemed to have gone deaf for a moment.

Despite the noise that should have caused even mountains to collapse, the shaking of the sky made it seem as if all sounds were fading away, with no sign of receding.

A power beyond comprehension.

The enormous arm holding the battle axe fell from the sky, the axe blade embedded in the ground.

"Ahem..."

Anos, who had used all his divine power to protect himself, fell out of the light curtain. He stumbled and was hit by a gem that struck him on the forehead by Lovi, who was rushing out of the aurora with a gray-red divine pressure.

"memory."

Luo Wei recited.

Then his ashen arm plunged into Arnos's chest, grasping his heart—

Damaged.

Gods in this world cannot always maintain their peak condition, especially those with exceptionally long lifespans. Even the three second-level gods in my own camp have their own problems. They may not be as badly off as Urs, but they are not at their peak either, otherwise they would have already gone down to the Black Abyss with Celis and the others.

Of all the people Luo Wei knew in this round who were fully capable, besides Celis and a few others, it was only Chaham and Red Needle. He didn't know much about the Goddess of the Azure Moon.

And then there's the newly promoted "Silver Lion" Arnos Crawford.

Even among the third-tier gods, only Marcus, the White Witch, and the newly promoted Saya are fully-fledged. Maria and Artana are gods who have fallen short of their peak.

Therefore, Luo Wei judged whether he had reached the level of a second-level god entirely based on Chaham. Even after gradually merging with Dorothy's original magic, he still couldn't guarantee that he could definitely defeat Chaham.

But the Arnos before us—

Compared to Chaham, who had been a second-level god for hundreds of years, being newly promoted meant being weak.

Everything he had done before was just a pretense. What Luo Wei cared about was not whether he could beat his opponent, but under what conditions he could ensure that his opponent would die here without being able to escape.

If he didn't want to prolong the fight from the beginning, then Luo Wei really couldn't do anything about him. If the other party was well-prepared, it would be easy to scare them away if he got serious. With both sides having their own agendas, he only had one real chance.

From the very beginning, whether it was probing, taunting, or a seemingly arduous battle, all the objectives were for one purpose—

Hunting level two gods.

That's right, from the very beginning I thought the same thing as you, Arnos.

The Silver Lion, having lost its heart, coughed up blood and knelt on the ground, while Rowe pressed his hand against its face once more.

Damaged.

At that moment, Arnos, who had also lost an arm, suddenly glowed and struck Arnos heavily in the abdomen with his left fist.

Luo Wei's expression darkened. After enduring the attack and activating his power, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. Without hesitation, he swung the Salvation Prayer Short Sword.

『Magic Pattern Sword - Divine Source Moonlight Sword』

The dark red moonlight, after being destroyed halfway, reappeared and exploded within his body. Arnold's motionless body suddenly splattered blood, and then he was summoned away by the light and disappeared.

He truly deserves to be called a god in the realm of war.

Beneath the gray curtain of the eternal night aurora, Luo Wei coldly grinned.

He wasn't unaware of this situation and had asked Dorothy for the gem beforehand, so even if Anos, headless, without a right arm, heart, or memory, could go back, he would be no different from a vegetable.

Do we have to pick all of these up and take them back?
The only use that Loewe could think of was in using his divine body as a sacrifice.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, looking in the direction of the battle, and suddenly felt that this was no longer the War God Temple he was familiar with.

The people behind it all.

They're obsessed with becoming gods.

(End of this chapter)