Magic Industrial Age.

Chapter 612-610: The Final Battle (Part 3)
The eighteen native gods of Herka all descended in their avatars, determined to settle the matter in one battle—how resolute they were!
The fact that the floating city can initiate the Astral Expedition means it must have its own trump cards!
Devastating war magic, the descent of seven divine avatars, and even the successive appearances of the Abyss King...

This brought the battle to a near-equal footing, before it entered a fierce and protracted struggle and a phase of exchanging pieces.

From this moment on, even powerful beings like gods and abyssal kings became pawns on the table, their lives hanging in the balance.

The first to perish was Thanatos, the god of shadows of Herka.

This person had previously taken a real hit from the devastating war magic [Radiant Sun] and was almost killed.

Although divine power was later drawn upon to replenish combat strength, the injuries were not fully recovered.

Then, he was targeted by the mage god Azus.

Argus is a prime example of a mortal becoming a god, possessing a vast array of powerful spells, and he also clashed with the Shadow Priests using light magic.

However, it was the Balrog King Kadum who truly brought about the death of Thanatos, the god of shadows.

This Balrog King was most skilled at manipulating magma and sealing with fire. While Thanatos was hiding, He enveloped him in crimson magma, eventually melting him.

The combined forces of the deity and the demon king unleashed devastating damage, resulting in the death of the first avatar of a god.

But this is by no means the last one!
In fact, just minutes later, the second deity, Vol'jin, the goddess of trade and wealth among the Seven Gods of Netheril, also perished on the spot.

This guy is really not suited for fighting; the nunchucks he wields, called 'Silver Coin Cloud,' look like a joke.

His overly graceful physique also made him unskilled at moving and dodging.

Faced with 99% of the weak, He only needs to unleash a few divine spells to win the battle.
But when faced with beings of the same level, he is nothing but a burden.

Even though the seven gods had already taken good care of Him, trying their best to keep Him in the center and only casting a few divine spells at Him.

However, He was still a little slow to react during one of his evasion attempts, and he fell out of the group, allowing the orc god Amon to seize the opportunity.

The albino behemoth bared its teeth and leaped forward, bracing itself against divine magic damage, as its massive spiked club slammed down.

With each hammer blow, Vol'jin was smashed to death.

However, Amon also encountered the pursuit of Tom, the god of justice.

The two greatswords spun like the wind, shattering everything in their path. It was only because Amon retreated quickly enough that he was able to avoid being dismembered, even with Behemoth's formidable physique.

Even so, his chest was hacked to pieces, revealing his pale sternum.

In the end, it was the Tarot, the goddess of spring, who urgently mobilized her divine power to help heal Amon and bring him back to life.

However, because she was too far forward, the Goddess of Spring Tarot was targeted by the God of Justice, Tom, who launched a surprise attack and got close to her.

The Goddess of Spring Tarot excels at healing and soothing pain, a typical support unit. Although she also wields a powerful one-handed sword, she is constantly being chased around.

The orc god Amon proved to be quite responsible, leaping down from the sky and crashing down with immense force in his spiked club to block the god of justice, Tom.

This forced Tom to retreat and engage the enemy. The two sides were evenly matched, and the battle was fierce and evenly matched.

However, the seven gods cooperated much more closely. The wandering god Sandakor almost darted past, appearing like a ghost beside the goddess of spring, Tarot.
Then, she slashed repeatedly with her greatswords, creating a storm of divine power that instantly killed the Goddess of Spring.

However, the wandering god of the mountains, Dakor, also died a tragic death.

Charon, the god of death, appeared beside Him, wielding the scythe of death in both hands and swinging it hundreds of times in an instant. It did not damage His body, but His divine fire and divinity were cut into hundreds of pieces and pulled out of His body.

The fifth person to die tragically was Bak, the god of law of Herka.

He is actually very strong, skilled in melee combat and weapon mastery, and has developed the Divine Word based on the 'Law' divine office and 'Great Prophecy'.

Simply put, it uses language to change the rules and distort reality, coupled with sharp close-range attacks, causing both the gnoll king Yenogu and the giant black stone giant Abep to suffer losses when they joined forces.

However, when a devastating war spell, Thunderstorm, struck him, the powerful lightning bolts, though failing to kill him, immobilized him on the spot.

This gave the gnoll king Yenogu and the giant black stone monster Abep an opportunity.

The giant black stone monster Abep swung its fist and attacked wildly, almost completely crushing the body of the law god Buck.

Yenogu's attack smashed Buck's skull.

But the God of Law, Buck, was truly powerful. At the last moment, He used the Divine Word to strip the giant stone monster Abep of its magic resistance.

This stone monster, which was virtually invincible in its defenses, suffered a fatal blow from Vulcan, the god of magic.

Forbidden Ascot piercing rays entered the body of the Mystic Giant, chasing its soul aura before finally exploding.

Thus, the sixth great being to perish was born: the colossal black stone monster Abep, who had just escaped the shackles of the Well of Darkness, died in the war of the gods.

Then, the god of discord, Disi, perished under the attack of the many-eyed tyrant Capri.

It was Miriel, the god of singing, whose weakness was discovered by Quetzalcoatl, who used Dimensional Slash to tear him apart.

It was Oxor, the goddess of summer, who was casting her divine spells to summon lightning and vines to shatter the unmanned aircraft when she was hit by a blue-white laser and had her head smashed by Yenogu, the king of the gnolls.

Meanwhile, Lady Winter, Miusika, in order to avenge her best friend, pounced on the enemy and froze everything with extreme cold, completely sealing Yenogu in ice.

Then, the goddess of autumn, Karpo, summoned a fierce and deadly wind, turning the frozen Yenogu into countless fragments.

Furthermore, Diana, the goddess of desire, was tempted but failed, and was mercilessly devoured by the god of magic, Argus, using dark magic.

The god of literature and art, Denell, carefully dodged the attacks, but was ultimately pierced by the elven god Drizzt's divine bow, which rained down countless stars, turning them into sieves.

It was Epimetheus, the god of the sea, who died unwillingly after being struck by the devastating war magic [Radiant Sun] while being scorched by the magma of the Balrog King Kadum.

Charon, the god of death, was also killed by his enemies while ending their lives. Tom, the god of justice, sacrificed his arm to shatter his head and heart with his divine power.

On such a battlefield, life is worthless, and even the most great are killed like pigs and dogs.

On such a battlefield, even powerful beings like gods and demons cannot save their own lives, let alone those below the level of true gods.

Those demigods, heroic spirits, angels, and demon lords were all like bubbles, easily burst with a single prick.

And what bears all of this is this floating continent beneath our feet.

Even if many people are there to protect it, when the aftershocks of various attacks fall, even the strongest magical protection is as fragile as tofu.

Countless arcane towers were destroyed.

Deep, bottomless furrows were plowed into the earth, stretching to the horizon.
Huge, deep pits appeared, some even accumulating groundwater, which was then stained red with blood, turning into blood lakes.

Forests were burned by wildfires, billowing black smoke rose into the sky, mountains were snapped in half, rivers were blocked, and floods inundated fields.

The proud, noble, and powerful Nesseril, no matter how glorious their civilization, are nothing more than a swarm of insects and ants before this divine war, dying in droves.

The only difference between an arcanist and a mortal might be that one dies in the ruins of a city, while the other dies inside an arcane tower.

In other words, all the great arcane mages were hiding behind the scenes; otherwise, they would have suffered heavy losses as well.

However, they did indeed play a significant role.

During this very moment of fierce fighting, four more massive portals opened, releasing and stabilizing the power of hell, and a large horde of demons swarmed out.

Surrounded by the demon legion were none other than the demon lords from the nine layers of hell. They finally succumbed to the temptation offered by Netheril and stepped onto the battlefield.

First is the lord of the second level of Hell, the master of Dis City, Grand Duke Disbart.

This is an extremely tall, humanoid demon, dressed in magnificent clothes, with black hair, tiny horns, dark red skin, a demonic tail, and elegant manners.

Secondly, there is Viscount Maman, the lord of the third level of Hell and the master of Minauros.

He possessed the torso and head of a human, with arms that were large venomous snakes, and his power was more terrifying than that of a god.

There is also Prince Levitus, the lord of the fifth level of Hell and the master of Stygia.

This one is quite unique; its form is completely obscured, as it is enveloped by an iceberg.

From the outside, through the ice, the prince appeared as a large, dark mass.

But the power He exudes is like a typhoon, radiating in all directions.

Finally, one of the eight demon generals of hell, the demon of the deep prison, Balzefen, will appear.

For better governance, the Lord of Hell, the Great Asmodeus, meticulously devised a separation of military and political power.

For example, the rulers of each level of hell actually hold political power, managing and maintaining the stability and development of each level.

All the powerful demons and their legions were brought under the command of the Eight Demon Generals of Hell in the name of the bloody battle.

As long as these two sides cannot cooperate, the power over Hell will forever belong to Asmodeus.

From this perspective, although the Eight Demon Generals of Hell are not as famous as the Lord of Hell, their strength and the forces under their command are truly not inferior.

The demon legion brought by Balzefin was clearly a battle-hardened elite, even more so than those of the other three lords. Their appearance truly silenced the entire battlefield.

Although everyone knows that the archmages cannot summon these great beings indefinitely, nor can they afford such a high price.

But the scene before them was enough to make them despair.

Even the remaining native gods of Heranka froze, their fighting spirit waning.

Yes, they can afford to lose a divine avatar, but it has to be something worthwhile.

If they lose their clones and so many Prayer-Bearers, and still can't take down this floating city, then the outcome won't be very optimistic.

At that very moment, the sun god stepped forward.

He was originally paired with the goddess of magic, Mystra. Both were powerful avatars of divine power and were among the strongest of the gods. Neither of them dared to be careless when they fought.

The other gods and abyssal kings wisely kept their distance, unwilling to get involved in their battle.

Just kidding, even a clone of a powerful god would be stronger than them.

They came to seek gain, not to seek death.

However, at this moment, the Sun God traded an arm for the opportunity to strike first, and the divine light of the greatsword in his hand erupted, aiming to pierce through the Magic Lady.

However, the constant teleportation spell was activated instantly, and the next second, Mystra was sent several kilometers away, perfectly dodging the attack.

But He also made way for us to move forward.

The Sun God did not stop; like a warrior charging into battle, He charged straight ahead toward the center of the floating city, where the Mystic Temple was located.

At this moment, all obstacles along the way were ignited by the sun's radiance and magical flames, even the Arcane Tower was no exception, turning into torches.

Even so, it still attracted many great beings to block it.

The god of justice, Tom, turned and blocked his path, but was cleaved away by a single sword strike.

The mage god Arzuth summoned the phantom of the ancient god Abomination with a hundred arms, but it still could not escape the penetration of the sun's rays.

However, they still managed to buy themselves enough time.

The Balrog, wreathed in surging lava, transformed into a colossal wave that crashed down head-on.

The many evil eyes of the Multi-Eyed Tyrant shot out light, unleashing a barrage of negative effects.

Furthermore, the lords of the second and third levels of Hell, Grand Duke Disbart and Viscount Maman, tacitly chose to flank from both sides.

As for Balzefen, one of the Eight Demon Generals of Hell, he cut off the retreat route with a flash.

The mage god Azus, staff in hand, sat high in the sky, forbidden magic brewing, ready to be unleashed at any moment.

The god of justice, Tom, unusually set aside his glory and lowered his body, blocking the escape route below.

At this moment, enemies truly come from all directions, above and below.

At this moment, the sun god paid the price for his underestimation of the enemy and his reckless advance—the price of being besieged.

The gods who participated in the siege, the Abyss King and the Demon Lord, couldn't help but tremble.

This wasn't fear, but a huge surprise.

Even for them, being able to sever an avatar of a powerful deity is something to boast about for ten thousand years.

But at that very moment, the sun god raised his head high, a faint smile playing on his lips.

He felt no fear, no despair, and no regret; only a faint sense of triumph at the success of his scheme.

In that instant, all the gods and demons felt fear, an immense fear weighing heavily on their hearts, as if the end of the world was imminent.

In that instant, the magician Mystra's expression changed drastically, and she reached out to cast a spell to stop it.

But it was all too late!

The Sun God exploded!
A blinding radiance erupted on the spot, and endless divine light and heat spread at an unreasonable speed. The powerful energy melted matter, rules, and divine power, dissolving everything within its range.

That's right, the sun god chose to self-destruct, releasing his divine power to the extreme, causing a terrifying explosion in an instant.

That power is comparable to a nuclear explosion.

Under such power, only a few exclamations and strange cries from gods and demons could be heard before they vanished.

Tom, the god of justice, is dead!

Kadum, the Balrog King, is dead!

The multi-eyed tyrant Kapiri instantly transformed into a giant fireball and was burned to ashes!
Grand Duke Disbart, the lord of the second level of Hell, also died shortly after stepping onto the battlefield!

Viscount Maman, the master of the third level of hell, managed to evade quickly, but only half of his body remained, with one eye blinking and turning bloodshot.

One of the Eight Demon Generals of Hell, the Deep Hell Demon Balzefen, also died.

The only one who survived this self-destruction relatively unscathed was the pale-faced mage god, Arzus.
The price was that His divine staff shattered inch by inch.

There is also Prince Levitus, the lord of the fifth level of Hell.

Being inside an iceberg, He naturally resisted the light and flames, and escaped with His life at the cost of most of the iceberg melting.

But under the power of gods and demons, everything vanishes into nothingness!

On the land of the floating city, a huge, circular piece of land has been turned into scorched earth, leaving nothing behind.

As for the native gods of Herranka, they had long been ordered to stay far away.

This is how you take the enemy with your death!

This is the decisive and ruthless nature of the Sun God!
The battlefield, which had been incredibly intense just moments before, was now deathly silent!
Everyone seemed to be digesting this astonishing victory, but then, a divine radiance fell from the heavens.

Then, another avatar of the sun god descended upon this place.

Although the gods of Herka agreed that they could withdraw from the battlefield as long as they lost one of their avatars,
But for the sun god, this battle is one where victory is not an option.

Therefore, if one clone is lost, just send another one.

This divine avatar was in the form of a paladin, but with a full head of white hair and deep wrinkles.

He raised his divine sword high, and with just one sentence, he ignited the fighting spirit of his own side.

"This battle must end in death!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

So He took the lead, with the gods following behind, and the divine war legion launched another attack, fighting to the death!
At this moment, even the remaining gods and demons lost their will to fight again.

Inside the Hall of Mysteries, a group of great arcane mages lay limply on the ground, trembling all over.

The sun god, with his resolute determination, shattered their courage and resolve to fight.

But at that very moment, below the Hall of Mysteries, where the Core of Nesser was located, Michael, the master of the floating city, looked up with a wild laugh.

His gaze seemed to pierce through obstacles, allowing him to see enemies surging in like a tsunami, ready to destroy his floating city.

He seemed to see the Sun God's decisiveness and wisdom, like that of an ancient hero, giving him no chance to breathe.

But he did it!
Then, the Core of Nesser began to flicker violently, flashing red light faster and faster, like a heartbeat reaching its limit.

Then, propelled by terrifying magical energy, the clay tablet in his hand pierced through dimensions and fell into the primordial realm of the prime material plane.

Michael coldly declared, "Let me show you the ultimate arcane art of Netheril: Divine Cataclysm!"

In that instant, the sun god seemed to sense something. His momentum of charge did not stop, but his expression changed drastically, and he only let out a long, drawn-out final sound.

"Do not……"

In that instant, the expression on the face of the sorceress Mystra became incredibly strange, as if she were both stunned and incredulous.

He muttered to himself, clearly saying, "It's done. Those lunatics actually succeeded?!"

In that instant, an invisible wave swept across the entire Herka plane, and the Sea of ​​Origin splashed up huge waves, like a raging tide crashing against the shore.

Thus, heaven and earth were turned upside down, and order was lost!

Thus, the true god has fallen to earth!

(End of this chapter)