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Another graceful figure emerged, stepping on gray-white foam. Blue and white waves wove a long, trailing skirt around her, joyfully singing the rhythm called the tide.

The raging waves surged and filled the cave in the blink of an eye. With the starlight blocking out the outside, there was no way to escape, and everyone was instantly submerged.

"Control them first, then turn them into puppets and throw them out to scout ahead!"

With a malicious grin, the spiritually evolved seawater spun rapidly, exerting a terrifying tearing force that could twist a modern ship into a pretzel within ten seconds.

However, at that moment, her plump, slightly dark face suddenly changed.

The whirlpool collapsed, the undercurrents burst forth, and crystal-clear water droplets scattered, drawing out a terrifying howl. A magnificent palace with red roofs and green tiles, surrounded by auspicious light, suddenly broke through the blockade and crashed out.

Having witnessed the power of this artifact from the Far East heretics during the Silent Hill battle, they were not surprised by its amazing performance. The two nobles who had opened the Gate of Immortality unleashed their power in unison.

The falling stars gave rise to numerous spells, and the swirling waves stirred up a raging torrent. Two completely different forces combined to crush the young powerhouse before them, determined to kill him right there!

They were confident that even if the enemy's strength was almost at the pinnacle of human power, they would have no chance of escaping.

Seemingly aware that they were in a critical moment of life and death, the celestial palace shone brightly, and a golden ball of lightning as large as a house was forcefully spat out, crashing down to meet the attack!

"call!"

The powerful airflow was churned into hundreds of streams that surged in all directions, and shattered talismans flew everywhere. The counterattack failed in just one breath.

Hmm? The power he encountered was weaker than he had imagined. The two immortals instantly became alert and tacitly blocked his retreat.

However, in the instant they were slightly distracted, the magnificent palace with its oriental flair advanced instead of retreating, like a live loach, smoothly making a 90-degree turn and bursting out from the gap between the two attackers.

Then... he plunged headfirst into the otherworldly space inside the wardrobe!

Is this...walking into a trap?

There wasn't much time to ponder; the light faded, and the two figures followed closely behind.

Chapter 481 Pan, the God of War Who Doesn't Play by the Rules

In the boundless darkness, all around was emptiness and desolation, except for a beam of soft, emerald-green light shining from the distant shore, like a lighthouse standing on a reef in the dead of night, guiding those who were lost at sea.

In this open space, a meteor emitting a seven-colored flame was streaking across the sky.

Behind it, a beautiful crystal river and a vast expanse of misty waves followed closely.

“Foolish human brat, surrender now and I may grant you a chance to live.”

The angry female voice boomed like thunder in a storm.

But despite her threats and temptations, the pursued showed no sign of stopping, only offering a lazy smile:

"Your Highness, the Ocean Goddess Coribus, is that right? You've probably been asleep for too long, and your mind is still stuck in the pirate era."

It's a shame that people are so enlightened these days; such nonsense wouldn't have fooled anyone for hundreds of years.

My sincere advice is this: if you want to hook up with a pirate captain like you did back in the day with just a few words, you'd better get some training at a red-light district brothel…

"You blasphemous reptile, you deserve to die!"

The raging waves rose another three percent, and being compared to special professionals among the lowly humans enraged the noble ancient ruler, who vowed to tear the other party to pieces.

Amidst the shouting and chasing, a ethereal, illusory mass of color wriggled and appeared, and a vast expanse of richly colored mountains, forests, and snow-capped peaks rapidly expanded, with birds flying, deer leaping, cattle and sheep running, and many other creatures inhabiting the area!

In an instant, the three beams of light merged into it.

However, the next moment, the two opposing sides suddenly let out the same exclamation:

"This is……"

An indescribable, powerful force... no, rather than a force, it was more like a law that surged forth instantly, indiscriminately eroding the two uninvited guests. The meaning contained within it twisted and decomposed their essence, seemingly trying to drag them down to the mortal realm and make them one of the myriad beings in that wondrous space.

In the darkness, an enormous, bizarre head seemed to emerge from everyone's consciousness.

The ram's horns, twisted and coiled, spiraled upwards, their mottled marks resembling the rings of an ancient tree. A fine beard, like aerial roots of a plant, swayed beneath its chin. The serene atmosphere of the mountains, forests, and waters, mingled with pastoral songs, echoed in all directions, creating a magnificent and awe-inspiring spectacle.

But beneath that crystalline divine radiance, countless jagged cracks covered its surface, making it look like a clay statue that had been broken long ago, barely managing to avoid immediate collapse only through a delicate balance.

On the pale beast's face, covered with golden grass and moss, a pair of numb, lonely eyes stared blankly at the newcomer, with faint glimmers of light flashing out.

A massive influx of information instantly made the three of them understand the cause and effect.

"To think that it would place its accumulated spiritual energy of thousands of years on the very outermost edge as a decisive move in a desperate resistance. Back in Olympus, I never saw this cowardly goat so resolute..."

Plans can't keep up with changes. Collybuso was shocked, angry and annoyed. Although she had expected that the prey she had targeted would not be willing to be devoured by her, she never expected that it would be so desperate and fight to the death!

Shouldn't we retreat into the core of the demiplane, deploy heavy defenses, counter each other's moves, and wait for the enemy to slowly break through our defenses in order to stall for time?

When did long-lived beings start to go to extremes like short-lived beings? Why do they act so unpredictably?

"Even if you succeed in dragging us into the divine kingdom you've constructed, so what? How much power can you muster in your severely injured state?"

Corybusch roared bitterly, but no matter how much she screamed, she couldn't escape the predicament she was in.

Even a true god, even if only a marginal figure in the pantheon, even if already on the verge of collapse and death, can still deliver a fatal blow with the last ounce of their strength.

"I never expected it would be you who came knocking on my door, daughter of Atlas..."

The vicissitudes of time are almost palpable in the tone, and an ancient sentiment sighs:

"There's no need to lament anymore. If you were enduring the same endless torment of being half-dead as I am, you would make the same choice."

A new era has dawned, but there is no longer an altar to commemorate us… So be it. The victor of the contest will gain everything, and if I fail, this endless torment will finally end.

Lush forests nestled against sacred snow-capped mountains, and rushing rivers stretched across bountiful grasslands. It was as if a small world was forcibly squeezing in, causing the very souls of those present to groan in unbearable agony.

This is a direct confrontation at the root of the problem, forcing the other side to step into the battlefield he has set up.

"Unleash the full power of your domain and entangle him!" As fellow immortals, they were wise, insightful, and quick-witted, and made their decision in the blink of an eye.

The azure waves swirled, the crystal-clear river suddenly surged, colliding with the surging snow-capped mountains and forests. Law and spirituality, elements and energy clashed and rubbed against each other, gradually merging into a bizarre and wonderful little world.

The Celestial Palace, which was two levels weaker in terms of power, was the first to succumb to the power struggle among the three and gently plummeted inside.

……

……

The lush pine needles are still lost in the winter dream, with glimmers of light reflecting off the ice crystals between the branches.

In this snow-covered forest, every tree is tightly wrapped in a layer of pure white snow, like an image where time stands still.

A cool breeze swept by, causing the branches to sway gently and scattering fine, dust-like frost, which, as nature's most exquisite decoration, added a touch of life to the tranquil world of ice and snow.

The bright sunlight struggled to penetrate the clouds, leaving dappled patterns of light on the snow-covered earth and gilding the cold landscape with a faint afterglow.

"Squeak..."

A sneaker gently stepped on a small patch of moss in the forest, the vegetation hardened and brittle by the low temperature, making a soft, rustling sound.

The warm breath had barely been exhaled when it turned into wisps of white steam rising into the air.

"Damn it, there's no map again, where did they put me?"

The young man with black hair and black eyes rubbed his hands together, stood on a protruding rock, and looked around with a slightly troubled expression.

The illusory image of the Three Yuan Palace around Zhu Mingyao flashed and disappeared, and he licked his lips with a furrowed brow.

Similar to the two ancient gods who were stunned by the sudden blow, Pan the Shepherd's move of turning the tide of battle into a victory was also unexpected.

Not only were they seriously injured, but more importantly, the four-person team that was originally protected inside the magic artifact was nowhere to be found.

Based on the final scene, the two enemies and Pan were locked in a fierce battle, both severely injured. Even if they still had the strength, they should have dealt with the other side first. It seemed that he himself was not the primary target.

The top priority now is to find our companions as quickly as possible. After all, according to the plan, the scene is likely to get quite intense, and it's best for anyone who accidentally wandered in to leave as soon as possible...

A mysterious aura emanated from his palm, where a miniature brass divination plate flickered and spun, seemingly conveying some kind of message.

"Sizzle".

A slight sound interrupted his thoughts. Zhu Mingyao suddenly looked up and saw the bushes not far away trembling slightly.

Two thumb-thick, blackish-yellow, pointed objects twitched, and beneath the waxy, glossy horns, a thin face with a few wisps of yellow beard looked around.

Suddenly his eyes lit up, and he looked at the wary young man before skipping out happily.

Zhu Mingyao was startled. A breeze suddenly rose from beneath his feet, and he retreated more than ten meters, because the lower body of the newcomer was not a normal human leg, but two curved sheep hooves!

The symbolism of this image in mythology is so clear that it is almost impossible to find another one.

Brother Pan, why aren't you fighting those two women who tried to harm you? What are you doing here looking for me? Among the intruders, I haven't shown any hostility, so I'm probably the least threatening one, right?

Zhu Mingyao mentally ranted, feeling the same sentiment he had recently shared with a certain sea goddess.

Why don't people these days follow the rules?

Chapter 482 NPC?

Although he believed the chances of him being attacked were slim, Zhu Mingyao was still prepared to respond at any time.

However, the half-goat, half-human "Pan" showed no hostility whatsoever; on the contrary, he appeared quite worried.

"Are you a human from outside? Come here, come here quickly."

His horny hooves pounded impatiently against the ice and snow, his voice tinged with urgency.

"The Snow Witch banished four kings and issued an order to all the inhabitants to arrest all outsiders."

The half-goat clutched the bag of hazelnuts to his chest, looking around nervously as if unseen eyes were watching them.

"We must leave as soon as possible. The witch's magic is everywhere; even the most hidden corner cannot escape her notice."

Zhu Mingyao had considered that it might ask questions or try to deal with him first, but the other party's opening remarks were completely irrelevant.

Sensing that the half-goat's spiritual aura was unremarkable, several realms lower than his own, and clearly unrelated to gods or demons except for their similar appearance, he pondered for a moment and asked:

"Who is the Ice Witch you're talking about?"

Faced with his question, the half-goat man seemed not to hear him, only clenching his hands with a heavy and troubled expression.

"Her power grew stronger day by day, and her control over this land became increasingly strict. The disappearance of the four wise kings plunged the entire country into unprecedented chaos and fear."

Brave stranger, you must follow the four clues left behind and retrieve them all to find allies to resist the witch's power and restore peace and tranquility to the kingdom.

Without waiting for a reply, it beckoned Zhu Mingyao with its small, gray-haired hand, and cautiously treaded a path through the woods filled with stones and fallen leaves.

"Ok?"

Zhu Mingyao was suddenly stunned. With this unexpected invitation, a strange feeling enveloped him, giving rise to an inexplicable impulse. It was as if his mind was shrouded in a veil, and he couldn't help but want to follow.