I reign supreme in the Western fantasy world for eternity.

A white figure emerged from the shadows, walking with unhurried steps, and said, "Leaving already?"

The god of industry's gear-like eyes spun rapidly. Throughout the battle, He had been watching for the opponent's sudden attack, but the opponent had hesitated to make a move...

The god of industry spoke again and asked:

Oh? So you've finally come to your senses and are willing to become my servant?

Ji Tian slightly spread his fingers, spiritual energy coiling around his fingertips like silk threads. "You haven't answered my first question yet: how did you come into this world?"

There is no obligation to inform.

What a joke! He is now a deity with authority, and he still needs to maintain basic dignity. How could he possibly tell the other party that he and the Father God were just kicked over by the new gods as if they were nothing more than roadside weeds?

"You refuse to speak? It seems I can convince God with reason."

After speaking, Ji Tian raised his right hand, and a wisp of flame, as thin as a hair, condensed at his fingertips. He then flicked the flame toward the God of Industry.

The flames had no effect whatsoever, passing straight through the body of the god of industry without even making contact with him.

Ji Tian was not surprised.

His divine sense had already told him that conventional physical or magical attacks were ineffective against this new god.

The authority of the god of industry is deeply intertwined with the industrial civilization of this era. Unless the entire industrial system can be destroyed, a simple energy attack is like trying to disperse a cloud of fog with a fist.

The God of Industry was not angry at the other party's overstepping of bounds. After all, this was the first subordinate god he was preparing to take in, so he had to be patient.

【Your power is different from the magic system of this world, but your current level is too low. Without the power of rules, without the authority corresponding to this era, you cannot touch my divine body. How about becoming my follower?】

Ji Tian started trying to rewind time again.

Golden spiritual energy condensed into a miniature vortex in his palm, causing space to distort and fluctuations in the laws of time to spread outwards.

The Minister of the Interior's robes fluttered even without wind, the Imperial Guard Commander's breathing rhythm was disrupted, and even the elderly magician in the distance felt a strange dizziness.

But as soon as the vortex formed, Ji Tian frowned.

He sensed an immense, abyss-like resistance.

The very existence of the god of industry "anchors" this era; to trace back to His time is to trace back to the entire industrial civilization: the first roar of the steam engine, the first turn of the textile machine, the first shift of workers...

Those invisible torrents converged into an irresistible inertia, forcefully suppressing Ji Tian's power of time.

He withdrew his hand, and the vortex of spiritual energy dissipated.

Are you trying to go back in time?

A hint of surprise appeared in the tone of the God of Industry.

You've actually violated the laws of time. But it's useless; I myself am the "present" of this era. To try and rewind to me is to rewind to the era itself. The price you cannot afford.

Ji Tian nodded, seemingly accepting the failure of his attempt.

He looked down at his right hand, where the lingering warmth of the spiritual energy from the spell he had just cast still remained in his palm.

Then he looked up at the god of industry.

"You just asked me if I would be willing to be your servant god."

What is your answer?

When he asked this question, he even felt that his kindness had moved the other person, and he felt quite accomplished.

Such a powerful and perfect body is perfect as a vessel for God's resurrection and backup; He would never want to destroy it directly.

"I refuse!"

The God of Industry, thinking his offer wasn't enough, continued:

[If you are willing to submit, I can open a special path of ascension to God just for you. This is a privilege that no one else receives from God.]

"The path to advancement? I bet it's about becoming your clone and ascending to godhood in one step, right? That's certainly fast." Ji Tian sneered. "Also, your claim of immunity to holy light was probably a lie, wasn't it?"

Only forces involving authority, faith, or conceptual levels can cause substantial harm to Him.

Like the Holy Light of Valentine.

Holy Light?

He looked up, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"To be honest, I'm actually best at freestyle fighting."

Before he finished speaking, his figure vanished from the spot.

The God of Industry was genuinely surprised, not expecting that the other party's mastery of the laws of space was also so high!

It's useless; you can't do anything to me.

Before he could finish speaking, a glowing fist slammed into his jaw.

"Bang--!"

With a muffled thud, the God of Industry's body leaned backward, the phantom in the Gear Eye trembled violently, and beneath His feet, rubble was kicked up by the shockwave, creating a shallow crater in the ground.

【How is that possible!】

"How is this possible!" The Minister of the Interior, the commander of the Imperial Guard, and others watching from the ground were also incredulous.

They were full of hope when Ji Tian challenged his opponent, but were disappointed when his opponent used the power of time but still failed to harm the god.

They originally thought that Ji Tian would be taken as a follower of a god, or that after a series of unsuccessful attempts, he would shout something like "I'm so sorry I couldn't satisfy the God of Industry" and be beaten to death as a blasphemer.

The Minister of the Interior spoke again, "Even the power of time couldn't harm Him, so how was that young man able to strike him?"

"It's Holy Light! He cast Holy Light!" The archmage from the Mage Guild discovered the reason.

Holy Light is the most basic spell that even novice mages know, and it is often used for lighting or exorcising evil spirits!

Yes, Ji Tian did indeed use Holy Light to enchant his entire body before engaging in combat with his bare physical body.

The Holy Light spell contains divine blessings and a bit of faith power. Although it is far less powerful than Cardinal Valentine's Holy Light, it can still make real contact with the opponent, turning the contest of concepts and authority into close combat!

Ji Tian did not stop.

The left fist deals high damage, the right fist deals high damage, each strike is wrapped in a thin layer of holy light, each strike lands precisely on the joints of the god of industry, the connection points of his divine body, and the core of the phantom gear on his chest.

The God of Industry was forced to retreat repeatedly. He tried to condense a gear barrier, but Ji Tian's fist was too fast, so fast that the barrier was shattered before it could take shape.

He tried to create distance, but Ji Tian was like a leech, refusing to budge an inch.

"Bang, bang, bang—!"

The sound of fists landing on the god's body was dull and dense, like a downpour pounding on a tin roof.

The God of Industry finally found an opportunity. The phantom gear in his palm spun rapidly, and a massive torrent of information crashed into Ji Tian's mind.

Ji Tian didn't pause even for a moment; on the contrary, the frequency of his attacks increased even more.

He couldn't even see his movements clearly, and could only barely deflect them by relying on his divine perception of danger.

But blocking is useless.

That fist, imbued with holy light, could strike His divine body directly.

One punch.

Two punches.

Three punches.

Cracks began to appear on the body of the god of industry, and golden light seeped out from the cracks.

He is injured.

【stop!】