Those time travelers that year

In just a short while, a heavy rainstorm enveloped the entire city. Moreover, every second, the area affected by this rain continued to expand, gradually forming a weather anomaly capable of impacting an entire country.

Sturmund Drang

One of Voban's powers was used over a century ago in 1854 to destroy the Dalmatian port city of Zadar. When fully activated, it can create widespread weather manipulation affecting an entire country.

Clearly, this move involved manipulating the weather and controlling the climate. This is the true power of the Campiones, the spoils they obtained after defeating the gods and usurping their power. It is the source of their strength and belief that allows them to crush all resistance.

Although in Ciel's eyes, the powers possessed by Campione were a secondhand product, a mixture of incomplete divine authority and divine power, Ciel simply looked down on them! The powers possessed by a god-slayer were actually something that even the disobedient gods themselves could not ignore. Ciel was able to ignore them because he possessed power that transcended these powers and had personally experienced complete authority.

Campiones lack authority, but their power is undeniably sufficient for their use. If they possessed complete authority, these Campiones likely wouldn't be able to utilize it perfectly. Furthermore, although it's incomplete power, it's essentially within the realm of divine power. This power, originally not belonging to the Campiones themselves, has, with increased use and continuous improvement in battle, allowed them to gradually come to understand the power they possess.

Although this process is slow, as time goes by, the spoils that Campiones have seized will eventually be fully digested by them and, according to their own understanding, evolved into a power that belongs entirely to them.

Otherwise, the gods in this world's mythology wouldn't have included a final king as a safety net, because humanity truly possesses the potential to surpass the gods' imagination. Given time, these Campiones might eventually be able to transcend the divide between humans and gods, achieving godhood and immortality.

……

"What is this?" Outside the sealed space in the Netherworld, more than a thousand Star Tribulation Blades were projected across the sky, their flames burning while the power of time from the Star Tribulation Blades was constantly accelerating the process. Xia Er looked out of the Netherworld.

After Sasha Dejansdar Voban used his powers, Charles, sensing the change, turned his gaze in that direction.

"This is beyond my expectations!" When he saw the power that easily caused a weather anomaly affecting an entire city, and whose power and scope were still expanding, even the Campiones who initially looked down on them had to admit that they seemed to have misjudged the situation.

While Campiones may not seem like much to the Sharl, Voban's current power to influence the weather across a nation has already exceeded the limits of the incomplete divine authority and power that Campiones possess.

Looking at these Campiones, Charles immediately recognized that this was almost no longer just power. The powers acquired by Campiones ultimately have limits and limitations, but Voban had already surpassed them. The power he displayed should, in theory, only be able to affect the area of ​​a single city, and its usage frequency, duration, and strength were all limited. However, Voban had exceeded these limits, truly transforming this power into one of his own personal strengths.

If it weren't for the fact that he still couldn't learn about the gods and couldn't move forward, Xia Er had no doubt that Voban could ignite the divine fire on his own, overcome obstacles, elevate himself, and achieve godhood and immortality.

"No wonder a Last King is needed to eliminate the Campiones..." Charles finally understood the Last King's role; this guy truly lived up to his title of ultimate protector. It's conceivable that in the history of this world, there have been countless Campiones who reached Voban's level. If they hadn't been defeated by the Last King, there might have been Campiones who achieved godhood. And once they did, these Campiones would undoubtedly possess the domain power to slay gods. Thinking about it this way, Pandora's creation of Campiones to provoke the gods wasn't entirely without reason.

"We need to revise the plan..."

"At least these god-slayers cannot be wasted."

"A god-slayer filled with a fierce fighting spirit might also be a fine blade..."

Withdrawing his gaze, Charles, through a mental call, sent the message of the changed plan to Athena and Lucifer. If necessary, they could directly open the entrance to the Netherworld, luring these god-slayers in and sending them all to that world.

No one would complain about having more and sharper weapons, especially Ciel, the mastermind behind it all, who is more than willing to lend a helping hand to these Campiones who had no future and help them embark on a smooth road ahead.

"...Almost done!" Yes, almost done. More than half of the seven days had passed quickly. With Xia Er's relentless acceleration of time, the process of reenacting the Taishang Laojun's Eight Trigrams Furnace was incredibly easy.

Within that seal, every inch is now engulfed in endless flames. Everything has been assimilated by the omnipresent fire, except for that one stubborn rock within the flames that has not been annihilated.

Instead, the resounding heartbeats grew louder and louder, and at the same time, the cracks in the stubborn rock multiplied. Within them, the divine attributes and concepts of Buddhism were being destroyed bit by bit, leaving only the purest divine power and the chants that had been reinfused into it.

Myths are born from human transmission and storytelling...

Now, this 'god', who has been celebrated for centuries and has become a symbol of heroes and rebels, has reshaped his indestructible body and reclaimed his true self.

Now, all that's left is to open those defiant, fiery eyes.

532. The Chaotic Battle Begins

"Let them in?" Lucifer, who was atop Tokyo Tower, pouted in dissatisfaction after receiving Ciel's message. "Annoying evil god, hmm, I hate you the most!" Lucifer, who had originally intended to use these mortals and Campiones as pawns, was now very unhappy. According to Ciel's 'new plan,' it didn't matter how many mortals died, since Ciel was just a charlatan, and it wouldn't matter how many charlatans died.

But those Campiones, it's best not to kill them. With a wave of his hand, Charles decided to unleash his "the bigger the fuss" spirit and give these Campiones a great opportunity, guiding them to the pinnacle of their entrepreneurial lives.

We must help them with their god-slaying endeavors and give them a hand to help them expand their business in another world.

"Aaaaaah!!!!" Lucifer muttered in a bad mood, "That hateful evil god, that hateful evil god, that hateful evil god, that bad guy who stole my toy!" He stomped his foot, looking at Marquis Voban, whose power was expanding in the distance, with a face full of resentment. Finally, under the persuasion of Athena's telepathic message, he reluctantly began to withdraw his power, then turned around and disappeared on the Tokyo Tower.

However, even without Lucifer's continued influence, the moment Voban attacked with utterly cold-blooded murderous intent and rage towards the Vatican Crusaders, the situation was beyond redemption.

……

In a corner of the city, the Sword King Salvatore Tony (the Husky), carrying a black box and dressed in a short-sleeved shirt, beach pants, and flip-flops, suddenly stopped eating the barbecue he was about to eat and looked up at the sky with great interest.

"Wow...why is the old man so angry?!" Tossing aside the barbecue he was holding, Tony looked at the torrential rain pouring down outside, the howling wind, and the thunder. Driven by unparalleled recklessness and curiosity, he suddenly had a brilliant idea. "How can I not get involved in something this interesting?!" So, he excitedly ran outside, ignoring the bewildered stares of passersby, and with a light leap, jumped from the ground onto the rooftop, beginning a rooftop parkour adventure.

As for the destination, it was the place Marquis Voban wanted to go.

……

At the same moment, within the Radiant Temple, the Martial Arts King, Luo Cuilian, was examining the site of a massacre that had once taken place. This wasn't her first time here; she had originally planned to personally deal with the monkey summoned here and the three creatures hiding in the Netherworld.

But it was clear that she was a step too late; someone else, still alive, had arrived here first. Although she looked down on the Nine Laws Clan, she knew that the Nine Laws Clan, who were originally in charge of the Nikko Amaterasu Palace, were more likely to find a way to the now-closed Netherworld.

Therefore, as a martial artist, she still possesses a certain degree of patience.

"This is Voban's power?!" However, the so-called patience was eventually worn away by the sudden change in the celestial phenomena. In its place was a soaring fighting spirit.

Dressed in white Hanfu, her silk-like black hair braided into three upright sections, Campione stepped out of the Nikko Amaterasu Shrine in an instant. Shrinking the earth to an inch, reaching the ends of the earth in a foot—this was not a power, but a technique cultivated through her own practice.

This martial arts master, whose combat prowess was among the best in Campione, gazed at the torrential rain with her beautiful eyes and listened to the sounds of wind and thunder.

Luo Cuilian, who had once fought against Marquis Voban and was still his nemesis, revealed a proud and mocking smile.

"What's wrong?! Voban? Can't you suppress your anger and fighting spirit with just a little provocation from this fool?" Watching streaks of lightning flash across the sky and the ever-increasing power, this martial arts king, who was never afraid of making things worse, finally took a step towards the point where the power was concentrated and disappeared into the Radiant Palace. Clearly, after Voban made his move and caused this scene, the Luo Hao Sect Leader also headed towards the battlefield where Marquis Voban and the Vatican Crusaders were about to clash.

……

"What are those guys doing?!"

On the top floor of a hotel owned by the Kiyoshuin family, in a luxurious suite, the Black Prince Alexander Gascoigne walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, pushed it open, and stepped onto the balcony.

Thanks to his Campione physique, Alexander Gascoigne could sense Voban's power rapidly expanding after enveloping the entire sky. Simultaneously, familiar auras emanated from two distant corners of the city.

The magical power belonging to Salvatore Tony and the cult leader of Luohao had soared into the sky, beginning to clash with Voban's aura. The previously peaceful situation was suddenly shattered, which made Alexander feel extremely frustrated.

To be honest, he came here with the idea that the bigger the event, the more likely Gnyvia would appear. But he didn't expect that before he could find any trace of those cunning god ancestors, and before he even knew whether she had come here to join the fun, the other three 'kin' suddenly started acting crazy.

Unfortunately, unlike the other three who would readily resort to physical attacks when faced with a situation, Alexander Gascoigne disliked direct combat, preferring instead to employ wits and scheming. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been playing games with the Greenwich Sages Council; in a straight-up fight, the Greenwich Sages Council were no match for him.

However, he preferred to outsmart his enemies rather than achieve victory through force.

To be honest, Alexander Gascoigne was fully aware of the reason why Voban activated his powers in such a fit of anger, disrupting the peace, through the Kiyoshuin family's intelligence. Frankly, he also found the Vatican's crusaders' audacious actions unbelievable; in any case, there was no way to resolve this peacefully, especially given Voban's temperament.

However, the Catholic Church, as the world's largest religion, shouldn't be so easily torn apart by Voban. Alexander Gascoigne, who is quite familiar with some confidential information, knows the Vatican's inner workings much better than the other three.

After a brief consideration of the pros and cons, Alexander Gascoigne ultimately decided to go and take a look. Perhaps, while he was there, the god Gnevia, who was hostile to Campione, would be hiding nearby.

The next moment, the Black Prince Alexander Gascoigne transformed into a bolt of lightning and shot straight into the sky.

……

"Oh? Are you all here to laugh at me?!" Marquis Voban, his face beaming with the glee of spotting his prey and continuously expanding his area of ​​influence, sensed the approaching presence of the other Campiones. "However, my joke won't be so amusing..."

With a cold laugh and murderous intent, Voban looked at the group of fully armed and imposing Crusader knights in front of him.

"You are not my prey. Of course, if you want to die, then I don't mind granting your wish, you charlatans!"

533. Chaotic Battle 1

"Marquis Voban!" Among the tense and vigilant Crusaders, a priest in black robes stepped out of the ranks and walked directly to Voban, loudly demanding, "Do you wish to declare war on the Papacy?!"

"Declare war?!" Voban scoffed, a disdainful and sarcastic smile spreading across his face. "...You lot?" His sharp gaze swept over the crusader knights before Voban burst into laughter. "You? Are you kidding me? Do you charlatans even have the right?!"

"You!" The black-robed priest blushed and was about to retaliate, but he stopped, his face filled with fear. The next moment, his entire body was enveloped by countless crystals, then shattered, leaving him in pieces, his body torn to pieces.

With just a glance, a living person was transformed into salt crystals, which then shattered. Voban's ability to face the world's largest religion with disdain was not without reason. His power, named the "Eye of Sodom," could turn any living being within its gaze into salt crystals, with no limit on the number of people it could target and possessing X-ray vision spanning thousands of meters.

Although this power has no effect on god-slayers with extremely high resistance or disobedient gods, it must be said that for mortals, it is an authority of life and death, an unquestionable divine right.

Otherwise, why would that small-time European parliament tolerate these god-killers so much?! All the major magic societies are working themselves to the bone to clean up their messes, providing all the resources and funds for free, they're practically selling their livers and kidneys.

In an instant, Voban pulverized the priest who had come out to spout nonsense into salt crystals with a single glance. He then turned his malevolent gaze toward the young Crusader knight, and under his gaze, a series of disturbances began to break out among these knights from the Vatican.

Fear, terror...

Voban thoroughly enjoyed it all. The dying screams and despair of his prey, for someone who had lived for over two hundred years, allowed him to rediscover the humanity he had lost—even if it was the aspect called evil…

Campiones are beings who gain the right to rule over humanity by killing the gods of heaven. In a sense, Campiones enjoy immortality just like the gods... However, it is a pity that every Campion dies in battle, either in a fight against a disobedient god, at the hands of their own kind, or by being defeated by the Last King.

Having lived for over two hundred years, as the longest-living Campione in existence, Voban has enjoyed everything he could: fine wine, beautiful women, delicious food, and even the power of life and death. He has tasted it all, and then eventually grew tired of it.

Tired of these things woven by mortals...

Then, Voban finally understood what he wanted: to hunt. The targets of his hunt were the disobedient gods and his own kind. Only when they were both prey and hunter could he truly feel that he was alive.

Of course, in Xia Er's view, this jumbled sensory experience was nothing more than Voban's long struggle to separate himself from humanity. As Voban's nemesis, the Cult Leader Luo Hao was much better in mindset, having completely shifted to the template of a cultivator, spending his days at home.

For Voban, the fears of others were a drama with a unique significance, and the same was true for the crusader knights here. The crusader knights exposed to his sight were restless and hesitant, their courage constantly being devoured by an inner fear.

But soon, a brilliant holy light flashed among the knights, dispelling the fear brought by Voban. The holy light flickered, and from the depths of the air, a resounding hymn was chanted, the sound of "Hallelujah" echoing in the rain. Influenced, the Crusader knights raised their shields and gripped their swords, regrouping and forming ranks to face Voban.

This angered Voban; he desired the fear of these ants in his eyes, not the courage to fight to the death against the Demon King. So, losing patience, Voban activated the power of his Demon Eye, intending to quickly eliminate all the knights.

However, at this moment, a beam of holy light erupted from within the Crusader Knights' ranks, and the phantom of an angel clad in white robes with a pair of pure white wings appeared in the air. Amidst the dazzling holy light, the power of Voban's [Eye of Sodom] was blocked by another force.

Two different levels of ability at the rule level collide and then cancel each other out.

This made Voban frown, but this scene greatly boosted the morale of the previously uneasy Crusader knights. These earthly demon kings who had killed false gods, seized their power, and were called heretics such as Godslayers were nothing special.

"Hehehehehehe!" Seeing these knights who had gone from fear to utter defiance, Voban burst into laughter. Having lived for over two hundred years, how could he not see through their thoughts? And it was precisely because of this that Campione found it amusing and ironic. Could these Crusader knights from the Vatican have simply borne the title of Campione's demon king?! "Interesting...utterly interesting!" Voban revealed a wild expression. "Truly worthy of being the world's largest religion, the Roman Catholic Church, which once placed divine authority above imperial authority..."

"But do you really think that with this kind of skill, you can bargain with me?!"

"Whether we can negotiate with you or not, Voban, you know best!" Faced with Voban's undisguised threat, a middle-aged man in a red robe stepped forward from among the Vatican's men. This was an archbishop. Holding a gilded-edged Bible, the archbishop walked resolutely to the front of the knightly formation, meeting Voban's gaze. "If you intend to threaten me, then, in the name of God, we, the shepherds who serve God, will not be afraid!"

"Ha, ha ha ha ha ha ha..." Voban laughed loudly, "A cardinal, is that it? What makes you and these knights behind you dare to face me? When I was ravaging Europe, the Vatican didn't utter a sound!?"

"Hmph! Enough talk, what exactly do you want, Voban?!"

"Your people have made me lose face! Do you know that?!" Voban sneered. "Either hand over the people, or you all die!"

"You, Voban, don't push your luck!"

"Who's really pushing their luck?! You laughable trash, take a good look at yourselves. I've already shown you a tremendous favor by allowing you to speak with me..." Voban glared arrogantly at the Vatican archbishop before him. "Do you really think you're anything special?!"

“Voban…” the archbishop said angrily, “You are waging war against billions of believers worldwide! Do you know what you are doing?!”

"What are you doing?!" Voban raised his right hand, then swung it down. "...Naturally, it's a gift for ants like you—despair!"

In an instant, more than a dozen bright and blazing bolts of lightning struck down from the sky.

I know a lot of people will say I'm starting to pad the plot... but I need to explain everything! Okay! I know you want to see monkeys, but let me finish the main story first, there's not much left.

534. Chaotic Battle 2

Thunder, in every mythology, is hailed as the wrath of the gods. When streaks of lightning, carrying extreme heat and flashes of light, strike down from the clouds, the blinding flashes and deafening thunder shake the entire sky and earth.