Those time travelers that year

It seemed that in their eyes, Voban should be a powerful necromancer. Without those legendary-level undead, there was nothing to fear; these were the incarnations of two gods, how could they possibly lose? Besides, there were several orc legendaries present, so the orcs felt they had a significant advantage and charged in.

"Heh..." Voban sneered as he watched the two avatars of gods rush towards him, then said, "Get lost!!"

Boom!!!

A deafening clap of thunder echoed through the sky, instantly darkening the entire battlefield. A torrential downpour began, and two thick bolts of lightning struck, hitting Bagchu and Rusek without anyone's warning.

Two screams rang out as the two orc gods, caught completely off guard by the sudden and terrifying lightning, were blasted to the ground. The lightning also struck other unfortunate individuals nearby, turning one legendary-level orc warrior into a charred corpse.

The sky seemed to be covered by endless dark clouds, the wind howled, the rain poured down, and streaks of lightning flashed across the sky. In everyone's eyes, this scene seemed to be the work of the storm.

Could it be that the raging gods are about to clash with the orc gods?!

This was the first reaction of everyone unaware of the situation, but this subconscious assumption was quickly overturned. Because an angry will descended, carrying with it rage.

'You despicable thief, how dare you steal my rule!'

An angry roar echoed through the sky, and continuous bolts of lightning flashed and exploded in the clouds. Everyone knew at that moment that it was the will of the Lord of Storms descending.

"Shut up! Get out of my way!" However, Voban was completely unconcerned about the wrath of a powerful god. The other party was unable to descend into this world, so what did it matter how angry he was?

Unfazed, Voban unleashed the power of [Gale and Fury], and amidst the astonished gazes of onlookers, began a fierce struggle with the Lord of Storms for control of the storm.

Talos's roar echoed through the air, but unfortunately, unable to descend into the Prime Material World, merely transferring divine power across planes was no match for Voban's advantage. No matter how much he roared and how furious he was, Voban completely ignored him.

If Talos were to go mad and fight Voban to the bitter end at all costs, he would undoubtedly suffer a severe loss of divine power. But since his will has already been unleashed, retreating now would be a colossal humiliation.

Talos was suddenly caught in a dilemma.

However, at this moment, seemingly receiving a command from the main god, the two orc gods who had been knocked down by the two bolts of lightning quickly regrouped and launched another attack on Voban.

"Hahahaha, I almost forgot about you two 'prey'!" Facing the renewed attack from Bagchu and Rusek, enjoying the pleasure of regaining all his strength, Voban laughed wildly, leaped into the air, and transformed into a gigantic werewolf with silver-white fur, thirty meters long.

"Preys, the wolf is coming!"

With a howl, dozens or even hundreds of wolves, each the size of a horse, emerged from the void and charged forward alongside Voban, who had transformed into a werewolf.

604. The Beast of Black Blood

In this world, the gods are powerful. So even though the so-called "Catastrophe" once occurred, completely disgracing the gods, they still remain supreme. Even if the Catastrophe became widely known, apart from a very few legendary mages, no one dares to question the gods' power.

But this day was an absolute mental breakdown for these orcs. What did they witness? The incarnations of the orc goddess of life and the orc god of strength were instantly blasted away.

Yes, that's right. The two orc gods who descended in avatars were sent flying by a single claw from Voban the moment they made contact with him.

Rusek's curse spells had no effect on Voban. Although the orc goddess of life was also skilled in close combat, with sharp claws attached to her wrist guards, Voban's werewolf claws were clearly more powerful. With a single swipe, Voban tore Rusek's arm off and sent her flying with a slap.

At this moment, Bagchu roared, his fist, clad in a spiked iron gauntlet, slamming towards Voban. This punch was the same one that had blasted a corpse dragon down from the sky with a single blow, and shattered the legendary-level corpse dragon's iron fist with the second. Even if it was a watered-down legendary, it wasn't truly legendary; the fact that it could instantly kill a legendary undead with two punches proved that Bagchu's avatar was not weak.

Unfortunately, it still didn't work.

Voban may not have lived as long as Bagchu, but it's clear that he spent over two hundred years fighting against his 'kin' or disobedient gods. He didn't possess Tony's exceptional swordsmanship talent, nor did he have Luo Hao's mastery of all martial arts, reaching a transcendent level.

However, in terms of combat experience and tactics, Voban far surpasses Bagchu.

This is not surprising; the longer a god lives, the longer the intervals between battles. For gods, hundreds of years are but a fleeting moment, and it's impossible to maintain their fighting spirit without weakening at all times. Moreover, in terms of the overall situation, these gods are already accustomed to using 'proxy agents' to fight, and they won't easily break off relations.

It is rare to see gods fight each other without regard for appearances, so even now, despite knowing that Voban is strange, the two orc gods still haven't been able to clearly change their minds and still define Voban as a 'mortal'.

Indeed, Voban didn't achieve godhood, seemingly due to a problem with the world itself. Charles originally thought these Campiones possessed the ability to become gods after arriving in this world. Unfortunately, they didn't reach godhood; instead, they became overpowered. However, it's not all bad, is it? Some overpowered individuals can even easily defeat gods.

Campione is the blasphemer who killed the disobedient god and usurped divine power. In this world, he can be considered the ultimate enhanced version of the blasphemous priest. According to the world's own judgment, Campione's attacks will have a bonus as long as the opponent possesses divine power.

Consider those ancient monsters that can devour divine power. These four Campiones that Ciel threw into this world are, in the world's own judgment, equivalent to those monsters that devour divine power.

Then, the two orc gods met their unfortunate end.

The iron fist that Bagchu brought down was probably ineffective even against the God of Gamblers, who was known for his heavy beatings. Divine attacks often carry a forced judgment when facing mortals, but this particular move had no effect on Voban.

Conversely, when it comes to close combat, Woban, who had witnessed Luo Hao's Flying Phoenix Twelve Palms and had been beaten himself, easily judged the trajectory of Bagchu's attack.

Then, Voban, transformed into a werewolf, dodged Bagchu's iron fist with incredible agility and swung his claw back, sending Bagchu flying like a giant axe.

In the blink of an eye, both orc gods perished: one lost an arm, the other was disemboweled. This scene was incredibly impactful for the orcs. Their previously raised morale collapsed instantly, and they crumbled completely when faced with the wolf pack summoned by Voban.

A severed arm and a disembowelment would be serious injuries or near death for most people, but not for the two incarnations of the orc gods. Under the influence of divine power, the wounds were quickly healed, and even the severed arms grew back very quickly.

However, the two looked very unwell. When they were hit by Voban's attack, Rusek and Bagchu naturally felt Voban's ability to devour divine power, which rendered these two weak gods muggles.

A monster capable of devouring divine power is something that even powerful gods would find terrifying. Two weak gods, and not even the strongest ones, are like throwing good money after bad.

However, the furious roar of the orcish chief god kept urging them to reveal their true forms in the divine realm. At this time, perhaps even the orcish gods didn't know that Gruush and Talos were the same person, so they didn't understand Gruush's urging—shouldn't they usually avoid monsters that could devour divine power?

After weighing the options—either losing the avatar or having their true form killed by Gewush—Rusek and Bagchu decisively chose the former. Losing the avatar would only mean losing a portion of their divine power, but if their true form were destroyed, they would be truly doomed.

Unfortunately, this time, only the two orc gods were prepared to descend. Otherwise, if they had brought Shagos or Idras along, and had three or four lesser divine avatars attack together, there might have been some chance of turning the tide.

But distant water cannot quench immediate thirst, so Rusek and Bagchu had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it.

Seemingly knowing that the two weaklings were no match for Voban, and that going up would only result in them being cannon fodder, another roar rang out. A gigantic monster suddenly appeared at the edge of the battlefield, roaring as it crushed and trampled the unfortunate orcs before charging towards Voban.

This is Mara, the god of the hunt—the beast of black blood.

This was a monster not much smaller than the werewolf-like Voban, a hybrid of ape and human. Its body was covered in large scales and fur, and its hands held ferocious and terrifying claws.

This was forced upon them by Talos.

Ultimately, all of this stemmed from the brainless idiots under Mara's command, so he naturally had to bear some responsibility for what happened. If Voban hadn't demonstrated that power to control the celestial phenomena, Talos wouldn't have had an excuse, but now that he did, he could force Mara to descend in his avatar and participate in the battle.

Even if the Blackblood Beast was unwilling, it was useless. For this reason, Mara had to sacrifice a legendary-level priest as a sacrifice, forcibly sending down an avatar. In any case, regardless of the outcome of the battle, he would definitely suffer heavy losses.

605. Let the flames devour everything.

Seeing another ally, and a Blackblood Beast among the weaker gods, Rusek and Bagchu exchanged glances and, steeling themselves, joined Mara in attacking Voban.

It's a three-on-one fight, after all. If they lose, not only will they lose face, but they'll probably get a beating from their own god. Three against one and still getting killed? Do they even know how to play?!

Despite this situation, Voban remained incredibly confident. Three against one, of course he had to show off his skills, right? If it weren't for Talos suppressing Voban's [Raging Storm], he would have already summoned lightning to splatter these divine avatars with lightning, just like at the beginning.

But when it comes to close combat, who's afraid of whom?

Facing the three divine avatars charging at him, the werewolf-transformed Voban roared and launched a counter-charge without hesitation. Instead of fleeing or retreating, Voban chose the most masculine approach: a fight to the death.

Seeing Voban charging wildly towards them, Rusek and Bagchu hesitated for a moment. If they could, they naturally wouldn't want to lose this avatar, but this hesitation caused them to fall slightly behind. At this moment, Mara charged straight forward.

Since I've already descended and transformed myself, and I've already suffered enough to vomit blood, I might as well settle all my old and new grudges together.

With this in mind, Mara decided to go all in.

“Death, blasphemer!” Mara roared, his sharp claws lashing out at Voban. “I will snap your head off and take it back to God’s kingdom as a collectible.”

"Try it if you dare!" Voban was quite annoyed with this God of Hunting. He'd been harassed by the man's henchmen as soon as he arrived, forced to run around before he could recover his strength. An opponent of equal strength wouldn't have been so bad, but this was a follower of a god, which fueled Voban's anger. "God of Hunting, you're just prey too!" Voban roared in response, raising his wolf claws and striking at Mara.

The two colossal beasts clashed, their teeth and claws snapping as they tore and ripped flesh apart. Upon seeing blood, both turned bloodthirsty, their ferocity amplified by the stench.

At this moment, the two orc gods, who had used magic to enlarge their bodies, also rushed forward and joined the battle. The four behemoths fought fiercely, occasionally affecting the unfortunate orcs and leaving bloody trails in their wake.

In this situation, spells or area-of-effect attacks would only result in friendly fire, and close-quarters combat is the best way to defeat the opponent. However, it seems that even close-quarters combat, or a three-on-one fight, is no match for Voban.

Aside from Mara, who could fight Voban to a standstill, Rusek and Bagchu were somewhat outmatched. Before long, both orc gods had numerous wounds on their bodies. Voban, on the other hand, relied on his incredibly fast healing ability and the power to absorb divine power, growing stronger with each battle. In the material world, the ability to absorb divine power was simply too overpowered for gods.

The longer the delay, the more disadvantageous it will be for the three weak gods.

However, apart from Russa, neither Bagchu nor Mara are skilled in magical attacks. And magical attacks that cannot directly affect the gods are immune to Voban. There are spells that can target gods, but those require time to prepare; even for gods, such spells cannot be cast instantly.

Therefore, the three weaker gods could only fight more and more miserably.

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Close combat is generally not an option for mages, especially for the two chief red-robed figures. In fact, even the 'big shots' of the material world wouldn't dare to easily interfere in the battle of the gods, even if those gods were fighting in a way they both despised.

“It’s time to go!” Sazastan said. “This ‘collaborator’ is more than qualified to cooperate with us…”

“Shouldn’t we stay and see if we can get our hands on some divinity?” Dusukslem said. “To be honest, this is a pretty good opportunity. You can’t get this kind of divine blood that’s been spilled all over the ground under normal circumstances.”

“There’s no need!” Shaking his head, the cautious lich Sazarstan rejected the idea. “...It’s getting more and more dangerous here. Other orc gods or raging gods might descend as well—not to mention, those troublesome ‘benevolent gods’ have probably set their sights on this place as well.”

"It's true!"

"Moreover, that Campione probably has a trump card up his sleeve. Although I don't know what it is, reason tells me to get out of here as soon as possible."

Nodding, Dusuxlem largely agreed with Sazarstan's speculation. Frankly, with more and more gods turning their attention to this place, it was indeed dangerous for the two of them, already on these gods' blacklists, to remain here.

The two cunning chiefs in red robes decisively opened the portal, turned around, and left without looking back.

But they weren't the only onlookers; there were others. These other onlookers, clearly less cautious than the two red-robed chiefs, continued to observe the outcome of the battle, unaware of the impending catastrophe.

……

After a long and drawn-out battle, unable to defeat their opponent, not only were the three lesser deities growing impatient, but Voban was as well. Frankly, compared to the three lesser deities' avatars, he was under far greater pressure.

The hostility between the two powerful deities (actually the same one) made Voban unwilling to waste any time lingering here. His target from the beginning was the incarnation of the gods. What he wanted to do was devour the divine power of these gods to make himself even stronger.

So after fighting this far, Voban has flipped the table and unleashed one of his trump cards.

With a roar, Voban instantly withstood the attacks of three weak gods, forcefully breaking through their encirclement. Then, a maniacal laugh appeared on the werewolf's face.

Let the flames devour everything!

With Voban's shout, one of his trump cards was revealed.

【Red Punishment】

Voban's ultimate trump card, once activated, summons flames powerful enough to incinerate even gods. This is an area-of-effect attack capable of engulfing at least a city, and the flames, if uninterrupted, will burn for at least seven days and seven nights.

In an instant, the sky split open. No matter how angry and howling the Lord of Storms was, he was powerless. At this moment, the entire sky was dyed the color of crimson lotus. An unprecedented rain of fire fell from the sky, and the falling flames mercilessly devoured everything. The mortal orc army was plunged into apocalypse in an instant.

Legendary warriors, orc priests, shamans... no matter how hard they struggled, it was all in vain. The sea of ​​fire devoured everything in its path, burning everything that could burn.

The entire earth turned into a sea of ​​lava, and within a radius of hundreds of miles, everything was engulfed in the burning flames. Amidst this chaos, the three avatars of weaker deities wailed in agony, for even they were being consumed by the flames bit by bit.

606. The world is finally right.

The karmic fire of the Crimson Lotus engulfed tens of thousands of orc soldiers, as well as two orc gods and the avatar of Mara, the god of the hunt. Within a radius of hundreds of miles, it raged, burning everything flammable, destroying forests, and melting rocks, as if the elemental plane of fire had overlapped with the material world at that moment.

Indeed, that's pretty much it. The flames here burned for seven days and seven nights. Although the extreme heat was firmly contained within this area by the [Red Punishment] and didn't affect the entire material world, the ultra-high temperature here was so high that even the Balrog couldn't withstand it. Even in the deepest part of the fire elemental plane, it's difficult to find a temperature at this 'conceptual' level that would burn even gods to ashes.

As we all know, the material world has a very interesting setting. For example, volcanoes almost always lead to the fire elemental plane; the depths of the ocean almost always contain passages to the water elemental plane; and in the clouds or storms in the sky, there may be paths to the wind elemental plane; underground, you can go to the underworld, and of course, a whole bunch of earth elemental creatures may also pop out.

This is why there are so few material worlds and sieves.

A whole bunch of people who don't want to enter the country through official channels always prefer to smuggle themselves in, just like this time. The sea of ​​fire summoned by Voban burned a large area, creating vast lava fields, and the high temperature and flames unsurprisingly caused a part of the Fire Elemental Plane to border this area. Then, large numbers of fire elementals of all sizes, fire elemental elders, fire lizards, and even fire giants took this opportunity to smuggle themselves across from the Fire Elemental Plane.