You are very strong, but my painting style is better than yours!

“That’s… indeed.”

Azriel suddenly realized, and then admired the God of War's judgment.

The God of War smiled, a rare occurrence for him: "However, you may have misjudged one thing, Azriel."

"Ok?"

"The individual who defeated you, since he claims to be human, must be right—he is human."

"Ugh?!"

"This is impossible!"

Azriel's relaxed expression instantly changed.

She couldn't believe, and didn't want to believe, that she had actually lost to a human... Good heavens, that thing wasn't even a "lower race".

If this world is a battle royale game, then humans aren't even participants; they're just small animals accidentally killed in the background!

How could this creature possibly... press her head to the ground and beat her?!

"Humans probably don't even have the ability to use elves."

"There is no doubt that the strong have no need to deliberately deceive the weak."

Altshue narrowed his eyes.

His joy was practically overflowing, and even Azriel and Azriel could clearly see it.

"Other universes? It's actually possible... Are humans from other universes that powerful?"

Chapter 538 Even in death, it was worth the price of admission.

"Found it! Lord Aizen, look, this is it!"

Is this the strait?

Iori was accompanied by a voluptuous girl with long ears and revealing clothing.

She was an important figure among the forest elves. She escaped from an attack by the orc elites and accidentally fell into the lair of the demon race. Just as she was desperately waiting for the tentacles to tear her apart, her luck finally turned around. She encountered Iori who was passing by and was rescued.

Iori hadn't originally planned to bring her along. Although she was quite attractive, Iori wasn't lacking in women. However, considering that the Forest Spirits were the local strongmen, Iori asked them about places like the lair of the Dragon Spirits, and the stronger the Dragon Spirit, the better.

She didn't know what Iori was planning, but honestly replied that if it was just about dragon spirits, then she did know of one, and the strongest one at that—

Then, the forest elf noblewoman Kinnageri led Iori to the ruins of a certain great battle.

Although it is called a strait, it actually looks like a vast sea. You have to look down from a very high place to see its outline—as if the earth's crust had been completely cleaved open by a sharp sword.

Perhaps because it is too dark, this ocean has nothing to do with beauty, and there is little sign of life in it. It is a "dead sea" with no hope.

"It is said that this place was originally a towering mountain peak. The God of War and the Dragon King agreed to fight here. Not only did they completely destroy the continuous mountain range, but they also opened up the sea thousands of miles away, causing the seawater to flow into the cracks in the earth and forming the strait we see today."

Looking at the ocean, Jinnajieli had a touch of emotion in her eyes: "It is said that a certain city of the sea-dwelling species was caught up in it, and all of them died and turned into water spirits, returning to the Elf Corridor... They probably never imagined that they would be affected by the conflicts on land."

Iori glanced at her: "The so-called 'invincible' Zhonglong died here?"

"Yes, after that great battle, the fall of the Dragon King caused the entire continent's geography to change, which was the most significant event in ten thousand years."

"A single act of indulgence by a powerful figure could have a huge impact on the world. It seems that the battle between the Dragon King and Altshu has touched the core of the planet."

"what?"

Jin Najieli was taken aback.

"You wouldn't be able to tell; I guess only fantasy species and divine species could detect it."

Iori landed on the coastline, her senses extending infinitely into the depths of the earth, and shook her head with a serious expression.

"...The planet's own elven corridor?"

Jinnajieli hadn't expected to get to such a huge topic. "But the magic we use hasn't been affected, has it?"

"Because individuals like you are far too insignificant compared to a planet."

"is that so?"

"Well, if they're powerful enough to be gods, they don't need to care about the Elf Corridor, but giants and the like will still be affected... But even so, they're still stronger than you."

"Uh...that's true."

Jinna was speechless.

Forest elves possess the most sophisticated magic of all races, but in terms of sheer scale, they can't even come close to the higher races!

"Huh? Lord Aizen, what are you doing?"

Jinnajieli looked at Yizhi in confusion, only to see him spread his five fingers towards the sea, with a faint golden light flashing in his eyes.

"I originally wanted to find a living dragon spirit, but even though it's dead... it was still the strongest dragon king."

Let me press "replay" to see what really happened back then.

The distant ocean was turbulent, as if stirred by an invisible hand, with undulating wave crests visible even at the horizon thousands of meters away.

In this turbulent ocean current, billions of tons of seawater, and countless spirits beyond calculation by any standard, converge at this moment!

"This, this is!"

The forest elf noble was utterly shocked; no words could describe the scene before her. She instinctively felt that every drop of seawater there was denser than all the elves within her body!

"What are you doing?"

"I just want to go back in time and see if I can witness that battle."

Iori smiled slightly, "It's just a bit too noisy—jump, Elmandes!"

"Something that exists?"

Jinnajieli's face was filled with terror. "Could it be—"

"If you're curious, come with me!"

Everything is changing.

Jinna didn't know what time reversal looked like; she only knew that everything around her seemed to have turned into pure elven matter, constantly changing shape like a fluid.

Before her eyes, scenes of the world changing rapidly flashed by, and Iori's expression grew increasingly serious—it seemed this was not an easy task for him either.

"Does simply recreating the footage from that time require such terrifying energy?"

Iori felt a chill run down his spine. He knew he wasn't really going to travel through time; he was just intercepting a projection of the timeline... It seemed that both sides in that battle had raised their power to a level where they could contend with the timeline, which was why it was so difficult!

"But...it can work!"

hum~

A crack several kilometers long slowly parted the sea surface, and a translucent phantom rose from it. At first, it was just a rough skeleton, but as a large number of golden-red elves surged up, they quickly filled in the organs, blood vessels and scales.

Although not a real flesh and blood body, it looked no different from a real one, and its unparalleled sense of power made the forest elf nobles freeze on the spot like stone statues.

The moment the behemoth opened its eyes, the atmosphere between heaven and earth froze completely!

Ultimate Dragon Hatirem!

Meanwhile, on the other side, a giant draped in a cloak stood atop a mountain, holding a platinum spear and gazing at the dragon—

God of War Artesius!

"Ugh!"

Jinna immediately knelt down, clinging to Iori's thigh and refusing to let go: "It's the God of War! Ugh... those headhunter gods! They're doomed!"

"It's just a reflection."

Iori was helpless.

"You're lying... Waaah..."

"Shall I see you out?"

Iori frowned.

He has now created a closed space within the timeline specifically for projecting into the past. If Jinna is moved out, she will naturally not be affected.

"I...I can't...I can't let go! You have to protect me, Lord Aizen!"

"But aren't you scared?"

Wow! I'm not afraid!

Jinna trembled, almost losing control of her bladder, but still managed to say, "To see such a battle of the strong... even dying would be worth it..."

Iori: "..."

He ignored the cowardly forest spirit and instead focused intently on watching the battle between the two powerful figures.

What exactly is going on with the dimensional overlap of the Dragon Spirit species and the concept of the God of War being the "strongest"?

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"Ok?"

In the magnificent hall, the God of War, Artesius, suddenly paused, sensing something was happening, and revealed an expression that was both puzzled and strange.

"What's wrong, my lord?"

"fine."

Artes waved his hand, signaling Azriel to step back, then pondered for a moment before a playful smile appeared on his lips.

He closed his eyes and slowly drifted into a deep sleep.

……

Mountains and rivers flowed backward, the heavens and earth were overturned, and the stars dimmed... It seemed that no language could describe the horror of the great battle between the Dragon King and the God of War.

The so-called turning mountains into seas is just the simplest example. The battle between those two has clearly transcended the current space-time and is taking place in a deeper dimension. The world-destroying phenomenon outside is just the aftershock of what happened.

This also makes it very difficult for Iori to observe, since he has only recently acquired this ability and is not very proficient at it. It would be quite challenging for him to immediately analyze the nesting of deep spacetime.

Fortunately, he had both time and energy, and his magic was inexhaustible, so he watched it again and again—but it was the forest spirit Jinna who suffered.

"I see... So if I use [Existence] to maintain the stability of the container, use [Time] to overlap multiple dimensions, and then let [Fluctuation] resonate continuously within the body... theoretically, I can achieve the same effect, or even be stronger."

Because its existence is even more stable than the scales of the Dragon Essence, it will not die instantly even if its defenses are broken—Dragon Essence will die if it is injured, because countless versions of itself from different timelines are superimposed on its body. As its power expands infinitely, the pressure also becomes unprecedentedly strong.

"And how many times can I overlap it, and to what extent can I increase the value... Hmm... Should I go back and try it?"

Just as Iori was about to finish watching and go back to digest what she had learned, an unexpected situation suddenly occurred—

The God of War, who was fighting Zhonglong in the "image", suddenly had a flash in his eyes, completely ignored Zhonglong, and made a move that had not been made in several reincarnations.

Sensing a deadly threat, Iori vanished instantly, followed by a spear piercing through space, flying tens of thousands of meters within this time capsule, carving a deep rift in the surging ocean.

"Varied!"

Iori was unusually stunned; he never expected that a virtual character would attack him—although theoretically it was indeed composed of a large number of spirits and possessed combat power.

"My name is Artesius."

The deity surrounded by twelve wings pointed his spear at Iori: "Are you the Dragon King?"

"..."

Iori blinked, then suddenly realized something, a flash of understanding crossing her eyes.

Could it be that……

"Artes?"

"It's me."

"Is this a projection of your consciousness?"

"I don't understand what you're talking about."

The giant god was eager to try, "but I am looking forward to the battle with the final dragon."

"..."

Iori understood now.

"You seem to be having a lot of fun, but I'm not Zhong Long, and I won't be anyone's replacement."