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Chapter 2: Official War God

But then, amidst the growing dread, a calm presence seemed to envelop the room. She spun around, heart racing, only to find herself face-to-face with a middle-aged man standing casually on the bridge.

His attire—a simple, everyday outfit—was completely out of place in the midst of a high-stakes battle.

Yet his demeanor exuded an air of absolute calm as if the chaos around him didn't matter in the slightest.

"Who the hell…?" Rhea's voice faltered, but before she could finish, the man smiled at her—a warm, reassuring smile that carried with it an undeniable sense of control.

"Captain Rhea," he said, his voice smooth and commanding despite the chaos, "start the warp drive immediately."

Rhea blinked, momentarily frozen. Who was this man? How did he even get onto the bridge? But there was no time for questions. The authority in his voice left no room for doubt.

"I'll hold the Nightmare God back," he continued, his eyes flicking briefly toward the monstrous figure still looming outside, "while you initiate the space jump."

Rhea hesitated for only a split second before nodding, snapping back into action. "Engage the warp drive!" she ordered her crew, voice steely once again.

The bridge buzzed with activity as the crew scrambled to obey, setting the coordinates and charging the ship's warp systems.

As the engines began to hum with the rising power of the warp drive, Rhea's eyes flicked back to the middle-aged man.

Captain Rhea watched in awe as the mysterious man stepped forward. With each stride, the space around him distorted and disintegrated, collapsing into nothingness before reforming in front of the Nightmare God.

Captain Rhea, standing on the Redeemer's bridge, could only watch in stunned silence, her heart pounding in her chest. Her crew, too, were frozen, their attention locked on the holographic display, showing the escalating confrontation.

As he neared the Nightmare God, a sense of anticipation filled the air, the tension palpable even amidst the chaos of the warp drive's activation.

Captain Rhea held her breath, her eyes fixed on the spot where the middle-aged man had disappeared into the void. In a hushed tone, she uttered a single word, heavy with reverence and awe, "Official War Gods!"

Despite her own strength as a Hero Profession, the title of War God was something entirely beyond her reach.

It represented the highest echelon of power within the Super God Civilization—'Official War God' is the title given to individuals who have ascended to rule from thrones perched atop the Eternal Tree's Divine Leaves.

Both she and the man hailed from the same origin, a Super God Civilization born from the Eternal God Tree, a civilization that had reached the apex of super strength, super technology, and divine power. 

Their people were unique—a Destiny race, evolved from humans, blessed with the potential to ascend to godhood through the Eternal Divine Tree's influence.

Millions of War Gods roamed the stars, each comparable to True Gods, and though only a fraction could claim the title of Great War God comparable to powerful Great Gods of God Level 20. 

Every Official War God, like the middle-aged man, was a force to be reckoned with. Captain Rhea, despite her own demigod status, had fallen short of becoming one of them.

They descended into the infinite planes and various habitable and deserted planets in the Void Sea of Chaos, opened up territories, cultivated dependents, formed armies, and plundered resources and ancient relics from the Monster Gods, Nightmare Gods, Alien Gods, and Zerg worlds that ruled the chaotic expanse.

Through their own efforts, they gradually expanded their divine domain, laying the groundwork to condense the War God Throne and ascend to the status of True Gods.

However, their path to divinity differed significantly from that of traditional gods. While traditional gods relied on the power of faith generated by their believers to condense their Godhead, the War Lords followed a different path.

They drew their strength from understanding the rules and with the power of the Eternal God Tree, to condense the Godhead much like the ancient gods of legend, well they also collect the power of faith to increase their divine power, but mostly relied on God Tree to become War Gods.

The middle-aged man who appeared before was a War God who had successfully opened his Divine Domain, condensed his Throne, and achieved the status of an Official War God.

As for Captain Rhea, she failed to awaken her Divine Domain and became a Hero. While she possessed the power of a high-level demigod, her status paled in comparison to that of the Official War God.

As the middle-aged man stood steadfast on the deck of the battleship, his eyes locked onto the figure of the Nightmare God.

Despite the vastness of space surrounding them, neither he nor the Nightmare God seemed affected by its vacuum.

The Nightmare God, on the other hand, exuded an air of menace and power.

His body was completely made of distorted darkness, shifting and twisting like smoke, yet his eyes burned with an eerie intensity, sending shivers down the spines of those who dared to stand against him. 

The Nightmare Civilization, an ancient Super God Level Civilization, was born from the depths of darkness.

Masters of nightmare technology, wielded their power with ruthless efficiency, spreading their influence across the stars by ensnaring entire civilizations in nightmares.

Countless civilizations fell beneath their oppressive rule, their populations enslaved, and their worlds transformed into nightmarish realms where terror reigned supreme.

The Nightmare Civilization showed no mercy to those who dared oppose them, crushing all resistance with merciless brutality. 

As Rhea's mind raced, the warp drive thrummed louder, nearing the critical point of activation. Fifteen seconds. Just fifteen more seconds until they could escape this nightmare.

But those seconds felt like an eternity with the Nightmare God looming just beyond their reach.

The Nightmare God laughed, a deep, sinister sound that reverberated through the vacuum of space, reaching even the crew within the ship. His eyes, glowing with malice, fixed on the War God standing before him.

"Ah... a Potress Warlord. It has been thousands of years since I last tasted one of your kind." His voice was a twisted mockery, dripping with hunger and malevolence.

For a moment, the Nightmare God's gaze flicked to the Redeemer, its warp drive building power. Yet, he made no move to stop it.

There was no need for haste. Fifteen seconds was more than enough time to deal with this Human God and then crush the ship.

His confidence radiated from him in waves, as though this entire confrontation were nothing more than a game to him.

But the middle-aged man only grinned, his eyes sharp and focused. "Hahaha... nice try, buddy. You're not the first Nightmare God to spout those same words," he retorted, his voice carrying across the void with a mix of amusement and disdain.

"And the last one who said it? Let's just say he didn't live long enough to regret it." His tone was casual, but there was an undercurrent of calculation in his words. 

Despite his confidence, he knew the truth. This was not his true body, merely an incarnation, a Clone.

Facing a full-fledged Nightmare God with just an incarnation would be reckless in any other circumstance, but here, he didn't need to win. He only needed to buy time.


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Chapter 3: Clone Body, Weak Divine Power

Not giving the Nightmare God a chance to recover, the middle-aged man moved swiftly, his hand carving through the air in a sharp gesture.

Instantly, chains made up of white flames materialized from the divine power, and ensnared the massive void creature's body. 

The creature thrashed violently, its tentacles writhing in panic as the flames licked at its flesh, burning with a searing intensity.

Though the Void beast had nearly reached the threshold of a True God, it was no match for the might of a Mid-Level God, even if the middle-aged man was just a fraction of his full strength.

Although this incarnation was but a fraction of his true might, even as a clone, he a clone of Mid-Level God, has the ability to contend with weaker deities, like the Nightmare God in front of him who seemed to have reached True God Level recently can be considered as weak god. 

Above the weak god is the low-level god and above is mid-level, the onslaught of flames and chains proved overwhelming for the Void creature.

The Nightmare God remained indifferent to the fate of the void creature and swiftly retaliated against the middle-aged man's assault.

With a sudden swiftness, his form blurred as he surged forward, his body changed from swirling smoke into a real entity with strong muscles and a powerful physical body with a height of more than 3 meters tall, a humanoid monster. 

Without warning, he surged forward, crossing the distance between himself and the middle-aged man in an instant.

His fist, propelled by the force of his strong body, shot through the void, aimed directly at the War God's chest.

Time seemed to slow, the Nightmare God's punch crackling with destructive energy, capable of shattering anything in its path.

Among the talents inherent to Nightmares is the ability to transition seamlessly between states of illusion and reality.

This unique trait allows them to shift their bodies from a tangible, corporeal form to an ethereal, illusionary state, and vice versa, at will. 

In their illusionary form, they possess a remarkable resilience against physical attacks, able to offset even the most powerful blows with ease.

Yet, in the face of this onslaught, the middle-aged man remained resolute. Reacting swiftly, the middle-aged man evaded the attack with a deft maneuver, narrowly dodging the oncoming strike.

With a fluid motion, he countered, unleashing a barrage of Fire energy blasts made up of white flames aimed at the Nightmare God.

The blasts streaked through the vacuum of space, illuminating the darkness with their fierce glow as they homed in on their target.

The Nightmare God, undeterred, summoned a shield of swirling nightmare energy to deflect the incoming onslaught.

The energy blasts collided with the shield, causing it to ripple and warp under the pressure but holding firm against the assault.

Sensing an opportunity, the middle-aged man pressed his advantage, launching into a rapid series of maneuvers.

He closed the distance between himself and the Nightmare God, delivering a flurry of strikes with precision and speed.

Even though he was very good at using Fire, as the body of a Mid-level god, even if it is a clone, the physical body condensed by the divine power of a mid-level god is stronger than general weak gods. 

Their battle raged on, each exchange of fists and energy causing shockwaves that rippled through the void.

Though the War God's clone held his own, the Nightmare God's relentless ferocity was undeniable, his movements a blur of motion as he parried each blow with uncanny skill. 

Back on the Redeemer, Captain Rhea's focus was split between monitoring the epic clash outside and dealing with the tide of hundreds of remaining Frigates.

The battleship's energy shield had failed, leaving it vulnerable to each incoming attack.

Explosions rattled the ship as Frigates circled like vultures, their pulse lasers carving deep gouges into the ship's armor.

The hull groaned under the pressure, and with each passing moment, Rhea knew her ship's chances of survival dwindled.

Despite the best efforts of the crew, casualties mounted steadily as they fought back against the relentless assault.

The enemy Frigates, with their remarkable agility and flexibility, proved difficult to counter, inflicting damage with each passing minute. 

The crew—comprised mostly of alchemy-created beings with limited intelligence—fought valiantly, but they were little more than cannon fodder.

Yet, Rhea felt no remorse for their loss, she only cared about saving the crew that are inside the control cabin.

Her true concern lay with the battle unfolding outside, between the Nightmare God and the War God's clone. 

Thousands of blows had been exchanged in mere seconds, and from her perspective, the Nightmare God was gaining the upper hand.

With a heavy heart, Rhea knew that if they couldn't find a way to turn the tide of battle soon, they would be facing certain defeat.

She wracked her brain for any possible strategy that could give them an edge against the formidable foe they faced.

With time running out, Captain Rhea knew that they needed to find a solution—and fast—before it was too late.

It was then she heard a voice directly sounded in her mind. Startled, Captain Rhea's attention snapped to the unexpected intrusion in her mind.

It was a woman's voice, clear and resonant, cutting through the chaos of battle with startling clarity.

"Captain Rhea, I'm the personal guard of Miss Lena" the voice spoke, its tone urgent yet composed, "you must act swiftly if you wish to turn the tide of this battle. I can guide you, but you must trust me."

Intrigued and somewhat relieved by the unexpected assistance, Captain Rhea hesitated for only a moment before steeling herself and acknowledging the mysterious voice's offer.

She knew that in the midst of this desperate struggle, she had little choice but to place her faith in this sudden voice.

"Guide me," she replied, her mental voice projecting a sense of resolve. "We need all the help we can get to overcome the enemy and ensure the safety of our crew."

As Captain Rhea awaited the next communication from the mysterious voice, she remained vigilant, her senses attuned to the unfolding chaos both within and outside the ship.

With each passing moment, the urgency of the situation weighed heavily upon her shoulders, driving her to seek any advantage that could turn the tide of battle in their favor.

Suddenly, the voice returned, with a resolute and commanding tone. "Captain Rhea, prepare your ship to enter the space drive at any moment," the voice instructed, with words echoing within her mind with clarity.

"We must seize this opportunity while the enemy is distracted. Follow my instructions closely: activate the Fusion-Powered Plasma Cannon at maximum output and leave the rest to me."

Fusion-Powered Plasma Cannon? Rhea's mind raced. It was their most powerful weapon, capable of delivering devastating energy blasts, but using it at maximum output would drain the ship's remaining power reserves.

She steeled herself. It was risky, but with the enemy closing in and the battle outside teetering toward defeat, she had no other choice.

"Helm, prepare for an emergency space jump," she commanded, her voice sharp and steady. "Weapons control, charge the Plasma Cannon—maximum output!" 


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