Chapter 63: Chapter 63: Sophia, the God Slayer, Liam, the Lone Warrior Against Thousands
At this moment, Sophia stared directly at the deity before her, showing no hint of fear or avoidance.
The phrase "Never gaze directly at a god" was something every newly enrolled superhuman often heard. This was because deities possessed a certain degree of divine influence, which could easily cause mental contamination. Unless someone had extraordinarily strong willpower, they could face mental issues or even develop a sense of submission.
Superhumans were meant to be god slayers, acting against the natural order. If they developed a sense of submission, how could they possibly stand against the gods? As a result, even many high-ranking superhumans avoided staring at a deity for too long, often looking elsewhere instead.
But Sophia was different. She gazed unflinchingly at the bull-headed deity across from her, her eyes fixed on its radiant, golden face as if wanting to lock eyes with it. Her heart was filled with nothing but rage, completely unaffected by the deity's mental interference.
As for a sense of submission? All she wanted now was to tear off this god's head. Her determination to slay the god had never been stronger.
Her mind was consumed with thoughts of the superhuman corpses she had seen in the past two hours and of Liam's uncertain fate. There were simply too many divine servants today. While she knew that the most powerful ones were likely focused on the god's descent, and those going after Liam shouldn't be too strong, what if something happened? What if Liam was truly in danger? Three hours of fighting alone, with no reinforcements, no allies, and no option to retreat!
After all these years, what kind of chance encounter had led her to meet such an intriguing soul? If this deity's interference caused her to return even a minute, or even a second, late, she would go mad.
With these thoughts fueling her anger, she let out a piercing, echoing howl. The frost dragon beneath her seemed to resonate with her fury, raising its head and letting out a mighty roar.
Roar!!!!
The sound was so powerful it shook the very core of those who heard it. Sophia raised her hands as if she could lift the sky itself. The nearby artificial river exploded! The river water turned into solid ice, which shattered and reformed into enormous frost warriors. Each stood twenty meters tall, wielding various weapons: swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, maces, and staves—eighteen in total, representing the eighteen traditional weapons of war.
This was Sophia's own combat technique, her signature move—the Eighteen Frost Demon Generals. With her power fully unleashed, her eyes turned completely ice-blue, and veins bulged around them, adding a menacing and fierce quality to her beautiful face.
An angry woman is not to be trifled with, and an angry goddess of war even less so...
The entire space was now saturated with ice elemental energy, even suppressing the divine aura, making it hard to distinguish who the true god of this world was.
"In half an hour... you will die for me!"
With a roar, the frost dragon beneath Sophia launched her toward the bull-headed deity. The deity had only just materialized and, seeing the oncoming assault, instinctively retreated a bit. But immediately, the eighteen frost demon generals rushed forward, surrounding the deity and slamming their weapons down on him.
The next moment, the frost dragon collided with the deity.
Boom!!
The explosion echoed out as the god and the dragon clashed, like two planets colliding. The mighty sound caused everyone within a ten-mile radius to feel a ringing in their ears. Those with weaker constitutions felt dizzy, as if the world were spinning.
In the next instant, ice-blue light mixed with sacred golden light burst from the square, illuminating everything. For a brief moment, it seemed like a second sun had appeared near the artificial river at Black Horse Stadium!
Ice crystals scattered everywhere, and golden light shimmered. Sophia, relentless in her pursuit of victory, thrust a five-meter-long frost spear at the deity with reckless abandon. The surrounding frost generals showed no concern for their own safety, their twenty-meter-tall bodies, resembling mountains, encircled the deity, mercilessly pummeling him.
The scene was like a god being bullied.
Amid her unrestrained, relentless assault, Sophia clearly felt herself breaking through a previously unreachable barrier. In this god-slaying battle, she had achieved a breakthrough!
—The Frost War Goddess had reached the Sixth Realm! She had truly stepped into the ranks of the world's top experts!
And there were still seventeen days until her twentieth birthday!
Zhong Liwu, palm striking a divine servant before him, flew backward, his brows furrowing as he gazed into the distant sky. A golden page flickered in his hand, and with his Spring and Autumn Pen, he wrote down a line:
"In the 109th year of the New Era, on March 5th, the Frost War Goddess Sophia set a new record as the youngest to reach the Sixth Realm!"
Liam also sensed the commotion. With his sharp perception of the voices of all things, there was no way he could miss the intense energy fluctuations outside, especially when they resonated with his own Ice Age ability.
At that moment, he was fending off the fifth wave of divine servants on his own, facing eight enemies at once! It seemed like ever since he arrived in this world, every fight had been him taking on a whole group, as if he was destined to be a lone wolf.
"Holy shit, is that power really so violent when fully developed?"
"This is the real SSS level... If I could reach that level, these guys should be killable in seconds."
"Sophia... you're amazing."
As he spoke, frost surged around his body, his pupils turning pale. With his power fully unleashed, he froze several incoming divine servants in mid-air, preventing them from advancing even a step. In a flash, he appeared before one who was about to break free from the ice, his long sword mercilessly piercing the divine servant's neck, a crazed look in his eyes.
"Twenty more minutes."
"I said it before, within three hours, this path is closed!!!"
Since he had thrust his staff into that Fourth Realm divine servant's chest during the first wave, he had lost count of how many divine servants he had dealt with.
He could still hear the mocking words of the divine servant leader echoing in his ears: "Can you stop us? Can you stop a thousand troops?"
Now, Liam responded with strength and action—he could stop them! He promised he would, and he had! He alone was the equivalent of a thousand troops!
Crack... Boom!
A massive bull's head fell from the sky, landing heavily on the ground. The deity, who had made such an imposing entrance, had met an unceremonious end. The frost battle axe had fallen, severing his head and his divine dignity.
Though it was merely a projection and not his true form, it was still a deity! Sophia, the Frost War Goddess, had slain a god in thirty-seven minutes!
But there was no joy or relief on her face. The first thing she did was take out a watch from her storage space.
—Two hours and fifty-eight minutes.
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