Surviving The Fourth Calamity

Chapter 1350: Chapter 1140: The Power of the Earth Bear

The newly arrived Beastman God was a bit smarter than Bagchu. Before the Undead Tribe could surround him, he leaped into the air and sent two Weakening Spells to Gewoosh’s enemies.

Although both were blocked by Fran’s brilliant Light of Defense, the two still couldn’t help but glance at Sagasi... As he wielded his Spiked Hammer, he cast a Dark Arts to conceal himself the moment he touched the ground.

However, he didn’t evade the detection of the Undead Tribe at all... Darkness and shadow? These were their old friends!

Eventually, Sagasi was still caught out, surrounded by millions... There were noticeably more magic-based professions on his side.

Bagchu attracted the attention of most of the Knights and Swordsmen.

Seeing that Hill and Fran’s attention was drawn by Sagasi’s movements, Gewoosh quickly waved his arms, causing a rapid hailstorm to fall within a hundred-meter radius around their position.

He felt the loss of his Storm Power... The great storm that could initially cancel out the hurricane Hill summoned was now retreating under the hurricane attack mixed with sand and fire meteors.

If he didn’t resist, he would become the first Storm God to be swept to death by the wind... Although using the identity of Talos would surely be impossible afterwards, at least for now, he was still in control, wasn’t he?

Gewoosh, though brutal and fierce, still cared about face.

However, the thunder... he suddenly waved his hand, and endless thunder followed the hailstorm, striking towards Hill and Fran.

How interesting, Gewoosh showed a hideous smile... The storm was leaving his avatar even faster than the thunder... This kid from the World Tree Family had something!

It’s a pity, having such a good background, why did he have a parent who foolishly mixed with Coron?

Such a powerful Lord of Agleya only made him want to strangle him more!

Gewoosh glanced at the battlefield below, couldn’t help but pause slightly... He summoned Sagasi to destroy that experimental field!

But... he knew the good relationship between the Undead Tribe and Lansendel, but that dead bird could even send out so many Dawn Stones at once?

As soon as Sagasi, the God of Darkness and the Underdark in the Orcish Pantheon appeared... The Undead Tribe, who often dealt with Darkness and Force of Death, smelled that special scent. Three pieces of Dawn Stone were used successively, along with several Scorching Rays from paintings at different angles, easily keeping the not-so-eager-to-fight Sagasi out of the experimental field.

Gewoosh knew that Sagasi might not have gone all out, but at least most of his strength was used... Otherwise, the Chief Orc God has never minded getting rid of one of his own first.

Watching the two Lesser Gods being blocked outside by the Undead Tribe, Gewoosh was a bit irritated: he seemed to have made a wrong decision this time.

Why did he think the Undead Tribe was insignificant... Something seemed wrong with the observation from Deepwater City.

But he clearly felt that the open and hidden battles among these people were no less than those among the Beastmen! Gewoosh always believed... After some people benefited more from the Path of Destiny, others would never take orders from those people to continue fighting!

Forever seeing others get the biggest benefits... So why fight?

Hill sensed Gewoosh’s distraction, his lips curled slightly, and he turned to smile, ”Grandfather, help me hold off the newcomers.”

Fran gave him a helpless look, ”You’re a mage after all...”

Hill chuckled, ”Grandfather, haven’t you noticed? He takes a lot of pride in his strength.

This is just an avatar, destroying it would only consume a part of his Divine Power.

But... a psychological blow, that could... never be forgotten!”

The defensive circle Fran built was very strong, and Gewoosh’s avatar was also clearly weakening... If they continued to resist like this, they could also achieve the final victory.

Hill pursed his lips, he thought AO might have included himself when constructing the world’s rules.

Even though there are countless backdoors, he must follow the fundamental rules openly.

Therefore, as long as Talos remained Talos, he couldn’t take action against this monster in disguise.

But he knew what was going on... So, once Gewoosh was exposed, Talos was directly rejected by the World Will of Toril... The Storm God was already beginning to head towards demise.

After all, having been completely devoured, even if he ended up in the Stellar Realm, there might barely be a few strands of lightning and a wisp of breeze left, and the time and effort needed to awaken again were truly unimaginable.

The most important thing was, how could Talos possibly still have worshippers from ten thousand years ago alive?

The Storm God’s followers would at most have their faith collapse, but having always respected only power, they would never seek out a failure to worship.

Hill shook his head vigorously; he always tended to overthink... There’s no need to think about future matters, those are issues Toril’s people need to consider.

The most important thing now is that Hill doesn’t want to continue slowly grinding with the Chief Orc God!

It’s Talos that will perish, and by then Gewoosh could just pat his backside and easily leave Toril, going back to Hell to continue playing his war games.

Even if AO seeks revenge later, what could it matter?

With this God Above Gods’ character, at most, he’ll reject the Orcish Pantheon’s power from Toril, then suppress any beastmen who refuse to change their faith underground.

What significance does that hold for Hill?

He knew there’s not much he could do... Venting doesn’t mean the wicked will receive much punishment.

For Gewoosh, what does having one more enemy world matter? He has so many enemies that he can’t even recognize them, yet he continues invading new worlds with ease.

The strong rule as kings, always an iron law in the Fantasy World.

But being able to suppress with brute force, even giving Gewoosh a good beating, can still be quite satisfying, even if it’s just his avatar.

Hill gently waved his finger, and a massive crack split open on Gewoosh’s head... Warm Elemental Water, capable of dispelling all magical states, surged forth from the crack.

That bit of Ocean Power Gewoosh snatched from Ambori was instantly whisked away.

The Giant God Monster suddenly looked up: ”What the hell is this?”

Then he was slapped right in the face by a slender, elegant hand amidst the endless waterfall.

The ”smack” was loud.

Everyone above and below saw the Giant God Monster getting slapped away only for the waterfall to halt his flight.

”You see... the strength of the beastmen is nothing much after all.”

”Ah!” A sudden scream came from underground.

Sagasi’s movements were unbelievably positioned, standing within intersecting scorching rays, pierced directly through the chest by a beam of Light of Dawn.

If the Undead Tribe didn’t have recorded evidence, they might have believed the Orc God of Death was just unlucky.

”Office worker... instincts, are they really this strong?” ’Snow Cloud Peak’ flipped through Sagasi’s exceptionally flamboyant maneuvers on the tablet, shaking his head in awe, ”Tsk, has the style of Road Eunuch by half!

Just too impatient, who would believe he didn’t see it!

Damn! Oh ho~ Bear’s strength!”

”Oh ho~ Bear’s strength~” The Undead Tribe joyfully repeated the words of their commander as he blurted them out.

”Damn it! Do you want me to be refused entry by Agleya as well?” ’Snow Cloud Peak’ shouted angrily, ”Shout Hill’s the strongest, towering over everything, lifting mountains and cauldrons, unbreakable!

Did you hear me!”

The Undead Tribe army was silent for a few seconds, not sure what was communicated secretly, and then shouted together: ”Bear Bear strongest, Bear Bear supreme! Bear Bear invincible worldwide!

Unbeatable offensively, undefeated in battle!”

”Crap!” ’Snow Cloud Peak’ dejectedly fell to the ground, ”Might as well let it ruin me!”

Hill looked down from above, not bothering with those guys... this little thing hasn’t even surpassed the Little Bear’s Lost Song from their first reunion day in his heart.

He clenched his hands into fists, clashing them once, and said with deep meaning: ”Gewoosh? Playing strength combat games with a descendant of Coron’s lineage, interesting, isn’t it?

How interesting it is!”

”At this... moment, why don’t you talk about being a child of the World Tree?” Gewoosh lowered the hand placed on his cheek, filled with menace in his voice.

”Ah... doesn’t everyone have a foreign wife somewhere?” Hill chuckled lightly, ”Although we’re a patriarchal society, can’t deny the lineage from the mother’s side, right?”

”Ha!” Gewoosh suddenly reached forward with a massive hand, ”Sneaky little brat, think you really won?”

Hill lightly raised his hand, extended it before forming it into a loose claw, not wanting to wrestle with this dirty divine beast.

Silently gathering strength through his body, before the seemingly larger hand could swing down, he agilely leaped up, grabbed a finger, and swung it mightily.

”Ah? Impossible!” Gewoosh’s incredulous roar echoed with his gigantic body flung towards the crack above them.

Unfortunately, the Elemental Realm doesn’t accept large garbage; they only open one direction... Gewoosh was pushed back by the powerful stream of water.

Hill charged upward... the pressure from the waterfall was indeed strong, but to him, it was only like a showerhead.

He nimbly grabbed a finger on the claw... before the body could transform into wind, threw it upward once more.

Gewoosh used all his strength but couldn’t block the second collision with the elemental crack.

This time, he wisely dispersed into a whirlwind before being washed down, strands of thunder power bouncing inside the whirl.

Yet, the Elemental Water turned all his efforts to nothing... Normally, the electric current transmitted by water was dispelled magically.

Hill summoned this sea, not aiming for damage from the Ring of Winter... Talos, the controller of blizzards, certainly wasn’t afraid of cold.

What he wanted was the Elemental Water’s nullification of all magic, including Divine Arts.

Without external help, Hill didn’t think he would lose to anyone... before leaving Teraxil, besides his Grandpa Haiweirsen and his stronger brother, he never lost a strength contest!