Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
There was a general law in the Sia Continent that the older an existence was, the more powerful they were likely to be. It rang exceptionally true for the first generation of gods serving Sia.
Make no mistakeβthe spells of the present generation were much more refined than those in the past, since they were built on over time, similar to how technology advanced over the ages.
Even so, it was almost impossible for those from the later generations to surpass those from the previous generations in terms of sheer fighting prowess.
This was due to the change in the environment and scarcity of resources.
The first generation of gods serving Sia had been through the war between the saint beasts and the demonic beasts. That had been a devastating war that affected every corner of the world. Those who survived that calamity were the cream of the crop, the result of natural selection.
Similarly, the ancient era boasted the greatest amount of resources, except for the bleak years when the Mother Goddess and the Savior fought to become the ruler of the world. Naturally, an abundance of resources was necessary for a race to progress to great heights.
Peytra and Obezo were both beneficiaries of that era, and there was a period of time wherein they fought alongside each other against the demonic beasts. Yet, the two first-generation gods were now re-enacting the ancient war on this land.
On the prairie, the World Serpent lunged at its enemy with a body cloaked in lava.
On the other hand, the massive dwarf charged forth with crackling lightning.
It was as if the two of them were the manifestations of natural disasters; they devastated their surroundings even before clashing with each other. The moment their manas clashed, the world shook.
Boom!
The massive hammer harnessing cataclysmic lightning smashed into the World Serpent, giving rise to an impact so great that it cracked Peytraβs mountain-like body. Rock fragments that were the size of a grown human rained from the sky, forcing Roel to take evasive maneuvers.
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