Devouring World Dragon

Chapter 350 The Fighter Against God

In the beginning of time, the world was in chaos, and people called this chaotic world Chaos.

Within this chaotic Chaos, the first five primordial gods were born. These primordial gods either conceived on their own or mated with one another, thus giving rise to the later gods.

Among the gods, the noblest bloodline is that of the many offspring born to the sky god Uranus and the earth goddess Gaia.

The powerful sky gods and the prolific earth gods are the most powerful among all the gods. Their offspring are mostly large and strong, and the best among them are the giants known as the Twelve Titans.

The past is gone. The once glorious twelve Titans have either returned to slumber or gradually faded away, but their descendants still rule the world.

Of all these gods, Ares possesses the most orthodox bloodline.

He was the son of the king of the gods, the biological child of Hera, the queen of the gods, and Zeus, the god of the sky, and the one with the noblest and purest blood among all the gods. When he was born, all the gods congratulated him on becoming the future master of the world.

Zeus, the god of the sky, had countless descendants of gods and men, but they were all illegitimate children and mortals. Only Ares was unique.

And now, that lowly bastard has harmed him?!
The roaring god of war revealed his divine power and regained his giant god appearance.

Legend has it that the god of war was so enormous that when he fell, his back would create a crater spanning 7 hectares.

Generally speaking, the gods do not display their divine power in the mortal realm, nor do they reveal their identities, because Zeus would not allow it. He prefers that gods and humans remain separate, so that mortals can maintain their awe of the gods.

But the enraged God of War completely forgot the warnings; all he wanted was to crush that mortal to death.

The boundless divine power seemed to tangibly spread outwards, making one feel as if they were in the midst of a bloody battlefield.

The great hero, who was being stared at by the enormous pupil of Ares, the god of war, felt a chill run down his spine, like a frog being stared at by a snake.

I'm going to die here.

It's a feeling that needs no explanation, yet is crystal clear.

A gigantic hand pressed down, as if night had fallen, and everything was swallowed up by that enormous hand.

"Bang!!!"

Amidst the deafening roar, the mountains shook and the earth trembled.

Raising his palm, he saw no trace of the great hero in the huge, sunken palm print.

The mortal didn't die; he escaped.

Ares's eyes shone with a fiery light like the sun. God's eyes could see in all directions, both near and far, large and small; no one's inner thoughts, past and future destiny could escape God's eyes.

He saw it; the mortal, relying on his speed, escaped from his grasp.

"Ares! I'm here!"

Not far away, a loud shout rang out from beside Ares.

Ares turned his head and saw the mortal standing proudly on a boulder, challenging him.

The enraged war god tried to stand up, but the pain from his broken ribs made him struggle and fall heavily to the ground again.

"Ares, can you still be called a god like this?"

I'm going to crush you to death!

The God of War glared angrily at the great hero's mockery, roaring as he unleashed a torrent of blows. His fists, as large as mountains, slammed into the ground, each strike causing the earth to tremble.

Even great heroes must be cautious in the face of such immense forces that alter the terrain.

He was demonstrating the results of his training over the past decade, displaying agility and flexibility. With a single leap, he could jump over 100 meters, and even use the force of the punch to launch himself into the air.

Standing atop that enormous fist, and looking up, one sees the magnificent colossus with its ferocious face.

Those eyes, filled with rage, stared at the tiny figure in his fist. He stretched out his large hand, and his massive, thick fingers pressed down on the great hero like the heavens.

"Ta Tata..."

The great hero did not stop; his steps were swift, as if leaping over mountains, as he stepped on the giant arm and quickly tried to approach the head of the giant god.

"Oh!"

The giant hand fell, but missed its target. The hero's sudden acceleration and deceleration confused the giant god, causing him to make a mistake.

The arm beneath the great hero's feet was trembling, and a large hand was coming from behind, trying to grab him tightly, but the great hero cleverly dodged it.

"Tsk tsk, it's a bit like Soul of Sparta."

On the great hero's shoulder, the snake appraised with great interest.

No matter how fierce the battle, it was nothing more than this in the eyes of the serpent incarnation. But for mortals, it was a battle between gods and humans rarely seen in the world.

Neither the human nor the god noticed the small snake; they were both completely focused on the battle.

Just as the great hero was about to reach the giant god, the god of war suddenly shot out golden light from his eyes, causing the great hero to freeze. This brief pause gave the giant god an opportunity.

With a swift grasp, he easily held the mortal in his hand.

"Hahaha, mortal, you will die here!" The success of his little scheme filled the God of War with immense pleasure. He pinched the great hero between two fingers, as if he were holding a tiny insect. Staring at his prey in his palm, his eyes were full of mockery.

No matter how much the great hero struggled, he could not break free from the hand of the God of War who was unleashing his divine power.

Then, the colossal war god grinned maliciously, his other hand gripping the great hero's arm. He slowly increased the pressure with both hands, intending to tear the great hero to pieces.

An unprecedented force surged through his arms, a power no great hero had ever experienced, far stronger than anything else in the world. He felt as if his bones were being torn apart, and he was as powerless as a butterfly being ripped apart by a child.

The snake watched silently from the side.

When gods descend to earth in disguise, mortals still have a chance to defeat them. But how can mortals possibly win against a war god who unleashes his divine power?
Zeus, are you starting to get restless?

And in the sky, Zeus suddenly stood up, his face showing urgency.

"Ares! What are you doing!"

With just a slight oversight, his son in the mortal realm started fighting with his son in the celestial realm, and now one side is about to be torn apart.

He raised the thunderbolt in his hand, intending to stop the fighting on the ground.

"Stop! Ares!"

In an instant, a thunderous roar, accompanied by the rebuke of the Father of God and Man, came from the sky.

Ares was stunned by the thunder, his body shuddering involuntarily, his face showing fear and awe.

But this small tremor gave the great hero an opportunity.

His pupils flashed with furious golden and blood-red light, and he forcefully broke free from between those two fingers, a powerful surge of anger erupting from his chest.

Before the God of War could react, he kicked off the fist and flew out, his target being the God of War's cheek.

"what?!"

The God of War realized something was wrong. Just as he was about to do something, the great hero seized the opportunity and plunged his large hand directly into his eye.

"what!!!"

The God of War, in pain, couldn't help but scream. The deafening, pitiful cry sounded like the wailing of hundreds of warriors, yet it couldn't stop the great hero's actions.

The great hero's arm unleashed tremendous force, gouging out the giant's eyeballs.

After the god of war's eyes were gouged out, the god's eyeballs continued to move, and one could even clearly see the fear and anger within them.

"Divine power! It's divine power! You actually possess divine power?!"

The giant wailed, letting out painful gasps, his voice filled with disbelief.

Standing on the face of the giant god, holding the enormous eye in his hand, the great hero showed no fear and shouted at the giant eyeball.

"You blind fool, you deserve to be one-eyed! Get out!"

With that, he threw the one-eyed object away and then stomped heavily on the giant's face.

The giant god crashed heavily to the ground once again. After being severely injured, the war god returned to his normal size.

Just then, a giant swan suddenly flew down from the sky. The giant swan picked up the weakened war god and struggled to fly into the sky, glancing fearfully at the great hero beside it.

Was that swan the constellation Cygnus? The great hero didn't know, nor did he care.

but……

"...Divine power?"

After a long pause, doubts arose in the great hero's mind. He looked at his hands, somewhat confused about what the God of War meant.

He was aware that he could not have broken free from the God of War's restraints, but suddenly a surge of anger welled up in his chest, and the powerful force allowed him to transcend himself.

After thinking for a long time, the great hero gave up. He then built a fire on the spot, offered a goat as a sacrifice, and sincerely thanked Zeus for helping him at the critical moment.

Perhaps the god of war was referring to the time when he was being helped by Zeus?
The great hero thought to himself.

Only Zeus in the sky and the little serpent could understand what had happened.

"That's...astonishing."

Zeus watched helplessly as one of his sons had his eyes gouged out, but he didn't have time to be angry. Looking at the great hero on the ground, he said he was surprised, but a look of joy gradually appeared on his face.

After years of waiting, the results have finally been revealed.

This child, who had been wandering on the ground, gradually revealed his true nature.

If one were merely a mortal, it would be difficult to defeat that snake.

Is it your very nature that has granted you divine power? Very well, continue like this, grow step by step, until you are strong enough to defeat that serpent.

Zeus was very pleased.

On the great hero's shoulder, the little snake wagged its tail, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.