In this chaotic world, it all started when they found an elf girl.

Chapter 605 Towards a Familiar Future

"Kill her!"

Rhea, Crios, Hyperion, and Tethys attacked like madmen, rushing towards Freya to kill her. Although shocked by the close relationship between Roy and Freya, the situation was not optimistic. Even if they fought with all their might, they could only last for three minutes at most before losing themselves and becoming Freya's puppets.

The four fallen immortals, their eyes blazing with fury, charged forward with overwhelming force, unleashing a torrent of divine power that swept across the sky and earth, causing the entire world to tremble.

Freya's face was gloomy. She wanted to complete the task assigned by Roy, but she could not use her divine power in the lower realm, and her authority would be weakened. With this imbalance, she could not quickly bewitch the fallen gods and immortals.

"Roy, give me a little more time."

Freya's violet eyes held a pleading look.

"Well, I'll hold them off, after all, we can't keep doing this forever—" Roy laughed, but in the end, he swallowed back the words "gold digger." He didn't know when it started, but he had gotten into the habit of joking with Freya.

"Can you still fight?"

Roy looked at Themis and the other fallen gods and goddesses.

Themis, Oceanus, Coeus, Iapetus, Theia, and Mnemosyne attacked Cronus with all their might, but were struck head-on by the reversed attack, suffering terrible damage and being eroded by the power of time.

The great divine bodies trembled incessantly, but they still struggled to their feet.

Oceanus glared at Roy, gritting his teeth as he said, "Don't underestimate the gods, you bastard!"

Themis said, "We will do our best to help you hold off Crios and Rhea, but that's all!"

"Okay, thank you!"

Roy nodded, which could be considered as squeezing out the last bit of remaining value from the six fallen gods.

After Cronus's departure, the strongest enemy force is Crios, which sounds a bit unbelievable. Crios is the gatekeeper of the final stage of the dungeon, the guardian of the ninety-first floor of the gods. Logically speaking, the weakest fallen gods should be ranked at the top.

However, the fighting power of gods can also change with the environment.

Crios's "celestial" powers are weakened to the maximum extent within the dungeon, but upon reaching the surface, he receives the blessing of the stars, reaching peak combat power, second only to Cronus.

The strongest, Crios and Rhea, were given to Themis, Coeus, Iapetus, and other fallen gods and goddesses. Their enemies included Hyperion and Tethys.

"Leave that dangerous goddess to us!"

Sharon, Jazanev, Sertia, and Situ volunteered to meet the onrushing Tethys, and the audience had long been unable to contain themselves.

The gods may be powerful, but they cannot frighten these ancient heroes who have teetered on the brink of life and death countless times.

Moreover, Roy had crafted equipment for them.

The remaining Hyperion will be handled by Roy, whose duty is to hold Hyperion back and protect Freya until the enemy is completely bewitched.

Rumble! Rumble!!

The battlefield was divided into three parts, with continuous roars. The sky was torn into a tattered, dark red curtain, while the earth was a boiling, churning, scorched ruin.

Themis stood with her sword drawn, her divine power dimmed, the golden sword riddled with cracks. Behind her, five fallen gods and immortals, resembling demons, their faces contorted in grotesque grimaces, their robes tattered, divine blood gushing from their gaping wounds, yet their eyes burned with an almost manic fighting spirit.

"Traitor, die!"

Rhea roared, and thousands of kilometers of earth bulged, unleashing a torrent of rock spears of terrifying density; Crios hovered in the air, his hands outstretched, and celestial bodies from the depths of space were roughly ripped down, brilliant meteors engulfed in flames raining down. Their combined attack was practically a manifestation of natural disaster.

"Drink!" Themis roared, and the divine sword unleashed its final brilliance, shattering the incoming rock spear.

The other five fallen gods, their eyes bloodshot, each wielded their powers and remaining divine strength to resist Rhea's torrential rain of rock spears.

And the meteor shower of Creos.

Boom! Boom! Boom!!

Each collision was accompanied by a piercing, deafening shriek, followed by a burst of intense sparks that spread throughout the world, and an ominous sign of destruction appeared.

Despite their numerical advantage, Themis and her companions were in extremely poor condition. They were thrown dozens of kilometers by the recoil and crashed into the earth, causing a violent earthquake.

Themis coughed up blood, propped herself up with her sword, and stood up again, trembling. The other five fallen gods staggered to their feet, their radiance dim as fireflies, yet they still grinned, revealing smiles through their blood-stained mouths.

Because they witnessed the human struggle!

On another battlefield, Celtia, Sharon, and others were in an even more difficult situation than they were.

There is an absolute difference between mortals and gods. Even if Celia and the others escape, Themis and the others will not be surprised or blame them.

However, Celia and the others persisted. Fear is human instinct, and courage is the hymn of humanity! Themis understood this. As gods, what reason did they have not to persevere?

The battle over there is completely one-sided!

Facing the all-out attack of Tethys, in less than ten seconds, Celia, and the ancient heroes behind her, had their swords drawn.

Broken, gun barrels covered in scorch marks, armor dented, shields shattered, everyone looked like they'd been pulled from a pool of blood, covered in gore.

With a wave of his hand, Tethys caused ripples in space, and a gravity field unfolded, transforming into a suffocating demonic domain.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

Celia and the others were almost unable to move. The ground beneath their feet cracked, their legs sank deep into the ground, and their bodies could not withstand the pressure. Their blood vessels, muscles, and skin burst open, and blood splattered everywhere.

With a flick of his finger, Tethys sent Celia and the others flying backward as if struck by a heavy hammer, their bones broken and tendons snapped.

It was a completely one-sided humiliation!

But no matter how many times they fell, as long as they were still conscious, they would stand up again. This strong perseverance inspired Themis and other gods.

The third battlefield is between Roy and Hyperion.

Hyperion was surrounded by a golden, dazzling, and scorching divine radiance. He was like a sun walking among mortals, dispelling darkness and purifying filth, and containing terrifying heat that could burn everything.

"They actually came to me? They really underestimated me!"

Hyperion locked his gaze on Roy, a sinister smile playing on his lips. His fingertips erupted with an blinding brilliance, which then shot out—golden rays as thin as hair, moving at an extreme speed that surpassed the physical speed of light.

"This move is—" Roy saw the familiar golden light; it was truly a grudge match!

In the mythology of his past life, Hyperion was known as the "watcher of the sky." Helios, the sun god, Selene, the moon goddess, and Eos, the goddess of dawn, were all Hyperion's children, and his powers were related to "light."

The black dragon once used the power of Hyperion to shatter Roy's heart and an arm.

Roy simply put the blame on the other party.

With old and new grudges piling up, Roy's murderous intent towards Hyperion was growing wildly.

Golden rays of light traced countless beautiful yet deadly arcs in the air, weaving a net that stretched from all directions.

The beams blocked Roy's every possible escape route, and wherever the light passed, the space was scorched with faint golden marks.

Transfer to a higher position!

Faced with the overwhelming and inescapable net of light, Roy reacted faster than anyone could have imagined. He activated his "Intuition" skill, entering a state of precognition. Then, he wrapped his large arm around Freya's slender waist and cast spatial magic, causing eerie ripples to appear around them.

As the first ray of golden light reached him, Roy's figure blurred and disappeared.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The golden web of death closed in, tearing Roy's remaining image to shreds.

But they came up empty-handed!

Those golden rays that missed Roy, imbued with terrifying energy, continued to hurtle towards the earth and distant mountains with overwhelming force.

Golden rays of light silently pierced through the scorched, hard earth, leaving behind countless tiny, bottomless holes. The light shooting towards the distant mountains brought an even more direct and horrifying scene of destruction.

Amidst the expanding, deathly golden light, the continuous mountain range was pierced through, crumbled inch by inch, and collapsed with a deafening roar, displaying its extreme destructive power to the fullest extent.

Swish!

Roy appeared not far away, glanced back at the mountain that had turned to ashes and the countless holes of light on the ground, and narrowed his eyes.

"A mere human being, yet he possesses spatial magic—how interesting." Hyperion was intrigued; there was no fear in his eyes, only curiosity.

"Ugh!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hyperion groaned, his face turning deathly pale and his features contorted.

Freya, nestled in Roy's arms, continued to exert her power, her authority over beauty persistently influencing the four opposing fallen celestials, as time flowed...

As time passes, the erosion becomes more severe.

Rhea, Clios, Hyperion, and Tethys visibly grew anxious.

The situation is becoming increasingly unfavorable for them!

All Roy and the others need to do is stall for time until Freya successfully charms them, and then the battle will end.

Tethys roared, "Hyperion, you piece of trash, finish Freya off now!"

"Shut up, you crazy woman!"

Hyperion looked grim.

Given enough time, even just half an hour, he could take down Roy, who possesses spatial magic. Unfortunately, time is exactly what they lack most.

Roy, who possesses spatial magic, may not pose a threat to Hyperion, but he can hold him back.

Roy was completely focused. In this final moment, he was on high alert and would not allow anyone to interrupt Freya. At the same time, he was both hopeful and worried. Let this battle end like this!

As if sensing Roy's worry, Freya reached out her small hand and grasped Roy's hot hand, wrapping it around her like a nimble water snake, their fingers intertwined.

Roy tacitly accepted Freya's intimate gestures, as she was trying to comfort him.

"Since that's the case, you can all die!"

Just then, a hysterical roar exploded like thunder, drawing everyone's attention. The voice belonged to Rhea.

Anger, like a volcano that had been building up for millions of years, finally broke through the final threshold in Rhea's heart. Extreme rage surged from the depths of her eyes, along with a mad determination to destroy everything in its path.

"not good!"

The Fallen Gods, with their keen senses, and Roy and the others had drastically changed their expressions. They sensed an energy fluctuation from Rhea that far exceeded their previous ones, which was extremely terrifying, highly unstable, and rising wildly.

Themis said, "This is at the cost of the collapse of our power, resisting Freya's allure, and unleashing a catastrophe with all our might. Rhea, you will die too!"

"It's alright, I will absolutely not let you bastards get what you want!" Rhea said coldly.

Now, Roy and the others understood.

To put it simply, she's going to self-destruct!

If Rhea were to unleash the power of the earth without restraint, its destructive force would be immeasurable. It is likely that not only this battlefield, but the entire world would be reduced to ashes in the collapse of the power.

hum!

Rhea's body emitted an unbearable, earthy-yellow divine light, like a star about to reach the end of its life, bursting forth with its final, most brilliant light! Countless cracks appeared on the surface of her divine body, and from the depths of each crack surged a torrent of destructive energy.

The surrounding space shattered and collapsed irreversibly, forming a singularity centered on her.

"Stop her right now!"

At this moment, everyone put aside their grudges and battles and rushed towards Rhea without prior arrangement. Even Hyperion and his group were no exception. They hadn't had enough fun yet and absolutely wouldn't allow anyone to overturn the table!

A massive, earth-shattering explosion is about to occur!

In that instant, an unexpected figure appeared beside Rhea, faster than anyone else.

It's Oceanus!

He unleashed a torrent of divine power, yet it was incredibly gentle, a stark contrast to Rhea's ferocity. The divine power transformed into clear, luminous water, flowing from all directions to form a cage, imprisoning Rhea within and even weakening some of her divine power.

"Rhea, you knew you'd do that!"

Oceanus sighed, his voice hoarse.

"Ochenus, get out of here!" Rhea's eyes regained a sliver of clarity, and she let out a scream of alarm and anger. Her earth-yellow divine power surged as she tried to break free from the water god's cage.

"That won't do, it's my duty as the 'Big Brother'!" Oceanus murmured. As the earliest of the twelve Titans, the longer he spent with them, the more he understood them.

When it comes to the dungeon, Rhea gets excited. After Freya appears, unable to stop the allure, Rhea will inevitably go mad.

So he came to Rhea's side immediately.

"The rest is up to you!"

Without any hesitation, Oceanus pulled the cage imprisoning Rhea and, with his last ounce of strength, charged headlong into the chaotic abyss dungeon that seemed to lead directly to the bottom of the world.

Like brilliant stars falling into hell, they quickly disappeared into the dark and deep underground city.

They disappeared from everyone's sight!

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

From the depths of the abyss came an extremely muffled explosion that shook the entire world.

However, its power was clearly weakened by billions of times, failing to reach the point of destroying the world or shattering galaxies, because Rhea actively reduced its strength.

It unleashed a violent divine power.

Oceanus knew that Rhea cared most about the dungeon, so he lured her into it to make her hesitate. Sure enough, he succeeded.