FATE: Target of Grand Master

Feng Yan could feel the pressure from Quetzalcoatl's gaze, but he remained calm and continued to explain his point of view: "Because of the Sun Goddess, well, I'll just call you by your name, Quetzalcoatl. Your approach won't work."

Quetzal was not angry because Feng Yan called him by his name; instead, he tilted his head with interest.

"Do you even know what I'm doing? What makes you so sure my approach won't work?"

"Of course I know what you're doing. You love humanity and want to protect them in your own way, but your way is wrong. Humanity cannot grow and prosper under the protection of gods; they will only become pets kept by gods in the name of love. Although you use wrestling to train the humans of Ur, you should know best how effective it is. When facing not Gorgons, but the real Tiamat, how much of a role can they play? Even..."

Feng Yan paused deliberately, his gaze fixed on Quetzal as he slowly descended the steps from the Sunstone Altar.

"Even you, Quetzalcoatl, couldn't guarantee you could protect these humans from Tiamat, could you?"

Quetzal did not reply immediately, but continued walking until he reached the same height as Feng Yan and the others.

"You certainly understand my methods very well, but without my methods, how are you humans supposed to survive after Tiamat appeared?"

"Of course, we should defeat her."

"Hahahaha. Defeated Tiamat? That creator goddess?"

Quetzal clutched his stomach and laughed so hard he almost fell over.

"Sorry, sorry, this is the funniest joke I've heard in this world, I just couldn't help it."

Quetzal, who had been laughing wildly for a while, wiped away his tears and apologized.

However, the next second, Quetzalcoatl's expression changed, and he pulled out a serrated club and a round shield.

"Since you say you're going to defeat Tiamat, defeating me shouldn't be a problem. So show me whether you're truly capable or just arrogant."

"Master, Kukulkan in this state is beyond verbal communication. Defeat her with all your might!"

The leopard-man pulled out his tiger claw club and charged forward, launching the first attack on Quetzal.

"Diarmuid, go support the Jaguarman. Blackbeard, harass him from a distance with your pistol. Gina... never mind, Quetzalcoatl is a bit too much for you."

Seeing Gina's pitiful appearance, Feng Yan ultimately decided not to assign her any tasks.

Diarmuid obeyed and immediately followed, joining the jaguar man in attacking Quetzalcoatl. However, both the jaguar man's tiger claw club and Diarmuid's "Great Wrath" were blocked by Quetzalcoatl with a club in one hand and a shield in the other.

"ha!"

Quetzal stretched out his arms, shoving the leopard man and Diarmuid away at the same time. He then swung his club at Diarmuid, threw his shield at the distant Blackbeard, and chased after the retreating leopard man like a cannonball.

The leopard-man tried to retaliate, but was kicked away by Quetzal, who was faster and stronger. Quetzal then slammed the leopard-man headfirst into the ground.

Then, Quetzal knocked out Blackbeard and kicked Diarmuid away.

The battle lasted no more than ten seconds from start to finish, but Quetzalcoatl displayed astonishing strength, achieving a victory that could almost be described as a crushing defeat against three opponents.

"Feng Yan, if this is all the strength you have, you won't be able to defeat Tiamat."

Faced with the oppressive feeling of Quetzal approaching step by step, Gina was already terrified and squatted on the ground with her head in her hands.

"The Tin Soldier's Steadfastness!"

Feng Yan unleashed a fairy tale magic spell that enhanced himself, and then ran towards Quetzalcoatl.

"Haaah—!"

Feng Yan raised his fist, but unsurprisingly, Quetzal caught it easily.

Immediately afterwards, Quetzal raised his wrist and lifted Feng Yan, who was still in a punching motion, up.

The next instant, Feng Yan felt his body being flung away by a tremendous force, rolling more than ten times on the ground before finally stopping under a large tree that was waist-high.

"You see, Feng Yan? This is the difference between gods and you humans. Don't even mention you, not even one of your followers can defeat me. Without my protection, you humans simply cannot survive."

You're wrong.

Feng Yan slowly stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.

Quetzal could have killed him outright, but instead she threw him away. This shows that, just like in the original story, she still hopes that he will prove humanity's determination to fight against the gods.

"Tiamat is indeed not something we humans can defeat alone. Therefore, I have come here to persuade you to join our side. However, this is not about us seeking divine protection, but rather about standing on equal footing, relying on the power of the gods, and together resisting this powerful enemy. I will show you our determination!"

Feng Yan raised his fist again and charged towards Quetzal with reckless courage.

A barely perceptible smile appeared on Quetzal's lips.

As before, Quetzal easily grabbed Feng Yan's fist again and prepared to throw him away. However, just as Feng Yan was thrown away, his legs clamped around Quetzal's neck, and then he used his waist to perform a technique similar to a triangle choke.

This was unexpected by Quetzal, but the difference in strength between the two was too great. Quetzal broke Feng Yan's strangulation technique with just a little effort.

This time, she chose to throw Feng Yan high into the air. Feng Yan felt as if he had been thrown nearly 30 meters high, followed by a free fall like jumping off a building.

Fate can be so similar sometimes.

Feng Yan's current situation is remarkably similar to that of Fujimaru Ritsuka back then, the only difference being that Fujimaru Ritsuka was thrown from a height of 200 meters by Ishtar.

The air resistance whistled past his ears. Feng Yan wanted to call for help, but he didn't. Instead, he stared at Quetzal directly below him.

20 meters, 10 meters, 5 meters. . .

Their eyes remained fixed on each other, as if they were engaged in a silent contest.

When Feng Yan was only 3 meters from the ground, Quetzal's eyes suddenly softened, and she lightly leaped up to catch Feng Yan steadily.

Only then did Feng Yan feel his heart pounding wildly.

If Quetzal hadn't come to pick him up, he would have really been smashed to pieces, but fortunately, he made the right gamble.

Quetzal still loves humans.

I also successfully demonstrated human awareness to her.

"Master!"

Diarmuid arrived at this moment, only to be stunned to see Quetzal holding Feng Yan.

What's going on?

Is the Master being favored by the goddess Quetzalcoatl?