Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 38 Decisiveness

The giant sword in the Giant King's hand was very strange; half of it was dilapidated like dusk, and the other half was rusted and stained with blood, giving it a sense of iron and blood.

"This is..." Truman frowned, looking at the exaggerated longsword that seemed somewhat out of place with the Giant King's dilapidated twilight.

The moment Truman saw the giant sword again, he felt as if he were locked onto by it. The sword's sharpness made him extremely uneasy, as if it had seen through his own shortcomings and weaknesses.

This feeling was familiar; he had experienced it with Medici before, but now it was even stronger.

"The high-ranking characteristics or uniqueness of the 'Red Priest'?!" Truman took a breath, somewhat unsure, after all, the aura of decay emanating from the Giant King was too strong, making it impossible to get close.

But one thing is certain: that sword, which embodies both twilight and iron-blooded power, is not simple and is related to the "Red Priest".

"Could it be that the God of War died at the hands of the giants?" Truman couldn't help but wonder.

"But this...could it be a god of spirits?"

The God of War was a subordinate god of the alien king Vahithun. He died in the war of the ancient gods, and to this day, no one can even remember his name.

The Alien King is not simply a "rare" species; no one knows what characteristics it has absorbed. However, judging from the perspective of the God of War, it is highly likely that it possesses high-level characteristics of the "Red Priest" pathway.

In that ancient war between gods, the God of War died, and the God of Spirits absconded with the spoils of the Alien King and disappeared without a trace.

All Truman knew was that the God of Spirits had obtained the entire "Alien" pathway from Sasriel.

Perhaps this "Red Priest" originated from the God of Spirits?

However, over the past few hundred years, the ancient god races have fought so fiercely that countless members of their races have died, and all sorts of accidents can happen.

"The 'Red Priest' related traits are really good stuff!"

"Why don't you come to me if you have something this good? I still have a copy of 'Divine Curse'." Truman muttered, but the battle between the two ancient gods had already begun.

Terrifying lightning cleaved through the twilight, exploding above the Giant King's court. The Giant King charged forward with his sword, while the Elf King met him head-on, wielding his trident.

Lightning and twilight engulfed everything, and no one could see what was happening inside. Truman consciously withdrew his gaze.

Watching a war of gods for too long isn't necessarily a good thing; who knows, thunder and twilight might suddenly descend at any moment.

This divine battle lasted only a short time. By the time the thunder subsided, the Elf King had vanished without a trace.

It seems the Giant King still has the upper hand?

Otherwise, given the tyrannical nature of the Elf King, he wouldn't have retreated so easily.

"'Twilight' and 'Red Priest'?" Truman vaguely thought of a madman from a later era.

However, the Giant King did not try to contain it, but instead used it as a weapon.

After all, if another high-level characteristic from another source were to be accommodated, the Giant King would go even crazier and would be unable to suppress his destructive desires.

"It seems the Giant King has some confidence to cooperate with the ancient sun god."

As Truman watched the twilight recede, he gained a concrete understanding of the giants of today.

Then it's up to each person to rely on their own abilities...

boom!

The Elf King returned to the Elf Palace and sat on the throne.

"You went to the 'Giants' Court'?" Queen Goshinam of the Scourge asked.

"I've taught Olmir a lesson!" the Elf King sneered.

The elven servants in the palace all kept their heads down, vaguely sensing that what the Elf King said was not as simple as it seemed.

The next moment, slippery tentacles began to slap the void, crackling with intense electric lightning.

"Ormir has become even stronger!" The Elf King spoke of the outcome of the battle only after the servants had left the palace.

"The giants are still in contact with a secret organization among humans, led by 'Harvest' and 'Dawn'." The Queen of Calamity's face also showed worry.

"Humans? It's that sun!" the Elf King's voice boomed like thunder. "Is it a dream?"

The Queen of Calamities nodded coldly, then said, "We cannot allow them to unite."

"Contact Gregory. We don't need her to believe us; just tell her about Olmir's little tricks!"

"And we are prepared to deal with humanity and the sun!" Goshinam was decisive enough to quickly identify his opponent.

"Good! I've disliked that sun for a long time! If it weren't for the fact that I always want to eat that dragon every time I see it, I would have joined forces with it to attack that sun long ago!" The lightning on the Elf King's body was crackling, giving the impression that he was ready to fight at any cost.

"Angelweed..." Gochnam paused for a moment, then made a judgment, "No need to worry about him. This time, all we need to do is demonstrate our dominion over the sea, rivers, and lakes, and that will be enough to make humanity fear us!"

"A swift and decisive victory!"

At this moment, Goshinam was more like the Lord of the Elves, possessing both courage and reason.

"Let 'Goddess of Beauty' and 'Luck' lead the vampires and elves who have pledged allegiance to stop the giants, while you unleash natural disasters upon humanity!"

The Elf King was hot-tempered and could not wait any longer, so he immediately issued a divine decree.

"Another war is about to break out?" The God of Fortune was really reluctant. If he could, he would never let himself be caught up in the battlefield, especially since this time he might be facing off against the Sun God's camp.

For hundreds of years, he had felt a lingering unease about the dreamlike angel holding the book, a feeling he had never experienced even when facing the ancient gods!

"What exactly is He?!" The God of Fortune walked out of his palace helplessly. Under the protection of the Elf King, there were some things that were necessary.

He used up his luck to avoid encountering that "monster" again.

"Huh?" Truman, far away in the Giants' Kingdom, suddenly had a strange feeling and muttered, "It seems like something is interfering with me."

"Is it that mercury snake?" Soon, Truman found that familiar feeling in his memory.

"He is the servant of the Elf King!" Truman narrowed his eyes, feeling increasingly uneasy.

"Buzz!"

The information from the Sage's Robe flashed on his body; the prophecy had been activated.

Truman closed his eyes and sank into the prophecy.

A bolt of lightning tore through the darkness, and Truman saw it: a human city-state, and outside the city-state was a giant tsunami hundreds of meters high!

The wind and thunder roared, the giant waves rolled, and the whole world trembled!

The entire city-state was too small and vulnerable to the giant waves.

"The elves are going to attack humans?!" Truman suddenly snapped out of his reverie.

"The elves want to lay everything out in the open and put it on the table." Truman realized almost instantly what the elves were going to do.

"In that case, all the ancient gods may have to get moving."

"Decisive enough..." Truman secretly praised. This was probably not the Elf King's idea. He was known for his bad temper, and perhaps he would prefer to fight the ancient sun god.

"Queen of Calamities, Goshinam!"

(End of this chapter)