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After becoming a demigod, she mastered countless curse abilities, all of which became extremely powerful.

As Theresa's curse descended, Rex aged considerably, and the aura of his attacks instantly weakened.

Theresa's curse not only affected Rex, but also the artificial gods around her who were about to launch an attack, causing the artificial gods to pause at this moment.

At this critical moment, Eileen decisively slashed herself with her sword.

Life is equal for everyone!

As she slashed at herself, Eileen also unleashed this terrifying ability.

Because of Theresa's actions, Rex and all the artificial gods reacted a beat too late, while Amelia led the two of them to the middle of the artificial gods in an instant, leaving everyone with no time to create enough distance.

Therefore, by the time everyone recovered, Eileen had already severely injured herself with her sword strike. Her body split open on the spot, and countless fine sword energies raged within her body, turning her into a blood-soaked figure in an instant.

This situation, as the power of life equality was unleashed, was directly applied to Rex and many artificial gods.

"Ah ah ah..."

Amidst numerous screams, Rex and many other artificial gods were severely injured, their bodies shattered beyond recognition, and they immediately fell into a state of extreme weakness.

Of course, Eileen was also very weak, and even with the ability to revitalize blood, she could not recover in a short time.

She even wondered if it would be better to just end her own life and rely on the resurrection of the dead to recover directly.

Of course, Amelia couldn't bear to see Irene die, even if she could be resurrected.

"The Curse of Scars!"

Theresa conveniently used the Curse of Scars at this moment, a terrible curse that could render any injury irreversible.

Intense pain lingered over Rex and the many artificial gods, but their strength was ultimately formidable, and even in their severely injured state, they could still make a move.

The artificial god of ice and fire unleashed various ice and fire abilities while enduring the pain.

Ice storms, fire tornadoes, frost attacks, roaring fire...

Various abilities emerged, instantly turning Beard City into a world of extremes of ice and fire. Countless residents of Beard City looked up at the massive battle scene, all of them filled with horror.

"Ugh..."

One after another, artificial Thors roared, uniting to form a sky full of thunderclouds. Rumbling thunder raged across the sky, bringing a destructive aura.

The artificial god of shadow, enduring the pain, once again concealed himself in the shadows and quietly approached.

The artificial sea gods quickly cast various illusions, trying to briefly influence Amelia and the others' judgment, hoping to take this opportunity to eliminate them in one fell swoop, so that even if they were seriously injured, it wouldn't matter.

The remaining four artificial bards condensed wind into bows, then transformed it into arrows, gathering power for a powerful attack.

In that instant, Amelia and the others found themselves in extremely dangerous danger.

Eileen was already severely injured, and Theresa was clearly unable to withstand so many attacks.

But Amelia wasn't worried about such an attack.

"Want to hit me? Then try it."

Amelia's magnificent wings fluttered, causing her to vanish in a dazzling rainbow of light, while Eileen and Theresa were also carried away by her.

At the same time, attacks from numerous artificial gods bombarded the area, blasting open the sky and creating a continuous rumbling sound.

This was a terrifying battle, akin to a natural disaster. Once it broke out, countless people in Beard City trembled in fear, too afraid to show their faces.

They simply couldn't imagine what level of battle this was; it had surpassed all their previous understanding. Even the strongest beings they had ever seen were destined to be fragile and powerless in such a battle.

"What level are they exactly? I've been to the Empire and witnessed battles between Holy Apostles, but none of them were this terrifying."

In a tavern, an old man trembled.

Of course, it's not surprising that he felt scared as the earth kept rumbling and shaking.

Everyone else in the tavern knew the old man; they knew he loved to travel, had been to many countries, and was very knowledgeable. They were all astonished to hear this.

"Stronger than the Holy Apostles?"

"Wind Saint, Sword Saint, and Heavenly Saint are all titled Saints, so it's not surprising that they are stronger than Saint Apostles, right?"

"But what about the others? Are they all titled saints?"

"Steve, what do you think?"

As they talked, everyone in the tavern turned their attention to the knowledgeable old man, Steve.

Steve's aged eyes gleamed with a strange light: "They are all very strong, far beyond the level of a Holy Apostle, and I think they even surpass the level of a Titled Saint. I can't judge the specifics, but I feel that they are simply gods."

These words caused a stir among those around them.

No one expected that the well-informed Steve would make such a judgment.

Can a battle taking place high in the sky really be this terrifying?

High in the sky.

Amelia soared through the wind, leaving dazzling patterns in the sky behind her brilliant flight trails. The attacks that exploded around her seemed more like fireworks adorning her.

As the severely injured Eileen was being pulled along in the air, she was also rapidly recovering.

As Teresa was being pulled along, she continuously cast curses, primarily targeting the artificial sea gods to prevent their illusions from affecting Amelia.

As long as there is no illusion, Amelia can move freely around without anyone being able to do anything to her.

With the help of divine power, Amelia possesses the most extreme speed in the world.

Chapter 519 Amelia, Demigod

The situation suddenly became somewhat deadlocked.

But it's hard to say who benefits from this stalemate.

This is not good for the artificial gods, as they are all severely injured and have been cursed by Theresa with an incurable injury. The situation will only worsen if this drags on.

However, this was also not good for Amelia and the others, because there were too many attacks from the artificial gods. Even if Amelia had unparalleled speed, she might not be able to avoid them all, and Theresa might not be able to hold off the artificial sea gods for long.

If Theresa fails to hold off the artificial sea gods and allows them to use illusions to affect Amelia, then Amelia might not be able to evade the attacks of the other artificial gods, and the situation she faces will become extremely difficult.

Who will give up first?

Nobody knew this; to them, it seemed like a gamble.

Eileen, who was slowly recovering from her injuries, witnessed all of this.

'well……'

Eileen sighed softly to herself.

She possessed the strongest combat intuition in the entire arena, and naturally, she could clearly see what the current situation was like.

This stalemate was not what she wanted to see, as it meant that Amelia might fail, and the consequences of that failure would be very troublesome.

She can't let this happen.

She couldn't allow anything to happen to Amelia, whom she cared about.

So, let's rewrite everything ourselves.

Eileen raised her hand and gently touched her forehead with her finger.

Instantly, a sword aura shot out from her fingertips, piercing directly into her brow, and then shooting out from the back of her head.

"Eileen?"

Amelia immediately stopped and stared wide-eyed at Eileen.

Theresa paused, looking at Eileen.

Before they could express their feelings any further, a golden-red light, like flames, burst forth from Eileen's delicate body, enveloping her entirely.

Bathed in golden-red light, Eileen, who had just died, was resurrected immediately and returned in her prime.

“Eileen…”

“Lia!” Eileen’s red eyes shone brightly as she looked at Amelia and said, “Don’t worry about me, let’s work together to change the current situation.”

Upon seeing this, Amelia swallowed back many of her words.

She knew that Eileen chose to die and be resurrected for her sake, and that Eileen's actions were the right thing to do. Under such circumstances, how could she say that she was worried about Eileen's death?

Even if that death was temporary and Eileen could be resurrected, Amelia felt her heart stop beating for a moment just now.

That's something that can really make you feel suffocated.

Fortunately, Eileen reappeared alive and well, and that was the only thing that could put Amelia's mind at ease.

"Let's get started!"

Eileen immediately swung the War God Sword in her hand.

As she moved, countless sword energies appeared, raging across the sky and colliding with the attacks of the many artificial gods.

Trisa snapped out of her daze and quickly unleashed various curses and death abilities to assist Eileen in the battle.

Amelia was responsible for carrying the two of them in flight, ensuring that none of the attacks from the numerous artificial gods could harm them.

The situation is starting to improve.

Such a scene captivated countless people in the city of Pied.

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In a tavern.

A bartender suddenly spoke up, "I've noticed that many of them possess dozens of different abilities. Even a titled saint shouldn't be able to use so many abilities, right?"

"That is indeed a bit too much."

"I've calculated that from a prospective apostle to a titled saint, there should be a total of nine abilities that can be obtained. Nine is the limit; no one can exceed that number."

“But everyone who fought up there, except for the shameful Pope Rex who hid and dared not show his face and Amelia who only flew, used more than nine abilities.”

"Aren't they titled saints?"

"What else could it be but a titled sainthood? Could it be a god?"

They talked amongst themselves, their emotions growing increasingly intense.

They all understood that they were witnessing an unprecedented battle, witnessing the birth of a historical miracle, and their hearts were burning with excitement, their expressions filled with fervor.