"God-level powers, and multiple powers at that, very good." Luo Sheng smiled. God-level powers, which are powers with a mass greater than 3, have created a huge gap and a quantitative change compared to basic powers.

A god-level heroic spirit can only inherit a portion of the original body's power, not all of it. Therefore, it can be concluded that even if Quetzalcoatl's original body is not as powerful as a god-king who wields at least one great power, it is not far behind, making him a top-tier chief god.

Quetzal's face was full of gentle smiles, but he spoke the most violent words: "Young god, are you stopping me to have a conversation? If so, fighting can help us understand each other."

She could tell that this god was very strong, but also very young, excessively young, which she found incredible. Was this a newly born god?

“If you want a fight, I don’t mind.” Luo Sheng smiled. “But first, take a look at this planet beneath your feet. Are you familiar with it?”

Quetzal paused in confusion, looking down. Wasn't she familiar with Earth? Her expression changed, her brows furrowing slightly. Then, upon seeing the black area in the Japanese region, her expression shifted again.

"So that's how it is. I've arrived in another world that's the same yet different. There's no Valhalla, no Inner Sea, no Magic Foundation. It's a modern 21st century, but it also has such a vibrant and youthful planetary source. And... the mystery hasn't faded at all; on the contrary, it's spreading extremely rapidly."

"It even has some vague connection with human history, but it has nothing to do with pan-human history. It is a near-future world where the age of gods reappears."

"Because this unknown connection will cause some things from pan-human history to be siphoned into this independent world, causing some disasters."

"And I was also caught up in the process of being sucked into the planet," Quetzal said excitedly.

She originally went to check on Tiamat after discovering she was missing, but before she could react, she was swept into another dimension. When she finally broke free, she found herself in outer space.

She thought she had been transferred away by Tiamat's unknown ability.

I never expected to arrive in a near-future world where the Age of Gods has been reborn. This is amazing!

With the resurgence of the Age of Gods, new gods will inevitably be born. In the near future, she will also enjoy her favorite entertainment activities, such as wrestling, boxing, fighting, and fighting games like Street Fighter.

Los Saint nodded and praised, "As expected of the chief god worshipped by the Aztec civilization, he understood the general idea at a glance."

The chief god of a civilization is indeed different from Ishtar, the guardian god of a regional city-state; his vision is several levels higher.

"So, young god, are you planning to stop me from landing on the ground?" Quetzal said with a smile, his lips stretching out as he spoke, looking like he was looking forward to battle.

"Looks like you're really looking forward to the fight?" Luo Sheng narrowed his eyes, his pupils instantly turning golden. "But let's make a pact before we fight."

“Okay,” Quetzal said with a smile.

“If you lose, you will become my subordinate, that is, a subordinate god. If I lose, I will become your subordinate god. How about it?” Luo Sheng said with a smile.

Although Quetzal is an easy-going and benevolent god, she is also an unrestrained and free god, and a proud and civilized chief god. She may help you, but she may not necessarily listen to you.

As for losing? That's impossible.

"A young god like you actually wants to subdue me, your big sister? Hehehe, you're so cute." Quetzal wasn't angry at all; instead, she laughed heartily, her fingers even scratching her cheek involuntarily. "I accept this bet."

"However, don't underestimate me just because I'm only a Heroic Spirit now. You'll suffer a great loss if you do."

She smiled as she looked at the young god before her, whose expression was calm and who seemed to have absolute confidence in his own power. As a god whose existence had lasted for countless years, she regarded him as just a little brother.

Judging from the fact that the will he released has not been tempered by the passage of time, he was probably born less than a hundred years ago.

Even if the other party actually defeats her, she will be happy and will not mind being the other party's subordinate god for thousands of years.

“As your senior, I’ll let you have a chance.” Quetzal clenched her fists with a smile on her face: “Come on, let’s understand each other through battle, and feel each other’s will and emotions in the fight.”

"Really?" Los Saint smiled as he looked at Quetzalcoatl, who was already in a fighting stance.

"of course."

"Alright then." Luo Sheng smiled, and in an instant, boundless divine power erupted from his body. The power of the seven elements surged forth, and the seven-colored light dyed this atmosphere with color.

Although each of the seven elemental powers is less than two units of mass, when combined, they amount to more than a dozen units of mass.

Although a single power must have a mass exceeding 10 to trigger a qualitative change, the seven elemental powers can produce countless effects with each other, making them extremely terrifying natural composite powers.

"The Great Source of Planets?" Quetzal was shocked. Such terrifying power erupted in an instant? This was already comparable to a god-level deity. Although she was weaker than during the Age of Gods, she wasn't much weaker.

"Hehe... I look like I'm in for some bad luck, big sister." Quetzal chuckled dryly, then gave a carefree smile, her eyes full of fighting spirit. A good, satisfying battle was her pursuit, even if it meant being beaten on one side.

The figure in her sight vanished the next moment. Before she could react, a sharp pain shot through her abdomen, and terrifying energy exploded in front of her. Her vision receded rapidly, and a trail of flame formed behind her as she rubbed against the atmosphere.

Whoosh—

"So fast! It even has the power of space!" Quetzal realized. The power of space is extremely rare in the major pantheons. Possessing this power means being free from the limitations of a single spacetime and being able to travel to various timelines throughout human history to a certain extent.

She survived the attack unharmed; neither kind people nor gods could harm her, provided that her own powers could withstand it.

"drink!"

boom!

Quetzal unleashed his magic, his entire body seemingly bursting into flames, his eyes turning crimson, his hair transforming into burning flames, and he reflexively kicked behind him.

Los Saint appeared right behind her, but the kick that could shatter a mountain passed by him as if it were a mirage.

“Unfortunately, my control over space is beyond your imagination. Unless you possess powers like time and destiny, no one can stand against me.” Los Saint instantly closed in on Quetzal and kicked her mercilessly in the abdomen.

boom!

Quetzal hurtled toward the Earth's surface like a meteorite, traveling at an incredibly high speed, much faster than a typical meteorite impact.

"Hahaha, that's amazing! Big sister couldn't even touch the hem of your clothes." Quetzal laughed heartily. Although she was a little annoyed at being passively beaten, the feeling of encountering a strong opponent made her even happier.

The voice rang in her ears.

Even if you touch me, you still cannot harm me in any way; nothing can harm me.

"Is that so? Heh—" Quetzal looked at the young god so close to him and instantly used his fighting skills, locking Los Saint's hands and neck with his arms, clamping his waist with his legs, and locking his legs with his ankles: "It's very dangerous to get so close during a battle without any precautions."

"Even spatial powers are doomed to defeat if someone gets close and interrupts their continuous activation."

"Now I'll show you how to fight freely, just like I do!"

After saying that, Quetzal's hands, elbows, forehead, knees, feet, legs, and any part of her body seemed to become a weapon, and every touch would unleash terrifying destructive power. She herself became a ruthless destructive machine.

Boom! Bang! Crash! Crack!

Los Saint looked at Quetzalcoatl, who was restraining his limbs and attacking him like a storm, and the corners of his mouth slightly turned up.

In his own mystical realm, how could he, as the source, possibly be harmed by the power of the mystical side?

"Have you had enough, Quetzalcoatl? How about trying out your Noble Phantasm? See if it can harm me? Oh, I forgot, your mana is almost depleted."

"It's unbelievable that my powers, my magic, and even my direct attacks can't harm you."

Quetzal stopped attacking, her eyes filled with astonishment. Her opponent did not possess the same 'power of good' as her, but she couldn't understand this power of invulnerability. No, she couldn't even tell whether a certain power was being used.

“Then! You lost.” Los Saint gripped Quetzal’s arm, instantly turning to look at the ground that was almost upon them.

The place where it crashed was the Sahara Desert, with a vast sea of ​​yellow sand stretching below.

"Ah!"

Los Saint ruthlessly hurled Quetzal into the desert.

Its falling speed, which was already faster than that of a normal meteorite, increased even further.

call out--

boom--

A fiery meteor struck the sea of ​​sand in an instant, and the impact caused sand waves tens of meters high to rise within a ten-kilometer radius, spreading in all directions. The bottom layer of the sand sea was breached, and even the passage of the underground river was shattered.

A massive meteorite crater, more than ten kilometers in diameter, has appeared in the sea of ​​sand. At its center, an underground river has sprung up, forming a lake tens of meters deep at the bottom of the crater.

Luo Sheng hovered expressionlessly above the crater, watching the attack he had just made. It was just an ordinary throw without any divine power, but he had used all his strength.

He wasn't worried that Quetzal would die from this attack, or even that Quetzal would be seriously injured, at most suffering some minor injuries. A god-level heroic spirit capable of using 100% of his powers was much stronger than he had imagined.

Glug glug—

Bubbles began to rise from the center of the newly formed lake in the crater, as if the water was boiling, and a humanoid figure floated out lying flat.

Quetzal's clothes were not torn at this time. Of course, even if they were torn, she would use magic to reassemble them. However, the scars on her skin and the bruises on her forehead did not disappear because she no longer had the magic to repair the damage to her heroic spirit body.

"Wow, that's impressive. Big sister was beaten so badly she couldn't fight back." Quetzal looked at Los Saint, who was suspended in mid-air, her cheeks slightly flushed. Being beaten had given her a bit of energy, but unfortunately, it wasn't an evenly matched battle.

Even if her magic power were overflowing, she might not be able to harm the other party, because she couldn't understand it. The fact that she couldn't understand it proved that the other party's power was above her own, which meant that the other party was, unsurprisingly, a god-king.

"What about the promise?" Los Saint hovered in front of her.

"Relax, relax, big sister won't go back on her word. From now on, big sister will be your subordinate god. It's truly rare to see such a young god-king." Quetzal stretched out her hand: "I still don't know what the young god-king's name is. Also, big sister is currently without magic and has no strength. She needs a little divine power."

“Los Saint, the master of this planet, the creator of order, the order of heaven, the law of heaven.” Instead of shaking her hand, Los Saint grabbed her by the collar and lifted her up.

Quetzal wasn't surprised; instead, he laughed warmly, "Oh, how enthusiastic! The desires of a young god are so high, can't wait to do something to your older sister?"

The master of the planet, the order of heaven, the principles of heaven—in other words, is a completely new pantheon rising? How wonderful! It's unlike any other pantheon existing in human history!

"Don't get me wrong, it's just easier to carry it this way." After saying that, Los Saint threw Quetzal onto the lakeside, where Quetzal rolled twice before stopping.

"You really have the spirit of a fighter, not caring at all that I am also a gentle goddess." Quetzal stood up and dusted off the sand on his body. He had no magic left and could not cleanse himself.

Fortunately, her divine core was of the highest level, so her heroic spirit body wouldn't collapse without magic power.

“Gentle? I didn’t see it at all.” Los Saint said calmly. To be fair, Quetzal’s looks and figure were top-notch among goddesses, but… this outfit was really not to his liking.

Quetzal didn't care at all about the gentle inquiry: "Big sister, should I call you God-King, Lord of Heavenly Principle, or Lord Los Saint now?"

Luo Sheng said, "It's just a form of address. Even if you call me respectfully, I'll still find it annoying if you look down on me. On the contrary, if you respect me, I'll feel good no matter how you address me."

"How adorable, young God-King." Quetzal's cheeks flushed slightly; she hadn't encountered a god so to her liking in a long time.

With a thought, Los Saint transmitted a large amount of information to Quetzal's mind and granted her access to the 'World Tree'.

With the inexhaustible natural energy from the 'World Tree', Quetzalcoatl will soon be able to reshape his divine body and ascend back to godhood.

In the Type-Moon universe, an existence with a physical body would certainly not be able to ascend, but in this world, the causal connection between her and her physical body is severed, making her a completely new individual.

"Oh my god... So amazing! So amazing! So amazing! A continuous surge of natural energy is coming!" Quetzal exclaimed as he felt the elemental power gushing out from his parched body.

So that's how it is. The young God-King needs my help. Although this planet is in the stage of the resurgence of the divine era, it also siphons things from other worlds and timelines, leading to numerous crises.

He even created such a gentle cultivation method for humankind; he was truly a gentle god-king.

With a thought, the surrounding space blurred instantly, and he reappeared at his original location, Tokyo Bay.

"Eek..." Quetzal felt his feet sink and quickly flew up. Looking down, he saw a patch of black mud with countless Rahmu pupae inside.

The sudden appearance of Quetzalcoatl and Los Santos drew everyone's attention, especially Ereshkigal, whose eyes widened in surprise.

"Huh? Aren't you Quetzalcoatl? You've fallen over here too!"

Quetzal looked over quickly, his expression surprised: "Ereshkigal? And your sister Ishtar, so you're here too. I was wondering why you and Tiamat disappeared so suddenly."

Looking at the other two unfamiliar gods, she learned about the general situation of their pantheons in the information Luo Sheng had given her.

His pantheon is still in its early stages, consisting of an incarnation of the World Tree, the wielder of the planet's source, currently a top-tier main god, and a main god of the water element.

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