Starting with the defeated female knight

The tiny humanoid figure kept twisting and turning, dodging the bombardment of limbs while continuously unleashing slashes, dismembering His body bit by bit.

The poisonous clouds in the sky grew even denser, and a torrential downpour of corrosive rain fell like a torrential downpour.

And it's not just rain.

As the wounds on his body multiplied and the poisonous blood flowed, the entire environment in which the Thousand-Legged God resided changed.

Poisonous insects began to gather and spread, venom began to appear out of thin air, and even the ground beneath their feet was soaked in poisonous blood, turning into a vast and terrifying swamp with barely enough room to stand. Even small beasts that merely passed by were instantly corroded into a pool of blood without even stepping into it.

After the expansion of the domain, the concept of toxins manifested itself as if in a concrete form, causing everything around to slowly transform.

This is the erosion of territory, and also the inherent authority of the gods.

Strangely, the black-gold humanoid figure at the very center of the skill, which could transform everything and even frustrate the top-tier monsters in the capital, seemed completely unaffected.

Even the poisonous rain from the sky, after falling and approaching her, transformed into ordinary, even healing, golden raindrops.

But it's not really that surprising.

After all, if He can act as the embodiment of a concept to guide the power of poison to modify reality, then there is no reason why He cannot use His own will to guide the power of miracles to oppose it.

Of course, this is something she couldn't do before.

But after experiencing those three trials, facing beauty, pain, and the struggle between self and reality, she truly understood.

Cecilia is a genius.

Although it may not be very noticeable in normal times, that's because she reached her limit a long time ago.

His physical body had reached the pinnacle of mortal existence, his holy power was so abundant and refined that it rivaled that of a bishop, and his combat skills and martial arts were beyond improvement. Even his weapons and equipment were among the most legendary and top-tier in the church.

When she met Green, she had already reached the end of her road; otherwise, she wouldn't have placed her hopes for changing the church on Edith.

But now, after being baptized and reborn by Green, through those trials, she grasped something, and punched a hole in the ceiling of the mortal world she had reached, revealing a much wider world.

Is that the realm of God?

No, that's a possibility for humans.

With another slash, the massive body finally broke apart, ignited by the golden holy flames, and shattered into two pieces.

But the venomous domain encroached again, extinguishing the golden flames. The venomous insects that had spread out quickly pieced themselves together, healing their bodies anew, and even mutating to become even stronger.

Beyond comprehension, it possesses near-infinite regenerative abilities that remain unaffected even after escaping the gray fog.

A certain top-tier numerical monster with a problem in his brain failed because of this.

but......

"This isn't right."

Even the High Nun frowned as she watched the monster regenerate through the eyes of the blue butterfly.

"It's true that dark tides can give birth to monsters with powerful regenerative abilities and they themselves possess abundant vitality, but they will never have this characteristic."

As the being who holds the power of healing and life, He does have some understanding of this aspect.

In fact, if it were just ordinary gray mist, even if it had condensed into a core, it would have been cut into eight pieces long ago by that idiot.

After all, let alone the physical body, that thing had shattered the core of the Thousand-Legged God at least twenty times. Even if she, with her concepts of healing and life, were to go there, she would suffer severe damage, let alone the concept of poison.

But the God of a Thousand Feet is still being rebuilt.

Even after escaping the demonic mist, even after being killed dozens of times, even now still being burned by the holy flames.

He is constantly, almost eternally, reorganizing.

Sensing something was wrong, the elder nun gently fluttered the wings of the blue butterfly and looked at the idiot who was running back.

What did you feel?

"I do not know."

The man shook his head.

"I just feel that we have to kill that thing before it revives, otherwise it will be a lot of trouble."

"If it didn't work out, I was prepared to turn back into my original form and explode with it, until I saw that tentacle and I roughly realized that I was probably waiting for you."

"But you want me to explain... that's too much trouble, I can't do it."

He paused, a puzzled look on his face.

"After all, as you know, for us, the human way of thinking is still... a bit too difficult and bizarre."

That's the truth. He didn't really know what he was doing, why he suddenly rushed out, why he suddenly had to deliver it, or why a turning point suddenly appeared.

After all, He truly couldn't understand humans, nor did He know what He was doing.

But all he knew was that he had to get there and, preferably, destroy it completely before it took shape.

Even if there were no one else around, he would have to do it, regardless of the cost.

but......

They don't know, but some people do.

With Cecilia's repeated attacks, and with the Thousand-Legged God's constant regeneration, the world continued to unfold.

The tentacles inside his body spread further and further, penetrating deeper and deeper into his core.

Then, I sensed something.

To delve into, to entangle, to explore, to analyze.

Although he couldn't fully understand those things, even from just a glimpse, Green realized what they were.

At the same time, I also understood why this thing is so crazy and powerful.

One sentence summary.

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[Was this originally a base vehicle?]

The Thousand-Legged God is not a base vehicle, but rather something that was modified and mutated to have similar functions after being invaded by the Gray Fog.

But that doesn't mean Green was wrong from the start. In fact, even if this thing hadn't been disturbed during its awakening, it would still have attacked Dawn City's defenses.

The difference is that a fully developed version of Him will likely be mining and building as He progresses, making it much more difficult to fight. Even if He is killed, those buildings and technologies will still exist and continue to pose a threat to the mountains and the empire.

But the biggest problem isn't whether the base is a base or not.

The biggest problem is that if the opposing team can transform the Centaur God into a base vehicle, it at least means that they possess the technology to build a base.

Moreover, there is a high probability that at least one 'large base' exists.

This is not good news.

This looks more complicated than I expected...

But regardless of whether the Thousand-Legged God is a base vehicle or not, and what the situation is on the other side.

There's only one thing Green and Cecilia need to do right now.

Destroy Him

The will is conveyed.

The greatsword was swung out.

A more ferocious strike than ever before was unleashed, using the wounds accumulated from before to cleave Him in two from head to toe.

The holy flames engulfed everything, while the tentacles at the core exerted a slight force, forcibly suppressing the expansion of His domain.

but......

Burning under the holy flames and corroded by the tentacles, after countless deaths, the enormous body finally ceased to regenerate.

Then, the shrinking process began.

Cecilia thought it was over and breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to sheathe her sword, she suddenly realized something was wrong.

Wait, this feeling...

puff.

The enormous bodies merged again, becoming entangled once more.

But this time, instead of reviving, it withered rapidly.

A moment later, accompanied by the sound of flesh and blood breaking, a small hand emerged from the withered divine body.

It wasn't a monster's limbs, but a human hand.

Then, accompanied by tearing and twisting sounds, a tiny figure crawled out from the corpse of the god.

The upper body has a human-like structure, while being covered with countless limbs and armor.

As for the lower body, it resembles the body of a centipede, the god of a thousand legs, wriggling and crawling.

After emerging, He pierced the armor of the Thousand-Legged God with His hand, and slowly pulled it out, revealing a spear in His hand that looked like it was formed from the limbs of an insect.

Then, after drawing his weapon, he slowly raised his head and looked at the female knight in front of him with an expressionless face and eyes.

The sense of danger suddenly rose to its maximum, even surpassing the threat posed by the Thousand-Legged God.

The figure vanished instantly, transforming into a concept at a speed exceeding anyone's comprehension.

Even the nobles watching the battle didn't see clearly how the petite figure disappeared, or how she suddenly appeared behind Cecilia, her spear instantly pressed against the back of her head.

After that, they made no further progress.

Snapped.

A tentacle slowly emerged from the ground and rested on the arm holding the spear.

Then came the second, the third, the fourth...

It was as if hell had opened its gaping maw, as if fear had become reality.

The ground beneath Cecilia's feet slowly opened its mouth, extending countless twisting and writhing tongues that coiled around the petite figure.

I've been waiting for you for a long time.

A flicker of fear appeared in his eyes as he tried to struggle, only to find that he had already lost control of his body.

After all, it wasn't just the tentacles on the outside; His body was now also controlled by the spreading tentacles.

Perhaps those tentacles can't control Him for the time being, but they are enough to render Him unable to move for a short period of time.

For Green, that was enough.

Don't worry, it won't hurt much.

I was originally planning to eat them all, but now that I've shrunk so much, it seems like I'll have less work to do.

In despair, unable to even cry out for help or wail, the petite figure was dragged into a fleshy hell filled with countless writhing tentacles.

The giant mouth slowly closed, the ground returned to normal, and even the traces of the battle were erased.

If the god's corpse hadn't been lying there, and if the ground around it hadn't been covered with traces of the battle, perhaps others would have truly believed it was all just an illusion.

But there were no hallucinations.

After everything was over, I looked at the smooth ground.

Strangely enough, there was no cheering after the victory was confirmed.

Only patches of silence and stillness slowly dissipated in the air.

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PS: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone

Book 1: Chapter 61: Green's Underlying Logic

The battle ended after Grimm swallowed the incarnation of the Thousand-Legged God.

But the end of the battle does not mean the end of everything.