Hyper-Dimensional Player-Chapter 540 - 95: Four Gods Felled in One Day! (Part 2)

Thud.

Seeing Duncan casually toss the grim head in front of the military formation, Prometheus’s entourage couldn’t help but display a look of shock.

It’s important to know that the Crocodile God’s chosen, among the many legendary heroes, was a top-notch existence. Ordinary legendary powerhouses barely lasted a few moves against him, yet Duncan beheaded him in his most adept domain, amidst the torrents of the Nepalt River.

A heavy blow to the morale.

In Prometheus’s army, even the exceptionally elite Golden Battle Group displayed expressions of shock, as if their fighting spirit had diminished. The influence of legendary heroes in this era was unimaginable, with the standard benchmark being King Leonidas among the 300 Spartans, soldiers led by legendary heroes often fought fearlessly to the death.

Invisible divine micro-light merged into Duncan’s body.

This human form was exiting the realm of mortals, gradually transforming into a divinity creature. Duncan had just killed not only a legendary hero but also the incarnation of the Crocodile God’s will that descended upon him. Even if just a shred of the Divine Spirit’s will falls, some divine essence is bound to be lost.

Thus the Divine Spirit dares not act recklessly, if today one incarnation is killed, tomorrow another, after a few instances you will become very weak.

One point of divinity value, an ordinary Divine Spirit takes about a hundred years to condense.

If multiple incarnations are cut down, hundreds or thousands of years of belief accumulation are wasted.

——"Exotic Weapon Grandmaster - Blade of Death (Combat Skills): Skills near perfection, reaching the realm of mastery. The Crocodile God possesses formidable combat skills, being among the most valiant warriors of the gods. When using other exotic weapons such as scimitars, battle blades, and elven curved blades, you can also possess combat techniques beyond master level."

The first breakthrough in master-level combat skills, but not Duncan’s very familiar military weapons.

However, that’s okay.

As long as he kills enough, they can integrate into the military weapon system, this human form’s strength although hasn’t surpassed the number one human form, one breakthrough in combat skill surpassed the limit.

Within the Dimension Space.

Looking at that dark golden mark, Duncan contemplated, "It seems grandmaster-level combat skill is already nearing the limit."

According to Dungeons and Dragons, the warrior profession akin to Sword Saint, weapon proficiency reaching five stars, even when opposing the gods, won’t be inferior in terms of combat skills.

Further enhancement already belongs to the realm of concepts, not pure combat skills.

In terms of pure combat skills, this is the pinnacle of the world.

"What comes after?"

"Lord of War?"

"Like Chiyou or Xingtian?"

For now, Duncan isn’t sure, but among the gods he’s encountered, in terms of combat skills, they are generally between master and grandmaster-level, pure combat skill improvement reaches a point, encountering a bottleneck, compelled to seek other ways to enhance strength.

Sometimes constructing a Divine Artifact is far superior to painstakingly honing combat skills.

A commotion stirred in the enemy’s camp.

Duncan wasn’t in a hurry, just quietly watched them, neither challenging nor provoking, but instead began to wipe off the collapsed cracks on the ancestral battle axe, although it is almost a legendary level weapon, it still suffered significant damage, the world’s weaponry isn’t divided so intricately, broadly categorized into mortal, curiosities, legendary artifact, and divine artifact, powerful legendary artifacts possess the strength to confront divine artifacts head-on.

As for the high and low strength of divine artifacts, it’s hard to say, excluding those renowned in mythical legends, most divine artifacts are quite similar, being products infused with divinity and divine power.

There’s no obvious merit or inferiority. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

This is similar to firearms, a pistol can kill, a rifle can also kill, power isn’t the sole measurement standard.

In the hands of a Western cowboy, a pistol is more handy than a rifle.

"Life bar dropped by a third."

"What’s his last move? The Crocodile’s Death Dance?"

The wounds on Duncan’s body were gradually healing, Lady of Fury’s waters gently caressed his frame, tenderly washing away the bloodstains, revealing scars that were rapidly healing, the life bar slowly and gradually restored.

Across the river, cheers erupted from the barbarians, upon hearing Duncan’s words, they delighted in the spectacle, bellowing: "The next one! The next one!!"

They were exceptionally fond of solos.

If thrown into the Roman Empire, these barbarians would undoubtedly be a regular sight in the arena, possibly the champion gladiators would become their source of honor.

Prometheus’s face turned ashen, glancing around, everyone seemed to avoid his gaze.

Though the gods of the Golden Coast appeared united, when it came down to it, those who truly fought were the staunchest allies, this was not just an ordinary believer dying, but the divine favored of the gods, a legendary hero, the death of one was a heartache comparable to losing a personal disciple in the stories of deification.

Even though some Divine Spirits losing one or two might not matter, directly transforming into an Otherworld Divine Envoy, those smaller deities with limited followers face having no foundation in the real world if they die.

At this moment, from behind Prometheus, a handsome and tall figure emerged.

He gestured towards Prometheus, carrying a long spear, advancing towards Duncan in the distance, it was time to send in the heavy hitters.