The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 1126 - 138: You Are the Challenger!

Is this the challenger?

Nuada slowly raised his hand, the Authority of the Military God solidified into mercury, coalescing in his palm into a Holy Sword seemingly composed of light—Klauzola.

This is one of the four great treasures of the Danu Divine Race, transformed from his [Military God] Authority, meaning [Light Sword], [Flame Sword], [Unbeaten Sword]. The bearer of this sword can achieve continuous victories on the battlefield, never facing defeat.

Furthermore, there is a Holy Sword transformed from his [War God] Authority—Flagrak, also known as [Reverse Light Sword] or [Sword of the Slashing War God].

The two are originally paired, used together, they are almost unbeatable on the battlefield.

However, due to the accidental loss of the [Stone of Destiny], one of the four treasures, in his hands, it caused public outrage. Nuada had to calm the disgruntled voices and ensure his position on the First Throne, thereby keeping the [Light Sword] for himself, and gifting the [Reverse Light Sword] to the Second Throne—Sea God Manano for use.

As a result, the division of the two swords naturally weakened their power.

Yet on this land of Ireland, against a group of rootless outside enemies, it is enough!

Nuada looked up at the opponent approaching with the [Fiery Flame Demon Sword], proudly wielding the [Light Sword] infused with the Authority of the Military God. The mercury-colored blade stirred the cold tide of the Ireland Sea a thousandfold, the scorched earth where it swept blooming with ancestor spirit battle markings engraved by frost flowers.

Military God? War God?

Let me calculate: Ares, Aphrodite, Athena, Artemis, Apollo, Tyr, Freya, Thor, Odin... Those with such titles, I seem to have beaten many.

So, you are the challenger!

Luo En sneered, shattering the rock layers engraved and frozen by frost flowers underfoot, the Demon Sword Leavatin carried the eternal calamity fire of the Nordic God Era, slicing down, pouring magma like falling stars, scorching the sky with cracks predicting the twilight of the gods.

"Boom!"

Silver brilliance collided with red flame in an instant, shockwaves swept across the virtual shadows of the Divine Realms projected by the two Divine Eras on the battlefield, stirring up terrifying tumult.

—The Great Chasm spewed out pre-creation chaos black fog; the foundation of the Nine Great Kingdoms began madly growing thorns and blades under the invasion of silver light; World Tree Yggdrasil shook violently, leaves falling. At the top of the canopy, what hung was not fruit, but amber pendulums solidified with destruction intent—they toll with every booming sound, inscribing deeper prophecies on the ruins of the Nordic God Era.

—The armor engraved with the Spring God’s blessing was shattered by the intense flame light, silver blood flowing from the wounds spilled onto the ground, the scorched earth spawning vast birch forests; four Sky Islands swayed back and forth amidst the aftermath, patches of light patterns flickered; the core representative of immortality, the Silver Branch Holy Tree, had its crown torn by powerful divine power, the trunk burning violently in the calamity fire. As if dragging all of Ireland into Purgatory.

Seeing the additional wounds on his body, and merely a pushed back opponent, Nuada was greatly enraged.

Actually wounded this king? Damn outsider!

Again!

Nuada’s sword-wielding arm was drenched in the night’s dew, countless spirit veins intertwined with deer antlers emerged from the silver armor’s seams, each sword light carrying lost prayer chants of the Danu Divine Race—that was the life rhythm sung by forgotten tribes for millennia around bonfires.

Luo En was not polite, the Incarnation of [The Primordial One] rose behind him, forming golden flames that covered the sky, the lava underfoot split into a thousand fire snakes devouring Celtic silver brilliance and green shadows, purple eyes reflecting the blazing virtual shadow of the Danu Holy Tree.

Holy Sword and Magic Blade continually clashed, entangled flames and silver brilliance stirred up an intense magic storm, dragging everything around into the fractured void.

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Above the sky, thousands of lights fiercely collided.

Heluo transformed into a Holy Wolf towering a thousand meters, its giant maw biting through the magic barrier of Sky Island, swallowing the starlight and sunlight within the Celtic Divine Realm; Valkyries passed through a breach in the line, forming formations to assault into Sky Island;

Heimdall’s Galal Horn clashed with the Sky Island War Drum, sonic waves infused with Divinity condensed into fearsome whirlpools visible to the naked eye. The Asa Divine Race had already spread across various Sky Islands via the Rainbow Bridge’s projection.

"Rather die in battle than return in glory!"

Odin grasped the Eternal Spear, glared wide his singular eye, wielding Divine Authority, roared out to open the light-shaped door of Heroic Spirit Hall.

Each fallen Heroic Spirit Warrior was awakened anew, raising Sword and Shield. But before launching an attack, they were penetrated by tens of thousands of golden light bands, suspended above the Sky Island, the solar halo transformed into a golden figure, Sun God Lugh raised the Light Spear, encapsulating these glittering golden dust into it, divine nature subsequently surged.

In the sea domain, the seawater roiled violently.

Yemengarde suddenly rushed out of the surface, lunging with the original stance of the Midgard Serpent towards Sea God Manano and other Danu Gods, thousands of unprepared sea beasts and warships became its feast, Warner Divine King Niord seized the chance, received the Victory Sword—secret treasure of the Warner Divine Race—from daughter Freya, leading the clansmen fervently charging, further disrupting the enemy formation.

However, the surging seawater at this moment transformed into mercury, each Viking warship attempting to advance suddenly sprouted and grew tender buds of the Silver Branch Holy Tree. Frey and Freya, helm in hand, watching Celtic emerald patterns crawl onto the ship’s surface and into the flesh of each Warner kin, immediately wielded antlers and Light Blade, striking at the invading branches. Amidst clashes, each crack in the Celtic Silver Branch Holy Tree seeped metal solution mixed with two kinds of divine blood—these liquid metals automatically condensed into Light Blades inscribed with both Rune and Ogan script, piercing back toward surrounding Warner warriors, causing a series of shipwrecks and casualties.

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