The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 1127 - 138: You Are the Challenger! _2

And amidst the Druids’ chant, the Sea God Manannan slightly raised his hand and summoned his pride, the "Reverse Light Sword".

—The blade curved like a reversed crescent, with an edge made of meteorite-quenched dark silver etched with Celtic spiral patterns. Whenever the spine faced a light source, the patterns shimmered with a bronze-colored halo, like a bound polar night flowing through the metal. The hilt was wrapped in raven-skin tanned black leather, and the amber at the end encased three stars rotating in reverse. The guard twisted into the shape of thorns entwined around the sun, and when the blade pierced the light, the thorn patterns seeped the dusk blood solidified during the Divine War—this weapon of light slayer always existed in a paradoxical form: the sharpest part precisely the shadow fault that devours its own reflection.

As one of the four great treasures of the Danu Divine Race, the War God’s Power materialized, issuing a victorious strike!

The earth below, blood and fire fiercely clashed.

Finn lifted the Rainbow Spear in his hand, Cu Chulainn posed for a throw, Fergus summoned winds and thunderbolt, Queen Maeve created countless artificial soldiers, the Red Branch Knights and Fiona Battle Group let out beast-like growls and charged to death...

Sigurd raised the Magic Sword in his grasp, Xili awakened the blood of Time-Space within, Beowulf entered a berserk state, Celebrian chanted the elf’s secret spell, as forces from elves, humans, and dwarves stormed Alster Royal City, ready to extinguish the Celts’ final resistance...

Within the fractured void, gold flames and silver glow ended a new round of clash, each dragging their scarred bodies back.

Luo En and Nuada steadied themselves, looking into the distance at each other, both hands gripping their sword hilts, raising the Holy Blade and Magic Sword high above heads, simultaneously shouting:

"Twilight Disaster—Leavateinn!"

"Radiance Thus Far—Klauzola!"

And almost simultaneously, the sea and sky echoed with mortal vows:

"The golden guarantee of victory—Caliburn!

"The thing that strikes after coming forth—Flagrak!"

"Five-Star Bombardment—Brionac!"

"Great Divine Declaration—Gungnir!"

The six contending Divine Kings on the battlefield simultaneously launched their strongest blow, ushering in the climax for this grandiose Divine War.

Now!

Meanwhile, in the cabin, the Norn Three Goddesses, hand-in-hand in triangular formation, abruptly opened their eyes, golden Divine Blood soaking the final corner of the sandbox on the table, weaving a Trinity in the Three-Branch Rune of fate’s divine law, the everlasting mist on the battlefield condensed into countless invisible threads of fate, enclosing all of Ireland, ensnaring every Danu God present into the music of Nordic destiny.

Where fate’s divine law spreads, the battlefield begins to devour and transform itself: the golden bricks of the Immortal Palace projection melt into Celtic bone patterns, Tara Royal City’s emerald walls seep with World Tree resin; Niflheim’s frost covers the oaken forests of Ireland, and frost flowers of Fimbulwinter bloom at the tree roots. Even the battling gods undergo mutations—on Heimdall’s Golden Horn surface appears the Danu Divine Race’s warhorse totem, while a swirl of Lun Rune rotates in the right eye pupils of the three Danu God Kings.

In a moment, a strong sense of constraint surged within the hearts of the Danu Gods, causing their faces to change dramatically.

Damn, it’s the Destiny Divine Power!

Even if gods possess powers surpassing the limits of life and death, they still cannot escape the hold of fate.

However, fortunately, these foreigners came across the sea, having no foundation in the Celtic God Era; the God of Destiny they worship theoretically cannot completely take over the Heavenly Destiny of the Celtic God Era.

As the rulers of Ireland, they are not powerless to resist.

Almost simultaneously, the three Danu God Kings wielded their Divine Authority, calling upon the spirit and will of the land beneath, preparing to rid the interference of Nordic Norn Three Goddesses, ready to reorganize and fight.

Yet, just as their divinity was about to connect with Ireland’s own Heavenly Destiny, a wave full of ominousness, curse, and betrayal suddenly erupted in Alster Royal City.

In the square, the altar, where the Danu Gods had descended, suddenly collapsed, severing the connection between the three Danu God Kings and the land beneath in an instant.

"Puh!"

Under severe backlash, Nuada, Manannan, and Lugh simultaneously spat out a mouthful of Golden Blood, their divinity greatly diminished, with the crowns formed from their Authority now shattered.

And at this moment, the long-prepared three Nordic God Kings seized the opportunity to show their fangs.

The next moment, the light of the Eternal Spear shredded the golden sun across the sky, piercing through the core of the four Sky Islands;

The blade of the Sword of Victory cut through the rolling waves, stabbing into the heart of the Sea God Manannan;

The fiery flame demon sword’s catastrophic fire extinguished the mercury-colored holy light, slicing through the right arm of the military god Nuada...

In a blink, the outcome was already decided.

The four Sky Islands disintegrated, transforming into countless gravel of various sizes falling from the sky, with the temples and cities on the islands serving as the divine foundation of the Danu gods perishing in the violent explosion flames.

The sea god Manannan clutched his chest, which had been blown open, fell backward, his body merged with the sea, his godliness turned into foam, attempting to reunite using the power of the Ireland Sea, but under the interference from the Warner Divine King Njord and the devouring by the World Serpent Jormangard, his reaction gradually weakened;

Meanwhile, the leader, the military god Nuada, clutched his bloody severed arm, watching the alien demon walking towards him, burning his fallen right hand to ashes and completely shattering his proud [Unbeaten Sword]...

Defeated, utterly defeated!

This group of outsiders, upon entering the Celtic God Era, meticulously planned every step, weaving an inevitable defeat fate cage for the Danu Divine Race.

From the moment of stepping onto the battlefield, his and the Danu Divine Race’s ending was already destined.

So, is this the [Great Catastrophe] foretold in the prophecy?

Everything truly fulfilled as they claimed.

Nuada recalled the warning from Avalon not long ago, feeling extremely remorseful.

Due to the consecutive divine wars and great invasions, not only ordinary Danu Deities but even the Three Goddesses of Destiny from the Danu Divine Race also faced setbacks, requiring the Rebirth Secret Ceremony to repair their divinity.

To become the [Eternal King] on the Sky Island, Nuada used the [Stone of Destiny] in his hands to first awaken the elder of the Three Goddesses of Destiny, Macha, demanding that the Three Goddesses of Destiny henceforth become vassals of the [First Throne], swearing eternal allegiance to him.

Macha chose to agree, even promising that once her other two sisters awakened, they would all marry him.

Nuada believed it true and handed the [Stone of Destiny] to Macha for safekeeping.

Unexpectedly, this was just Macha’s deceit, and once the [Stone of Destiny] related to divine authority was in hand, she immediately fled the Sky Island, leaving Nuada feeling humiliated.

Thus, to retaliate and threaten, Nuada, through a farmer and king of Alster, countered the Fate Goddess, forcing her to give birth prematurely, falling into weakness.

However, this move not only failed to make Macha submit but also completely severed the relationship between both sides.

The elder of the Fate Goddesses resolutely severed all connections with Ireland and the Danu Divine Race, taking the two newborn [Divine Embryos], heading to Avalon Island.

From then on, the Three Goddesses of Destiny belonging to the Danu Divine Race became the Three Sisters of the Lake Fairy on Avalon Island, estranged from the Sky Island.

Due to past grievances, Nuada naturally distrusted the prophecy from Avalon Island, instead focusing mainly on guarding against the retaliation and reckoning of the three Lake Fairy sisters.

Unexpectedly, his smartness backfired.

While fully suppressing the three sisters Morgana, the Sky Island instead overlooked the real danger from beyond realms.

Watching the Thunder God’s Hammer roaring towards him, and the fiery flame demon sword’s flames coming from all directions, Nuada’s face was full of desolation and gloom, and the desperate Danu gods also showed hopeless expressions.

At the critical moment, thirteen light-shaped spears tore through the void, descending from the sky, transforming into crystal-like towers, using a unique authority to split the battlefield and the world, rejecting the thunder and flames outside.

"Healing all wounds, our homeland of all resentment, manifests here!"

The solemn declaration echoed in the sky, with the thirteen light spears as pillars, the Chalk soil as materials, the Holy City opened the door.

Within the domain, the worn-out Danu gods, Celtic warriors, Druid wizards, and a group of Blood Heroes all turned into golden light streams, collected into the Chalk Holy City and crystal towers.

Finally, they came.

Luo En muttered to himself, gazing at the strange scene before him.

Undoubtedly, the ones arriving at this moment to rescue the situation could only be his good student Morgan and the Celtic Three Goddesses of Destiny she represented.

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