The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 1128 - 139: Did King Arthur Get Betrayed Early? (8k Burst Update)

Chapter 1128: Chapter 139: Did King Arthur Get Betrayed Early? (8k Burst Update)

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"Trying to escape? Stay!"

At this moment, understanding his opponent’s intention, Thor decisively raised the Thunder God’s Hammer, ready to launch another attack to smash through the wall composed of countless light patterns.

But upon holding Mjolnir, the hammerhead was not enveloped by the familiar thunder, but by a swirling curse mist—a thunderbolt cleaving through the mist. Instantly, Ireland’s oak forest collided with Asgard’s purple cedar, the shock waves spreading in all directions.

As the overwhelmed void shattered, from the fissure, an enormous cauldron filled with strange broth suddenly tipped over.

The boiling chaotic potion poured into the Ireland Sea, causing the seawater to churn violently, as sea beasts whose forms and divinity had greatly enhanced leapt out of the sea, launching a frenzied assault on the Warner Divine Race’s fleet. They knew no fatigue, felt no pain, and did not fear death, even when blasted apart, they could still wriggle their remaining body halves to continue attacking the Warner Divine Race’s warriors;

Pale green mist drifted over the sea, spreading across the brutal battlefield. For a moment, flesh pulsed, bones blossomed, and a birch forest grew from the blood-stained earth:

Some of their leaves burned with intense flames, scorching all life within reach;

Some roots twisted like snake pythons, strangling any intruding life forms;

Some dripped liquid starlight, summoning stone and earth magic puppets from deep within the earth’s veins...

Is this the "Endless Cauldron" that nurtures and manipulates life?

"Even the Beast God Cornus of the Fourth Throne has arrived..."

Luo En murmured to himself, the Fiery Flame Demon Sword in his hand transforming into a golden band of light, soaring into the sky, evaporating the green mist suffused with Cornus’s life and curse divine power, and then charged towards the Chalk City on the horizon.

Rumble!

Thunder filled the sky, howling winds gathered low-hanging dark clouds, whipping up fierce gales, and neither the earth, void, nor life could stop the advance of light and flame.

At the same time, on the pure white throne atop the tall tower, Morgan abruptly opened her eyes, golden-green flames violently flickered in her gaze, silver teeth biting through her cherry lips, hands clasping an empty space before her chest:

"End it here, finish it here—for the end, for absolute defense!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Beneath surging light and flame, thirteen crystal towers collapsed almost instantaneously. Subsequently, the luminous outer walls of the Chalk City also began to shatter.

But after this brief delay, Morgan’s goal had been achieved.

"Cut through its surface, reconstruct its reality—the Holy Spear, weigh anchor!"

With a solemn proclamation, the thirteen light spears that completed their mission completely disintegrated into golden streams of light returning to the void, and Ireland seemed to have a chunk gouged out by some invisible force.

The residual Danu gods, Celtic warriors, and Divine Blood heroes within the domain all vanished into a realm of light.

——Vanguard Spear, End of the Tower.

——It is the Storm Anchor that tears the sky and connects the earth; it is the Light Wedge that stands within the world, supporting the continuation of the Celtic God Era;

——The Needle and Thread that "Cut" and "Sew" the world, this is truly the essence of the Holy Spear Rengomiad.

Luo En thoughtfully gazed at the sliver of light disappearing into the shattered void, then tossed the Fiery Flame Demon Sword back into the Magic Circle Diagram.

"They actually managed to escape."

Odin stepped over, frowning, dissatisfied with the current result.

In contrast, Luo En remained calm as ever:

"It’s alright, in this battle, one Divine King of the Danu Divine Race lost an arm, one was injured, and another fell, with their overall military casualties approaching seventy percent, all four Sky Islands were completely destroyed, and their divine foundation in Ireland was severed completely. Even if they survive, they certainly won’t be our opponents."

No matter how careless the Danu Divine Race was, they had stood firm during the Celtic God Era through numerous Great Invasions.

Attempting to consume them in one fell swoop was somewhat unrealistic.

Odin also realized this, calming down, he asked:

"Then what do we do next?"

"Order the army to quickly clean up the battlefield and prepare to move on to England. If I’m not mistaken, these remaining troops should gather there for a last desperate resistance."

Luo En replied solemnly, his gaze sweeping over the nearly blood-red Ireland Sea, gazing distantly towards the south of Britain.

That was where he arrived on this land, and it would become the end of everything.

Undoubtedly, his student was waiting for him at this very moment.

Ultimately, a battle between master and disciple was inevitable.

Luo En shook his head, feeling a twinge of emotion.

Just at that moment, victorious Midgard soldiers marched past him, escorting a group of Druids.

Though Morgan’s Holy Spear had the power to cut through space and reconstruct the world, the cost was immense, and she could only take key deities, heroes, and warriors from the stalemated battlefield.

In haste, the low-value Druids and Celtic warriors from Alster Royal City naturally became captives of the Nordic side.

However, among these haggard prisoners, Luo En unexpectedly saw a familiar figure.

——It was none other than Princess Grainne, who had made a PY deal with him.

Even such an intense divine war couldn’t take you, your fate truly is tenacious.

Luo En couldn’t help but feel a sense of respect, waving to stop the convoy of prisoners, pointing at Grainne, and asked the nearby officer:

"Judging by her attire, she seems to have some status. Who does she claim to be?"

"Sir, she claims to be Finaville, daughter of Queen Maeve."

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