Lava flew out continuously from the ground across the entire Divine Realm, destroying everything, and flames kept consuming the vitality spurred by the Divine Power.

With the blessing of the Fire Virtue Dragon, the temperature of his Dragon Flame has now leaped ahead of most high-level dragon species in this world, matching even those of the Legendary Ancient Dragons.

“Evil Dragon, how dare you offend the True God’s might!”

The Minotaur God, clutching a Giant Scythe, widened his eyes and pushed the Fertile Divine Realm’s power to its limits. Pillars of green light transformed into towering ancient trees, rooting deep underground, then turned into giant treants rising from the ground.

Massive in stature, they shook the earth with every step, green glimmers morphing into scythes and flails in their hands, suppressing the blazing fire wherever they went.

The flails and scythes, accompanied by a piercing sound as they cut through the air, struck the dragon’s body. Common farm tools, their edges teemed with sharp serrated teeth, which spun into chainsaws when swung.

Bang—

The dragon’s tail, like a Siege Hammer, split a treant in half.

Their menacing weapons, upon striking the Giant Dragon’s Scale Armor, failed to leave even a scratch, exploding into flames instead.

These seemingly terrifying weapons were utterly ineffective against the dragon; within merely a few moments, dozens of powerful treants were swept away. The treants were sturdy, but not harder than the giant dragon, their Recovery Ability strong, but no match for the Dragon Flame.

Comprehensively restrained by Attributes, their defeat was swift.

“Damn Blasphemer!”

The Recently Awakened Ancient God felt furious, his anger almost becoming tangible.

In the Mythical Era, what did mere dragons count for?

If it weren’t for just awakening and the fall of his former divine body, the current power was less than a tenth of what it used to be; though the body “borrowed” was of a fellow high-level Caster, proficient in spells, it nearly lacked Close Combat Ability—a vast disappointment knowing his past mastery of close combat.

Moreover, this Dragon Beast’s Flame Domain expertise was exceptional, and its Attributes were effective against him, making this True God feel incapable of opposing.

The Giant Dragon raised its head loftily, looking down on its opponent.

Unlike the Minotaur God, the dragon felt completely at ease in this battle.

Moreover, he had many cards up his sleeve; the intensity of this battle, aided by his immense Spiritual Power and the True Dragon Bloodline flowing within, could go on for hours without costing much his energy.

Using himself as the Keystones to leverage the forces of the world, many attacks seemed grand yet consumed minimal energy. It was the confrontation with the god’s domain that took most of his effort.

The Giant Dragon’s contempt fueled the Ancient God’s anger more, raising the scythe like a Scepter, striking it heavily against the ground.

Vast Divine Power poured forth like wood thrown into a furnace, infusing into this Divine Realm.

His mindset hadn’t adjusted; as an aristocrat of the True Gods, after countless years of slumber, reigniting the Divine Fire, reclaiming the Divine Throne, how could he tolerate challenges from such mundane things?

The Green Divine Realm’s power surged instantly, rapidly breaking the balance Losa had crafted with his imposing presence.

The Flame Spirit he could summon scattered, the treant remnants ablaze soon found mostly extinguished, green sprouted from within, reviving and growing stronger.

“Looks like it’s time to get serious.”

Losa frowned, having held back until now; such adversaries were no lethal threat, but excellent sparring partners. He could distinctly feel his affinity and control over the Flame Spirit rapidly growing during the ongoing battle.

Such improvements seemed more like returning to where he originally belonged.

On the other hand, the entity remained a long-existing Ancient God, incredibly resilient; it was difficult to kill him even if giving all, better to slowly exhaust his power.

But clearly, a war of attrition is untenable now.

With the opening of the Divine Realm, the Flame Spirit’s numbers dwindled sharply, if he continued, and the Flame Spirit was emptied, spell casting would be solely on him, impossible to outlast the opponent.

Boom—

A Cross Sword glowing in red-black light, accompanied by fierce Dragon Flame, shot from the Giant Dragon’s mouth.

The Brutal Dragon Core on the sword’s hilt flickered with dazzling red light, its Volcanic Divinity entirely under Losa’s control, fully unleashed.

Even the system-made item, promised never to wear, couldn’t withstand the Dragon Flame’s high temperature, emitting a sharp scream of burdens, the glowing sword seemed ready to melt into iron at any moment.

In-flight.

Bang—

A heartbeat sounded like war drums.

In the flames, the Cross Sword seemed to melt away, transforming instantly into a giant dragon’s head formed entirely of pure fire. Its body was composed of Dragon Breath, and that Brutal Dragon Core pulsed within it like a heart, seemingly bestowing life onto the spell that Losa had created.

The Fire Dragon roared as it charged at the Minotaur God, igniting Treants into blazing torches even before they were near, burning through and snapping in half anything blocking its path to Apis.

A hint of undisguisable solemnity appeared on the Minotaur God’s face. To dragons, even those ancient dragons wielding divine powers or other magical powers, Dragon Breath remains the most threatening attack method.

From the Minotaur God’s perspective, this mighty dragon had already entered the domain of ancient dragons. Despite its spiteful words, it dared not underestimate the dragon.

The power of the Natural Divine Realm was swiftly invoked, concentrating in front of it. Massive ancient trees emerged, forming a shield wall, and with each impact from the Fire Dragon, they emitted agonized cries under the strain.

Billowing black smoke rose into the sky.

Even the two spectators separated by a mirrored surface couldn’t help but reveal expressions of shock.

“Master Shemir, with such a level of Dragon Flame, can that god Apis truly withstand it?”

Shemir frowned deeply, watching the scene of the dragon continuing to spew Dragon Flame endlessly, as his spiritual power quickly calculated the intensity of the battle within the divine realm.

A moment later, Shemir exhaled lightly: “Though this dragon’s Dragon Flame is stronger than most ancient dragons I’ve seen, the god Apis is not easy to deal with either. This is his swan song, burning with life.”

As the black smoke gradually dissipated.

Apis’s robust Minotaur God form re-emerged, shielded by a layer upon layer of forest barriers. The middle section had been burnt through, leaving a large hole, yet his form remained unharmed.

“Out of tricks, Evil Dragon!”

The excitement flashed in the Minotaur God’s eyes—a strong Evil Dragon; it’s both a crisis and an opportunity.

He was uncertain why he seemed to be among the first of the ancient gods to awaken; the former principal gods should leverage this fertile domain to grasp the initiative.

The Fertile Domain, originally the realm of the Nine Pillar Gods, was under Osiris’s control, holding the potential to become a principal god. After Osiris was murdered by Set, Osiris became the Netherworld King, and the fertile domain he once controlled was split into Apis’s bovine form.

During the Mythical Era, he was sometimes seen as Osiris’s incarnation or subordinate. Now, his revival was evidently earlier than Osiris’s, with the opportunity to change everything, replace Osiris as one of the true Nine Pillar Gods, and possibly even replace the Sun God (Ammon) to become the one supreme god.

This required demonstrating his power before that governor so that those mortals would know that worshiping him could bring not just harvests but also protection against enemies’ swords and foreign enemy dragons!

Explosions echoed across the heavens and the earth, and both sides’ cavalry that had retreated far away turned ashen-faced, realizing even the minstrels’ most lavish expressions would struggle to depict this battle; was it on par with the legendary Blazing Angels’ battle against Satan?

Scalding Dragon Blood flowed out from the damaged sections of Losa’s Scale Armor, igniting instantly on contact with air, resembling flowing flames.

In comparison to his enormous form, the injury was pitiably small; his Defense was incredibly strong, combining and enhancing the innate toughness of the Earth Dragon’s Cast Iron Body talent with the Thorny Body effect, aligning his Defense with that of the elite Six-Star Heavy Iron Guards.

Losa did not lack protective capability.

What he lacked, instead, was attack capability.

This was why he hesitated when facing the twin Dragon Qi in this record world.

Killing two high-level dragon species from this world might not be as impactful overall, but the destructiveness would be substantially higher.

The True Dragon Body gifted him a huge treasure trove, akin to how Furin gained the Sea of Blood from the native vampire. However, he didn’t possess any “Flame Magic Specialization” to utilize; he had to feel his way through himself.

“Blasphemer, I’ve seen your scene receiving divine punishment in the Netherworld.”

The wrathful ancient god emerged from the flames, burning fiercely, slowly stepping forth.

The giant scythe seemed ethereal, tearing fiercely at Losa.

The scythe reaps both crops and souls.

Were it a typical giant dragon, even an ancient dragon, it might succumb to such an attack.

Yet Losa’s soul, enhanced vastly by increased spiritual power, was more resilient than ever.

Added to the “Immortal Dragon Soul” earned from killing the Dragon Descendant and “Immortal Soul” from defeating the Ghost Dragon, his spiritual resistance equaled his physical Defense.

“This technique again…”

Losa watched it unfold, a bit speechless.

Yet it was understandable, considering his unreasonably strong Defense that initially only had high Physical Resistance, but with Dragon Qi protection, his Magic Resistance was also raised.

Given that reality couldn’t breach his Defense, using spiritual level attacks was expected.

It’s just that their chosen method all shared too much similarity.

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