At the same time, my wife is myself.

"Arrogant guy!"

Mekal sneered, "I'll teach you a lesson you won't be so arrogant!"

The two gods clashed fiercely, and the center of the battlefield seemed to transform into a chaotic vortex. Dazzling light intertwined in the air, and the collision of thunder and divine power erupted with deafening roars. The chaotic magic swept around like a storm, staining the world with a suffocating sense of oppression.

Erica stood at a distance, feeling as if her body was being pulled by an invisible force, making it difficult to even breathe.

Her gaze was fixed on the dazzling yet dangerous light, and her ears were filled with the deep rumble of colliding magic. At this moment, she felt as if she were piloting a fragile little boat, floating on a turbulent deep sea.

Beneath the surface of the sea, it seemed as if countless enormous sea monsters lurked, ready to unleash towering waves at any moment and swallow her whole.

Her heart pounded like a drum, and her palms were already soaked with cold sweat. Even as a Grand Knight, she could only feel a deep sense of powerlessness and fear in the face of this battle that surpassed the limits of human endurance.

Each burst of energy made her feel one step closer to death, yet she kept her eyes fixed on the battlefield, not daring to relax for a moment—because she knew that the outcome of this battle would determine the fate of Sardinia and many more people.

"Your Highness Athena."

Erica forced back her fear and asked, "Aren't you going to help Lady Qianyuan?"

"No rush, he can handle it."

Athena observed the battlefield. "He hasn't fully unleashed this power yet. He's looking forward to this battle. Don't worry about him. Even if he can't win, he can escape."

With the soul space available and the reversal technique to repair her body, Qian Yuan is unlikely to die unless she is instantly killed.

Under Qianyuan's guidance, the three began to move away from Sardinia, allowing Athena to better suppress the waves and storms and protect this fragile island.

In this world, Athena has multiple identities. Besides being a descendant of Tiamat, the exalted Earth Mother Goddess, and the victorious and wise Athena, she is also Athena's mother, Metis, the first generation of goddess of wisdom and ocean goddess. She also possesses the power to control the sea, but not as much as Mecca's control over the ocean.

Both of the disobedient gods realized that Qianyuan was intentionally moving away from the island. Veleslana didn't care about such things, but Mekal controlled the power of the sea, and the deeper he went into the sea, the more advantageous it would be for him, so he was even less likely to oppose it.

"Your strength truly exceeds my expectations."

A thin layer of frost had settled on Vereslana's brow and hair, yet his eyes remained as sharp as knives.

Qian Yuan was now going all out, with the three Herrscher powers of lightning, fire, and ice intertwining around him, forming a world-destroying storm. Even when fighting two opponents, he still steadily suppressed the two disobedient gods, his attacks so fierce they were suffocating.

“Truly astonishing destructive power,” Veleslana murmured in admiration, a hint of barely concealed delight flashing in his eyes. “Such pure evil power is the perfect nourishment for this authority.”

He suddenly raised his hands high, and his voice resounded like a great bell across the sky: "For victory, come quickly to me! Immortal sun, grant me a radiant steed! Spiritual steed with divine hooves, bring me the halo that symbolizes your lord!"

This is one of his ten incarnations—the summons of the white horse. As the ancient Persian god of war, Veleslana was once the guardian of Mithra, the god of light. Mithra is the embodiment of the sun, therefore Veleslana also has a deep connection with the sun.

The white horse is a symbol of this shared heritage.

Because he was not the true sun god, the sun god's powers were exempt from this force. Marquis Voban once transformed into Apollo's sacred beast and easily swallowed the fiery white horse.

In addition, the object of this power must be the evil person who causes suffering to the people; the more heinous the evil of the target, the stronger the power of the white horse.

That's why when Veleslana sensed the extremely destructive Honkai energy within Chien's body, he was filled with joy. This power would undoubtedly amplify the strength of his White Horse, enough to completely incinerate the enemy before him.

As his chant ended, the sky was suddenly torn apart by dazzling light, and a magnificent steed, shining like the sun, pierced the heavens and descended from the sky, carrying endless flames.

The intense light turned the entire battlefield golden, as if even the air was burning. Wherever the white horse passed, the sea evaporated and the sky was swallowed by flames, as if the end of the world had arrived.

"God of War, do you intend to kill me as well?"

Mekal was shocked by the power of the white horse. He had fought Vereslana before, and the white horse was far more powerful than it was this time.

His expression was strange: "You, a kind man who wanted to protect that island, have done more evil deeds than I have. You really can't judge a book by its cover."

Qianyuan had anticipated this. Since everyone is Qianyuan, they naturally share the sins. For example, Raiden Mei and Raiden Movie. Mei was also a victim of the collapse of Changkong City, but as the Herrscher of Thunder, it was impossible for her to be completely untainted by karma. Inazuma was so corrupt, and Raiden Movie had an even greater responsibility.

If we include the Herrscher Gem within her, there is also one-sixth of Sirin's sins. Anna, because she had made preparations in advance, was spared from causing harm to the public.

"Boy, I won't save you!" Mekal laughed, his voice tinged with mockery.

At this moment, he was surrounded by the boundless sea, which was his most proficient battlefield. As a god who controlled the ocean, his power could be unleashed to its fullest extent here.

A fiery white horse descended from the sky, like a falling sun, carrying destructive power straight toward Qianyuan.

Without hesitation, Mekal waved his hands, and a hundred-meter-high wave instantly rose from the ground, rushing towards the white horse like a roaring beast.

His target was not only the fiery steed, but also Qianyuan, who stood between the two—he wanted to make this arrogant boy suffer from attacks from both sides at the same time.

Qianyuan's figure was caught between the white horse and the giant wave, as if she would be torn apart by this destructive force at any moment.

"boom--!"

The scorching flames collided violently with the icy seawater, causing a large amount of seawater to evaporate instantly under the high temperature, forming a dense mist.

However, the white horse's power far exceeded Mekal's expectations. Almost instantly, it broke through the giant waves and headed straight for Mekal.

Mekal's pupils contracted, and his expression changed drastically: "Where did that brat run off to? I absolutely refuse to believe he would die without a fight! To make me face this power head-on, how cunning! How treacherous!"

Before his roar could even finish, the blazing white horse had completely engulfed him. The dazzling light and scorching flames swallowed his figure whole, leaving only the roar of the burning flames and the hiss of the evaporating seawater in the air.

"Oh?"

Vereslana was also quite surprised. Even he hadn't expected that Qianyuan could escape Baima's lock. However, he was going to fight Mekal anyway, and severely injuring Mekal at this moment could be considered as achieving his goal.

"As expected, this victory still belongs to me." Vereslana's voice carried a hint of pride and satisfaction, as if everything was under his control.

He stood in the center of the battlefield, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings. The fiery white horses and the rising steam created a magnificent scene, and his figure stood out exceptionally tall in this chaos.

"I still can't find a chance to be defeated." He muttered to himself, his tone revealing the loneliness of a master.

As an invincible military genius, he had long been accustomed to the taste of victory, but each victory also made him feel a sense of emptiness—after all, the end of invincibility is loneliness.

Just as he was about to reap Mekal's head, a spiral sword shot out, striking the heavily wounded Mekal with remarkable accuracy. The spiral sword then exploded with tremendous force, instantly returning the already severely injured rebel god to mythology.

That's the direction of Sardinia.

Vereslana narrowed his eyes, already seeing the figure rushing towards him at breakneck speed. "This power seems to originate from the Celts. How did he come from the direction of Sardinia? Is this also one of his abilities?"

Qianyuan used the teleportation of the soul space to go directly to Athena's side, thus avoiding Bai Ma's attack.

Just now, he used the copied class card, used the power of Archer, projected the pseudo-Spiral Sword, and took Megal's head.

However, after use, the copy of this class card was damaged due to overload. Now, Qianyuan is wearing another copy, wielding a scarlet magic spear, and the aura emanating from her is somewhat familiar to Vereslana.

"The smell of the sun is like that of a demigod."

Vereslana sensed the impending death, as if something had locked him in place.

A golden sword appeared in his hand. He had previously discovered that Qianyuan was neither a disobedient god nor a god-slayer, and that she did not use any power at all. This golden sword, which could sever divinity and seal power, was now useless.

But now, he sensed the presence of divinity.

As a war god and a god of victory, his knowledge was extremely vast, and he saw through the source of Qian Yuan's power in the blink of an eye:

"Could it be that famous hero, the fierce hound of Kuran? The Son of Light, Cú Chulainn?"

He chanted incantations rapidly, attempting to seal the power that could bring him death, but in the end, Chiyuki was faster, unleashing Cú Chulainn's Noble Phantasm:

"I'll take your heart!"

"The spear that pierces the death thorns!"

The crimson magic spear lunged at Veleslana's heart. He had no choice but to slash at the magic spear with his unfinished golden sword. It was a magic spear that was destined to hit, its fate of piercing the heart already sealed the moment it was released.

To his astonishment, the golden sword actually deflected the trajectory of the demonic spear slightly, instead piercing his shoulder instead.

Blood streamed down his left shoulder, but Vereslana's eyes burned with fervor: "Destiny is on my side! I am the strongest, and I hold all victory in my hands."

But when he looked at Qian Yuan, he secretly thought something was wrong.

At this moment, Qianyuan had completely changed her appearance, holding a dazzling golden holy sword, with powerful magic gathered on the blade.

Cú Chulainn is unlucky (E-rank), and even his Noble Phantasm went astray in the anime. Chiyana never intended to win with this; it was just a bait to trick him into using his skills!

The true key to victory lies in the crystallization of people's thoughts within the planet, creating Excalibur, one of the ultimate divine weapons of the "strongest fantasy"!

A torrent of magic surged forth from the holy sword, engulfing Veleslana:

"Excalibur!!!!!"

Qianyuan was certain of his victory. After killing Mekal, he could sense a force pulling at his soul, which surged after the light of Excalibur engulfed Veleslana.

It was only because he had attained the soul of the Third Law that he was able to resist this pulling force.

Qianyuan knew that this was the operation of a secret ritual to kill gods, which was meant to transform him into a god-slayer.

He once again traveled through the soul space to Athena's side, lay on her lap, enjoying the goddess's lap pillow, and his soul left his body to go to the underworld.

Erica was somewhat worried when she saw Chiyori lying down.

"Is His Highness Qianyuan seriously injured?"

Athena's eyes were somewhat strange: "You should know this. This is the operation of the secret ritual for killing gods. He killed the disobedient gods and became a god-killer."

"The seventh god-slayer on this land."

"The seventh god-slayer?"

Erica was stunned. "You mean he's human, not a god of disobedience? And before this, wasn't he a god-slayer?"

Seeing Athena nod slightly, Erica's worldview began to waver.

Is it really possible for someone in this world to directly kill two disobedient gods before becoming a god-slayer? That's simply impossible, isn't it?

When this news gets out, the whole world will be shaken.

Qianyuan was unaware of Erica's sentiments. He had already succumbed to the allure of the Mystic Artifact and arrived in the Netherworld, where he met the young yet alluring goddess, Pandora.

There were originally no god-slayers in this world.

In ancient times, the rebellious gods who broke free from mythology ravaged the land. Even if a brave and lucky person overcame the fear of the rebellious gods and performed three or four miracles, using divine artifacts to fight against the rebellious gods and kill them, they would soon die due to the rebellious gods' counterattack and the cost of using the divine artifacts.

After Epimetheus and Pandora descended, they lamented the tragic and inescapable fate of mankind. Epimetheus went through countless hardships to find the "Ring of Usurpation" and developed a secret ritual for killing gods based on it. This ritual could resurrect those who killed gods as god-killers, granting them magical power and physical bodies that matched those of gods, as well as divine authority.

From then on, humanity gained the power to fight against the disobedient gods.

This is why god-slayers are called the children of fools; they were born because of Epimetheus the Fool, essentially his and Pandora's "children".

"Oh dear, it's a new baby."

Appearing before Qianyuan was a young girl, dressed in a white dress, with a slender and petite figure.

Despite being flat, she possesses an extremely alluring charm that makes one want to savor her.

Pandora patted Qianyuan's head, her tone amazed, "Are you really human? From your soul to your power, you are far stronger than humans, yet you are not a god of disobedience. Could you be a powerful being born from a parallel world?"

She was somewhat surprised, but not entirely unexpected. The Godkiller worldview was based on the existence of various parallel worlds, and the powers of some gods allowed them to travel between different worlds and even to the past and future.

Her voice was sweet and clear, and although her body was still young, her smile was alluring and beautiful: "What a strong child."

It's a little girl's mom, yay!

Especially in the world of Godslayer, the myths are all fabricated. These elves gain power through role-playing rather than actually experiencing the events in the myths.

Not to mention that Pandora was Epimetheus's wife, even the famous Greek goddess of beauty, Pandora, was a virgin, and Zeus, the great stallion, was a virgin.

Pandora is a virgin wife, a loli, and a stepmother—a type that simply cannot exist in real life.

Qianyuan nuzzled against Pandora's tablet, and the rich scent of wisteria blossoms was wonderful.

"You smell so good."

Pandora stroked Qianyuan's head with her soft, white hands: "What a naughty child. I am your mother, but this is also quite good. Your older brothers and sisters are not willing to be close to their mother at all. Except for killing gods to gain power, they will never come to visit their mother. Don't be so heartless."

She tugged at Qianyuan's cheek: "Call me 'Mommy' so I can hear it."

Qian Yuan simply couldn't bring himself to say it. Even he wasn't that thick-skinned. Besides, although Pandora was flat-chested, she was too erotic. He had some thoughts about her, so he couldn't bring himself to say it.

"I reject!"

He lay on Pandora's smooth, slender thighs. Pandora didn't care about his rejection. Although she tried very hard, no god-slayer had ever called her "mother." They were all born kings, so it was normal that they couldn't bring themselves to do it.

“You woke up a little too early; I haven’t instilled any power in you yet.”

A cool, icy hand covered Qian Yuan's forehead, and the figures of Mekal and Vereslana appeared in this space.

Pandora's voice was sweet: "God King, and God of War, please entrust your blessings and your curses to this child."

Veleslana laughed: "What a delightful battle! Take my God of War's power, fully master Veleslana's Ten Phases Power, and go and seize even more victories!"

Mekal's voice was rough: "Although you are a cunning boy, I acknowledge your strength. To be able to fight against two disobedient gods and achieve final victory, I really look forward to seeing how far you can grow in the future. It's a pity that you will eventually die by the blade of the Last King."

The figures of the two disobedient gods dissipated, and their power flowed into Qian Yuan's body. Since it was the first time she had killed a god, the god-slayer's constitution also flowed in along with the ritual.

Qianyuan gained a great deal because he discovered that he could clearly see the location of the two powers in his soul, as well as the appearance of these powers.

Godslayers usually don't know what powers they've acquired and can only learn by instinct during battle, but Chiyuki can see them directly!

Is this what makes the soul that has achieved the Third Law so special?

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