The Twisted Corrupted War God wore pitch-black armor, with six different weapons materializing on its six arms at some unknown time. Its massive body seemed capable of crushing a tank with just one foot.
But that was not the most terrifying part; the most terrifying aspect was that this giant War God instantly attracted everyone’s attention on the battlefield.
“Anomaly detected in the Sea of Consciousness! All personnel, retreat into the Lantern Dream!”
On Cape’s side, the nuns and priests of the Lantern Dream immediately sensed that something was wrong and hurriedly abandoned their mental network infiltration of the An Zhu Gene Warriors on the battlefield, retreating into the Lantern Dream.
However, the Southern Border soldiers who had no means of entering the Lantern Dream stood there in a daze. These soldiers felt as though a gentle breeze had passed through their consciousness. Subsequently, some of them began to tremble uncontrollably, exhibiting fear, panic, and other emotions, while their bodies stiffened and they unconsciously began to retreat, even fleeing in chaos.
On An Zhu’s side, the impact was even greater. The followers of the War God Church knelt on the ground, reciting the War God’s glory, while most of the Gene Warriors began to lose coordination, experiencing hallucinations, and even started to go mad and slaughter their companions.
Compared to Cape, far more ordinary soldiers were fleeing, and most were mentally disturbed.
This deity, dripping with black mud, seemed to have conducted a consciousness test on everyone on the battlefield, deeming those with insufficient will unworthy to even gaze upon the divine.
Fortunately, due to their consciousness being within the sanctity of Kara, the Lars Knights were not greatly affected. However, even so, their voices in the sacred Kara were quite loud and chaotic.
“What on earth have those War God’s followers summoned?”
“By the Goddess, is this really a god?”
“Is this not just an evil god disguised as a War God?”
Though to showcase their majesty, similar gods sometimes appeared quite terrifying, they were nowhere near as fearsome as the current form.
In addition to the black mud on its body and armor, some unarmored parts of the War God were also eroded by the black mud, openly revealing bones beneath the flesh, making it hard to discern whether there was flesh or bone within the pitch-black armor that resembled sludge.
“Don’t panic, stay calm! The administrator of the Lantern Dream has sent a message: we will temporarily withdraw and assist the Lantern Dream control team to protect our companions!”
Myron’s voice echoed in the sacred Kara, and the Lars Knights began to recover from their shock, quickly starting their movements and repeatedly praying to the Goddess in their hearts.
Fortunately, due to a lack of mental fortitude, there weren’t many people falling into madness on Cape’s side; those affected were quickly restrained by their companions. Although the Cape army became somewhat chaotic upon witnessing this twisted deity, they managed to maintain their formation as they withdrew.
In contrast, An Zhu was not so fortunate.
The War God’s followers continuously prayed at the feet of this gigantic deity, reciting obscure and incomprehensible incantations.
“Great and brutal War God, we have finally summoned you to this world! Please unleash your divine power and help your faithful believers crush the enemies before us!”
A War God Church priest appeared extremely excited, his face flushed with fervor.
At this moment, the enormous War God, which had been slow to act, finally began to move. Its gaze from within the helmet did not look at the Cape army slowly retreating in the distance but focused its attention on An Zhu’s army.
Compared to Cape, An Zhu’s army was in greater disarray, with screams of madness rising and falling. Many were on the verge of a mental breakdown, especially those Gene Warriors, who seemed to go insane after a brief pause, immediately beginning to slaughter their surrounding ordinary companions.
The twisted deity seemed to crave these things—longing for chaos and disorder, yearning for despair and fear. The giant deity moved, taking a step forward.
Bang!
The overly fervent priest didn’t react in time and was crushed under the War God’s foot, still wearing an excited smile.
It seemed the War God did not hear this frenzied believer’s shouting and did not notice the chants of its followers. It simply advanced like an unstoppable force towards chaos and disorder.
When the War God’s foot was raised again, the priest had completely vanished and was reduced to a pile of “compressed files.”
This action finally caused the War God’s followers to spiral into chaos. They continuously recited various titles of the War God, praying for the deity to notice them, but the massive and twisted deity paid no attention to its believers, seeming to be a colossal beast drawn to the movement of energy.
Meanwhile, among An Zhu’s army, those high-level Mages could not help but retreat upon seeing this gigantic deity.
It had descended; the divine being had truly descended to the mortal realm.
Was this truly the War God? Was this not a twisted evil god?
Some high-level Mages could even sense that this twisted evil god had not only a turbulent flow of magic power but also many intense and complex emotions.
“Do not show fear!”
From the high-level Mage camp, an elderly Mage loudly shouted, “This evil god feeds on human consciousness and emotions; an excess of fear and despair will attract it!”
Of course, ordinary soldiers could not hear this advice, and even if they did, they would be unable to control their emotions.
This elderly Mage was only imparting this wisdom to his accompanying high-level profession companions.
For these high-level professionals, a few coins meant little; selling their lives was out of the question. In fact, some high-level professionals fled the scene with incredible speed.
These professionals valued mundane wealth and status, but if their lives were lost, what was there to discuss?
Some professionals vaguely understood what was happening, but those who dared to stand up were either unwilling to leave the high towers’ biological pods or were engaged in fighting pollution in the Sea of Consciousness or researching how to clear the Black Fog in the Cape laboratories.
On the other hand, An Zhu’s professionals would flee faster than anyone when true danger approached.
As the enormous twisted deity moved toward An Zhu’s army, many abandoned their helmets and armor, desperately fleeing, but the more they panicked, it seemed the closer they got to the massive deity. Many simply collapsed along the way for no apparent reason, showing no signs of physical injury, their faces pale with fear.
They were scared to death.
Next, the area around the twisted War God surged with magic power. The War God Church members understood that their master was about to unleash divine magic, a spell cast directly by the deity.
Those cultists who had infiltrated the War God Church were trembling with excitement; the end of this world was finally at hand.
Just as everyone expected that this deity was about to destroy the world, many enormous vines suddenly appeared around the distorted War God, completely ensnaring the once-twisted deity. Its movements were halted, and the turbulent waves of magic power also abruptly calmed.
Thus, the frontline battlefield between Cape and An Zhu ceased in a way no one could have anticipated.
