Chapter 1206: One Hit, Instant Kill!

Chapter 1206: One Blow, Instant Death!

"War God... Teres..."

"How could it be Him?!'

The Great Gods gazed upon this sacred, majestic figure bathed in the sunlight, and many of them instantly showed signs of fear—some even turned to flee, their backs to the divine presence.

It was not their fault.

For this war god, though appearing radiant and holy, was infamous for his lethality.

Among the Ten Great Gods, nine were quiet, rarely appearing before the living beings of the multiverse.

But Teres was different.

He frequently appeared across the realms of existence, and had directly or indirectly led countless inter-universal wars—wars spanning dozens, hundreds, even thousands of universes.

Not just a few, but a vast number of cosmic conflicts, all orchestrated under his command.

Even many once-dominant deities were erased from history simply for provoking this capricious War God, whose wrath could summon armies that slaughtered not only the deities themselves, but also the entire races and worlds under their protection.

Numerous once-great bloodline races were stripped from the ranks of the elite simply for having offended the War God, Tres.

Among the Ten Great Deities, in terms of combat prowess and terrifying aura, Tres stands unquestionably at the very top.

And precisely because of this.

Even the Primordial Spirit Race, so ancient and powerful, would never lightly provoke the War God.

"Lord Tres…"

Oroluxis stared at the War God, his face cold and unyielding, and suddenly felt his throat dry as dust. The madness and ambition that had surged within him moments before vanished like a breath caught in the wind.

If, together, their thirty or so deities could possibly contain the Mechanical and Wise Deity Goddesses—two among the Ten Great Deities—then…

What if one more deity was added…?

No!

Even with only one War God existing, their combined might would still be difficult to overcome.

This is the terrifying power of the War Gods!

Gods of the highest order, whose very names and laws are rooted in war—these beings possess the strongest combat and strategic warfare capabilities among the Ten Great Gods.

"Is this... my fate?"

He murmured to himself.

Tries shook his head upon seeing Orosu's expression, then drew one of the golden double axes from behind his back, lifting it high above his back and hurling it forward with a force that shattered the air.

And there it was—a golden single-handed axe, blazing into a beam of radiant divine light, slicing through the space like a blade through silk, forcibly carving a rift in reality, surging forward with a thunderous, earth-shattering fury, as if tearing the heavens apart.

Orosu's body trembled with cold sweat. An overwhelming sense of dread surged through his godly form and soul, instantly pulling him out of his mental haze.

There was no way to evade this blow—avoiding it meant death!

Driven by instinct, Orosu immediately activated a self-preservation divine technique. His entire form burst into ninety-nine blazing golden flames of fate, shooting out in every direction.

These ninety-nine golden lights of fate illuminate boundless time and space, traversing dimensions as if defying their very nature—destined to fall, yet nowhere known.

This is the most trusted survival technique of Orosheus—the Lights of Fate!

Typically, lights symbolize time, flame, illumination, and hope.

Yet these ninety-nine lights of fate represent the ninety-nine times Orosheus has survived.

As long as one of these lights of fate, forged to cross time and space, remains unextinguished, Orosheus shall be reborn.

Though using this technique exacts immense cost upon his essence, it matters little.

The name of the War Sovereign is too feared.

He fears that even the slightest hesitation or reluctance would bring death.

Yet, upon witnessing this, Tres only smiled with a cold, disdainful glint upon his face.

Swish swish swish swish swish swish...

And there it was—He hurled the War God's axe into the air, and suddenly it split into ninety-nine fragments, each one instantly shooting toward the ninety-nine lamps of fate, severing them all at once.

Orosuus hadn't even reacted when he was already gone—crushed, vanished!

The other Great Gods stood frozen in shock.

Orosuus was their strongest among them, a true Supreme Divine, a being of the highest rank among the gods.

Could this War God, with just one strike, have slain such a Supreme Divine?

Was it truly as simple as killing a mouse?

All the Great Gods felt a chill run through their bones.

No wonder this War God was the most terrifying among the Ten Great Gods.

Meanwhile...

Zhou Zhou was struck silent by this scene.

A single strike, and the slaying of a Supreme God?

This is the power of the foremost among the Ten Supreme Gods—beings so close to the Supreme Being?

His gaze settled upon Teres's golden double axes, sensing the aura emanating from them, his eyes narrowing slightly.

A Master Artifact!

And one exquisitely aligned with Teres's very principles of war!

He then quickly surveyed the other artifacts upon Teres's body.

Noting that while lacking the Master Artifact, the rest were still among the highest-tier True Artifacts.

Zhou Zhou nodded silently within.

No wonder.

The War God Tres, by nature, ranked among the top ten Primordial Deities in power!

Added to that, a devastating offensive Primordial Artifact that amplified His strength exponentially—his combat prowess was truly terrifying, placing Him unquestionably at the head of the ten.

And thus, Tres felt a surge of joy.

The stronger the War God, the safer He was. There was no reason not to be happy.

At that moment,

Tres suddenly turned his gaze toward Zero and Lord Totbolth, his face breaking into a rugged, exhilarated smile:

"Lord Zero, Lord Totbolth."

"Would either of you care to join me in a rampage through these Primordial Deities?"

Upon hearing this, the Wisdom God stared at Tres in astonishment.

These Primordial Deities had already lost all desire to fight. Should they not engage, they would only flee in disgrace. So why, then, did Tres insist on pursuing them once more and slaying them again?

Everyone says that Teris is merciless toward enemies, sometimes even killing them just because an enemy utters a careless word.

Yet, as one of the Ten Principal Deities, the Wisdom God possesses a certain understanding of this one.

Other deities view him as a fool, a brash warrior who shouts about battles and violence, but the Wisdom God knows better—Teris’s actions are driven by purpose. Every move he makes has a reason.

So what is Teris’s purpose this time?

“Very well.”

At that moment, Zero’s voice echoed.

Totpolaris glanced at Zero, paused for several seconds, then nodded, offering a faint, calm smile: “Yes, it’s time to give them a lesson.”

“Otherwise, we might have to face the Sunlord’s appearance again and again.”

Teris nodded in agreement.

Then, without asking Zhou, the three of them simply transformed into three streaks of light and surged toward the thirty-two Principal Deities.

The great deities saw these three charging directly at them, intent on exterminating them utterly, and instantly panicked.

"Run! Run now!"

"Why are you chasing us to kill us?"

"Great Deities, we have made a mistake—please spare us!"

...

As the deities fled, they pleaded for mercy.

"We won't kill you until you're truly broken—Sunlord's troubles in the future will be endless."

"Don't blame us for being ruthless."

"Blame yourselves, then—for choosing the wrong moment, for confronting those you should never have dared to face."

Tres grinned with a cruel smile.