Chapter 113 Gods

After destroying the first altar, the group rested in the wild for a night before returning to the Stoneheart City Assembly Hall.

Lanly was surprised to learn that the operation had gone so smoothly.

"You succeeded so quickly?"

He had been leading the Stoneheart City Assembly Hall for some years and was very wary of the evil spirit legions near the altar. Due to a lack of manpower, he had never dared to risk an action. He thought it would take Han Xiao and the others at least eight to ten days to slowly clear the altar of evil spirits, but Han Xiao's efficiency far exceeded his expectations.

Especially after seeing that none of the group had suffered any casualties, except for Tomar, who looked like he hadn't slept well, Lanly was very curious about the details of their operation.

"I remember there should be hundreds of evil spirits there. How did you do it?"

"Well, it's like this..." Tomar swallowed and spoke first.

When they camped last night, Fording had applied a weak mental suggestion to Tomar. In addition, Han Xiao had Aurora display a few "miracles". Tomar was convinced that Han Xiao and the others were "gods."

He was the only one who knew the truth about the "gods." Tomar was so excited last night that he didn't sleep at all. In order to fulfill his promise to conceal the identities of the "gods," he racked his brains all night, fabricated excuses, and was waiting to report to Lanly today.

After explaining, Tomar was nervous, fearing that Lanly would find a flaw.

He didn't know why the "gods" were concealing their identities, but he didn't dare to gamble. He was afraid that if their identities were exposed, the "gods" would leave, and the Assembly Hall would lose a great help.

Seeing the fragments of the altar, Lanly did not doubt him. After expressing his gratitude to Han Xiao and the others, he left in a hurry to report the situation to other Assembly Hall leaders using communication magic.

"Managed to hide it..." Tomar breathed a sigh of relief.

"You did a good job." Han Xiao nodded.

Tomar was a little restrained. Although Han Xiao and the others were quite approachable and not as aloof as the gods described in religious texts, he was still under a lot of pressure. He asked cautiously, "Your Divine Excellencies, I have a question I don't know if I should ask."

"Go ahead."

"Actually, I've been curious since yesterday..." Tomar stammered, "Those mythology books say that gods have their own divine names and authorities. I wonder if you... cough cough, I don't know if this is offensive, but if it is, I hope you can accept my apology..."

What he actually wanted to ask was whether Han Xiao and the others were gods from the myths he had read.

"Divine names..."

Han Xiao stroked his chin and smiled faintly, "It's not a secret. My divine name is Black Star."

Black Star?

Tomar looked puzzled. He didn't know of any matching figures in the myths he knew.

Han Xiao then pointed to Hela and Aurora, "They are the Goddess of Death and the Goddess of Life respectively."

Hela was speechless and could only let Han Xiao joke about them.

"As for him..." Han Xiao turned to look at Fording, who had a look of anticipation on his face, coughed, and joked, "This is the God of Luck. By the way, he is an androgynous, genderless god."

Did you have to emphasize the gender... Fording was full of helplessness.

Tomar kept it in mind and hurriedly expressed his loyalty, "I will spread your names, let the world know who the true gods are, and let your glory spread throughout this land."

"We'll talk about it later."

Han Xiao secretly suppressed a smile, waiting for Tomar to enter the universe. This might be his embarrassing history.

...

After completing the second ring mission, they gained the initial trust of the Assembly Hall. The Assembly Hall attached great importance to Han Xiao and the other four newly joined "Great Witches." For the next period of time, they were given many commissions, all of which were intermediate links in the mission.

Relying on overwhelming strength and interstellar technology, Han Xiao completed the intermediate steps of the chain mission with extremely high efficiency. This included destroying the remaining two altars, clearing evil spirits from several towns, killing a lackey of Vosumed, collecting rare materials, and so on.

The spaceship could greatly save time spent on the road, and the scanning device could easily find those rare materials throughout the continent. In just about half a month, the problems that had plagued the Assembly Hall for fifty years were all solved by Han Xiao.

The entire Assembly Hall was stunned by Han Xiao's magical efficiency, almost thinking it was a miracle. Tomar painstakingly concealed the "truth" and never revealed the identities of the "gods."

But what followed was suspicion from the upper echelons of the Assembly Hall. Some people believed that the four's actions were too smooth. Maybe they were spies sent by Vosumed, putting on a show at any cost, wanting to lure everyone in the Assembly Hall out and wipe them all out in one fell swoop.

Ulysses was the current leader of the Assembly Hall. He was the most suspicious of Han Xiao and the other four, but he didn't show it. He just kept some secrets from Han Xiao and the others.

His plan was to create an "artifact" to compete with Vosumed. The rare materials Han Xiao collected were the materials for the "artifact." He didn't reveal this to Han Xiao and the other four.

In this way, even if Han Xiao and the other four were Vosumed's spies, they wouldn't know his true plan. He even borrowed the other party's power to gather the materials needed to create the "artifact."

...

In a secret place, all the materials were delivered here. Ulysses and several high-level witches were secretly building this "artifact."

The firelight from the furnace illuminated the dim room. Several craftsmen were forging the prototype of the "artifact."

Clang clang clang—

The hammer kept hitting the anvil, sparks flew, and the red-hot metal gradually changed shape.

Ulysses and his group kept splashing magic potions, chanting spells, and carving magic circles to complete the magical process.

Soon, it came to the final step. The craftsman put the soon-to-be-formed "artifact" into the prepared cold water.

Chi—

A large amount of water vapor was released. After a while, the craftsman took out a twisted metal scepter from the cold water. It looked like a dark vine, and its surface was engraved with many incantations, emitting a faint light.

"Finally finished! The White Warlock Scepter!"

Ulysses excitedly picked up the scepter. This was the "artifact" that the Assembly Hall had always wanted to create. It could greatly enhance the power of magic and was extremely resistant to evil spirit legions. It was exactly the nemesis of the "artifact" evil spirit necklace in Vosumed's hands!

The witches present all showed joy.

"With the White Warlock Scepter, we have the power to face Vosumed head-on!"

Ulysses clenched the scepter tightly and said loudly, "Everyone must keep the existence of the scepter a secret. We must never let Vosumed and those four unknown Great Witches know. This is our strongest trump card. Killing Vosumed depends on it. For fifty years, we have finally ushered in the moment of the decisive battle!"

"Notify every Assembly Hall witch, it's time to launch a counterattack!"

Ulysses' fighting spirit burned fiercely.

...

The chain mission finally came to the penultimate ring, which required them to go to the capital of the Heruin Kingdom to gather with other Assembly Hall witches. The next ring was to face the final Boss Vosumed head-on in the Heruin Palace.

In a secret courtyard in the capital, all the Assembly Hall witches from all over the world gathered together, led by the leader Ulysses. There were a total of more than two hundred and thirty witches.

It was evening, and Ulysses stood in front of everyone, giving his final speech.

"Tonight is the decisive battle. We must pass through the guard line of the palace guards, attack the Court Mage Hall, and use all our strength to kill him. Now is the weakest moment for Vosumed. All of this is thanks to the four newly joined Hermit Great Witches."

As he spoke, Ulysses nodded to Han Xiao and the others in front of the crowd, with a hidden guard in his eyes.

In his opinion, if these four were spies, they would definitely be exposed tonight.

Ulysses was ready and had secretly asked his confidants to keep a close eye on Han Xiao and the others.

Han Xiao smiled slightly and didn't answer.

When the final battle came at night, the mission would come to the final ring, and there would be a harvest for the past half month of action.

Tomar mixed in the crowd, clenched his fists secretly, and felt excited.

I'm still the only one who knows they are gods...

...

Night fell as they waited. Tonight, dark clouds loomed over the city, and the world was dark, almost pitch black.

Seeing that the weather was favorable for the operation, Ulysses no longer hesitated and announced the start of the operation in the second half of the night.

More than two hundred people quietly approached the palace, used magic potions to cover their auras, sneaked into the palace without disturbing the guards, and quickly went to the Court Mage Hall.

Han Xiao led the three of them in the crowd, waiting for the mission to enter the final battle.

Everything went smoothly along the way, and more than two hundred people gathered in the Court Mage Hall.

Woo—

At this moment, the horns of the army suddenly sounded in the palace.

The door of the Court Mage Hall opened suddenly, and dozens of witches from the Court Mage Corps filed out, facing the more than two hundred Assembly Hall witches from afar. In front of the Court Mage Corps, stood a conspicuous old man, with an arrogant expression, who was Vosumed.

"Hmph, a bunch of rotten-toothed rats. I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Vosumed looked down on everyone and said lightly, "I discovered those tricks you've been doing for the past half month a long time ago, but I was too lazy to pay attention to you. Do you really think you can sneak into the kingdom's capital without being noticed? I've been operating in Heruin for fifty years. My evil spirit army is everywhere. The moment you entered this city, I knew!

Now the palace guard corps has cut off your retreat and is surrounding you here. You can't escape!"

As soon as he said this, the Assembly Hall mages became slightly agitated.

Ulysses stepped out of the crowd and said in a deep voice, "Don't panic. The number of court mages is less than a quarter of ours. We can kill him before the palace guards arrive!"

Vosumed suddenly laughed up to the sky, his tone full of sarcasm, "Ulysses, is your brain broken? Have you forgotten what my strongest trump card is?"

As he spoke, Vosumed grasped the silver necklace on his neck. The next moment, the temperature in the field dropped sharply, and a gust of cold wind blew. Evil spirits appeared one by one, at least more than a thousand, surrounding everyone.

A special, huge evil spirit appeared beside Vosumed, who was the Evil Spirit King.

The more than two hundred Assembly Hall witches couldn't help but take a step back, nervously scanning the evil spirit army.

This was the reliance that Vosumed had relied on to rule the wizarding world for fifty years. His evil spirit necklace could create and drive evil spirits.

Compared to the panic of the others, Ulysses was confident, secretly clenching the White Warlock Scepter in his hand. This was the nemesis of the evil spirit army, and it was also the confidence he had to provoke a decisive battle.

You have an artifact, and I have one too... He sneered in his heart.

At this time, Ulysses suddenly thought of Han Xiao and the other four, narrowed his eyes, and dismissed the idea of using the White Warlock Scepter immediately.

The artifact had to be used at a critical moment. Ulysses was very wary of the four unstable factors of Han Xiao and made a decision after taking a secret glance at Han Xiao and the others.

"If these four people are Vosumed's companions and want to make any unusual movements, I'll just use the White Warlock Scepter to kill them first!" Ulysses thought to himself.

On the other side, Vosumed stroked his beard, with a calm and composed expression, performing on his own.

"You know, I've never taken you seriously. If you hide well, I might be willing to give you a way out, but you insist on jumping out from time to time to oppose me, and even want to kill me. Hehe, your delusions are as unattainable as the stars in the sky, and your existence is as annoying as the brown flies in the potty.

A bunch of rotten-toothed rats hiding and cowering for fifty years, do you really think you can bring me down? Extremely stupid!"

As he spoke, the gorgeous clothes on Vosumed's body moved without wind, and a strong magical fluctuation erupted. In the eyes of Ulysses and other Assembly Hall witches, Vosumed's image seemed to become several stories high. The pressure from the level of life suppressed their souls.

"What is this?!" Ulysses and others were startled, their faces changing drastically.

"Hmph, above the Great Warlock, there is an even stronger power, and I have spent fifty years to cross this step..."

Vosumed opened his arms, with a proud smile, and raised his voice.

"Now, I am God!"

The more than two hundred Assembly Hall witches revealed shocked expressions, and even Ulysses' heart skipped a beat.

No, the situation has changed, and I can't keep my trump cards to deal with possible spies.

I must use the White Warlock Scepter to severely damage Vosumed, otherwise others will suffer heavy casualties!

Ulysses couldn't help but clench the White Warlock Scepter, silently chanting a spell, preparing to use this "artifact."

Vosumed obviously didn't understand the principle that villains die from talking too much and was still intoxicated in the pleasure of being in control of the overall situation, pointing his finger at everyone, his eyes like a giant overlooking ants.

"You know nothing about true power!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ulysses had just completed his spell preparation. His eyes narrowed, and he was about to use the White Warlock Scepter to launch the strongest blow against Vosumed.

At this moment, a beam of sudden psionic energy shot out from the crowd, hitting Vosumed's arrogant face at a speed that exceeded the reaction speed of everyone present.

The speed was so fast that he couldn't even think of dodging.

Bang!

The beam flashed by, and Vosumed's head disappeared without a trace, leaving only a charred neck.

The headless body swayed a few times and fell to the ground with a bang.

"!!!"

At this moment, everyone present, whether friend or foe, was stunned.

Everyone stared blankly at Vosumed's headless corpse, their faces frozen with shock, their brains unable to process what was happening in front of them for a while.

Everyone couldn't believe their eyes and couldn't help but feel a sense of weightlessness similar to falling from a high altitude. The psychological gap between the front and back was simply like jumping off a cliff.

Wait, Vosumed... is dead?

Just like that, he's dead?!

Ulysses' eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

Did I kill him?

That's not right, I, I haven't used my artifact yet...

Everyone remembered the direction from which the beam had shot out just now, turned their heads stiffly, and looked at Han Xiao and the other four in unison. The Assembly Hall witches beside the four of them also subconsciously moved aside, exposing the four of them alone.

"All done." Han Xiao turned a blind eye to everyone's horrified eyes, put down his hand, and opened the panel with satisfaction.

Just now, the mission had finally entered the final ring. Without saying a word, he blasted Vosumed's head off with one shot. This guy seemed to be doing very well, but he was just a Grade C Super. One shot, and all the fancy stuff was gone.

The witches present stared blankly at Han Xiao and the others, not yet reacting when a strange change suddenly occurred in the field.

Whoosh—

With Vosumed's death, the evil spirits present lost control and suddenly rioted, bursting out with shrill roars and scattering in all directions, pouncing on all living people.

The more than two hundred witches came back to their senses and hurriedly prepared to meet the enemy.

But at this moment, everyone clearly saw Fording beside Han Xiao press his finger on his forehead, releasing a circle of invisible energy that emitted a faint white light, sweeping across the field. The evil spirits that touched it collapsed.

In the blink of an eye, all thousands of evil spirits, including the Evil Spirit King, were instantly annihilated, like snow melting in the sun.

This time, everyone saw clearly, their movements frozen in place, their faces showing incredible expressions.

What, what kind of power is this?

So Vosumed was really killed by these four? And it was a one-hit kill?!

Clatter!

The White Witchcraft Scepter in his hand fell to the ground, Ulysses' lips trembled, his face full of disbelief.

He had predicted many possible outcomes of tonight, but he couldn't have guessed the current situation.

In his opinion, the four people who might be enemy spies actually possessed such terrifying power, even instantly killing the enemy leader Vosumed.

The artifact White Warlock Scepter that he had painstakingly built was not used at all and was meaningless.

"You... who exactly are you?"

Ulysses stared at Han Xiao and the other four, his eyes bloodshot, and he opened his mouth with difficulty.

His question was also the cry of the hearts of everyone present.

Vosumed, who had ruled the wizarding world for fifty years, was easily killed by four unknown hermits, looking even simpler than stomping an ant to death!

This caused the more than two hundred Assembly Hall witches to feel an unparalleled sense of frustration.

Ulysses felt it especially deeply, and this scene made him feel that his fifty years of persistence were completely meaningless.

Han Xiao raised his eyebrows, did not answer, and turned to look at Tomar.

From the beginning, Tomar had been so excited that he almost peed his pants. From beginning to end, he had been staring at the actions of Han Xiao and the others. Seeing Han Xiao glance over, Tomar suddenly had a flash of inspiration and understood the hint.

The next moment, he excitedly stepped out of the crowd and said loudly, attracting everyone's attention.

"Now that things have come to this, there's nothing to hide! I've always known their identities. They are gods, true gods!"

"Only gods possess such power!!"

As soon as he said this, everyone's expressions froze on their faces, and their faces were blank.

God, god, god... gods?!

This answer exceeded everyone's imagination, and even their thoughts seemed to stutter.

Everyone present felt as if their worldview had been lifted up and thrown hard to the ground, shattering into pieces.

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