Chapter 92: He Is Simply Invincible
The "King of the End," Rama, began to chant a series of divine words, praying for the protection and blessing of the spirits.
At the same time, he did not forget to trace a sacred seal in mid-air with his right index and middle fingers. Consequently, the spirits dwelling within the mountains, rivers, and vegetation of this land all lent their strength. Compared to Heretic Gods, they were merely minor spirits with meager spiritual power. They possessed neither distinct personalities nor intellect that could be called individual character.
However, by collecting the thoughts and spiritual power of hundreds or thousands of them, they could become the motive force to trigger corresponding miracles. The protection of the spirits supported the "King of the End" as he leaped into the air, slowing his descent. This allowed him to land from a height of several hundred meters without a single scratch.
"My thanks. Thanks to everyone, I was able to land safely."
Landing on the ground unscathed, the "King of the End" sincerely thanked the spirits. Immediately after, he surveyed the surrounding environment and found himself standing above a vast sea area. The field of vision here was broad, allowing him to instantly detect the figure of a snake demon approaching with killing intent.
"You are...?"
The "King of the End," Rama, looked at the snake demon with a hint of confusion.
"This queen's name is Pallas Athena. It is truly moving to finally meet the Excellency Hero whom the generations of Divine Ancestors and Magic Queens have failed to find for a thousand years..."
"It seems you have broken the seal of the Dragon-Snake..." Rama remarked with a sigh.
Athena nodded. "Indeed. Those mages thought they could stop me by hiding that thing, but in reality, the connection between me and that 'Gorgoneion' cannot be severed."
As she spoke, Athena's form shifted. Accompanied by a sweeping black mist, she manifested as the giant Goddess Medusa. Black demonic bird wings sprouted from her back as she flew at low altitude along the mountain ridges to arrive here.
"To defeat you... the King who manifests last in this world, there was no other way. This queen requires her former power and authority."
Hearing Athena's words filled with killing intent, the "King of the End," Rama, nodded.
"To defeat me..."
He did not ask for a reason. Precisely because he held a position where Divine Ancestors were subordinate to him, he understood better than anyone. If the proud soul of her time as a goddess remained to a significant degree upon becoming a Divine Ancestor, and her
personality possessed a very vigorous fighting spirit, then such a thought was hardly surprising.
Rama did not question further; instead, he looked at Pallas Athena with a stern gaze.
"Then there is no need to waste time. Since you view me as a foe, we shall undoubtedly fight, shall we not?"
"Naturally."
"Then I cannot refuse."
Rama replied immediately with a serious attitude, as if facing his own sins. Next, the "King of the End" reached for the "Salvation Dungeon Blade" at his waist, but he did not draw it. Instead, he gripped the scabbard, unfastened the divine blade, and threw it directly into the high sky.
"Spirits who exist here, could you temporarily keep this for me?"
Rama's request was quickly answered by the spirits. The divine blade and scabbard immediately rose into the sky, hovering a hundred meters above the ground as if completely frozen in time.
Seeing that the "King of the End" had discarded his weapon, Pallas Athena glared at him.
"Do you not intend to use your divine blade when dueling this queen?"
"Correct. For as long as I hold the divine blade, it cannot be considered a fair and square duel."
Rama's expression was calm, his eyes as still as ancient wells without a trace of emotional fluctuation, devoid of both pride and pity.
"You don't even intend to use a weapon? Do you think you can contend with me in such a state?" Athena looked coldly at the "King of the End," Rama.
"If you are stronger than I, then I shall have no complaints even in defeat."
Rama's face maintained a faint, indifferent smile, showing no sign of anything unusual from beginning to end.
"What an irritating attitude!" Athena's brow furrowed slightly. In truth, she understood that what Rama said was true; it was not out of contempt for her that he did not intend to use the "Salvation Dungeon Blade."
"This queen understands your thoughts. However, is this truly wise?"
Athena's eyes flashed with an eerie red light. Under the gaze of the Petrifying Evil Eye, the lower half of the "King of the End's" body had already turned completely to stone.
"Excellency Hero of Salvation, you take the essence of the earth as your strength, yet you have not absorbed even a shred of that essence. Do you intend to face this queen with only this body?"
"I am already prepared. I hope to compete with you here."
Even though half his body was petrified by the power of Medusa's Evil Eye, the "King of the End's" face remained calm, his golden eyes steady.
"Hmph! In that case, die with your so-called preparation!"
Athena showed no mercy. She opened her lips and spat out bluish-white flames, which swept toward the half-petrified "King of the End," Rama.
"Argh!!"
The flames of the Dragon-Snake Athena were no different from the dragon fire; even gods found it difficult to resist such power. Burned by the intense heat, the "King of the End" let out a stifled groan, appearing to be in pain.
However, in the very next instant, dozens of white spheres of light suddenly appeared around his body, continuously weakening the heat of the flames. This was precisely the protection of the spirits.
Amidst the raging, burning flames, the pale-haired hero stood tall. His golden eyes, sharp as blades, turned toward Athena, who had transformed into a five-meter-tall creature with a snake's lower body.
"How can this be... have you become immune so quickly!?" Athena's pupils shrank, her face showing a look of astonishment.
The "King of the End," Rama, looked at the incredulous Athena and spoke calmly.
"Next, it is my turn to move."
With those words, Rama's tall and slender body erupted with staggering divine power. It was a white-gold radiance, a light so intense and dazzling that it instantly dispelled the flames surrounding him. Athena, caught in the wake of this divine power, suddenly felt as if her body were being crushed by mountains, and her spirit suffered a massive blow as well.
"So strong...!!"
That divine power was essentially the sum of all patriarchal deities. With the blessing of this power, the "King of the End" could not possibly lose to any enemy.
"This guy is simply invincible..."
Realizing this, Athena grit her teeth. "Dammit... I finally regained my power, only to find I still can't do anything!?"
As Athena mourned inwardly, the "King of the End," Rama, looked toward her.
"Since you initiated this duel, I assume you are prepared to face death."
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