As time passed, the calm gods began to feel restless, leading to minor clashes at first, with the various gods using their followers to engage in small-scale wars. Eventually, these skirmishes evolved into full-blown conflicts among the lesser gods.
The three major god factions and the Tower of the Sage of Rannoras had long held a grudge against each other. The Underworld god faction was mocked as a group of cowardly beings lurking in the shadows, the War god faction was criticized as a bunch of muscle-headed individuals, while the Sun god faction, lacking distinctive features, was simply deemed foolish.
As for the followers of Rannoras, the gods held them in contempt, likening them to ants!
This collective animosity finally erupted in full scale. Firstly, the Sun god declared war on Rannoras. The two had been archenemies, with Rannoras having previously harmed the Sun god, making it a battle for revenge!
Shortly after, following the Sun god’s lead, the War god also declared war on the Underworld god. The main reason for their conflict was their vastly different approaches, making them completely incompatible.
The four major forces finally engaged in all-out war. The Sun god and Rannoras clashed in the center of the land, where countless Sun god followers and Tower sorcerers engaged in a fierce battle. It was a moment of relentless fighting, with the Sun god faction boasting numerous gods, yet the Tower of the Sage had developed profound capabilities by then, unleashing countless powerful sorcerers whose strength matched, if not surpassed, that of the Sun god faction.
The battles among the gods mirrored those of ordinary humans—their differing beliefs fueling disagreements that, under external influence, swiftly escalated into conflicts, transforming into full-scale warfare!
Shortly after the Sun god and Rannoras began their battle, the Underworld and War gods also commenced their own fight. Unlike the earlier conflict, between the Sun god and Rannoras, theirs was purely a battle of the gods, as the Underworld god faction had few followers, preventing them from igniting wars among their believers.
The wars waged by the gods led to unprecedented upheaval in the realm of Orosias, with ordinary people bearing the brunt of the consequences. Costs were irrelevant to the gods, and their catastrophic war left the land in ruins, with common folk suffering immensely.
Where there is oppression, there will be resistance!
However, in the realm of Orosias, ordinary individuals were powerless against the high and mighty gods. Even with tens of thousands of soldiers, they stood no chance against a few gods, forcing them to flee. After all, if you can't win, why not escape?
Consequently, what was once a thriving central world began to grow desolate, with a massive influx of refugees fleeing towards the other three directions of the realm of Orosias. In particular, the direction of the city of Gaël became highly dangerous due to Bexia taking out those who dared to challenge him. Additionally, news of Bexia's confrontation with the Underworld god reached the ears of the gods.
As a result, this direction was strictly controlled by the gods, the three god kings, and the Tower sorcerers, warning against disturbances, allowing this eastern region to remain untouched by the flames of war.
If it weren't for the grand actions of the gods, many city residents would have remained oblivious to the events unfolding around them.
Outside Gaël City
Looking at the blood-red sky in the distance, Bexia couldn't help but feel a sense of foreboding, realizing that the most terrifying aspect wasn't powerful forces but the darkness within one's soul!
"Yaaaah!" A strange cry pulled Bexia's attention back, and he turned to see Talisa struggling ahead, saying, "What are you shouting about now?"
"I can't go on, help me put this down!" Talisa's hunched body bore a massive stone on her back!
"Just a few steps, and you're giving up?" Bexia quipped, intending to teach her a simplified version of brute strength. However, after a while, she began to complain, showing no progress and still struggling with the exercise.
"It's too heavy, I can't carry it any longer!" Talisa grimaced, clearly upset by the ordeal.
"Fine!" Bexia waved his hand, and the massive stone gently fell to the ground, leaving a shallow pit in the grass.
"Huff, huff!" As the boulder was lifted, Talisa collapsed weakly on the ground, panting like a hot pooch, sticking out her pink tongue.
"I'm so tired!" Talisa said weakly and breathlessly.
"Get up, we'll call it a day and head back now!" After letting Talisa rest for a while, Bexia redirected his gaze to the distance and then turned to her.
"I'm drained; can you carry me back?" Talisa closed her eyes and stopped caring about anything.
"Daydreaming! Get your Pegasus to carry you back!" Bexia chuckled. "Maybe I should have my black dragon snatch you!"
"For heaven's sake, can't you carry me for once?" Talisa rolled her eyes at Bexia. Why not let someone else carry her?
Knowing Bexia wasn’t joking, Talisa, with no other choice, had the Golden Great Lion give her a ride back to Gaël City!
"Your Majesty!" From the gate to the castle, due to her actions of "godslaying," Talisa gained immense popularity, with everyone showing her utmost respect, especially the commoners who adored her greatly.
Apart from wielding the credit for slaying gods, Talisa earned further acclaim for opening up the forests and rivers for hunting and fishing. Post-murdering gods, these locations became her personal spoils, with all under her exclusive ownership. Anyone found hunting or fishing without her decree would face charges of theft!
By freely opening up these territories, Talisa's reputation in Gaël City soared to unprecedented heights, surpassing even the champions of the past!
