Bang!

The dull sound of a hard impact rang out, and two figures almost simultaneously flew backward, their feet repeatedly hitting the ground more than a dozen times before barely halting their retreat.

"Bit too much strength, isn't it?"

Tiran shook his hands, feeling numb from the impact, and discarded the stainless steel longsword that had been shattered by Anas's punch. He retrieved another one from his storage ring.

Recently, the wear and tear on weapons was a bit too quick. Looks like it's time to restock, huh?

"Don't daydream!"

Aya, slowing her momentum with her wings, stabilized her body a step ahead of Tiran and quickly unleashed a series of punches made of ice at Anas.

The Orc God responded in accordance with her own fighting style, brutally and simply throwing a rapid series of punches, each one directly targeting the weakest point of the icy fists, skillfully turning these powerful blows into countless shards in an effortless display of technique and unbelievable strength.

So plain and invincible.

Aya felt helpless as well.

Initially, they thought that with Anas being drawn into the Domain explosion by Xiang Ling and losing the ability to freely control the laws of the world for a short period, coupled with their joint efforts and the enhanced contract power with the Dragon Knight, they would have a chance at victory.

But they never expected Anas to easily ward off their attacks using just her pure physical strength. Tiran's Frost Chi froze up on contact, being as gentle as a spring breeze, and even Aya's versatile Elemental Magic, with all its dazzling variations, couldn't leave a scratch on this battle-hardened deity.

It seemed like conventional attacks might indeed be ineffective.

Time to use the newly developed abilities then.

Aya and Tiran exchanged a glance and charged towards Anas simultaneously.

Without warning, the ground beneath Anas's feet suddenly rose, lifting her body into the air. Just as Aya released the rock protrusion, she quickly cast Lightfoot on herself and unleashed a threefold speed Thunderous Fist.

"Ha, well done!"

After engaging in battles with Xiang Ling, Tiran, and Aya in succession, Anas had not felt such excitement in a long time. In mid-air, she forcibly twisted her body to face Aya, even though it was a punch made in the spur of the moment, the beastly god's fist was not something easy to face. An invisible storm enveloped the air around her fist, distorting the space. The shockwave of their collision directly shattered Aya's Dragon Scales, sending her flying instead, despite being the attacker.

Of course, with no other support in mid-air, Anas also began plummeting downward once again.

Straight into the trap.

At the precise landing point, Tiran was already waiting, raising his sword to point directly at the descending god in the sky.

Locking the atomic vibration on the sword, accelerating the movement of micro-particles stirred by Chi, it instantly reached the peak temperature like a small sun.

"Let's call it Sun day then... Ugh, I hate hot weather the most." Tiran thought inwardly.

Thankfully, this time, Aya had prepared in advance by casting Frost Armor on Tiran to resist the heat. However, even so, facing such extreme temperatures similar to that of the sun was still challenging to endure for long.

"If you can withstand the temperature of an artificial sun, go ahead and try it!"

Focusing on the falling body of the god, Tiran swiftly spun and swung his sword in one fluid motion, creating a blinding arc of light ascending into the sky.

"What is this...?"

Anas also felt the terrifying heat and, in shock, realized the kind of attack awaiting her below.

In the next moment, the god's body was engulfed by the light.

Just like the all-encompassing radiance, the power of Sun day was not as strong as the Domain eruption, and the light did not last long.

"Is it over?"

Aya seemed uncertain as she lowered her hand shielding her eyes from the light, but upon seeing the scene under the dazzling sunlight, her heart tightened.

"Damn, I've only heard of smoke but no fire, why is light also harmless..."

Grasped by Anas's ruthless iron hand around her neck, Tiran subconsciously kicked her legs, trying to touch the ground but falling short.

"The power is impressive, but unfortunately, it’s futile. Attempting to harm me with mere Holy Rank laws is impossible."

In the hands of a divine-level expert like Anas, the law of Annihilation was practically invincible. Mastered by Anas for millennia, unless someone could surpass her understanding of the law, any attacks against her would be directly annulled.

"How unreasonable, my Lord Goddess." Tiran struggled to keep her eyes open and meet Anas' gaze, trying hard not to be overwhelmed by her presence.

"I am stronger than you, naturally, I do not need to be reasonable."

Anas responded matter-of-factly, casually tossing Tiran aside.

After rolling on the ground three times, Tiran rubbed her sore neck and stood up with Aya by her side, who helped her up and also cast a healing aura around her.

"It's almost time to end this."

Anas glanced at Sader, who had been watching the fight on the side due to her orders, and took a step towards Xiang Ling once again.

Even this short time was not enough for Xiang Ling to recover to a level where she could act freely.

"You still want to kill her?"

Tiran, instinctively wanting to step forward, was held back by Aya's hand on her shoulder.

Don't be impulsive, Miss Tiran. The two of us are no match for her now. Charging in wouldn't serve any purpose except to get hurt.

"Do you want to watch her die?!"

There seems to be no other way now.

Aya wanted to say that, but no matter how she tried, she couldn't bring herself to say it when faced with Tiran's eyes. She could only firmly restrain Tiran from advancing.

"Are you both so angry?"

Anas walked slowly, as if savoring the expression on Tiran's face. "In battles like these, the victor lives, and the loser dies. She should understand that, right?"

As she spoke, Anas once again stood in front of Xiang Ling.

"Of course, if you're angry, I don't mind. If one day you can reach a level to rival me, I'd be happier."

This was also the truth. Anastasia was perhaps the most battle-happy of all the gods, but due to the Covenant of Divine Compassion established among the gods after The Second Legendary War to ensure the propagation and survival of the races, battles between divine beings almost did not exist; even if they did, they remained at the level of casual and brief exchanges.

As the goddess protecting the Orc race, even though she yearned for a good fight, she also had to consider all Orcs.

So when Xiang Ling, this newly born deity, appeared, she was ecstatic.

The feeling of risking everything and fighting for victory, it had been so long.

But just as she was about to end Xiang Ling's life, her hand, already raised, halted mid-air.

"Hey, Hylia, didn't expect you to be so clueless."

"Huh?"

Aya and Tiran, who had almost given up, looked around but couldn't find the person Anas was speaking to.

"Don't call me that way, I'm just curious to see how much you've grown after all these years." A cheerful female voice echoed from all directions.

"First, I've told you not to use these strange names to address me. Second, if you're just here to watch, remove the divine presence focused on me."

Anas's forehead veins twitched, but she lowered her raised fist.

"And you, Artemis! What's the meaning of hanging around with this one all the time?"

"Uh, just tagging along, found out you were fighting here when I came to have a match with her." Another voice.

"I said stop calling me that!"

Anas's punch created a series of explosions in the air as she clenched her teeth, infuriated and even a bit frustrated. Why were there so many interruptions in such a simple scuffle?

"Why does that voice sound so familiar..."

Tiran suddenly remembered that she had indeed heard this voice before, and even once sprayed its owner with coffee.

And the name the beastly god had shouted... seemed to be a god of the Elves?

"I mean... Isn't this scene a bit too extravagant?"

Aya instinctively took a step back, trembling with nervousness, and whispered to Tiran's ear, "Should we sneak past and take the person away?"

Carry her?

The two looked at the fallen Xiang Ling near Anas's feet and promptly shook their heads.

No, no, that's too difficult.

"What are you here for?"

Taking a deep breath, Anas forcibly suppressed her anger.

"To watch the show."

"To protect someone."

Two completely different answers.

"You want to protect her?" Anas frowned. "Why?"

"Uh... something about East Land lives also being lives?" In an invisible palace in the sky, a significant female figure of the goddess raised a finger and smiled.

"Really..." The Elf god couldn't help it. "That's about enough."

"Are you playing with me?" Anas clenched her fists.

It seems you have no right to refuse."

The goddess's voice remained soft, but there was a hint of coldness in her words.

The pressure of the Goddess of the Light's divine presence, suddenly like a heavy hammer, pressed down on Anas's heart. The intensity was so great that even she, a divine-level being, felt a tremor of fear.

"What is this..."

While she had long been aware of the gap in strength between her and the Goddess of the Light, that pressure she felt just now seemed even more terrifying than before.

This Hylia...

"Artemis!"

"Hey, I just wanted to spectate." The voice of the Elf god sounded innocent. "Don't involve me in your conflicts, guys."

"But...”

She added, “Tata, you shouldn't force yourself now. Your Domain has collapsed on you, and you can't even be considered divine until you recover..."

This struck a chord with the beastly god. Yes, without her Domain, she might still be able to crush any creature below divine level, but facing an opponent as powerful as the Goddess of the Light, there would be no chance for her to even struggle.

"Are you... threatening me?"

Anas looked up at the sky, her gaze penetrating through invisible barriers straight to the barefooted girl draped in light clothing lounging on her divine throne in the palace in the clouds.