A farm that breeds gods and demons
Chapter 1183 - 884: Battle with the True Immortal God (Request for Monthly Tickets) _2

Chapter 1183: Chapter 884: Battle with the True Immortal God (Request for Monthly Tickets) _2

This is golden blood.

The Crowned Giant, seeing that its Cross weapon could not sever the chains, suddenly flew into a rage, pulling at them with both hands, as if it were trying to rise from its throne. Once its body was fully upright, it would be three thousand meters tall - a staggering one thousand zhang, truly an existence of a terrifying magnitude.

At the palace entrance, the Aztec Immortal, Tlorlok, appeared silently with his hands behind his back, closely followed by the fellow Immortal Nezahual from the "Aztec Clan" and the "Twin-Headed God" Aomei Cutli.

"It’s locked up, it can’t attack us—"

The Crowned Giant struggled and roared to itself, tugging at the chains, which made a grating noise, but the chains were not long enough—standing up from the throne was all it could manage, its arms not even fully raised. The powerful figures in the hall were not foolish; they quickly realized that the Crowned Giant could not break free from the four chains. It might be terrifying, but now it was like a tiger bound by chains—no matter how fearsome, it couldn’t hurt anyone.

"This is a true god who has been imprisoned for some unknown reason... If it dies, we can certainly seize a true god’s mantle..."

Among the powers gathered in the hall, someone suddenly uttered this thought, which immediately caused everyone else to gasp.

Indeed, the Crowned Giant stood a staggering three thousand meters tall and had effortlessly killed four Immortals with a mere slap of its hand. With such strength, even a Peak Immortal might not possess it—so, stronger than a Peak Immortal... would that not be a true god?

If this giant before us is truly a god, and moreover a true god that has been imprisoned, then...

In that instant, several Immortal warriors from the "Half-Dragon People" had already chanted the "Dragon Language Power," summoning terrifying beams of energy that they hurled towards the imprisoned Crowned Giant.

They dared not approach the Crowned Giant, but their "Dragon Language Power" summoned beams of energy which were meant for long-range combat, eliminating the need for close quarters fighting.

Not just them—the Bimon Ancestor from the "Four-Eyed Clan," the Sky Eye Ancestor; the surviving Dwarf Kings from the "Dwarf Clan"; gods from the "Steel Clan"; exotic progenitors from the "Alien Clan"; Buddha from the "Western Heavenly Race"; demon lords from the "Monster Beast Clan"... all the Immortal beings, almost simultaneously, launched their attacks. Without exception, they did not dare to approach the chain-bound Crowned Giant but instead executed long-range strikes.

They wanted... to kill a god.

Over fifty Immortal warriors teamed up to attack, and the terrible energy they unleashed was beyond words. The Crowned Giant, which had been straining against the chains with an earth-shattering "clank," had no room to dodge. Suddenly, the combined attack of more than fifty Immortal warriors struck its body full-on, which it received without any evasion.

One after another, exploding Light Spheres burst forth, with the smallest of them being a kilometer in diameter, and some exceeding ten kilometers. They continued to explode ceaselessly upon the body of the Crowned Giant.

Amid the explosive sounds, the Crowned Giant suddenly calmed from its previous rage and then—its Giant Eyes cold as lightning—slowly turned to look upon the Immortal beings before it.

The dozens of Immortal warriors who had launched the first attack instinctively stopped, having realized a shocking truth: the collective efforts of over fifty Immortals, with countless catastrophic explosions, had not inflicted the slightest damage upon the Crowned Giant. Not even a scratch appeared upon its skin, let alone an injury.

Su Yu had not attacked but instead slowly retreated a few steps, witnessing the scene with indescribable shock. Even a Peak Immortal, stronger than Tlorlok, likely wouldn’t dare to stand unflinchingly as over fifty warriors from various races joined forces to bombard him without receiving any damage.

The Crowned Giant suddenly became calm and slowly lowered its struggling arms. Within the palace, the atmosphere turned eerily silent, as if death had descended.

The Crowned Giant’s expression was odd, looking at the group of Immortal beings before it with a degree of astonishment—as if it couldn’t believe that these insignificant beings dared to band together to strike at it.

Foolish creatures... to entertain the fantasy of killing a god?

To show disrespect to a god is to invite divine punishment.

The odd expression on the Crowned Giant’s face lasted only a few seconds before its right hand, pierced by chains, suddenly grasped the Cross weapon and hurled it with great force.

With a whoosh, the Cross weapon flew out, instantaneously magnifying to match its three thousand meters of height. It tore open the majestic palace, and with a massive "clank," a gigantic hole was punched through the palace wall. More than seven Immortals from four different races, who were touched by the Cross weapon, instantly vanished to ash, leaving behind only tattered soul spheres frantically attempting to flee, filled with terror.

Su Yu watched all this unfold, inwardly sighing. Immortal beings, the peak powerhouses of every major race, for whom billions of life forms could only hope to give birth to one Immortal. Yet today, within this giant palace, these Immortal warriors became so fragile, so devalued—casually struck down, several Immortal beings met their demise.