The Greece Antagonist
Chapter 1125 - 137: Battle, Awesome!_2

Chapter 1125: Chapter 137: Battle, Awesome!_2

Suddenly, turmoil stirred above Alster, thunder tearing through the heaven’s veil, as four floating islands adorned with countless luminous patterns descended from the void.

Silver streams, azure sea vapor, and blazing white flames cascaded from three of the islands, transforming into three Danu deities clad in armor and wielding divine artifacts upon the altar, namely

—— "First Throne," Military God Nuada;

—— "Second Throne," Sea God Manannan;

—— "Third Throne," Sun God Lugh!

This was a grand sacrifice of the highest order, naturally summoning all the power of the Danu Divine Race within Ireland.

As the light extinguished, Nuada on the altar opened eyes filled with starlight, frowning as he inquired:

"What has summoned us?"

"Grandfather, it’s a group of alien races from who knows where!"

Finn, at the forefront of the ranks, straightened up and immediately reported the current situation to his grandfather.

Upon hearing this, Nuada discontentedly gazed at his grandson:

"It’s merely some barbarians from outside the domain, and you go to great lengths to summon us?"

"Not only that, but I suspect they have deities like you backing them!"

Finn hurriedly added, lifting his somewhat dry, grey-white hair.

As they spoke, the previously thin mist thickened suddenly, rapidly enshrouding the sky, once again casting Alster Royal City into an illusionary cage.

Simultaneously, storms, sea waves, and radiant flames fell like a meteor shower, shattering the magic barrier that had been maintained over Alster Royal City for months, collapsing large sections of the city walls and exposing the entire city to the wilderness.

Feeling the powerful and domineering vibrations, Nuada and the other two Danu God Kings’ expressions abruptly changed.

"Everyone, long time no see."

Accompanied by the surging sound of waves, a water-blue silhouette descended into Alster City.

He was a handsome middle-aged man, with hair and beard presenting a whirl of liquid moonlight and storm algae, each hair tip suspended with micro-sea tornadoes, exhaling the sighs of rusted shipwrecks; shoulders wrapped in a cloak of scales chiseled from the cranium of an abyssal great whale, where each scale’s cracks embedded remnants of micro-icebergs and thunderstorms; feet even whiter and more crystalline than a woman’s tread over the ground, the dripping water beads transforming into neighing mist-horses upon touching the ground.

"Njord, you still dare to return!" Manannan, also a god of the sea, identified his true name with a hint of mockery on his face.

So, it turns out to be those wretched dogs they had defeated in the past.

"I not only returned, but brought two friends to acquaint you all with as well."

Njord responded with an equally cold sneer, and behind him, storm and flames descended, transforming into the figures of Odin and Luo En.

Upon seeing this, Nuada and Lugh beside him exhibited a shadow in their eyes.

Divine King, three of them!

It was unexpected that this group, once driven out from the Celtic God Era, not only survived their wanderings but thrived outside the realm and returned with reinforcements for revenge.

Understanding full well the inevitability of this battle due to their deep-rooted animosity, Nuada nodded signaling to Lugh and Manannan behind him, then jointly transformed into three streaks of flowing light, each selecting their respective opponents anew.

Let it begin!

Meanwhile, on the flagship, the Norn Three Goddesses let divine blood drip onto the battlefield sand table engraved with Lun Runes, sounding the horn of charge.

Thick mist rolled and surged, the golden and silver threads representing the fate of two divine eras collided in the fissures of time and space. The light-shaped tides of the Ireland Sea resonated with the icy mirage of Niflheim. The silver branch root system of the Danu Divine Race pierced through the barrier of the Nine Realms, entangling with the frosty branches of Yggdrasil—the strangling of these two divine forces made the Guardians of the Immortal Palace hear the war drums of the Sky Island, and the ravens of Asgard pecked the first crack on the silver branch leaves.

"Hoo~~"

Amidst the desolate and rugged horn sound, Heimdall raised the Guardian Sword, and a rainbow-like light band rose from the ground, numerous fully armed Immortal Palace guards descended on the Sky Island of the Danu Divine Race, launching an attack on the gathered Danu Gods.

The unprepared Danu deities were thrown into chaos, retreating step by step.

Seeing this, Lugh hastily drove his Jade War Chariot into the sky, crushing the Rainbow Bridge that transported the Asgard forces. The Celtic Star Moon Totem spinning on the wheels shattered the horn sound of the Guardian God Heimdall, temporarily halting the offensive of the Nordic Gods.

"Your opponent is me!"

Odin snorted coldly, the Eternal Spear he cast enveloped in rune-empowered divine might, whistled toward Lugh’s heart.

Yet the spear’s tip froze in mid-air, a silver branch Holy Tree formed by Celtic battle patterns appeared in the sky, tens of thousands of intertwined roots and branches burst out with bright moonlight, tightly holding Gungnir.

Odin widened his one eye, gazing at the sky.

A blonde, blue-eyed Celtic Goddess, driving a silver chariot, gritting her teeth in support along with dozens of Danu deities behind her.

That was the Star Moon Goddess Arianrhod, subordinate to the Sun God Lugh.

"Humph! A mere lesser deity!"

Odin snorted coldly, the runes on the spear shaft began to rampage, transforming into a flock of screeching ravens that tore through the sky’s projection of the silver branch Holy Tree, pouncing on the Third Sky Island closely linked to Lugh’s divine authority. At the critical moment, countless seagulls leapt out from the azure patterned light, colliding with the raven flock.

The Sea God Manannan, among the older of the Danu Divine Race, once personally raised the Light God Lugh. As his adoptive father, he naturally could not bear to see his foster son come to harm.

For a moment, the birds embodied by the divinity of seagulls and ravens bit and fell, the drifting feathers in the sky congealing into boiling blood rain, each blood bead reflecting the tragic scenes of the gods’ slaughter on the battlefield.

Thor, Tyr, Bragi, Heimdall, and other Asa Chief Gods led the Immortal Palace army to the Third Throne, fiercely battling with the Danu Divine Race army led by Lugh, sharing the pressure for their Father God Odin.

Meanwhile, the Ireland coastline lit up with the runes of the Rainbow Bridge, and within the shattered rainbow light fragments emerged horrifying overlapping shadows:

The tentacles of Klaken entwined the silver manes of the sea horses under Manannan’s command, the violently surging sea surface turned into a dense soup of curses. The keel of Niord’s flagship shattered on the jade waves, the scattered ship’s remains transforming into a herd of bronze stags, their antlers entwined with the entrails of Danu deities, their hoofprints blooming flesh and blood roses on the Rainbow Bridge.

And behind this Warner Divine King, Freya, Frey, and other Warner deities boarded the Second Throne, advancing toward the core of the Sky Island, intending to extinguish the Sacred Flame associated with the Sea God Manannan’s divinity.

"Get out of the way!"

Manannan gritted his teeth and shouted, wielding the light-shaped greatsword in his hand to cleave open the seabed, salty seawater pouring into the earth’s molten core, in the steaming mist appeared the tragic fight between the Warner Double Holy Tree and the Kettel Silver Branch Root System—golden-green tendrils and jade branches entwined like copulating giant snakes, each point of strangulation burst forth with sparks from the collision of Lun Runes and Ogan Alphabet.

In the depths of the sea cage, Klaken’s divided sea serpents were biting the dolphin mounts of the Danu Divine Race. The Chaos Poison injected by their fangs turned the seawater into a bizarre two-toned whirlpool: the indigo from the Northern Realm’s cold currents and the emerald transformed by Celtic witchcraft, in the whirlpool’s center, nurturing deformed creatures that were half fish and half deer. These newborn monsters patted the water with their hooves, the waves raised carrying the green of Valhalla and the golden dust of the Sky Island.

The similarly fierce battle conditions also appeared around the First Throne.

Above the sky, innumerable Valkyries clad in Swan Feather Weave, wielding light-shaped long spears and Divine Iron Shields, rose from the ground, swarming towards the Sky Island’s center under the leadership of Heluo, Brynhild, and nine Valkyrie captains. The God of Love Angus, the Forging and Craft Three Gods, the Medicine God Deanke, and other Celtic deities also flew out from the Sky Island, tangling with the Valkyrie Corps.

Between the earth, the army formed by Dwarfs, Elves, and Humans, under the leadership of the Seven Dwarf Kings, Celebrian, Rose, and numerous Divine Blood Heroes, crushed towards the collapsing Alster Royal City. Finn, Cu Chulainn, Fergus, and other Irish heroes had to lead the Fiona Battle Group and Red Branch Knights to strike out, fighting desperately to protect the altar in the city.

In the shadows, the Winter God Skadi led a massive army of Mountain Giants and Frost Giants, stepping into the open gates of the Shadow Country. Queen Scatha, meanwhile, awakened the departed souls within the Kingdom, transforming them into the Wild Hunt Army, to confront her twin sister.

Battle cries like thunder, blood light like rain.

As the Commander of the Three Realms, Luo En stepped over the muddy battlefield, raising his hand inch by inch to draw out the Fiery Flame Demon Sword Leavateinn, walking towards his destined opponent—Military God Nuada, officially commencing the final Chapter of this Divine War.