Chapter 402: Prosthetic Limb

The Magic Stone in the magic satellite reached maximum power. The green pillar of light shot down from an altitude of over a thousand kilometers. The seawater was instantly erased and evaporated in the green light, forming a vortex shortly after.

And at the bottom of the vortex was a god.

Tyr roared, furious to the extreme. However, the green light was corroding his body like strong acid. In just a few moments, that ultimate power of death stripped away large swaths of his flesh.

Hair, skin, muscle, and even bone were rapidly carbonized in the green light, dissolving his upper body into a skeleton.

This filled Tyr with terror.

"A mortal can actually harm the body of a god?"

Even if he only had one or two tenths of his power left, he still possessed an extremely high status, and this temporarily molded body was also filled with his divine power.

And gods were supposed to be immortal!

He had no choice but to raise the blood-colored longsword in his hand, transforming it into a square shield to protect himself underneath. Only then did he slightly curb that terrifying damage, but even so, his body was still being suppressed by the power of the Star-Killer Cannon, sinking continuously toward the seabed.

Tyr was incomparably furious and stifled to the extreme, but as the God of War, his combat intuition made him stubbornly persist.

Such a powerful attack could not continue indefinitely!

The enemy would certainly need to recover and catch their breath!

It was indeed as he expected. In the extreme output state, the magic coils in the satellite had already been burned to a deep red. Coupled with the fact that it was about to leave the current airspace, the attack from the magic satellite had to stop temporarily after just ten seconds.

But the next instant, another satellite immediately took over the task, and another green pillar of light slammed down.

"Roar!"

However, just as the two rays intersected, Tyr seized the opportunity and instantly teleported several thousand meters away.

Although his position would soon be discovered again by Starlink's magic detection, it took time to re-task the magic satellite and adjust the attack angle.

And these few short seconds were enough for a god to make many responses.

"Mortal! You have angered me!"

The sea surface under Tyr's feet suddenly seemed to turn into an iron plate. The color of the seawater remained deep blue, and the water quality hadn't changed at all, but the waves stopped surging, as if fixed by some kind of magic.

Then Tyr suddenly leaped up, disappearing from the sea surface and appearing several hundred meters high in the sky. After a "Bang!" of an air explosion, he shot straight into the clouds like a cannonball.

He raised his head. Amidst the fierce gale, his eyes crossed a distance of over a thousand kilometers and saw a metal object with wings, looking like an insect.

"Is this the weapon of humans today?"

Tyr could not understand how this thing worked, nor could he figure out why it was placed at such a high altitude.

But that didn't prevent him from identifying the magical energy inside it. The light that attacked him just now was emitted from this thing. As long as he destroyed it, he would win!

In an instant, he performed another teleportation of over a thousand kilometers. His body suddenly appeared in the sky at an altitude of over a thousand kilometers where the magic satellite was located, and he slashed a sword at the low-orbit satellite that was flying toward him at a speed of over 30,000 kilometers per hour.

"Boom!"

The satellite was slashed into fragments as he wished, but the speed exceeding Mach 22 turned every fragment into a bullet comparable to the one Murphy used to snipe the Holy Mother back then.

Almost instantly, Tyr was riddled with holes by the fragments.

However, he still did not die.

He lost his balance and tumbled violently in space. His blood froze before it could leave his body, and his consciousness blurred for a moment, but divine power was still burning fiercely within his body.

He took a few seconds to regain consciousness, then a barrier unfolded around his body. His body, which was almost frozen by the low temperature, regained vitality, and the fragments were expelled from his body. After a long while, he exhaled, but he still didn't understand what had just happened.

However, he had ultimately destroyed that strange thing.

Yet, before he could celebrate his victory, more than ten nearby magic satellites had already adjusted their posture under Murphy's control.

A huge terror suddenly rose in Tyr's heart. Ignoring the fact that his injuries had not fully recovered, he teleported immediately.

The next second, five green rays of light converged and shot over, hitting the position where he had just been.

The five satellites belonged to different positions above, below, left, and right. If they hit him together, they could form a cage with the pressure of the Avada rays, trapping him inside. At that point, even if he had the divine power of his prime, as long as he couldn't break the blockade, he could only be consumed until he died.

He felt a lingering fear in his heart, and then anger rose again. However, this time he had experience. He threw out the longsword in his hand, which slammed into a satellite, destroying it, and then it returned to his hand.

Then he teleported again, and before another satellite could aim at him, he slashed it to pieces with another sword.

This time, he was much smarter. Before teleporting, he kept himself in a state of near-relative rest with the satellite, so he didn't suffer the situation of being riddled with fragments again.

Tyr was extremely fast. In the darkness, his eyes could still see the unique radiance emitted from those magic satellites. Coupled with his ability to teleport, the speed at which those satellites adjusted their posture was nowhere near as fast as his teleportation. Before long, three more satellites were destroyed.

Just as he threw out his longsword and was preparing to destroy another satellite, a figure suddenly flashed in the void. With a "Clang!", a sword knocked his longsword away.

The next instant, the figure flashed in front of him like a cannonball and punched him in the face with lightning speed, knocking him falling downward.

Before Tyr could react, the person appeared below his body again and slammed another punch into his back.

He twisted his body and swung his sword, but the opponent suddenly snapped their fingers.

Immediately, Tyr was swallowed by a spatial vortex.

The huge fear in his heart woke him from his dizziness. Just as his eyes were able to see things clearly, he caught a glimpse of the blinding green light on a magic satellite.

Subconsciously, he teleported again. This time, he crossed a distance of ten thousand kilometers directly, and his body appeared over a certain ocean.

"Boom!"

The huge impact force brought by the relative speed made his body like a missile, breaking through the air and instantly exploding a conical sonic boom in the sky. The negative pressure swept by his body stirred up white waves tens of meters high on the sea surface.

Tyr was shaken to the core by the huge impact of breaking the sound barrier. Just as he regained consciousness, his body was swallowed by a spatial vortex again and appeared in space.

In an instant, he understood.

A blaze of fire suddenly burned around his body, burning a button-sized Portkey that Murphy had left on his back into ashes.

However, two green rays of light had already slammed over, squeezing him in the middle, one in front and one behind.

He struggled to prop up his shield, but his gaze saw two white thin lines extending from the blue planet below. The tips of the thin lines seemed to be flashing with fire.

Just as he was wondering what those things were, the two thin lines had already reached him.

His extraordinary dynamic vision allowed him to see the appearance of those things clearly even at a relative speed of several Mach.

They seemed to be two pillars with rounded heads.

The fear in his heart had reached its peak, but Tyr still couldn't understand what kind of weapon that was.

A spear?

But it didn't even have a tip; how could it hurt anyone?

The next second, the cylinder hit him, and then immeasurable radiance drowned everything.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 403 =====