[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-imprisoned-for-a-trillion-years-i-was-worshipped":3,"chapter-imprisoned-for-a-trillion-years-i-was-worshipped-imprisoned-for-a-trillion-years-i-was-worshipped-chapter-604":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Imprisoned for a Trillion Years, I Was Worshipped by All Gods!",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1727903,2207,"Chapter 604 - Chapter160-The Man with a Thirty-Million Bounty","imprisoned-for-a-trillion-years-i-was-worshipped-chapter-604",604,"\u003Cp>\"Hehehe, go on, keep swinging your sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let's see how long you can keep it up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, my shadow army is limitless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you want to play, I'm happy to play with you all day.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, Ares casually stepped out from behind a nearby tree and snapped his fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, four or five shadow clones of himself materialized around Alan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These figures seemed almost real—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only with intense focus could one spot the subtle differences between them and the true body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alan steadied himself, took a few deep breaths, and sneered coldly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You really think I'm an idiot?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If I can't touch these shadows, then they can't hurt me either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why would I waste my strength fighting them?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ares smiled as well, leaning lazily against the tree and twirling his fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Can't hurt you?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That's not guaranteed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alan's heart tightened instinctively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, he rolled sideways.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where he had just stood—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A long, narrow crack had appeared on the ground, like the mark left by a sword slash!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alan immediately realized the truth:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although the clones were illusions, the swords they wielded were not necessarily fake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade he had struck earlier was a fake—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the one that had attacked him just now was definitely real!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pressure around him skyrocketed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was already hard enough distinguishing real from fake—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, in front of him, the Frost Path was spreading faster than ever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The white-haired mage was pouring all her remaining strength into freezing Francis and Blanche completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The frost had already crept from their legs up to their stomachs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this rate, in another ten minutes or so, the two would be frozen solid into ice sculptures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fort frowned deeply and warned Alan,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Vagabond Knight. Phantom Blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Put those keywords together, and only one name comes to mind.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alan asked as he kept his eyes locked on the shifting shadows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fort swallowed hard and spoke gravely,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Among bounty hunters, there's an internal bounty system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It's used to regulate and contain individuals whose personal strength becomes too overwhelming and uncontrollable—posing a potential threat even to the hunters themselves.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Generally, a person's strength is measured by the amount of bounty placed on their head.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And Phantom Blade Ares—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Has a bounty of thirty million.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thirty million?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alan's eyes widened briefly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately followed up,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What about Alice? How much is she worth?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fort shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not sure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But I've heard she's also in the multi-million range.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So, Ares's strength is roughly on par with Alice's?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alan grinned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rather than fear, [Battle Spirit] blazed even hotter in his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bullying the weak was meaningless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only by clashing with true strong foes could he feel his blood boil—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And experience the explosive growth he sought!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Alan moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slashed rapidly at the surrounding shadow clones, aiming at each of their swords.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as soon as he destroyed one group, new illusions would spawn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like Ares had said—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His shadow army was endless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>High above, in the treetops—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The real Ares lounged casually, watching the scene unfold with amusement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn't afraid to face Alan directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He simply preferred using his abilities to gauge Alan's true strength while conserving his own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Veterans like Ares, with massive bounties on their heads, constantly lived under the threat of assassination and ambush.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over time, they had learned not to reveal their true bodies casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, they let illusions handle almost everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ares wasn't just being cautious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was genuinely curious about Alan's capabilities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>——\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There you are!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After slashing through the seventy-seventh shadow sword, Alan suddenly looked up—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Locking eyes directly with Ares in the treetop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ares's lips curled into a faint smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not bad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You spotted my real body faster than I expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder you defeated those third-rate bounty hunters earlier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You truly live up to your reputation.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alan tensed his legs and sprang upward with explosive force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mimicking the burly axeman's earlier style, he gripped his holy sword staff with both hands and swung it down with all his might.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In my eyes—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're no better than the trash I already crushed!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CRACK!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thick tree branch supporting Ares was cleaved cleanly in two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Ares himself had already vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, Alan spun and thrust his sword behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wouldn't fall for the same trick twice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CLANG!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two swords collided violently—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A deafening screech echoed across the clearing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ares had finally drawn his real sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It clashed fiercely with Alan's holy sword staff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two weapons locked in midair—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like two roaring magical trains colliding head-on, neither willing to yield an inch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An enormous shockwave erupted at the point of impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both Alan and Ares were blasted backward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alan immediately summoned the Stone of Sage's power, manifesting a crystalline flower beneath his feet to catch himself safely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even so, a stinging pain coursed through his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Glancing down—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alan saw the blood vessels in his forearms had burst open during that brief but brutal clash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bright red blood streamed down his arms, dripping steadily to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suppressing the pain, Alan dispelled the crystal flower and diverted his remaining vital energy toward healing his injuries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After that exchange, Alan had a rough grasp of Ares's true strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tier-Platinum!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The real deal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No embellishment, no hidden weaknesses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike Duke Mogan, whose tier-platinum strength had felt somewhat diluted—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ares was a pure predator, honed through countless life-and-death battles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mana was sharp, ferocious, and absolutely authentic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What shocked Alan even more was Ares's apparent youth—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At most thirty years old!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Far younger than Duke Mogan, and far deadlier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ares also staggered to his feet, looking slightly disheveled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His right arm hung limp and powerless at his side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a grimace, Ares tore off the armor piece covering his right arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A splash of blood splattered onto the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ares had suffered even worse injuries than Alan during that exchange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And unlike Alan, he didn't have the Stone of Sage to aid his recovery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His right arm was completely useless now—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fact that brought a flicker of hope to Alan's heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Interesting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A magus who uses a sword?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ares raised his head and looked at Alan with a strange curiosity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That thing you're wielding—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's not a sword, right? It's a sword-shaped staff.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But there's something strange...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your mana level feels like tier-bronze at best—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet your attack power rivals mine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I remember that sword-staffs don't enhance attack strength...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So how are you doing this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1088,"2026-06-06T15:56:33.864Z",1,"novelbin.me","b26747a4065c2859a0b05833a9006adab35763613c3f068f1905179d7e177ca6","imprisoned-for-a-trillion-years-i-was-worshipped-chapter-605","imprisoned-for-a-trillion-years-i-was-worshipped-chapter-603",734,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fimprisoned-for-a-trillion-years-i-was-worshipped-cover.jpg"]