Chapter 91: Battle of Momona Cunzi (Part 3)

Jier saw that no one paid him any mind, so he tried it himself. He stopped manipulating the large number of vines, gripped the axe with both hands, and lunged forward with a heavy cleave, hacking directly at the statue of the Alien Evil God that had fallen to the ground.

He even aimed straight for the statue's neck, attempting to chop off the thing's head in one blow!

Clang!

The blue axe blade felt as if it had struck an extremely hard object, yet his axe was still a good ten centimeters away from the statue.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle, sizzle—

Jier continued to exert force, and the 【Yueshui Skull】 did not disappoint him; the various monsters that had been cowering on the axe face now bared their fangs and brandished their claws, assisting Jier in launching an attack on the surface of the statue. They each used their own abilities, and although it was unknown whether they could help Jier through the axe's own interference, it was clear that when it came to dealing with gods, they were not just working hard—they at least possessed a self-destructive tendency that Jier could not fathom.

Perhaps having been trapped inside the axe for so long, these monsters had long since adopted a "break the jar" mentality.

Therefore, let alone an Alien Evil God who didn't even rank among the pantheon, they would dare to go head-to-head even against a god as clearly powerful as the Dwarf's God of Strength.

However, Jier was disappointed; perhaps because the Alien Evil God was in a nearby altar not far from this place, the statue being attacked at such close range not only received nearly infinite Divine Power from the deity, but the deity's reaction was also lightning-fast.

The fallen statue flashed with light, and a tremendous force erupted from the spot where the axe was hacking at the statue.

Jier was blown away in one breath, crashing, man and axe together, into the third floor of a house on the edge of the clearing. Jier's crashing sounds were continuous; after smashing into the house, he broke through two more walls before finally stopping.

"Damn it! Ugh..."

Jier collapsed beside a bed, his whole body in pain; he felt as if his bones had completely fallen apart from that last hit. If not for the Steel Helmet protected by the 【Light Battle Armor】 on his head, Jier would have long since passed out from the impact.

Even so, this was the result of the armor and surcoat covered by the 【Light Battle Armor】 helping him cushion part of the impact.

He tried to lift his right hand, but found he could not.

It turned out that his right hand, which had been primarily gripping the axe handle, had suffered a broken forearm and a completely shattered wrist; these two areas were suffering from large-scale fractures, twisted and bloody, nearly severed.

"Hell."

After he cursed, the intense pain that made him want to weep and faint finally erupted from the broken, fractured areas.

Jier took a deep breath and instantly vanished from the spot.

A few seconds later, Jier reappeared in the same spot, completely unscathed.

He even took the time to repair the armor plates that had been slightly damaged by the impact during the treatment and preparation time in the Lady's Dream.

That old spirit in the dream actually laughed out loud when he saw Jier's broken right arm hanging limp, only to be scared away when Jier used his left hand to pull out the Blessed Short Staff at his waist and emit a bright light.

That guy, despite not having much courage, would always ignore the gap in strength between them and seize every opportunity to boldly mock Jier. It seemed as if this simple pleasure was enough to make it very happy?

Jier spitefully grabbed a few of the old spirit's Mushroom Boy subordinates who hadn't managed to run away and gave them a good beating to vent his frustration.

But this also led that idle old spirit to discover another use for the Mushroom Boys under its command—using them as scapegoats after it angered Jier!

It danced with joy; this way, it wouldn't have to fear the consequences of provoking Jier at all, since its Mushroom Boys could bear any consequences, so it was fine to pull any kind of prank, right?

Thinking to itself, the old spirit was incredibly excited, rubbing its hands as it flew in the air, then boldly poked half its head out into the outside world from the Lady's Dream, only to discover that Jier was actually in the middle of a fierce battle in the Cunzi.

At this moment, the surroundings were filled with the battle roars of Humans and the desperate shrieks of parasitic monsters before they were burned to death by 【Radiant Weapon】s.

It saw Jier holding that blue axe it had always disliked, manipulating some thick vines emerging from the ground to assist the surrounding Warriors in strangling the enemy. Meanwhile, several dazed Human Church Priests knelt on the spot, pointing at a stone statue lying on the ground not far away, anxiously chanting something.

From the other side of the small clearing, another group of Humans charged in; after they merged, they completely stabilized the defense of this place.

More importantly, the new batch of Human troops had more Church Priests; they joined the Prayer as soon as they arrived. It was not often one saw dozens of different Church Priests praying to their respective gods together.

The old spirit lay in front of the wall breach Jier had smashed, watching with great interest, planning to go back later and have its Mushroom Boys imitate the current battle: one wave acting as Monsters responsible for attacking, and another wave acting as Human Warriors, continuing to break out in fierce resistance battles against the Monsters killing from all sides.

It felt that this must be a fun war game.

But what should it do if its Mushroom Boys didn't have suitable weapons and equipment to dress up as Human Warriors? It didn't dare to touch the various weapons and supplies in the Pond camp that Jier had strictly forbidden anyone to move.

So it looked left and right and discovered that in the entire Cunzi, apart from the small area where the fierce battle was taking place, there were only those Monsters left in the rest of the Cunzi.

"Hee hee, ga ga ga ga—"

After thinking of something, it smiled triumphantly, then sat on its precious Snail Shell vehicle in mid-air and floated away unobtrusively, intending to collect various useful things from the unoccupied houses nearby.

Anyway, they were all houses and items without owners; no one would know if it took some.

Just as it came secretly, it left secretly; no one cared.

"Whoa, Jier. I didn't expect this axe of yours to actually possess such a skill!"

Bell, who had successfully led the team to rendezvous, looked in surprise at the blue axe Jier held high, remotely controlling the dozens of thick vines that were slaughtering the parasitic monsters like a chaotic mess.

Although those vines looked at first glance like a method that only Parasitic Vine Monsters could release, upon closer inspection, they were actually being released and controlled by the blue axe in the hands of Knight Jier himself.

After all, the axe he held high was far too conspicuous, making it easy for anyone to guess the situation at a glance.

"This is my first time knowing, and my first time releasing this ability. This weapon itself was a mission reward given to me by someone else; even I didn't expect it to have such a strange and powerful skill."

Jier answered Bell's question while directing his Warriors to step back, leaving the large number of Monsters in front to be engaged by the many Town Guards and Armed Civilians under Bell.

Bell had a great many people, so his combatants could take turns resting and fighting, whereas Jier's number of Warriors was small; they hadn't taken a single breath since fighting all the way from outside the Cunzi to the clearing in the center.

By this time, as soon as they retreated from the front line, they were all as if they had been fished out of water; if not for the strange Divine Art 【Iron Stomach】 cast by the Priest of the God of Agriculture before the battle, which could replenish everyone's physical strength without pause, everyone would have long since collapsed from exhaustion on the spot.

"Do not take off your armor! Pay attention, no matter how hot it is, you must not take off the armor on your bodies!"

Jier shouted to warn his Warriors, then continued to reply to Bell on the previous topic: "This axe is called 【Yueshui Skull】, a two-handed axe Spirit Weapon. But that's not the point; the point is that the special material of the axe itself allowed it to trap the souls of several powerful monsters inside the axe while in the hands of its previous owner. Among them was the soul of a Tree Spirit."

Jier exclaimed, "I think these controlled vines are one of the original abilities of that Tree Spirit, right? Truly powerful."

Hearing Jier's words, Bell carefully looked at the dozens of thick vines in the surroundings, whose strength was enough to strangle the bodies of the parasitic monsters, and which could even let the vine heads drill into the monsters' bodies to absorb their essence: "This Tree Spirit seems to be an extremely powerful monster, especially skilled at dealing with large numbers of enemies."

"I think so too," Jier said.

Bell was extremely envious of Jier for possessing such a good weapon, but the fact that this axe was a Spirit Weapon made him feel it was a great pity, because local feudal Nobles and Knight Lords like them often did not like Spirit Weapons.

The reason was different from why the professional soldier Knight Kela disliked Spirit Weapons; for these local Nobles and Knight Families, the reason they didn't like Spirit Weapons was simple: their daily lives were mostly peaceful and stable, without so many enemies and battles to feed the appetite of the Spirit Weapon itself.

Many Nobles' territories had no rebellions or frequent wars for years, at most just some small-scale bandits and suddenly appearing monsters that needed to be cleared out. For these people and monsters, most of the time, they didn't need the Nobles and Knights to take action personally; they could just leave it to their subordinates to solve.

Thus, the Spirit Weapons in their hands found it difficult to maintain their own existence by killing enemies.

Over time, they would decline along with the valuable Magic Material Weapon itself; if a Spirit Weapon could not kill enemies and absorb their souls for a long time, it would even damage the material of the weapon itself, causing the high-performance material to denature in a strange way, becoming fragile and useless.

For Noble families who valued heritage and Knight Families who wanted to exist for a long time, this was a long-term burden that could not be ignored.

If they accidentally acquired a Spirit Weapon through a long-term war, they would either sell it off or find someone to proactively eliminate the spirit of the Spirit Weapon in their hands, allowing it to return to being a simple and reliable weapon, thereby existing for a long time and making it convenient for the family to pass it down from generation to generation.

It wasn't impossible to insist on maintaining a Spirit Weapon, but that would require sending a family member to travel abroad for a long time, carrying the family's Spirit Weapon and satisfying the weapon's basic needs through occasional battles.

Or even more extremely, arranging for a spiritual weapon inherited within a family to serve as a special execution tool in the territory, and by occasionally holding punishments for criminals who violate the law, absorbing the souls of the criminals killed by the weapon.

In short, for Bell, it was clear that he didn't envy a spiritual weapon that required long-term maintenance and investment.

"We've already killed so many parasitic monsters, when will those Hunters of the Hunting God Church start their move?" Jier asked.

Bell leaned his weapon against the ground and slowed his breathing to accumulate and recover his stamina: "It should be any moment now, right? I guess that once this statue of another god, which the Evil God is impersonating, is destroyed, they will take action over there."

Bell guessed correctly; the Evil God had clearly invested a massive amount of energy and accumulated Faith Divine Power into this impersonated Statue of the God that had long been worshipped by the villagers of Momona Cunzi. The opponent could not possibly give up so easily, even if it meant a stalemate like this.

And once the gods petitioned by the various Priests destroyed this statue impersonated by the Evil God, it would inevitably lead to the loss of a massive amount of Divine Power.

This was an excellent opportunity.

The Church Priests of the Hunting God Church, who had already Scouted Momona Cunzi several times, naturally knew everything happening in the village at this moment.

They had anticipated what would happen after the Priests accompanying the team saw this impersonated Statue of the God.

The god who responded to the Prayer first was still the Human Sun God, who had stolen the spotlight during this operation.

Amidst the artificial Tianguang overhead, a conspicuous golden ray of Divine Power, different from the natural white light, was projected down; it fell from the sky and directly covered the fallen Statue of the God of the Evil God.

The next moment, a massive, dense, deep green Divine Power erupted from the statue controlled by the Evil God, as if it wanted to resist and struggle, but it was all bound by the golden ray of Divine Power.

Both were gods, but how could this tiny god, who had lost the support of the faith of an alien population and thus turned into an Evil God, compare to the Human Sun God who had already ascended into space and become a powerful god?

"Praise my God! Praise the great Sun!"

"Praise the great power of my God! May you be ever victorious!"

All the Church Priests of the Sun God Church present cheered loudly at the same time; they looked smugly at the other Priests around them who had given up on their Prayers, just short of saying out loud that your gods were all useless, and only our Sun God was the most awesome and powerful.

But fortunately, they still knew better than to do something that would offend people.

The Priest who had led the Sun God Church team previously, who didn't know better and had planned to personally lead a group of people to launch a counterattack, had already lost all divine favor and Divine Power, becoming an ordinary person who could only be sheltered within the church.

This was a ready-made negative example for all the Priests on the scene; only after witnessing the loss of everything from the church did these Priests realize that they could never leave the status and life of the church for the rest of their lives. Making them lose their current identity, status, strength, and power would be less straightforward than just killing them directly.

The two-person-tall stone statue, fallen on the ground, was useless no matter how it erupted in resistance under the illumination of the golden Divine Power, and it was also peculiarly pulled by the golden Divine Power, slowly floating up from the ground.

The speed was relatively slow when it first left the ground, but after floating to a certain height, it gradually accelerated and flew rapidly toward the sky.

By the time the stone statue turned into a small black dot in everyone's line of sight, the golden Divine Power from the sky revealed its authoritative and destructive side.

In just an instant, the statue of the god made of stone shattered directly under the attack of the golden Divine Power.

The Sun God only used one 'attack' to directly destroy this fake thing in the high sky of Momona Cunzi that was impersonating the identity of other gods to solicit Faith.

Green light flashed in the high sky, and everyone looking up had to close their eyes.

Immediately following, a huge, rumbling explosion came from the sky; the people on the ground covered their ears one after another, the wooden tiles on the roofs of the surrounding houses also rattled in the vibration, and those parasitic monsters let out miserable roars toward the high sky as if the god they worshipped had died.

The huge sound, as well as some illusory ribbons of green Divine Power scattering in the high sky, all indicated that the power the Alien Evil God had invested in that impersonated Statue of the God had suffered a major loss.

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