Chapter 1353

My younger sister is super unlovable: "WTF... that's a huge bird."

Sakata Ginji: "WTF... I've never seen a bird this big, comparable to a giant spaceship."

Learned something new!"

Tony isn't the richest: "WTF... this bird really is huge."

Pfft! That bird is definitely Garuda—the biggest one over there."

Miss Xia Shizi: "Eeeh..."

Xiao Tongtong: "You freaks, speaking such vulgar words..."

Tony isn't the richest: "...... When did I say anything vulgar? Isn't what I said true? That bird really is huge."

Bai Hu Zi: "...... Don't even mention the biggest one—just those... smaller ones are terrifyingly large too."

Let the world feel pain: "Looks like Thor, the dragon maid, and the other two dragons were beaten badly."

Jackie Chan doesn't want to be an archaeologist: "I think... anyone with eyes could see that..."

"That's only natural—their strength is far too overwhelming... Actually, Thor holding out until now has already surprised me."

Bai Jing Heizi: "So, the president and the others just arrived? Appearing at the critical moment! Tsk, classic protagonist entrance trope."

My younger sister is super unlovable: "You should laugh now when it's critical! Think—if the police in those movies always showed up after everything was over, what would you do?"

Ti Qie Hui Li: "...... I think Thor is probably already cold."

Xiao Lin: "......"

Su Han chuckled in silence, shifting his gaze away from the society and toward the distance, sensing the wariness on Garuda's face.

"The leader of the Eight Heavenly Dragons—Garuda."

"A deity from Indian mythology?"

"Nice to meet you! I bring you a gift."

"I hope you won't be displeased with my gift."

Su Han's voice was gentle; he clenched his fist, and the void behind him twisted, radiant golden light blazing brilliantly.

One by one, weapons emerged from it, their radiance subdued, all aimed squarely at Garuda.

"King's Treasure!"

As Su Han uttered those four words, countless treasures and zanpakutō shot forth, hurtling toward the distance.

Lei Shen Tuo had remained calm until now, but as he watched, his eyes suddenly widened, his lips trembling.

For he suddenly saw his Mjölnir and his newly acquired Storm Axe launch from the King's Treasure.

Lei Shen Tuo: ""

"WTF! What the hell is going on?" Lei Shen Tuo looked utterly bewildered.

Of course, if it were merely the weapons launching, Lei Shen Tuo wouldn't be this shocked... the key point was, he could feel from these two weapons that... overwhelming thunderous power.

Even with his eyes, he couldn't tell these weapons were fakes.

That was terrifying... Above, the sky was densely packed with all kinds of weapons.

Garuda's expression changed abruptly, his pupils filled with disbelief, his entire worldview shaken.

He blurted, "How could this be... Who the hell are you? Did you loot every divine system in this world?"

Garuda sensed divine energy among the endless weapons.

Among them, even weapons imbued with divine power...

Were countless.

He even saw the primary divine weapons wielded by Indian supreme deities.

He detected their genuine power fluctuations.

These weapons, even in the hands of supreme deities, would be treasured as ultimate relics, only drawn out when facing mighty foes.

But in Su Han's hands, they were treated as mere tools, launched with the most wasteful extravagance... this kind of wealth, even Garuda, leader of the Eight Heavenly Dragons, felt dizzy just watching.

He doubted he might have been a fake god.

Shaking his head, Garuda forced himself to calm down, letting out a low growl.

"No matter..."

"how you acquired so many treasures, having a vast number of divine weapons doesn't mean you're invincible."

Garuda claimed indifference, but his eyes were red with envy.

His wings spread wide, brilliant light erupted, and as he flapped them, a storm surged forward.

This was solidified wind, even condensing into wind blades midair, knocking away weaker weapons.

But these wind blades couldn't stop even a single one of the top-tier weapons.

Garuda's face remained expressionless, unsurprised; his wings beat the void.

Each beat carried incomparable power.

His wings were countless times harder than steel.

Even divine weapons couldn't pierce his wing defenses.

But the weapons launched from the opposite side were too numerous—nearly infinite.

Yet even if Garuda defended perfectly, over time he would inevitably make a mistake... because no one, not even a god, can avoid error.

CLANG! The Ryūjin no Ha—Fire Blade grazed his wing, piercing through his defense.