Chapter 1124: God of Strength

A breach appeared in Zuan Ke's city wall.

But the breach was still not large enough, so Kelsaro leapt out of the Holy Light Flame, landed within the city, his Titanic divine power surged to the limit, his body instantly swelled to twenty meters tall, his head higher than the wall, like a deity descending.

"Loa!"

The charging troll that was rushing forward saw Kelsaro's current form, its face filled with sheer terror, and it hurriedly halted.

Kelsaro swung his great axe, which expanded in sync, and struck the breach in the wall several times.

Boom! Boom! Boom…

Each axe strike caused the ground to quake and stones to fly.

The whole section of wall collapsed, teetering, and Kelsaro finished with a holy shockwave, finally toppling that segment; countless stones poured outward, falling into the moat and filling it.

At that moment, a flock of Icewing Dragons swooped down, exhaling icy breath that froze the moat; with the wall rubble as a base, within seconds an ice bridge to the city formed, leaving Zuan Ke fully exposed to the Radiant Legion.

"Hold the breach!"

"We must not let the enemy break through!"

A loud roar echoed through Zuan Ke, and Kelsaro turned toward the sound, seeing a towering, muscular troll warlord.

He was slightly taller than the troll warlord Kelsaro had just slain, over three meters, his body broad, his naked upper half packed with explosive muscle, his skin covered in blue tattoos, wielding a greatsword, charging while riding a giant bear.

Kelsaro narrowed his eyes.

This troll warlord, blessed by Loa, had undergone nine Soul Transformations, and his strength was comparable to Zulazabu's.

He led the charge, followed by hundreds of trolls also mounted on giant bears, each taller than ordinary trolls, at least elite rank, all with red eyes.

These trolls were all berserkers.

The God of Strength Usok's true form is a Gumanra War Bear; it can bless its followers with "Giant Bear Strength," enlarging their size, and when they enter a berserk state their power surges, and outstanding berserkers can even receive a war bear mount.

These hundreds of berserkers constitute Zuan Ke's elite military force, answering to Chieftain Mandohas of the Blood-Eye Tribe.

At the forefront was Mandohas.

"Great Usok, grant me strength!" Mandohas roared angrily, his tattoos twisting and glowing, his already massive body swelling again, his eyes bloodshot and red, becoming a terrifying troll over four meters tall.

The Gumanra War Bear beneath him also roared, its four legs sprinting wildly, as if mad.

The following berserkers each entered a berserk state.

Hundreds of massive war bears charged together, their primal, frantic aura spreading, like a legion of beasts rushing toward the breach, as if to tear apart any enemy before them.

Kelsaro stood alone in the way.

He glanced back; the Radiant Legion was still in the forest across the moat, at least half a minute away from breaking across the ice into the city.

The troll berserkers would arrive first and block the breach.

That would not greatly affect the battle.

Having chosen to assault Zuan Ke, the city's fate was already sealed; only the process would differ slightly.

Kelsaro felt a fierce gaze from Mandohas.

In this Loa warrior's blood-red eyes swirled madness and fury, and a bold courage to die, but no fear.

Behind him stood his own tribe and people, unable to retreat a single step, with no room to fall back.

The distance between them shrank rapidly.

Mandohas could clearly sense the aura of the towering troll ahead, hotter than fire, vast and holy, comparable to the God of Strength he had served for centuries; just a glance would choke the soul.

Yet he hesitated not a moment, roared, and leapt up using the war bear's momentum.

"For Zuan Ke!"

Mandohas raised his greatsword, slashing toward the enemy's head.

"Courage is commendable."

Kelsaro thought to himself, and lightning-fast extended his left hand; in his Titan Giant state his palm was as wide as a wall, and he grasped Mandohas with pinpoint precision.

Clang!

Mandohas's greatsword struck Kelsaro's palm, spraying a spray of sparks, then lodged in the muscle, without a drop of blood spilling.

His eyes widened, unable to believe it was his own flesh.

Immediately, the giant hand seized him.

Kelsaro held him like a toy; no matter how Mandohas struggled, it was futile, and he slammed him to the ground.

Boom—!

Half of Zuan Ke's ground trembled briefly.

Mandohas's body instantly burst into a spray of blood, the giant hand erupted with countless Holy Light flames, vaporizing his blood and flesh; a holy shock followed, forming a wall of flame over ten meters high that surged forward hundreds of meters.

The charging troll berserkers were crushed as if by a massive wall, accompanied by a terrifying firestorm, instantly reduced to ash.

"Ah…"

A chorus of screams spread, along with the giant bears' pained roars, but they ceased quickly.

Kelsaro shrank his body; beneath his foot lay a massive palm imprint, the street hundreds of meters ahead now a fiery hell, and Mandohas, the hundreds of berserkers, and their giant bear mounts were all turned to ash under that palm.

He leapt upward with a flash step, landing on an Icewing Dragon's back, overlooking Zuan Ke.

Soon.

The Radiant Legion surged through the breach into the city, beginning a one-sided slaughter; the Blood-Eye Tribe's chieftain and elites were wiped out, and even the many Loa-blessed berserkers were no match for the Radiant Legion.

The Icewing Dragon circled in the sky, swiftly slaying Zuan Ke's giant eagle hunters.

The ground defenses collapsed at the first touch.

Zuan Ke's army resisted for less than a quarter hour, and under the lead of a dozen surviving senior berserkers, surrendered to the Radiant Legion.

The battle was far easier than expected, because the trolls were already accustomed.

Wars among Loa have never been about total extermination; they know that conversion ensures survival, as Loa needs followers. Those stubborn troll tribes that would rather die than convert have mostly migrated to the God‑Abandoned Lands.

Half a day later, the Radiant Legion successfully seized control of Zuan Ke.

But this is not the end.

Under the gaze of hundreds of thousands of Zu An Ke trolls, Ke Er Sa Luo again assumed his giant form, gathering a massive golden flame in his palm and hurling it toward Wu Suoke's temple.

Amid the earth‑shaking explosion, the temple was destroyed.

All the trolls were terrified.

What destroying a Luo A's temple means is crystal clear to them: it is the gravest provocation one Luo A can send to another, and the two will not cease until one perishes. Only the death of one side can end this war!

Even though the Zu An Ke trolls knew this was a Luo A war when the enemy invaded, they did not want their city to become a battlefield for the Luo As.

"We're doomed."

"Will a Luo A come to Zu An Ke?"

"I don't know."

"Our tribe has served the Luo A for so many years; doesn't everyone know He will never tolerate such provocation and will certainly come!"

"But this is a trap…"

The trolls in Zu An Ke city, while trembling with fear, found themselves in a dilemma. They hope a Luo A will rush to Zu An Ke, eliminate the enemy, and reclaim their city for the tribe; yet they dread two Luo As clashing in Zu An Ke and destroying their home.

Fearful of His coming, yet also fearful of His not coming.

A moment later.

An angry roar came from the east, and all the trolls in Zu An Ke turned to look. It was the direction of Wo Da Xi Er, the city where the Luo A temple of Wu Suoke, the god of Strength, stands, just over a hundred li from Zu An Ke.

The ground in the east trembled, trees in the forest fell in swaths, and in the distance a massive beast could be seen rapidly approaching.

Ke Er Sa Luo spread his wings and rose into the sky, gazing eastward.

"It actually came!"

He was rather surprised; by not attacking Wo Da Xi Er directly and choosing Zu An Ke, anyone could see this was a strategy to lure the tiger from the mountain.

A Luo A constantly perches on the Ancient Sacred Altar and will not leave easily.

In the history of the Southern Continent, almost every Luo A's failure and downfall stemmed from leaving its own Ancient Sacred Altar, allowing enemies to strike the stronghold and seize control of the altar. Some had the altar taken by foes, others were betrayed by their own trolls; in any case, none ended well.

Ke Er Sa Luo originally thought Wu Suoke would not come and had prepared a response.

If Wu Suoke were to hold the Ancient Sacred Altar and not emerge, then starting from Zu An Ke, they would siege city after city, conquering the troll tribes west of Wo Da Xi Er one by one, until Yin He Nie Luo, where the loss of millions of troll followers would force Wu Suoke to launch an attack.

Unexpectedly, after just capturing the first troll city, this Luo A could no longer hold back.

"Roar…"

A deafening roar echoed across the sky, then turned into speech, its tone filled with ferocity and anger: "Trolls, come out!"

Ke Er Sa Luo transformed into a streak of golden light and flew out of Zu An Ke.

A few li outside the city, he saw the god of Strength Wu Suoke, whose appearance matched the rumors: a massive bear. Yet it dwarfed any war bear Ke Er Sa Luo had ever seen, exceeding thirty meters from head to tail, its torso thick and powerful, cloaked in black fur, limbs like pillars, each massive claw glinting with terrifying cold light.

Its bear head was extremely robust, snout protruding, and its crimson eyes, though filled with endless rage, still retained a hint of reason.

The giant bear emitted a visible red aura—this is divinity!

It stood on a clearing, the forest behind it trampled into a wide passage that stretched to the horizon.

Ke Er Sa Luo observed with both eyes, his eyelids twitching involuntarily.

Wu Suoke's Strength had reached Level 20; given its massive size, reaching the limit of power is exceedingly difficult—the larger the body, the harder the increase—but it had done it!

No wonder it's the god of Strength!

Besides Strength, its "Toughness" also caps at Level 20, along with "Infinite Frenzy," "Savage Bite," "Piercing Roar," Level 10 "Tear" and "Pierce," "Rapid Self‑Healing," and "Limb‑Regeneration."

Rapid Self‑Healing and Limb‑Regeneration are both supreme Elements; if advanced they can merge into "Bleeding Rebirth," but for Wu Suoke, advancing makes no difference.

Because it is a Luo A, that is, a demigod.

A demigod's divinity is indestructible, allowing rapid healing of bodily wounds; it has no weak points, the effect being the same as Undying Body. Wu Suoke's divinity is vast; after a single glance of the Soul Eye, Ke Er Sa Luo estimated its divinity to be close to two hundred thousand units!

That is exactly twenty times Elder Suo Li Mu's!

If it were ignited by divine fire, the converted divine power could likely elevate its divine rank beyond Tier Three, perhaps even to a mid‑level deity.

Such immense divinity makes Wu Suoke almost impossible to kill. It possesses no standout abilities; merely its maxed‑out Strength and defense, plus the simplest attacks—bite and claw—allow it to stand invincible.

Melee combat with it is tantamount to courting death.

Even an ancient dragon cannot withstand a single bear‑claw strike from it; the legendary golden Bimon beast pales in comparison to this Luo A.

"No wonder it dared to leave the Ancient Sacred Altar."

Ke Er Sa Luo thought to himself.

However, Wu Suoke is not truly invincible. Ke Er Sa Luo instantly spotted its shortcoming: it lacks ranged attacks, has no magical ability; the Ancient Sacred Altar lets it harness massive energy but cannot form spells, only simple applications.

Wu Suoke runs swiftly and has boundless stamina, yet because of its colossal size, its agility in close‑quarters grappling is merely average.

"Trolls."

Wu Suoke also sized up Ke Er Sa Luo; a remarkably human‑like angry expression crossed its bear face, yet it was very cautious, and in a deep voice asked, "Are you the one who controls the Sai Lu Altar?"

Every Ancient Sacred Altar on the Southern Continent has a name; the term 'Ancient Sacred' is merely a numbering, and the names are given by trolls and Luo As.

The main altar of the Abandoned Divine Land is called the Sai Lu Altar.

"It is I."

Ke Er Sa Luo nodded; when he previously controlled the Ancient Sacred Altar, three Luo As immediately sensed it and transmitted a message.

The first voice at that time was Wu Suoke.

"How did you find the Liu Sai Altar?" Wu Suoke looked very puzzled, "The Sai Lu Altar has been damaged for over seven thousand years, the temple entrance on the surface was also destroyed. My companions A Kun Da and Bo Ge Ya En and I searched for a long time; we could only determine a rough direction, but not the exact underground location."

The giant bear was filled with curiosity.

It does not understand the Ancient Sacred runes or script; although it controls the Ancient Sacred Altar, it merely follows the altar's prompts—a completely foolproof operation.

Understanding both the phenomenon and its underlying reason.

For over a millennium of mastering the Ancient Sacred Altar, Wu Suoke has studied it countless times yet never grasped the key. Almost every Luo A is the same.

Thus, when it sensed that the Liu Sai Altar had been found and restored, it was thrown into extreme shock.

This means that the Loa who controls the Liuse Altar definitely knows the ancient holy runes, at least more than I and the other Loa do.

Wusuke was even considering contacting the god‑abandoned‑land Loa, but because of Loa's habit only made some probes, waiting for a more appropriate moment. Yet unexpectedly, before I could act, the other side barged in and directly seized Zuanke right under my nose.

It has no idea how that was accomplished.

Clearly this is related to the secret of the ancient holy altar; after consideration, Wusuke made a bold decision to leave Wodaxier and meet the other side.

It wants to know the answer.

Even if this troll Loa refuses to speak, Wusuke isn't afraid of trouble; he has absolute confidence in his own strength.

The Soul Eye sees Wusuke's thoughts clearly and guessed his intention.

Ke Er Sa Luo is a bit surprised.

The bear turns out to be a curious baby, risking danger for knowledge. They say curiosity killed the cat; it seems it can kill a bear too.

"No comment." Ke Er Sa Luo refused without hesitation.

(End of Chapter)