The crimson mecha walked step by step towards the deepest part of this divine realm. In the face of the surrounding machine god messengers, its response was a variety of cannon fire.
After being enhanced and modified by the bodies of the Sun-Moon twins, the current Supreme Masterpiece, if it were to return to the time when it bombarded All the World's Evils, would not need to unleash its full firepower to suppress the constantly appearing black puppets. In response to this, the intelligence of the Supreme Masterpiece, that is, the former White Dragon of Great Britain—Vortigern—rolled up his sleeves and stated:
Next time I run into this situation, this old man will directly show you what "blasting a city to smithereens in one shot" means! Don't come bothering my adorable son for no reason!
Perhaps it was because of the 1500 years, but the White Dragon who had once single-mindedly wanted to destroy Britain had finally turned into an old man who wanted to hold his grandson soon. He even thought back to 1500 years ago when he had directly thrown his own son, and he wished he could go back and slap himself twice. Now, Vortigern was just thinking about when his son and his girlfriend could give birth to a little dragon. At that time, he would personally teach his own grandson how to become the Lord of Britain. Anyway, the position of the Lord of Britain was currently vacant, and no one wanted to become the new lord. In that case, it might as well be a bargain for his own good grandson.
But it was still a bit early to think about these things, because they were about to face the great enemy of this current world.
In the very center of this divine realm, a meeting hall that originally had 12 tall seats, at this moment, 11 of them had been completely destroyed, leaving only the last magnificent throne, still flashing with a noble luster under the wrapping of thunder.
With a flash of lightning, a figure with thunder-azure skin appeared on that throne. Aslan looked at the figure before him and gently shook his head. Compared to the God-King from the Lostbelt in his memory, whose eyes held hegemony and wisdom, the aura of the guy before him was simply that of a tyrant, a madman.
"Human... with the body of an ant, you actually dare to touch the sky of the gods, and even create a false god. Very well... you have successfully aroused the anger of the King of the Gods. All accounts shall be settled today! Disappear into the thunder!!"
Zeus's phantom disappeared into the lightning. With a loud clap of thunder, the roof of this area was directly torn apart by the lightning. Then, under the flashing of that lightning, a golden face appeared in the sky above. As that azure face slightly opened its mouth, and its eyes began to flash with tears of light, the thunder in the sky became more and more intense, and then directly struck down towards Aslan.
The Supreme Masterpiece, upon seeing this thunder striking at it, unhurriedly ejected a box from its side, and then threw it to the side. Then, a specially made lightning rod by Aslan appeared on the ground. If he had really had no preparation, how could Aslan have come to challenge this King of the Gods? Even if this God-King had been weakened, he was still the God-King. He still had to be careful. For this operation, Aslan had started preparing this special lightning rod a year ago. But facing Zeus's thunder, these special lightning rods could only withstand one hit.
But it didn't matter. Aslan's lips curled into a slight smile. He had prepared enough lightning rods, enough to let the Supreme Masterpiece get close to Zeus's main body. In terms of the diversity of combat abilities, Zeus was completely no match for the Supreme Masterpiece. The current Zeus, who had not absorbed and integrated enough of the other gods' power, was just a large machine that liked to play with lightning.
Even if there was no time to use a lightning rod to evade Zeus's thunder, Aslan would absolutely not cherish his magical energy in the current situation. Avalon, when it should be released, would be released. Whether the Supreme Masterpiece should be considered a second living being was actually not so easy to judge. At least for now, the Supreme Masterpiece could be enveloped by Avalon while Aslan was piloting it. Zeus should be glad that Aslan, considering the mana issue, would not keep Avalon open all the time. Otherwise, he would have to eat a bolt of his own thunder from time to time.
Upon seeing this situation, Zeus let out a roar. A compressed bolt of lightning struck directly towards the Supreme Masterpiece. It was just that that topaz-like absolute defense, under the attack of this lightning, still did not waver in the slightest, and even directly reflected this bolt of lightning back at Zeus.
Looking at Zeus, who was already close at hand, the Supreme Masterpiece once again ejected several boxes from its side. Chains connected to scythes shot forward rapidly, and then firmly wrapped around Zeus. Because the boxes were not tightly attached to the Supreme Masterpiece's body, the lightning that returned from the chains on Zeus could not completely hit the Supreme Masterpiece.
It could be said that at this point, the current Zeus had no way of dealing with the Supreme Masterpiece in a short period of time.
Let's end the reign of the gods in this world here.
Aslan did not hesitate. He infused more magical energy into the Supreme Masterpiece. The Supreme Masterpiece pulled back a certain distance, then opened its arms. The special cannon port located in its abdomen slowly opened. There lay the Machine God core, wreathed by the dragon's soul. Now, through the power of the core, the Supreme Masterpiece would unleash an attack comparable to the full-power strike of a god.
The wrath of the gods who were used as stepping stones would erupt from the Gate of Justice of the Supreme Masterpiece. The White Dragon that had destroyed Britain would pour its power of destruction into it, and with this, recreate the pitiful lament of the gods.
"This is the artificial god born from the wreckage of deities. Here I swear, the Supreme Masterpiece fights only for justice. Now, reawaken the heart of a god! Witness, this is the glory of a man-made god! [Supreme Masterpiece - Justice]!! [Directive—Hammer of Justice]!"
The modified Justice possessed an even greater output of magical energy. The heart of the god in its chest was constantly beating. The shadow of the White Dragon flew out from the cannon port, and then firmly struck Zeus's body, tearing it apart. At this moment, let the King of the Gods drink the wine of defeat! Here, it is formally declared that humanity will surpass the gods!
"This is impossible! I am a god! I am a god—!! I am the King of the Gods!!"
Aslan, hearing Zeus's words, directly controlled the Supreme Masterpiece to raise the blade in its hand. Then, with one sword strike, he cut the God-King before him in two. Go and continue your grand dream of being the God-King in your distant dreams!
"The era of the gods is over. Here, I declare, we humans will bid farewell to the gods! Farewell, Zeus!!"
As the light on the blade faded, the thunder around Zeus before him also gradually subsided.