A golden figure stood atop a streetlamp, speaking with amusement, "So it's the God of War from the United States. How dare you come here with such reckless audacity?"
The King of Heroes had arrived!
Having used his clairvoyance earlier to glimpse part of the situation here, he hadn't hesitated to rush over from his hotel.
Gilgamesh gazed at the massive crimson mechanical deity, his smile widening. "My dearest friend. Beg me, and I shall join you in slaying him!"
"No need. Just watch from the sidelines."
Nameless chuckled but firmly declined the offer.
Even though intervening would mean making an enemy of the entire Divine Council of the United States, the King had spoken without hesitation.
Truly, the tsundere King of Heroes!
Hum~
Golden portals materialized around Gilgamesh. "Oh? Would you like to borrow my weapons?"
Ea, shimmering with crimson light, began rotating gently, causing more fissures to spread across the bounded field.
"Thanks. But this is personal between him and me. No need to drag you into it."
Nameless expressed his gratitude but still refused resolutely.
Goldie wasn't alone now.
He had all of Uruk behind him.
If targeted by the Divine Council and forced into another war, the consequences would be unbearable.
"You really haven't changed at all!" Gilgamesh frowned slightly.
This guy had been this stubborn since their first meeting.
All you had to do was ask, and I would have fought by your side to tear this arrogant god apart!
Why refuse my help?
As the Heaven's Wedge once used as a tool by the gods, he loathed deities to his very core.
Then, another figure appeared silently beside them.
Adorned with an ornate crown, his breathtakingly beautiful face—transcending gender—was filled with a gentle smile. "Because that's just how Master is."
"Oh? You arrived even later than I did!"
Gilgamesh glanced sideways at the newcomer.
Despite this being China's territory, this local had been slower than him, an outsider.
"The United States deliberately blocked my perception of his aura. It's normal to be delayed."
Qin Shi Huang offered a casual explanation before turning his gaze toward the figure visible through the cracks in the bounded field. "Sensei, please step aside. Allow me to ensure he never leaves!"
Since he's come, he might as well stay forever!
Qin Shi Huang's vermilion eyes burned with fury.
How dare this fool attack Sensei on Chinese soil!
It seems those lofty deities truly have no idea what consequences the wrath of the First Emperor would bring!
Above the heavens.
The [Celestial Court] defense system had fully deployed.
All 108 heroic spirits of China received the summons.
At this moment, China's colossal war machine was fully mobilized by Qin Shi Huang's command.
Prepared to simultaneously confront the twelve Machine Gods of the United States!
If you want war, then come!
As the unparalleled First Emperor of the ages, Qin Shi Huang had never feared the threat of war.
Even if the opponent was a god!
However.
Nameless still lightly waved his hand: "Since he fancies himself a deity, let this ordinary mortal accomplish the feat of deicide!"
Did they all think he was an easy target?
It seemed he had to make an example to intimidate all enemies!
"Hahaha, a mere ant dares to challenge me alone?" The God of War roared with laughter.
This guy seemed even more arrogant than himself.
Abandoning the assistance of two top-tier heroic spirits to fight alone—what utter foolishness!
As long as he killed him, he could leave with ease!
Within the [Divine Domain], crimson light erupted violently.
The God of War swung his massive sword, burning his essence without hesitation to unleash his strongest strike—
[Sword of the War God!]
Boom!
The crimson light transformed into countless blades, forming a vast army.
The full authority of [War] was unleashed.
Nameless, standing there, appeared increasingly isolated and insignificant, as if he could be crushed to dust at any moment.
Witnessing this scene.
Qin Shi Huang and Gilgamesh gripped their weapons without hesitation, ready to intervene at any moment.
No matter how much they dismissed him as a false god.
He still possessed destruction on the level of a true deity—not to be underestimated in the slightest!
Hum~
"I am the Master of Ten Thousand Swords—Blades, come forth!"
Behind Nameless, countless sword phantoms appeared, even though he had not deployed [Unlimited Blade Works].
He made his own body the bounded field, his own body the forge, truly beginning to smelt countless swords.
All the sword phantoms converged into his hand, once again forming the Nameless Sword.
This was the will of ten thousand swords condensed.
This was a blade forged from countless battles.
This was a fragment of the power of creation bestowed by Tiamat!
The illusory sword slowly solidified into reality!
The God of War frowned at his opponent. "Why does your weapon possess a fighting spirit stronger than mine?"
A mere mortal devoid of divinity, yet his battle intent surpassed even his, the mighty God of War.
As if—
He were the true God of War!
"Because I've fought countless times more than you!" Nameless sneered.
Not just some fake God of War—even the real one couldn't compare to the number of battles he had fought!
He had appeared across countless timelines, clashing with innumerable powerful beings!
Golden scales shimmered across Nameless' body, as if he had transformed into a divine dragon in an instant.
The vast mana he had previously received from Tiamat was now fully channeled into his weapon.
With this, he swung his sword at his foe!
BOOM!
A radiant sword light shot into the sky, colliding head-on with the bloody glow.
CRACK—
The unstoppable [Sword of the God of War] was forcibly shattered by his strike!
The dazzling sword light continued forward, severing the arm that wielded the blade in a single slash!
The God of War stared at him in disbelief. "Impossible! How have you become so strong?!"
This power had far surpassed his own, eclipsing even the [Sword of the God of War] restored by the Divine Council!
Gilgamesh twitched his lips. "Another elbow chop, huh…"
The only consolation was that the other man hadn't uttered that line.
Just as he thought to be relieved—
"God of War, do you have enough spare mechs in stock?"
This was absolutely deliberate. Absolutely!
Gilgamesh gripped Ea, itching to give him a heartfelt "talk."
Beside him, Qin Shi Huang shot him a glance.
At that moment—
Nameless gave no quarter. Gripping a sword, he swung down mercilessly once more.
The surging mana Tiamat had provided earlier allowed him to strike relentlessly.
The radiant sword light cleaved from the God of War's head all the way down, leaving deep, grotesque fissures across his body.
The God of War's pupils contracted completely as he roared in fury. "No! This can't be! I am the mighty God of War—how can I fall to you?!"
In his boundless rage, his very essence ignited.
His pride—his offense, his defense—all of it had been utterly crushed.
But he was the God of War.
Even at death's door, he would never beg for mercy!
Any fear or panic was consumed by endless wrath.
Yet—
To his horror, Nameless closed the distance, his hands now clad in golden scales.
Both palms plunged deep into the fissures in his chest.
"Damn you—get off me, you bastard!"
The God of War thrashed wildly in his fury, his colossal form rampaging.
But it was futile.
He could only watch helplessly as a golden dragon's phantom emerged behind Nameless once more.
ROAR—!
The golden dragon roared, a dragon of human order from the two billion people of China, now truly mobilized by Nameless.
It granted him power beyond limits, allowing him to tear apart the War God mech with brutal force!
The War God lost all reason, instantly descending into a frenzied rampage: "Kill! Kill you! I will definitely kill you!"
Its remaining hand swiped viciously at its opponent, only to strike empty air. In its berserk state, it ended up smashing its own chest.
The pulsating mechanical heart was shattered in a single blow!
"What a pitiful brute. You can only wage war but never see victory!" Nameless gazed at it with pity.
To wield the authority of [War] yet lose [Victory]—who else would die if not you?
Then, let me grant you true release!
A brilliant sword light bloomed once more.
This strike gathered humanity's courage to sever ties with the gods.
Its name was—
[God-Slaying Strike!]
Boom!
The sword light swept across its neck, and in that instant, a glimmer of reason returned to the War God's frenzied purple eyes.
For a fleeting moment, it seemed to glimpse the true [God of War].
It opened its mouth, trying to speak, but no words came.
Thud!
Its massive body collapsed heavily to the ground, its head rolling away.
One of the Twelve Machine Gods of the United States—
Dead!
Crack~
The [Divine Domain] barrier shattered completely, returning them to the real world.
After slaying the War God, countless wounds suddenly erupted across Nameless's body.
Forcing himself to wield the immense divine power granted by Tiamat to awaken his true strength had pushed his current body far beyond its limits.
At the same time.
The sky churned with terrifying waves of energy.
The remaining eleven Machine Gods of the United States projected their avatars into the world simultaneously.
With one of their own slain, they would never let this stand!
"Hand over the culprit—Nameless!"
A domineering, godlike voice boomed into the ears of everyone present.
It was like a divine decree, brimming with the arrogance and might of gods.
Yet, Qin Shi Huang didn't even glance their way, instead asking with concern, "Master, are you alright?"
Just as he moved to support Nameless, another figure appeared beside him, gently cradling Nameless in her arms.
At the sight of her, Qin Shi Huang's expression tightened instantly, as if facing a dire threat.
An existence that should never have descended upon the world!
Gilgamesh, who had also been approaching, froze mid-step, gripping Ea tightly as he blurted out, "How could you possibly manifest in the mortal realm?"
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