Chapter 438

Chapter 438: Chapter 148

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The God of Fear didn’t learn modern science from earth, and he never went to the Machinery Realm to specialize in machines, so he couldn’t recognize the means of Sui Xiong.

But it didn’t matter. In battles between gods, it was not surprising for gods to use tricks that others couldn’t recognize; that was common.

For gods, the important thing wasn’t to recognize the enemies’ tricks but to defeat and even kill the enemies.

Reality was not a story, and fighting was not playing cards. If a god couldn’t understand the others’ tricks, of course, there would be some adverse effects on the battle. However, in fact, the effect wasn’t as big as many people thought.

At least, the God of Fear had experienced many similar situations. He had been too lazy to count how many times he had defeated his enemies before he had had time to recognize what tricks his enemies had used.

This time, he thought that there wouldn’t be an exception.

A very powerful means of attack, but I want to see how powerful your attack can be in the face of endless enemies?

He thought so, watching the situation of the war indifferently.

The evil gods who got the order didn’t directly rush to the gate opened by Sui Xiong in the barrier of the God’s Kingdom. Instead, they used Divine Power to create, or in other words, resurrect a large number of Oracles. Those Oracles would once again gather like a flowing river and rush toward the gate.

Of course, it took them some Divine Power, but there were so many gods here. If every god sent out 2,000 to 3,000 Oracles, that would be enough to gather together tens of thousands of Oracles. Just 2,000 to 3,000 Oracles wasn’t a big burden for them.

After a few moments, the countless evil Oracles who had gathered together again began to roar, rushing to the gate that Sui Xiong had deliberately opened.

What greeted them was the bullet storm that rushed with a whistling sound.

But this time, the battle result of the bullet storm was much worse than that of the last one.

The evil gods were not stupid. They had recognized that the bullet storm was first of all something powerful like crossbow arrows, so they all added a powerful remote-attack prevention spell to the Oracles.

The level of this spell was not high. It was basically a spell that even rookie mages who didn’t officially learn spells could cast. However, when gods used Divine Power to cast it, the effectiveness was greatly enhanced, reaching the height that rookie mages couldn’t even imagine.

The remote-attack prevention spell cast by rookie mages could resist one or two arrows shot from light short bows, but the same spell cast by gods was powerful enough to resist the giant crossbow arrows used in siege warfare. It could even resist them several times over.

With the protection of this spell, the defense ability of those Oracles was greatly improved. When the high-speed bullets hit them, the bullets seemed to fall into a sticky liquid. The speed of the bullets was greatly reduced, and the power was rapidly decreasing.

In spite of that, the explosive power of the bullets suddenly played a role, and the Oracles that rushed to the front were blown up. However, the efficiency of blowing up the enemies couldn’t keep up with the speed of resurrecting the enemies. Everyone could see that the mighty troops of Oracles were gradually approaching, getting closer and closer to the gate on the barrier of the God’s Kingdom.

However, Sui Xiong wasn’t worried. He just changed the type of the bullets, smiling.

In the next moment, the su su sound was mixed with the strange sound of electrical currents. When those high-speed bullets fell on the bodies of those Oracles who were rushing over in line, the bullets didn’t simply penetrate them; they burst out dazzling electric light, turning into countless electric arcs and jumping around on the enemies.

In just one moment, tens of thousands of Oracles who were rushing in the front were blown to ashes. The bullets that could turn into strong electric arcs didn’t stop, and they continued to sweep toward the formation of the enemies. Wherever they arrived, bright electric light appeared, and countless Oracles were electrocuted into black corpses.

It was not the patent of the evil gods to use Divine Power to strengthen the effect of spells. Sui Xiong was good at it, too.

Most of those Oracles had good spell resistance abilities, and the effect of general lightning bolts on them wasn’t big, but the lightning added with Sui Xiong’s Divine Power was completely different!

Seeing this scene, many evil gods frowned, but some evil gods with particularly rich combat experience laughed.

“Good! That’s it!” they said.

The evil gods once again gathered large Oracle troops and asked them to rush toward the confrontational position that Sui Xiong prepared for them.

This was of course not because the evil gods were stupid, but because they had found an opportunity to win.

The power of the lightning was indeed strong, but the evil gods could clearly feel that it was because Sui Xiong increased the spell with his Divine Power.

How much Divine Power did it take to increase the power of lightning to this point?

Of course, although the Void Mask consumed a lot of Divine Power, he could defeat so many gods at a time. In terms of the proportion of Divine Power consumption, the Void Mask definitely made a big profit. But what did it matter? Nearly a hundred evil gods were here. If every evil god spent a little bit Divine Power, the total Divine Power would be strong enough to force this junior god who had only debuted decades ago to spend all his Divine Power.

The evil gods didn’t know the old saying that “victories of wars were decided by back-up resources,” and they never heard of the sentence “seeing the number of their factories, I know I can’t win against them.” These things were said by a gambler from a small country in East Asia. However, they were very clear about the similar principles.

The war between gods was rarely determined by the direct battles fought by two real gods. Most of the time, this kind of war would become a long and cruel war of attrition. No matter what means the two sides used, the war was ultimately consuming the Divine Power of each other.

There were so many evil gods here. Even if they used 10% of their Divine Power to offset 1% of the Void Mask’s Divine Power, they would surely win the war!

After talking for a while, they decided on the strategy.

In the next battle, all the evil gods unanimously summoned monsters that had particularly tenacious vitality. Or they simply sent Oracles like Ooze. Those stupid and ugly troops had neither decent attack force nor fast speed. Their only advantage was that they could consume Sui Xiong’s Divine Power as much as possible in a simple war of attrition.

Seeing this scene, the God of Fear slightly tilted his mouth, showing a satisfied smile.

Although this is clumsy and stupid behavior, the overall direction is still quite good!

Thinking so, he couldn’t help but nod slightly.

…

On the other side, the Master of War frowned.

“Do you feel it strange?” he said to his subordinates. “We all know that the defense of the God’s Kingdom is very strong. If I were the Void Mask, I would have to rely on the strong defense to fight a positional type of warfare. But why does he open a gate on the unbreakable barrier? Doesn’t he bring trouble to himself?”

The war gods looked at each other, and they finally looked at Augmentin, the God of Strategy.

This was their rule. If they couldn’t understand something, they would just ask Augmentin.

The God of Strategy carefully watched the situation of the pure war of attrition. He pondered for a moment, and then he said with some uncertainty, “Perhaps… he is only setting traps.”

“Traps?” the God of Battle asked curiously. “The gap between their strength is so large. Are traps meaningful?”

“I don’t know about this. But from my point of view, I guess that it is precisely because the gap between the two sides is so large, so he needs to use traps to make up for the difference in strength,” the God of Strategy said. “If I were him, I would definitely set a trap that is as strong as possible so that I could strike the enemies heavily at once in order to make up for the gap as much as possible.”

“You mean that the gate is actually a trap, and it is very dangerous, right?” the God of Hunting and Holocaust said, revealing his usual, cruel smile. “I like this! Although the jellyfish makes me sick, what he does is very interesting!”

“Anyway, direct battles are more interesting!” the God of Berserker said, sighing. He took out a sharpening stone and sharpened his own axe wearily. He asked, “When is our turn to fight?”

The God of Strategy smiled, and he didn’t give the God of Berserker an exact answer.

“Anyway, at least not now. Just wait,” the God of Strategy said.

They waited for more than half a day.

…

After changing the type of bullets once more and defeating a large number of evil Oracles, Sui Xiong couldn’t help but frown.

He knew that it was impossible for him to go on like this.

Although he could kill a large number of Oracles, the battle had become a simple war of attrition. He alone had to fight against so many evil gods, so it was totally impossible for him to win.

He looked at the huge box next to him with regret and couldn’t help but shake his head.

“After time traveling, others can kill anyone with only a gun. Or they will produce a machine gun, and they definitely can win the whole world. But what happened to me? I even made a damn electromagnetic automatic cannon. As a result, they have found a way to restrain it in such a short time.”

Sui Xiong said so, but he still had to fight. After all, he had to find a way to solve the problem.

Fortunately, he had expected before that he might encounter such a situation, so he had already been prepared.

Now, it was time to change his strategy.

Sui Xiong looked at the electromagnetic automatic cannon with regret for the last time, then he raised his tentacles to pat on the cannon that looked like a giant rectangular box. The fierce weapon collapsed into countless light spots.

He didn’t let the Divine Power that constructed the weapon disappear. Instead, he directed it to re-aggregate and become a huge flamethrower.

“If I can’t defeat you in this way, I will use another way!”

After saying that, Sui Xiong used the flamethrower to spurt out raging flames. The flames turned into a sea of fire in the void, and there were countless figures shaking in the sea of fire. They were the mass-produced Oracle troops again.

Compared to that electromagnetic automatic cannon, this kind of mass-produced Oracle needed less consumption.

More importantly, they could proliferate on their own.

“Is it so great that you have so many people?” Sui Xiong said, twitching his lips disdainfully. He hooked his tentacles toward the place where the evil gods gathered, and he said, “Well, if this is a competition of numbers, I will never be afraid of you!”