Chapter 475 I recently learned a new gesture

Chapter 475 I recently learned a new gesture

William was not very familiar with the situation in the Divine Realm, but he thought that it would not have changed much from the era of the gods.

Delmar said, "There's no need for your help in dealing with Zeus now. What we need to do is join forces against Odin, the Shapeshifters, and other powers."

When Zeus's plan to unify the gods began, William destroyed the world, leading to the failure of all Zeus's schemes. All the powers had to rebuild in the Divine Realm. Poseidon and Zeus, while not exactly reconciled, only engaged in minor skirmishes, never escalating to an outright fallout.

On the other hand, Zeus saw through the hypocrisy of Hel and Loki, who would occasionally visit Hades to catch up.

Thus, Zeus wanted to join forces with Poseidon to confront the Norse gods.

Poseidon had little trust in Zeus. Now without his Trident and other divine artifacts, if he were to be tricked again, who knows if he could resurrect once more?

No need to deal with Zeus?

Moros, hearing Delmar's suggestion to unite against the Norse gods and the Shapeshifters, was overjoyed.

Their deity of witchcraft was no longer a significant power in the Divine Realm. They faced suppression from Poseidon, Zeus, the Shapeshifters, the Norse gods, and other forces, making them enemies on all sides. These gods continued to grow stronger with the unwavering faith of their followers, while their witchcraft deity weakened over thousands of years.

The twelve deities of witchcraft, holding various powers of laws, were coveted by many.

Yet, these twelve witchcraft deities were internally discordant, leading them to become the least influential in the Divine Realm.

William, overhearing these two planning such matters, couldn't help but say, "Once the Divine Realm descends, you better stay away from the places where ordinary people live."

Modern laws can't govern the myriad gods, of course.

The Divine Realm is vast and boundless. If its framework collapses and descends onto the Prime World like that previous parallel dimension, they can continue as they were in their Divine Realm, fighting their battles as long as they don't disrupt modern civilization. Everything would be manageable. ReAd latest chapters at novelhall.com Only

Delmar naturally understood the implication of William's words.

"When the Divine Realm descends, I'll warn them," Delmar said with a laugh. "I remember Hades spreading rumors in the Divine Realm, claiming that William has decreed that any deity descending into the world of mortals must abide by local laws. Have you met him?"

William, instead of answering, countered with a question: "So, you actually knew I was here all along?"

Delmar chuckled but did not respond. His silence was answer enough. He simply said, "William, about my Trident and the other Olympian artifacts..."

William raised his middle finger, his smile growing broader, ready to leave.

'Damn it! Let me test your abilities first!' Delmar hesitated no longer, thinking that at most he'd die. He began chanting a spell, a giant wave pattern appearing behind him, his aura growing stronger.

'You're asking for it, don't blame me for not being polite!' As soon as William finished speaking, he appeared in front of Delmar, swinging his fist without hesitation.

'The wrath of the sea god!' Delmar's expression was stern, the wave pattern behind him turning solid and rushing towards William, and a huge purple tornado storm descended from the sky.

William easily broke through the wave turned solid.

The purple tornado storm shattered the roof, falling near William's head, but suddenly changed direction, striking Delmar directly.

In the next moment, Delmar, soaked, was hit by his own summoned purple tornado storm, while William's punches and kicks rained down on him like a storm.

Screams of pain filled the air.

William's control over his power was still very precise, otherwise a single punch would have been enough to obliterate Delmar's soul along with his body.

What Delmar suffered now was merely superficial pain.

The damage wasn't severe, but the humiliation was extreme.

The avatar of the mighty Poseidon, a high-tier god-king, was being relentlessly pummeled on the ground, and his own summoned purple tornado storm had even struck himself.

After a frenzied assault for three minutes, Delmar was a mess with a blackened face, swollen nose, battered clothing, and an overall pitiable sight.

"Pfft!"

Delmar spat out a mouthful of seawater, looking pathetically at William and said unclearly, "Is this the level of a novice Soulmancer?"

William raised an eyebrow, "Yeah? You got something against novice Soulmancers?"

Moros, standing aside, could only turn his head away. Delmar was really courting death by challenging Mr. Johnson.

Poseidon had no idea how terribly those beings, even stronger than their deity of witchcraft from thousands of years ago, were beaten when they faced William.

It seems that the delicious-looking ancient behemoths are basically killed in one move, and then slathered with secret sauce for grilling.

Although Moros acknowledged the strength of a high-tier god-king, he didn't believe they were a match for William. Even the mighty Zeus, who tried to show off in front of William, ended up being brutally beaten by him. After that, William forcefully took Zeus's 'Sword of Thunder' and used it as a decoration at home.