Chapter 580 Heavenly Dungeon
Alice's voice echoed around.
Ares, hiding in the shadows, couldn't help but want to enter the fray and fight her himself.
A mere Mortal Deity, taunting so many Nature Deity-level elites and calling them wastes?
Where did she get the courage?
Ares thought back and realized, ah, the courage given by William the Obliterator...
It seemed there was nothing wrong with that after all.
Anyway, these Nature Deity elites were helpless against that alchemical furnace.
But they didn't know that!
Provoked by the taunt, someone couldn't restrain their anger and attacked again with their artifact, followed by a barrage of magical artifacts and a chaotic unleashing of special abilities and spells.
After shouting her taunts, Alice immediately felt the alchemical furnace she was hiding in transform the energy from the attacks outside into pure soul energy.
She smiled and continued to absorb the energy to enhance her strength, finding the whole process exceedingly comfortable.
...
William hadn't bothered to check on Alice's situation.
In his view, Alice has the protection of a Cosmic Entity, and the divine artifacts she carries are quite decent. It's impossible for her to come to harm,the only issue might be that she could appear somewhat disheveled while being pursued.
How could he have thought that Alice's process of being pursued was not at all disheveled? She essentially found a group of people who worked for free to help her level up. New n0vel chapters are published on
Moreover, she's the kind of boss who doesn't plan to pay after the work is done and even intends to beat them up.
Utterly ruthless.
Curious about Loki, William ventured alone to the 28th district.
The Heavenly Dungeon in the 28th district is surrounded by tens of thousands of defensive barriers, constructed by a collective of Absolute Deity gods as a prison within the Sanctuary of the Celestial Gods.
The so-called Heavenly Dungeon doesn't even have a door.
It's just a region within the 28th district, where space is distorted, time is chaotic, and various defensive barriers and attack magic circles are densely arranged.
Anyone with a power level below Absolute Deity who forcibly enters the Heavenly Dungeon and wishes to exit depends solely on fate.
The evil gods, demons, and criminals of the Divine Realm imprisoned here are constantly at risk of death, with their power levels continuously being weakened.
Only a few Creator Deities take turns guarding nearby.
These guards are not afraid of jailbreaks.
He had thought that aside from himself, Poseidon's swordsmanship was the most formidable.
He hadn't expected to encounter someone like this here today.
A pleasant surprise.
"Young man, what year is it now?" Oroku slowly stopped his movements, his blood-red eyes staring at William, his white hair whipping around like wild snakes, his whole body exuding the oppressive energy of a supreme powerhouse.
William smiled and asked, "Are you talking to me?"
Oroku laughed and said, "Young man, do you think you are strong? Do you know who I am? Since we've met today, serve as my attendant, and I will teach you unparalleled swordsmanship."
William shook his head and replied, "No need! By the way, who are you?"
"I am Oroku! Have you ever heard of a master swordsman called The Shredder?" Oroku's eyes flashed with blood, saying, "Judging by your appearance, you must have just arrived here! Tell me, how many years has it been since The Shredder's name vanished into obscurity?"
William said, "Sorry, I haven't heard of you. Continue practicing your swordsmanship, I'm leaving!"
"Hmph! Arrogant and ignorant young man!" Oroku snorted coldly, as his Katana already thrust towards William.
William stood in place, just watching him, blinked, and Oroku's Katana turned to ash. Oroku was sent flying backward, spitting blood, and fell to the ground, unable to get up.
"You... who are you?" Oroku had been practicing his swordsmanship for 50,000 years, feeling that his swordsmanship had reached an unparalleled level, confident that he had a 70% chance of victory even against Absolute Deity-level opponents.
But what just happened?
This person did nothing, yet his sword turned to dust, and he was severely injured.
"My name is William, you probably haven't heard of my name..." William thought for a moment, "I used to have another name, the Obliterator, not sure if you've heard of it."
Oroku's eyes widened, muttering, "William the Obliterator? You are William the Obliterator?"
He then laughed eerily as if he had gone mad, "Hahaha! William the Obliterator! I actually thought I was stronger than the rumored William the Obliterator!"
William glanced at him and didn't say much, simply leaving the desolate mountain behind him.
Stronger than him?
Well, back in the day, many in the Divine Realm probably thought they were stronger than William the Obliterator.
William didn't bother too much with this Oroku. Being imprisoned here for so long, it's common for one's mind to falter.
He continued on his way until he came upon a giant mountain thousands of feet tall and stopped.
A giant dragon was circling around the entire mountain, swooping down with its massive claws pressing down on a person engulfed in flames and covered in wounds. He was Loki, surrounded by bloodstains, barely alive, yet his eyes were still shining brightly.
That indomitable will to fight was evident!
"You're Loki, right? Seems like your willpower is still pretty strong!"