Beastmaster King

During Hel’s travels, she had earned the attention of many gods. Although she was powerful, her strength was no match for elemental rulers who had governed their domains for so long. It was this absolute dominion over Stellar Moon’s elemental forces that made the gods believe the world was theirs to command.

In the capital, hidden resistance members stared at the sky in shock.

“What... is this...?”

In an instant, millions of elite ice soldiers had gathered, their average rank and level formidable. Their target was the battlefield of gods.

In a tavern, an elder and a youth clutched steaming mugs, only for the heat to vanish the next moment.

“Teacher, I can’t wait any longer. I must help Lord Hel! Even if we can’t fight the gods, we can hold off the legion!” the youth cried.

“It’s hard.” The elder’s eyes were filled with bitterness.

Many understood that the key wasn’t defeating the Ice Goddess but changing her mind. Even if they succeeded against her, the Ice Goddess was just one of ten elemental rulers. The Light and Dark Gods were even stronger. Now, with the Ice Goddess summoning her legion, it was clear she intended to annihilate Hel completely.

“Even though it’s hard, we cannot stand by.” The elder chose to act, determined to buy Hel even a sliver of time to escape.

At this moment, seeing the ice legion mobilize, resistance members across the nation could no longer remain hidden. Knowing Hel’s defeat was inevitable, they resolved to stall for her. Hel herself, facing the rejuvenated Ice Goddess and her gods, frowned deeply.

She wasn’t surprised by the legion’s summoning. What frustrated her was the resistance’s disobedience. As Lu Ran had said, even if the entire resistance mobilized, it would be a drop in the ocean. Hel had hoped to change the Ice Goddess’s mind alone. Even in failure, only she would perish.

Among the ice elemental gods, a crown-wearing, tree-like entity demanded solemnly, “You’ve reached your limit. Return what you stole!”