Chapter 465: God vs Leviathan Lord (II)
The clash between the God and the Multi-Arm Leviathan Lord grew even more explosive as the battle continued, the man and the monster seeming to feed off each other’s immense power. With every collision of blade and claw, their brute strength soared to new heights, producing kinetic blasts that spread around them in violent waves.
Rocks and debris shot into the air while the very ground beneath their feet fractured and split open in jagged lines. It became impossible for anyone below the High Champion Realm to get anywhere near their duel, as the forces unleashed threatened to tear weaker beings apart from sheer pressure alone.
"ARGGHHHHH!" A scream of utter rage erupted from the Multi-Arm Leviathan Lord’s throat, the sound reverberating through the battlefield. Its massive body trembled, veins bulging, and a sudden surge of power burst from its chest as if it were triggering some hidden reservoir of strength.
The God’s eyes remained closed, yet a faint frown appeared on his otherwise serene face. The slight change in his expression revealed that he sensed something had shifted. He detected a massive chemical reaction within the monster’s body.
In response to this internal shift, the arms of the Multi-Arm Leviathan Lord began to bulge alarmingly, growing even larger and more muscular. Their power, already overwhelming, now ascended to a higher threshold, surpassing what it had shown before. The flesh and muscle of those limbs took on a dark, metallic sheen as if they had transformed into living metal. Realizing the danger, the God stepped several paces back, narrowly avoiding the monstrous arms as they hammered down upon the ground. Each strike hit with such force that massive craters formed on impact, scattering dust and stone in colossal plumes.
Freya, Grand Marshal Anglius, King Viserin, and all the other powerhouses on the battlefield took in this horrifying display. They watched the Multi-Arm Leviathan Lord’s brute force spiked to unimaginable levels. Solemn expressions adorned their faces.
Even Freya, whose pride and determination had carried her through countless hardships, felt a bitter twinge. The Leviathan Lord had held back some of its trump cards against her. She recognized that this newfound transformation was not something the creature could have triggered without cost. Yet it still stung her pride to know she had not forced the monster to show its full hand.
"Hmph." A sneer passed Freya’s lips. Instead of wallowing in self-pity, she allowed her rage to fuel her further. She dashed forward with ferocious vitality, obliterating every Levithan in her path. She crushed them underfoot, cleaved their bodies with whatever weapon lay at hand, and reduced them to nothing. Her relentless fury served as a rallying cry. Seeing Freya fighting on, despite the monstrous power displayed by the Leviathan Lord, emboldened the human forces. If the Viking princess could continue, they had no excuse to falter now.