Chapter 440: Ninety-Second Floor, The Feast’s End (6)
[Eliminate the third-class god ‘Eternal Feast’ alongside the other apostles. Time remaining: 46 hours 58 minutes.]
Poong-Wol surged forth from the silver rift that split open the ashen world. The azure dragon coiled around Wan in a protective embrace.
On the other side of the battlefield, Gehenna descended while sending down a pillar of flame to shield Sdeeka. The winds conjured by Poong-Wol fanned that inferno and magnified it into something grander. For an instant, the gray world was painted crimson.
At least that buys us some time.
However, it hardly restored the balance.
Poong-Wol wasn’t weak, but he couldn’t rival an apostle. Moreover, Sdeeka served a fourth-class god, whereas all their opponents served third-class gods. At least they wouldn’t be crushed one-sidedly, especially since they were here to support me and not to overpower the enemy. Maintaining even a fragile equilibrium was sufficient.
Gehenna had already stood at a remarkable level when I first met her. From what she had shared, her creator was a second-class god. Although it was true that her god had practically abandoned her—which set her apart from most apostles—with my divinity, she should stand at least on par with a third-class apostle.
I don’t know what the traitors plan to do if they succeed in defeating my other allies.
Regardless, preventing that outcome was good enough.
Both Gehenna and Poong-Wol had keen instincts. They wouldn’t allow themselves to be drawn into reckless gambits. If luck favored us, they could even fell one opponent and then come to my aid.
That was overly hopeful, however, and it didn’t make me feel any more at ease.
After all, the traitors had forced me to reveal my hand. I had held back my full strength at the cost of injuries because there were still too many unknowns.