Chapter 2307: Taking care of the Prophetess
Under the white, merciless sun of the Fourth Realm, a battle raged again between the forces of the Life Path and the Freedom Path. Heat shimmered across the broken plains, twisting the air into ribbons of light as warriors hurled their powers against one another.
Roars of exertion mingled with cracking space rifts, bursts of annihilation flame, and the metallic echo of divine armor striking bone. Every combatant fought with absolute determination, forcing every iota of strength through battered meridians in an effort to overwhelm the other side.
Yet one combatant held back.
Where others strained and bled, Cain conserved. His movements were sharpened to the bare minimum—precise footwork, efficient bursts of energy, no flourish wasted. His only responsibility was to keep the Alpha-Omega Overgod Prototype contained.
No one else on the battlefield could survive a direct exchange with it—not for minutes, much less hours. Cain’s restraint was therefore not questioned. Every ArchDeity understood that as long as the Prototype remained locked in place, the Life Path still had a chance.
Time stretched into exhaustion. When the fifth hour finally bled into existence, both armies staggered backward, too drained to continue. The Freedom Path’s forces—led by Crowley—had endured just long enough. Any additional push risked catastrophic casualties among the Life Path, forcing Skull Lord to withdraw. The call echoed through the command channels, bitter but necessary.
A draw.
No cheers, no triumph—but no despair, either. Despite their failure to crush Crowley’s forces and secure the continent, not one ArchDeity under the Life Path had fallen.
The high command accepted the outcome with pragmatic calm. They would recover. They would strike again. Time was their most renewable resource.
With practiced efficiency, the Life Path soldiers disengaged from the frontlines, not a single one missing.