Chapter 2630: Chapter 1767: War and Destruction (Ben Cat Is Just a Cat Who Eats)

For Duanmu Huai, this was the most important battle he faced after his time travel.

His enemy was the Spirit Race War God, a deity whose existence was longer even than that of the Chaos Evil God.

Especially considering the history of this War God.

According to player investigations, the history of this War God is quite amusing.

Take one very important thing, for example—back in the day when the Spirit Race was still the Cosmic Dominator, at its peak, the God of Prophecy, Lilith, was bored and stargazed at night, then told Kane that she foresaw the Spirit Race would one day kill him.

As the War God, Kane’s reaction upon hearing this news was very much in line with a War God.

If the Spirit Race would one day kill him, then he might as well kill them first!

Hmm, this is why Duanmu Huai never, ever gets close to any prophecy. Because once you hear a prophecy, you’re already trapped in its logical loop. Like this prophecy, if Kane ignores it and one day does get killed by the Spirit Race, he’d regret it bitterly. On the flip side, if Kane believes the prophecy and wants to eliminate the Spirit Race, then the Spirit Race will naturally resist to the end. If by then they really do manage to kill Kane, it would fulfill the prophecy.

Ultimately, self-fulfilling prophecies are disgustingly annoying, many stories go like this, don’t they? The ruler learns of a prophecy saying a Hero would destroy their country, so they send people to eliminate the threat, only for the opponent to escape, and then eventually come back for revenge as the Hero.

This is an extremely, extremely annoying thing.

So if anyone dares come to Duanmu Huai with a prophecy, he’ll slap them away without explanation.

And the Spirit Race Mother Goddess Aisha obviously didn’t want to see her children killed, so she expressed opposition. Kane naturally wasn’t happy about this, saying, the prophecy said the Spirit Race would kill me, and you’re stopping me from killing them, so by inference, aren’t you trying to kill me?

Aisha replied—Are you out of your mind?

Then the two gods started quarreling.

Their argument naturally alarmed the other gods of the Spirit Race, and eventually the Elf Main God Asuyan decided to create a barrier that would permanently separate mortals from gods. This way, it could prevent the Spirit Race from being killed by Kane—and also prevent Kane from being killed by the Spirit Race.

Kane thought this was fine, but Aisha was very unhappy as she couldn’t see her children anymore. So she secretly found someone to create Soul Stones, which the Spirit Race later used to preserve their souls and communicate with the Spirit Race.

Kane discovered this, and naturally was furious—so, you’re still trying to get me killed, huh?

The two argued in front of Asuyan again, who was speechless, since Aisha violated the rules and could only hand her and her husband over to Kane for handling. Kane decided to imprison them, planning to teach them a good lesson.

Then the God of Craftsmen, Val, couldn’t stand it anymore, stepped out to speak some fair words, and made a deal with Kane that if Val created one hundred divine weapons for Kane, Kane would release Aisha and her husband. Kane thought, getting free weapons, of course, he agreed.

But Val boasted too much, unfortunately lacking capability, and by the deadline, he only forged ninety-nine divine weapons, still missing one.

Then Val suddenly had a stroke of genius, hey, I’ll slip in a plain white weapon, Kane’s brain is full of muscles, he won’t notice.

In the end, Kane really didn’t notice, and took the weapons back to release Aisha and her husband.

But secrets can’t be kept forever; Kane didn’t notice at the moment, but later counted and realized there was a mistake, which naturally made him furious—hmm, Duanmu Huai totally gets it, he’d lose it too, damn, you idiot, really think I’m brainless?

So Kane beat Val up and tied him up.

Once again, the issue was brought to the Heavenly Court, whereas Asuyan was like the Jade Emperor constantly dealing with Wukong’s antics, utterly fed up with such trivial disputes, bluntly saying, I won’t bother, do what you please.

With Asuyan not taking a stance, naturally, the Spirit Race gods stood their ground, some thought Kane was right, Val deserved a beating. Others believed making such a fuss over trivial matters was unnecessary, could calm down and step back a little.

Kane said, stepping back the more I think, the angrier I get, can’t step down!

At that time, the Spirit Race’s divine system was somewhat similar to the Faelun World’s deity system, with different factions worshiping various deities, and naturally, the leaders’ thoughts were their thoughts. So soon, Kane’s believers started bashing Val’s believers, and other deity’s believers either stood with Kane or helped Val’s, sparking a prolonged conflict.

The Spirit Race leader at that time realized this wouldn’t work, the gods were having conflicts above, but it was tearing the Spirit Race Empire apart internally. So as the nominal leader of the entire Spirit Race, it went to Kane to initiate a challenge, engaging in a duel.

As expected, no matter how formidable the Spirit Race heroes are, they’re still mortals, bound to be hammered down by Kane.

At this moment, Asuyan also stepped in. After all, Kane killing mortals, especially the Spirit Race’s own champion warrior, was politically incorrect. So, Asuyan declared the matter settled and gave Kane a small lesson, thus ending the issue.

Incidentally, when the Obsessive Sin was born in Subspace, Kane, as the War God, naturally engaged it in battle but was ultimately defeated and shattered into pieces.

And since the Obsessive Sin was birthed from the indulgence and hedonism of the entire Spirit Race Empire, it can theoretically be considered that the "Spirit Race" killed Kane.

So you see, prophecies are such foolish things, only fools would believe in them.

Although Duanmu Huai never really interacted with Kane, he wasn’t that afraid of him.

The reason is simple, because according to player research, Kane is quite capable of fighting, but... his battle record is really disgraceful.

According to player investigation records, Kane’s incarnations appeared several times in history, but he lost each time.

According to incomplete statistics, he lost to the Insect Race, lost to Chaos, lost to the Primordial, lost to the Orcs, and even lost to natives.

He was even once blown up by his own people while testing a new weapon.

Also as a deity, to be honest, Duanmu Huai finds him... very embarrassing.

A War God, yet... always defeated in battle, always fighting yet always losing, right?

Therefore, Duanmu Huai doesn’t mind adding one of his own marks to this War God’s "glorious deeds."

If Kane knew what was going on in Duanmu Huai’s mind at this moment, he would surely jump in rage. Unfortunately, Kane obviously didn’t know what Duanmu Huai was thinking, and these thoughts only flashed through Duanmu Huai’s mind for a moment before both sides clashed.

In terms of size, Kane was larger than Duanmu Huai, but as they collided, Duanmu Huai’s size became as large as Kane’s. They seemed like the super transformed heroes and monsters battling each other in a tokusatsu movie, clashing on a terrain composed of jungles, high towers, and cities.

The spear in Kane’s hand emitted a wail and heat as if doomsday had arrived. This piercing scream stirred the blood and passion of the Spirit Race warriors around, who cheered as they rushed forward, attempting to fight alongside their worshiped War God and eliminate the great enemy wantonly destroying their homeland.

However, Duanmu Huai was not one to take things lying down either.

Warriors of the Sun Spear charged forward, their steps light and swift as the wind. Yet, in front of them, Ogis made no move, instead stepping back and pulling out a giant suitcase from nowhere. As the lid flipped open, a pitch-black puppet sprang out, spreading its claws and lunging toward the enemy ahead.

The Elf warriors sneered at such tricks, realizing things were amiss only when their bodies were ensnared by threads, nailed still like statues. However, by then, the puppet’s claws had mercilessly torn open their throats, letting their blood and life burst forth, turning them into cold corpses.

Lorena opened the Holy Canon, then closed it. Holy Light emerged from the young priestess’s body as she clenched her white little fists and fearlessly swung the chainsaw sword against her. Upon contact with the priestess’s pristine skin, the sword’s edge, sharp enough to cut through gold and jade, shattered into countless pieces, flying backward like bullets shooting into the bodies of the Elf Guards. They retreated, howling, only to be struck in the chest by the Holy Canon — their tall, slender torsos immediately caved in like a boulder from a trebuchet.

The Guardians behind raised their Star Dart Launchers, an elegant and peculiar weapon capable of launching projectiles sharp enough to sever limbs and armor through the Gravity Accelerator. Even the heavy armor of the Insect Swarm paled before them.

But they didn’t get the chance to fire.

"Boom!!"

The revolver in Mary’s hand discharged a deafening shot, sending a golden flash streaking through the air to hit a Guardian’s head, reducing it to fragments like a watermelon and splitting into tiny beams of light shooting sideways. This instantly disrupted the Guardians’ strict formation as they shifted focus, attempting to eliminate the sudden enemy. However, they were soon astonished to find that their usually effective attacks proved useless against the human girl.

She dodged the Spirit Race’s precise shots with elegance, remaining unruffled even against surprise rear assaults. Contrarily, under those golden eyes, the Spirit Race’s prideful stealth and ambush were meaningless. Mary had no need to aim her attacks. With every shot, it was as if a Spirit Race member would deliberately run into her line of fire, as if the girl already knew where they’d appear.

Across from her, the Prophet and War Witch fared no better. Frieren floated in the air, waving her magic wand silently as beams of light transformed into a torrential downpour, mercilessly bombarding their positions. The latter couldn’t even counter; their self-assured spiritual witchcraft was destroyed before it could unfold. Their 360-degree protection shield also blocked the Spirit Race’s further attacks on the enemy.

What appeared next were hundreds of Night Guards in heavy armor, wielding chainsaw guns. As always, they were silent and cold. Soon enough, the fierce, heavy sound of explosions set the main rhythm of the battlefield, commencing further suppression and slaughter of the Spirit Race — even under the War God’s protection, it was meaningless.

Not to mention, the War God himself didn’t have time to protect his believers right now.