Tycoon War God-Chapter 705: The Rod of Zeus? That’s All?

"To defy the might of the Thunder God is to court death!"

The Thunder God considered himself a divine being. He already felt the sting of shame from when Lin Mu had destroyed his divine avatar. Now that Lin Mu dared to attack his true form, the Thunder God felt utterly scorned.

"You ant! Do you think that by destroying one of my avatars, you can confront the majesty of a god? Today, I will show you what a true god is!" the Thunder God’s voice boomed, haughty and ice-cold.

As he spoke, thunderbolts turned dark as they entwined around his body. The ground disintegrated where the lightning struck, sending rubble flying in all directions. In his eyes, lightning converged and flashed. Devoid of any human emotion, he was indifferent and merciless, a deity gazing down upon all living things.

BOOM!

A ball of lightning shot forth to meet Lin Mu’s fist. The very air was pierced through, emitting a deafening roar. This terrifying power was far beyond anything the possessed King Jiasuo could have produced. A True God had descended, and his power was dreadful.

"Break!"

Lin Mu just smiled faintly. With a casual strike, he tore the ball of lightning in two.

At the same time, Ye Kuangren’s attack arrived. His target was not Lin Mu, but the Thunder God. His arrogant nature disdained joining forces with anyone. If the Thunder God wanted to steal his prey, he would kill the Thunder God first, then deal with Lin Mu.

"Ye Kuangren, have you lost your mind?" the Thunder God roared in fury.

"Step aside, and I might spare you," Ye Kuangren said proudly.

"Kill me? You’re welcome to try!"

Enraged, the Thunder God abandoned his attack on Lin Mu and turned his full force on Ye Kuangren.

The Thunder God’s thunderbolts carried a vast and boundless divine authority! Ye Kuangren’s aura was just as dominating, with white radiance shooting in all directions! The cultivation technique he practiced was formidable; each strike emitted a white light that shattered everything it touched, from mountains to thunderbolts. Worthy of the Martial Alliance Leader, his destructive power was no less than the Thunder God’s!

"Interesting. You two still have the heart to be at each other’s throats!"

Lin Mu found the situation laughable, but he didn’t want to delay any longer. He unleashed a move from the Twelve Forms of Godslaying, Demon Slaying, and Immortal Execution—the Deicide Fist!

BOOM!

A terrifying power, capable of destroying heaven and earth, erupted from Lin Mu’s fist. This force was ancient and desolate, filled with a chilling intent to kill. It was suffused with an Aura of Death, as if it had once truly slain gods.

Ye Kuangren was fine, but the Thunder God suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of crisis, as if the twilight of the gods had arrived and all deities were doomed to fall.

"An ant dares to attempt godslaying? Perish!"

The Thunder God took a deep breath. A dark glow swirled around his body as a throne constructed from black thunderbolts slowly took shape behind him. With the Thunder God seated upon his throne, his divine authority surged, and the power of his thunderbolts grew even more terrifying.

Ye Kuangren’s pupils contracted, and he ceased his attack.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The Deicide Fist collided with the Thunder God’s throne. The ancient script on the phantom image of the fist flickered rapidly, as if absorbing some profound and mysterious energy.

CRACK.

A fissure appeared on the throne. The Thunder God’s expression changed drastically.

"A mere insect dares to destroy my throne? Die, wretch!"

Black lightning seemed to flash from the Thunder God’s eyes. From the swirling thunderbolt between his brows, a Scepter of Authority suddenly shot forth.

Glorious! King of All Gods!

Majestic! Deity of All Deities!

The moment the scepter appeared, the air seemed to resound with the hymns of angels. Oppressive might, terror, and divine authority—all these incredible forces manifested from the divine weapon.

Changbai Mountain fell utterly silent. Hundreds of miles of mountain ranges seemed to be enveloped in divine might. All living creatures were subjugated, daring neither to move nor to make a sound.

"The Rod of Zeus! It’s the Thunder God! He actually came!"

"Did Lin Wudi leave in such a hurry to intercept the Thunder God?"

"How terrifying! After eradicating the Martial Alliance, Lin Wudi has now provoked the Western Deity Race. Does he truly intend to make an enemy of the entire world?"

"Quickly! A divine battle like this is a once-in-a-century event! We have to go watch!"

When Lin Mu had departed with the Jiaolong, the Martial Way experts around Heavenly Lake had followed. But Lin Mu’s speed was far too great for them to keep up. Before they could even get close, the great battle had already begun. This time, Lin Wudi’s opponent was the Western European Thor. To their even greater terror, the Thunder God had brought out the Rod of Zeus, a treasure of the Western Deity Race.

In the West, the Rod of Zeus was hailed as a miracle, the equivalent of a Magic Artifact or Immortal Artifact in the East. Wielding the Rod of Zeus, the Thunder God could rival true deities, surpassing even those at the stage of Reaching the Divine.

It was a battle of gods. A true battle of gods.

"A god? A Divine Artifact?" Lin Mu burst out laughing. "It’s merely the Magic Artifact of some minor Foundation Establishment cultivator, yet you present it with such grandeur. How ridiculous. Very well, I shall let you witness the majesty of a true deity."

"Thunder Mountain!" Lin Mu called out lightly.

Behind him, a giant figure over twenty feet tall slowly materialized, coalescing from thunder and wrapped in lightning. The lightning energy surrounding the Thunder God began to flow uncontrollably toward the immense figure behind Lin Mu.

"The Eastern Thunder God!"

When he had possessed Kaso, the Thunder God had once faced Thunder Mountain of the Eight Thunder Gods. At that time, the mere appearance of one of the Eight Thunder Gods had forced him to abandon Kaso’s body and flee as a beam of black light. In the end, not even his remnant soul had escaped.

Now, facing one of the Eight Thunder Gods again, the Thunder God realized just how terrifying this Eastern Thunder God truly was. This was a power countless levels above his own. With this being’s appearance, he completely lost control over all lightning. If not for the protection of the Rod of Zeus, he would have been incinerated by his own power.

Terrifying! Dreadful!

Watching this scene, Ye Kuangren felt a sense of apprehension for the first time. This Lin Wudi has not only Reached the Divine through the Martial Way, but he is also adept at Dao Arts for the Invocation of the Gods, having summoned one of the Eight Thunder Gods to possess him.

Daoist tradition had long included the art of inviting gods to possess one’s body. The lesser form, known as "divine descents," was often used by charlatans to deceive the ignorant masses. The higher form, however, was a secret of the Daoist sects, capable of summoning a True God to inhabit a body, granting astounding power.

"I am the Lord of All Deities, the Deity of All Deities! Eastern Thunder God, kneel before me!" the Thunder God thundered, wielding the Rod of Zeus. The shockwaves from his voice destroyed countless trees and forests, and the ground looked as if it had been plowed by bombers.

BOOM!

Thunder Mountain knelt.

But he knelt not to the Rod of Zeus, but to Lin Mu.

"Greetings, Emperor Zun!" Thunder Mountain knelt on one knee, paying his respects.

Ye Kuangren’s pupils contracted violently. A god is kneeling! Who on earth is this Lin Mu, to make a god kneel! What has he possibly done to deserve such reverence!

It was true that Dao Arts could be used for the Invocation of the Gods. However, the invoker was typically humble and reverent, serving the deity with body and soul to borrow their power. This was why few God-Communicating Martial Artists used this art; it would shatter their invincible will.

But now, the god who had been summoned was kneeling to Lin Mu!

"Kill him!" Lin Mu ordered, pointing forward.

"I obey the Emperor’s command!" Thunder Mountain’s voice boomed like clashing metal and cracking thunder.

BOOM!

Thunder Mountain’s form blurred as he charged at the Thunder God, who frantically wielded the Rod of Zeus, using the Divine Artifact’s power to resist the hierarchical pressure from a true god. As they were both masters of lightning, the moment he faced a being of a higher order like Thunder Mountain of the Eight Thunder Gods, he completely lost his own command over the element. The Rod of Zeus was his only hope.

RUMBLE! RUMBLE! RUMBLE!

Thunder Mountain crashed into the black shield generated by the Rod of Zeus. The shield trembled violently, rippling like water but not breaking. Thunder Mountain’s body, composed entirely of lightning, spread its arms and locked onto the shield. The collision between the lightning body and the shield produced a deafening thunderous roar.

"Interesting. A mere mortal, able to draw upon the power of a deity. But that is all."

Suddenly, a mocking voice echoed from the sky.