The man before him possessed neither the aura of a rebellious god nor that of a god-slayer.

Yet, this man possessed a terrifying power that even he dared not claim victory over lightly.

“Originally, I wouldn’t have minded telling you.”

“But since you’re already a dying man, there’s no need.”

“Returning to the divine realm with questions might not be such a bad thing.”

An invisible pressure spread over Haramura Makoto, a terrifying magical power like magma pulsing deep within the earth, ready to erupt, horrifying.

“The outcome is undecided; who emerges victorious remains to be seen.”

Veleslana directly raised his right hand, a brown wheel appearing behind him, its pointer aimed at the image of a steed.

“—For victory, hasten to my side! Undying sun, grant me the shining steed. O horse of swift feet and divine spirit, bring forth the radiant halo of your master!”

The 'White Horse' is actually the power of Mithra, the Persian god of light and contracts.

In the evolution of the 《Avesta》 legends, Veleslana, the symbol of kingship and victory, ultimately inherited this power. This is why he submitted to Mithra, becoming a subordinate god, an inevitability of mythological evolution.

Therefore, he also gained the ability to transport the sun.

—This is a magical phenomenon that completely defies common sense.

In the darkness where clouds sealed all light, the eastern sky began to burn.

Despite the overcast sky, the sun was rising, scattering the clouds.

Mixed with a raging storm, the dawn's light painted the eastern sky red.

A golden, burning steed galloped across the sky, clad in lightning and storms. With a long neigh, the 'White Horse' transformed into a beam of light, descending from the sky like the spear of a sun god.

From the distant eastern sky, ultra-high-temperature flames directly attacked Haramura Makoto.

“What, are you looking down on me?”

Haramura Makoto directly sneered.

The suppressed magma within him erupted, the terrifying magical power dispersing the clouds in the sky.

Then, a truly bizarre scene appeared.

It wasn't the sight of the sun rising, but another breathtaking scene.

A great sun floated behind him.

The golden sun, radiating a blazing white light, burned with golden flames, scorching the surrounding air, distorting space itself.

The white horse galloping in the sky immediately stopped in its tracks.

It was as if it had encountered its natural enemy, its pupils filled with fear.

On its back, on its hooves, the flames that were originally burning seemed to have found their mother, detaching from the divine white horse and flying towards the great sun behind Haramura Makoto.

“—Laaaaaaaa!”

The white horse raised its hooves, emitting a sorrowful wail.

This divine beast desperately wanted to escape, but it couldn't move its feet at all.

Veleslana, who was driving the white horse, remained motionless, seemingly untouched by the white horse's current plight.

“Is that all you have?”

Haramura Makoto slowly stretched out his large hand, his open fingers closing together.

“—laaaaaa!”

The white horse once again let out a shrill cry, but this time, the cry sounded significantly more tragic.

Looking closely, one could see faint finger marks appearing on the white horse's perfect body.

“Merely a beast of burden.”

“How dare you provoke me and launch an attack.”

Haramura Makoto's voice was like ice in the cold, ruthless and merciless.

He was like a high-ranking emperor, judging a subject who had launched a rebellion against him.

“Die.”

As these words fell, his five fingers slammed together.

The white horse's body completely dissipated.

Chapter 308: The Sword of Victory of Words

“My power is not complete right now, and I am well aware that there is a gap between my power and yours.”

“But this cannot be a condition for the failure of my path to victory.”

Light gathered in the young man's hand, forging a blank golden sword.

“I will unleash my full power.”

The God of Victory raised the blank Sword of Words, reciting the incantation in a loud voice.

“—With my skill of words, let the justice of the world manifest! This spell is powerful and eloquent. It is the Sword of Wisdom that summons victory.”

Light was refracted—

Light was sublimated—

The frozen soil of the glacier, the scarred earth, the damaged trees, the shattered rocks... all of this disappeared under Veleslana's fully driven Words.

In just an instant, after the brilliance, all that remained in Haramura Makoto's eyes was gold.

The golden earth was covered with branch swords forged by Words, and so was the starry sky, with numerous swords hanging upside down like stars.

In the center of this golden sword domain, Veleslana held the Sword of Words, looking at Haramura Makoto with a serious expression.

“This is my strongest power, wisdom is power! Words are weapons! Those who overcome obstacles should receive my blessings and curses!”

This is Veleslana's ultimate technique, a golden sword that cuts through divine authority.

The usual golden sword is just a sharp long sword, but once the Words of 'Warrior' are invoked, the golden sword will unleash its true power.

When there is detailed knowledge of the god who is the opponent, the ability of the warrior authority will be activated, not only will the physical abilities be enhanced, but also the eye power to discern the essence of the god, transforming into a weapon that cuts through the god's divine authority.

Veleslana is invincible because he has this kind of authority.

“Domain skill, huh!”

The corners of Haramura Makoto's mouth curled upwards.

“Interesting, then I'll wait for you to finish preparing.”

The crimson-gold great sun was still burning behind Haramura Makoto, but Haramura Makoto himself had no other movements.

This is Haramura Makoto's confidence.

This is the embodiment of absolute power.

“No matter how I think about it, I cannot be sure of your true identity, but in this situation, you can no longer draw power from the sun.”

Veleslana said confidently, pointing the Sword of Words at Rope.

“However, I also have my own impossible guess.”

The white horse just now was definitely not a random attack.

The reason for that attack was all based on Veleslana's consideration.

That kind of attack was enough to verify what Veleslana thought in his heart.

Therefore, even if the answer is outrageous, now that he is in a desperate situation, he must try it.

“Unknown powerhouse, you come from outside the world.”

The sword of light trembled, flying up from the earth and gathering behind Veleslana, like the Hero King's 'Gate of Babylon', ready to launch.

“You were born in the universe, you are the embodiment of the law, your existence brings light and heat to the planet and the world.”

“You are the origin of all life.”

“You are the incarnation of the sun, the son of the sun.”

“This is your true identity.”

Tens of millions of swords poured out. They were swords of words only meant to sever authority, and each sword was imbued with the myth of sealing the sun.

Haramura Makoto's eyes did not stint on his appreciation.

“Very good.”

“Although there are some discrepancies, there is basically no difference.”

“You are the first guy to discern my identity on your own.”

Clapping his hands, Haramura Makoto seemed to have unloaded all his defenses.

“Let me see if your golden sword can cut through my divine authority.”

Haramura Makoto's interest was also aroused.

Veleslana's golden sword had actually condensed.

This really surprised Haramura Makoto.

After all, in his initial expectations, this golden sword shouldn't even be able to condense.

But, since it has condensed, then he naturally wants to experience it.

“You are so composed.”

Veleslana was also a little angry, and that handsome face became distorted as a result.

The golden sword is his ultimate technique.

If it hadn't been condensed, he might have been afraid.

But since the golden sword has been successfully condensed.

Then he already holds victory in his hands.

“Go.”

Veleslana gently waved his hand forward.

Countless swords of light instantly poured down on Haramura Makoto like a rainstorm.

The swords of light constantly passed through Haramura Makoto's body.

Each sword that passed through would cause damage to the sun godhead in Haramura Makoto's body.

It's just that the more he was attacked, the more strange the expression on Haramura Makoto's face became.

(Okay, stop thinking about it.)

(If this thing is really that powerful, there is also Mithra in the box garden, and he can't just be in the three digits.)

(If Vishnu fully descends, it may be possible to completely seal the godhead of the star spirit.)

At this moment, White Night Fork, who hadn't made a sound for a long time, suddenly said.

“Alright.”

“Looks like I was thinking too much.”

Haramura Makoto blinked his eyes, letting the last golden sword pass through his body.

How should I put it.

Veleslana did cause a certain degree of damage to his godhead.

It's just that this damage is indeed a bit difficult to say.

It's really possible that saying it will be a bit of a blow to Veleslana.

Because this damage is 99.999999%...

Basically, it didn't cause any damage.

“It's too sad, let's not continue.”

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