Chapter 535: Divine Power Confrontation

The atmosphere on the battlefield suddenly became extremely tense. Zeus leaned forward slightly, and his whole body burst into dazzling light. Thunder was like countless snakes slithering around his body crazily, and the lightning flashed, as if even the air was trembling slightly under his pressure. His eyes flashed with dazzling lightning, which was an unconcealable anger and determination.

"Thor!" Zeus roared, his voice like thunder in a strong wind, shaking the surroundings, "Since you are still stubborn, I will let you see the true wrath of Thunder!" As his words fell, Zeus suddenly raised his hand, and divine power burst out in an instant. Endless thunder condensed into a huge lightning spear in his palm. The tip of the spear was so sharp that it seemed to be able to pierce the entire world.

"God's punishment!" Zeus roared and threw the lightning spear in his hand. The spear, with a raging thunder, tore through the air and turned into a bright lightning that pierced Thor's chest. The power was so violent that it seemed to completely destroy everything that stood in its way.

Thor's eyes fixed, without flinching. He also raised the Storm Axe high, and the red light of the thunder and the Reality Stone intertwined on the axe blade, forming a force that could destroy the heavens and the earth. "Thor's Roar!" He roared in a low voice and swung the axe. In an instant, a red and blue lightning burst out from the axe blade and collided head-on with Zeus' lightning spear.

The two thunderbolts met in mid-air, and instantly burst into dazzling light, like two stars colliding, and the deafening roar echoed throughout the battlefield. Wherever the light passed, the heaven and earth seemed to tremble. The divine power of the two thunder gods collided with each other, stirring up countless arcs of electricity, and the splashing lightning was like burning sparks, lighting up the dark sky.

"Boom!" A huge energy shock wave spread out in all directions, blowing rocks and debris on the ground into pieces. Zeus and Thor appeared and disappeared in the light of the explosion, and the clash of thunder continued like a violent storm.

"You are worthy of being the God of Thunder." Thor gritted his teeth and panted slightly, but his eyes were still firm. "But you can't stop me, Zeus. You can't stop this new order."

"A new order? Ridiculous!" Zeus sneered, the lightning around him becoming more and more intense. "You are nothing but a puppet deceived by illusory power. I will let you understand what the real God of Thunder is like!"

After that, Zeus suddenly waved his hands forward, and countless thunderbolts in his palms condensed into a huge thunder magic circle, which instantly unfolded in front of him. "Thunder Magic: Heavenly Punishment Field!" As Zeus chanted, countless thunderbolts appeared out of thin air in the sky, turning into lightning pillars that fell from the sky and struck Thor directly. Each lightning pillar carried the power of destruction, as if to completely defeat Thor.

Thor took a deep breath, clenched his hands around the Storm Axe, and swung it violently. "Break it, illusion!" He roared, and the axe emitted a dazzling ruby-red light, as if distorting time and space. The next moment, Thor's figure flashed at an incredible speed. His movements were as fast as lightning. With one strike of the axe, the red energy instantly split Zeus's thunder array, blocking the countless lightning pillars in mid-air.

The power of the Reality Stone was fully demonstrated at this moment. Thor's battle axe seemed to tear the space apart, and the lightning pillars shattered the moment they touched the axe blade, turning into countless lightning bolts that scattered in all directions. Thor's eyes turned cold, and he seized the opportunity and rushed towards Zeus.

Zeus's reaction was just as fast. He dodged Thor's attack in an instant. "Do you think you are the only one who has mastered the power of reality?" He sneered, and his hands once again gathered the power of thunder. Lightning jumped at his fingertips, carrying an endless breath of destruction. "Roar of Thunder!" A huge lightning bolt burst out from his palm and hit Thor's flank.

Thor turned around quickly and swung his battle axe to meet the lightning. The two thunders collided again, exploding a dazzling light. "Boom--" A deafening explosion resounded in all directions. The power of lightning and the reality gem clashed fiercely in the air, setting off waves of strong shock waves that shattered the surrounding rocks.

The power of the two thunder gods was fully displayed at this moment, with thunder and red light interweaving in the air, as if to tear the whole world apart. The figures of Zeus and Thor were looming under the cover of the strong wind and thunder, and the momentum of both sides was like two angry dragons, vowing to devour each other.

"Thor," Zeus' voice was low and majestic, with lightning flashing in his eyes, "Do you really think that you can defeat me with this vain power? I am the main god of Olympus, the controller of thunder, and you can't make me surrender!"

"Then give it a try!" Thor's eyes were also burning with an unyielding will to fight. He raised the Storm Axe high, and the Reality Gem on the axe blade burst into unprecedented light. "I will break your false glory and bring a brand new future!"

The two men's thunders collided again, and in a flash, the battlefield was instantly plunged into a dazzling white light. "Boom!" Thunder rumbled, and the roar of thunder echoed between heaven and earth. The duel between Zeus and Thor was like two irreconcilable forces tearing each other apart, and the entire universe trembled in this fierce confrontation.

On another battlefield, the sky was gloomy, and the air was filled with a tense and dangerous atmosphere. Apollo stood in the center of the battlefield, his face gloomy and unfriendly, his eyes as sharp as a hawk, slightly narrowed, revealing a chilling coldness. He slowly raised his head, his eyes locked on the tall figure in front of him like a blade, and his voice was cold and hostile.

"Who are you?" Apollo asked in a low voice, his tone full of vigilance and hostility.

Across from him, Sephiroth stood in the ruins, his long silver hair fluttering in the wind. His figure was tall and straight, with a cold and arrogant look in his eyes. The huge weapon "Masamune" was in his hand, the blade flashing with cold light, as if it could tear everything apart. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a faint sneer.

"The one who killed you." Sephiroth's voice was low and cold, like a blade cutting through the air, with an irresistible coldness.

Before he finished speaking, Apollo's face suddenly darkened. He waved his hand fiercely, and countless warriors in golden armor surged up behind him like a tide, their eyes burning with endless fighting spirit, and the magic weapons in their hands flashing with sharp cold light. These were Apollo's divine army, loyal and fearless, as if they were only waiting for an order, and they would turn into a torrent and completely drown the enemy in front of them.

"You are just a mortal who doesn't know your own strength, yet you dare to speak nonsense here!" Apollo sneered, with a gleam of contempt in his eyes. "I will let you know what the power of God is!"

However, just as Apollo's army surged forward, countless intelligent life warriors behind Sephiroth also rushed forward like a tide. Their eyes flashed with cold blue light, their movements were in unison, and their emotionless faces revealed an unyielding determination. The two forces collided on the battlefield like two huge waves, and fierce fighting broke out in an instant.

Seeing this, Apollo's face became even colder. He slowly raised his hands, and a dazzling golden light began to shine from his body, which was a symbol of divine power, brilliant and sacred. As the light continued to grow stronger, Apollo began to chant in a low voice, and ancient hymns slowly came out of his mouth, as if narrating his endless heroic deeds.

"I am Apollo, the god of light. I have slain evil and crushed darkness on countless battlefields. I bring the light of the sun to dispel all haze. I am the embodiment of light and wisdom. All enemies before me will be burned by this light!" His voice echoed on the battlefield. Every syllable carried incomparable majesty and power, as if proclaiming his supreme glory.

As the chanting began, Apollo's entire body began to glow with golden light, and divine power surged within him. His body, weapons, armor, and the artifact "Sun Bow" in his hand were all activated by this divine power, emitting an extremely dazzling light. Apollo's eyes became sharper, and the bow in his hand trembled slightly, emitting a fiery divine light.

"God's blazing sun, the light of destruction!" He chanted loudly, and an arrow made of pure light instantly condensed on the bowstring, flashing a dazzling light that was impossible to look directly at. The arrow seemed to contain endless power. As long as it was thrown, it would turn into a torrent of destruction, destroying all enemies in its way.

But just as he was about to shoot the arrow, Sephiroth suddenly disappeared, and the next moment, he appeared in front of Apollo, his long silver-white hair fluttering in the air like ice. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he swung the "Authentic" in his hand suddenly, the blade cutting through the air, bringing out a sharp cold light.

"The Holy Child is coming." Sephiroth whispered, his voice cold and firm. His body was instantly enveloped by a strong white light, an indescribable power that seemed to exceed the limits of mortal understanding. As his form exploded, his figure became taller and more powerful, and the Masamune in his hand also became as shining as silver, with a sacred and cold light.

Sephiroth's sword instantly split Apollo's arrow, and the light exploded in the air, erupting into an endless energy storm. "Boom!" A huge shock wave swept across, shattering the surrounding ground. Dust and light mixed together, like a doomsday gale raging on the battlefield.

Apollo took a step back, a flash of surprise in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure. He looked at Sephiroth in front of him and sneered, "You are indeed quite capable, but this is not enough!" He waved his hand suddenly, and a golden barrier condensed in front of him. The shining light was like countless tiny blades, and the defense contained deadly attack power.

Sephiroth said nothing, his movements were as calm and precise as ever. He held the Masamune tightly in both hands, leaning forward slightly, and he seemed to have endless power in the form of the Holy Child. With a light swing of the sword, a silver-white light instantly slashed at Apollo's barrier. In an instant, the two forces collided violently again, causing countless sparks and thunderous roars.