Chapter 343: The Collision of Lesser Divine Artifacts

Since joining the Banishment Prison and becoming a legendary warrior decades ago, this was the first time Hawk had been in such a desperate situation. He wished he could destroy everyone present just to feel better.
So, without caring that the lesser divine artifact in his hands had just been used, he expended its energy to open the Book of Purgatory. The moment he sensed the force of spatial confinement, Donald knew things were bad. As his opponent had said, if that lesser divine artifact was indeed created by the God of Dawn himself, then without the protection of his Book of Truth, they would surely be doomed.
However, a lesser divine artifact created by a true god, though not possessing the omnipotent invincibility of a true divine artifact, would still carry traces of that god’s divinity. If he fell into that artifact’s spatial realm and tried to resist using the Book of Truth, it would be easy for the divinity there to detect him, exposing him to its master’s gaze.
This was a result Donald refused to see, so he had to stop the opponent before they were drawn into that artifact’s spatial realm.
“Spatial Lock!”
Donald cast this spell once again. Unlike the previous attempt to seal the space in advance, when a lesser divine artifact was activated at full power, its divine strength made it impossible for a mere level-8 spell to fully block it. Soon, the constraints of the Spatial Lock were broken by the expanding space of the artifact.
“Haha! Useless! Repent in the Purgatory created by the great Lord of Dawn!”
Hawk laughed maniacally, having used his strongest trump card. Since its creation, this artifact had helped defeat countless opponents beyond the Banishment Prison’s power and eliminated many formidable foes for the church. How could it be stopped by a mere gold mage?
Yet he didn’t realize that all Donald needed was to buy some time.
“Amps!”
As he acted, Donald shouted. The 45-foot-tall figure of the Abyssal Demon Smith, who had been waiting in the distance, instantly teleported above Bloody Hawk and swung his massive sword at the third leader of the Banishment Prison.
“Half-god demon…”
Faced with this sudden giant, Hawk’s pupils constricted sharply. Unable to move due to the activation of the artifact’s most powerful function, the Glorious Purgatory, he was terrified and had no choice but to use the activated artifact to block the attack.

The collision of two sub-divine artifacts released energy ripples as soon as it occurred, before the space of the sub-divine artifacts could fully open, knocking everyone around. The land within hundreds of feet was flattened as if rolled by boulders. At the center of the collision, the powerful demi-god Abyssal Demon Forger was pushed back seven or eight steps. Given Ampus’s leg span, that was a distance of four to five hundred feet! The other party at the heart of the collision looked even more devastated. Unable to let go of their sub-divine artifacts, even the legendary warrior Blood Hawk couldn’t withstand the energy surge from the artifacts. His arms were twisted like twists of dough—a food unknown in this world—and his body was covered in blood; it was unclear how many bones had broken under the force of the impact. Yet, his strong vitality ensured he wouldn’t die even in such a state. Given half a day, he might be able to recover most of his injuries and regain his mobility. Donald naturally wouldn’t allow such a dangerous enemy to recover. How could a faction with the backing of true gods like the Church of the Three Glorious Gods lack some hidden methods? Even if they couldn’t move their limbs, as long as they had the ability to think, a single thought could spread their message to other clergy members or even the true gods. Especially this legendary warrior, who, at such a high level, was likely second only to the ruling elite within a powerful church. Thus, Donald dared not let him go or kill him immediately. If such a high-ranking church official died, the headquarters would surely sense it right away! Therefore, Donald immediately activated a divine sense shielding barrier to enclose himself, the severely injured Blood Hawk, and the sub-divine artifact. Then he ordered the demi-god demon, “Leave this to me. Go help the others!” “As you command, my master!” With Ampus stepping in, those two golden warriors from the Prison Banishment Corps were easily captured and knocked out like chicks, awaiting Donald’s decision. As for the other silver-clad man, he had already been killed by Abel and Kelthas together, burned to ashes by the demonic flames! With external sensing, Donald first used divine light to suppress the masterless sub-divine artifact, the Book of Purgatory, which took a few breaths to subdue. Then he casually opened a spatial door on the spot, lifting the collapsed Blood Hawk and the other two surviving golden warriors inside.

To prevent the deaths of these three from causing further trouble or someone from manipulating the situation to spread news, Donald brought them to his own demi-plane, which was isolated from the main world. Even if the Lord of Dawn were to come personally, he would not be able to detect their existence.

Moreover, worried still, Donald cast a confinement spell to seal the targets underground, preventing Hawk, a legendary powerhouse, from recovering quickly and causing havoc in the demi-plane. Though this spell didn’t have a grand name, it was an extremely powerful level-9 confinement spell. Only three types of spells related to prophecy—location sensing, wishing, or miracle spells—could determine where the targets were sealed. And even that wasn’t enough, as only the Freedom Spell could lift the seal; any other attempt to break it forcefully would cause unpredictable damage to those inside.

As for the other two, it was much simpler. Donald simply severed their cervical nerves, rendering them unable to control their bodies, and left them to be guarded by the inhabitants of the demi-plane.

In this enclosed realm, even if these guys had means to transmit messages across dimensions, they couldn’t send anything out. After all, Donald’s demi-plane existed within the Truth Kingdom, a divine realm based on the Book of Truth. No being below a mid-tier god could break through the rules of this divine realm or the barriers posed by higher-tier divine artifacts.

After completing these actions, Donald immediately returned to the main world and ordered Amps to erase all traces of the battlefield. The Demigod Abyssal Demon Master promptly obeyed. After everyone else left, he released a dark red aura. With this abyssal aura sweeping through, any hidden methods remaining in the area were completely corroded. Even if a true god came, unless they were willing to use the extremely energy-consuming Great Regression Spell to replay the events that had taken place here using the laws of time, they would not be able to find any clues at all.