Chapter 660: The Great Destiny Art

In the blink of an eye, the King of the Undead thought of many things before ultimately deciding to fight to the death.
Oscar’s aura in his demon god form surged once again, forcing even the supreme god Loki to focus fully on dealing with it. Spiritual flames surrounded him as they extended into the realm formed by the flames, making Loki appear as if the God of Fire had descended—indeed, that was exactly the case.
Oscar then waved his hand, and six figures appeared before him.
Beyond the effects of his own divine rank, the power of the God of the Undead also allowed him to summon undead creatures. What appeared before everyone were six semi-divine immortal servants: a fallen demi-god knight, two demi-god mummies, two demi-god undead demons, and a demi-god lich.
And that wasn’t all—these were only Oscar’s servants related to the realm of the undead. As a former demon lord, he also had the ability to summon powerful demon servants.
As dark abyssal forces surged, two massive humanoid monsters wreathed in molten flames reappeared before Oscar after he completed his action.
“Barro Flaming Demons—”
The appearance of the two Barro Flaming Demons caused shock among the demons and mortals present.
As one of the two most powerful supreme demons in the Infinite Abyss, alongside the Abyssal Alchemists, the Barro Flaming Demons were born with legendary strength. Their rock-like bodies covered in molten flames made them immune to most physical attacks, and as semi-elemental beings, they were completely immune to fire and lightning attacks. As for other poisons, they would be burned to ashes before even getting close due to the scorching flames on their bodies!
The two semi-divine Barro Flaming Demons were among the most elite existences in the abyssal realms, ranking only below the demon lords, usually serving as their trusted lieutenants.
With the appearance of these eight semi-divine servants, the King of the Undead became immensely formidable. Even supreme gods could not withstand the combined attacks of so many powerful semi-divine beings. Although it was impossible to defeat a supreme god enemy with their help, Oscar could use these servants to create favorable opportunities for himself.
Seeing Oscar fully unleashed his power, Donald realized the time was right. He no longer bothered to engage with the Queen of Harpies, Adat, and suddenly stretched out his hand, emitting a dark golden light.
“Go! Destroy the Golden Body!”
Boom!

A giant puppet with nine heads and eighteen arms appeared instantly on the battlefield. Caught off guard, the Baphomet was bombarded, sending feathers flying everywhere. One of its heads was severed by the legendary long sword in the Destroyer’s Golden Body’s hand.

The King of Baphomets let out a shrill scream in pain—one of its most formidable abilities, capable of emitting powerful infrasound waves that could shatter the brains of even the strongest golden-tier warriors. Such attacks could also inflict severe sonic damage and psychological effects on divine opponents, driving them to attack their allies and themselves in madness.

Yet for the Destroyer’s Golden Body, this attack was like a gentle breeze, having no effect at all. It immediately threw a golden rope, swiftly capturing Adat, who now had only two heads. With several arms swinging at once, Adat, the king of Baphomets and a formidable ruler in the abyss, was cut into dozens of pieces.

If that were all, it wouldn’t be enough to kill a true divine-tier warrior. But at that moment, Donald appeared in a flash, sweeping his sleeve to release a burst of divine light that trapped all of Adat’s body parts in the Realm of Truth for suppression.

After that, Donald turned his attention to Melshok, the God of Serpents, who was fighting against Zareel and the God of Elf Vengeance, Xueflas.

But before Donald could act, Melshok, sensing his gaze, acted as if hunted by a predator. It hissed and released a cloud of dark green poison, temporarily forcing Zareel and Xueflas to retreat before hiding its presence.

“Sly creature!”

Through his powerful divine vision, Donald could see Melshok using the poison cloud to escape far away, aiming to return to the abyss. He didn’t care about the fate of such a lower-tier deity and focused instead on the battle between the Incarnation of the King of the Undead and Loki.

As for Thor, he was still engaged in a fierce battle with Kosczech, the King of Frost Giants, clearly enjoying the fight. Donald didn’t want to disturb Thor’s enthusiasm.

The battle between Astymos and the Multi-Eyed Tyrant Kapirius appeared magnificent on the surface but was merely for show. Clearly, this ancient demon monarch, imprisoned for so long, wasn’t truly committed to serving the abyss nor wanted to be an enemy of hell.

Thus, the outcome of this war would ultimately depend on the clash between the two higher-tier deities, Loki and Oscar.

The appearance of those eight demigod servants indeed caused some trouble for Loki, the higher god. Although he was a higher god, Loki’s strength had just recovered, and he didn’t possess any powerful divine artifacts, so he was temporarily at a disadvantage against Oscar, whose divine rank had greatly increased and who wielded the Staff of Death. With eight more demigod-level warriors interfering, even Loki’s strength wasn’t enough to get him out of this predicament. So Donald acted decisively. With a loud laugh, he said, “Outnumbering your opponents isn’t really a skill!” As he spoke, his 20-foot-tall Destroyer Form struck the golden bell in one of its arms. “Dang…” A clear bell sound rang out. Aside from Astymos, who had known about it beforehand, as well as Loki and Oscar, the two powerful higher gods present, everyone else was momentarily stunned upon hearing the bell. The Soul-Stealing Bell was an audio weapon of the lower divine artifact level; even true gods could be distracted and temporarily lose control of their bodies if unprepared. Only higher gods, being several levels above divine artifacts, were immune to its effects. However, Donald didn’t intend to use it against a powerful being like King of the Undead Oscar; his target was the eight demigod servants summoned by Oscar. After striking the Soul-Stealing Bell, the Destroyer Form immediately raised the Purification Vial, a divine artifact containing spatial laws. Pointing its mouth toward the eight demigods, it activated it with divine power, creating a powerful suction force derived from spatial laws that pulled in four of the demigods whose minds had been affected by the bell’s sound. Its other two arms raised the lesser divine artifact, Dawn Pearl, and the true divine artifact, God-Capturing Rope. The former emitted a fierce beam of holy light that turned a demigod mummy, unable to dodge, to ashes, while the latter transformed into a long rope that easily captured the stunned demigod fallen knight. Thus, only one demigod lich and one demigod mummy remained by Oscar’s side; the rest of his servants were dealt with in an instant by Donald’s actions. After all, only a puppet like the Destroyer Form, with so many arms, could react quickly enough to launch multiple attacks at once. Otherwise, even a mid-tier god would need some time to take down a few of those eight demigods, leaving the rest a chance to escape. “Damn you, true gods…” Seeing six of his hard-earned summoned servants eliminated in one go, Oscar cursed Donald in the vilest and most evil abyssal language in fury.

Having lost six demi-god servants, the remaining two were soon burned to death by Loki’s infernal flames. After dealing with Oscar’s helpers, Donald, who hadn’t joined the battle, watched from afar and said with a smile, “Oscar, your downfall is already inevitable. No matter how hard you struggle, it’s all in vain. If it were me, I’d rather give up resistance willingly—so as to spare you a painful death!” Hearing Donald’s mocking words, the King of the Undead grew even angrier. But Loki, the elven supreme god on the other side, though newly promoted to that rank, possessed formidable strength. Even though he forced his avatar to reach the peak of the early stage of supreme godhood using his extraordinary divine power, he still couldn’t defeat his opponent right away. With a supreme god opponent clinging to him, he didn’t even have a chance to escape. Unbeknownst to him, as the former supreme god and lord of the elves, he had, with foresight, created a path of endless potential for his sons as well. Now, having regained his strength and returned to his divine status, Loki and Thor not only retained their identities as law gods from their past lives but also held positions as faith gods of the multiverse. This meant that if anything went wrong in one aspect, another force would support them, ensuring they wouldn’t perish. In terms of combat, these two newly risen elven gods, though not able to double their original strength, could still increase it by about 80%—a power unimaginable for ordinary true gods. Soon, the King of the Undead found himself at the brink of exhaustion, as his powers began to wane. Sensing that he could no longer maintain both his undying divine power and his infernal powers, his strength would plummet back to the peak of mid-tier godhood, leaving him with no choice but to let his avatar perish. Cornered, the King of the Undead let out a wild laugh and decided to use his remaining supreme godly combat strength to sacrifice this powerful avatar, vowing, “Even if I perish, I won’t let you succeed…” Oscar roared and suddenly unleashed a massive wave of death energy, temporarily pushing back Loki. With a flash of light, he sent his Staff of Death to his distant true form, then prepared to blow up this avatar along with his enemy. But having witnessed the King of the Undead’s style of combining reason and madness before, Donald was well prepared for this.

He appeared solemn, with a faint image of scorched black wooden pages appearing before his chest. He pointed at Oscar’s collapsing avatar, drawing a trace of the Immortal King’s divine essence. Then, a voice that seemed to resonate from the heavens said, “In the name of fate, those who dare to defy it shall be abandoned by fate!” As soon as the words faded, invisible fluctuations in the rules took effect—Oscar immediately felt he had lost control over death and other related domains. All the powers granted by his divine authority were stripped away in an instant, leaving him even without the ability to self-destruct.