Chapter 002: The God of Thunder, Raymond

“Ah!” Randy was struck by this extremely bizarre energy and fell to the ground, clutching his head in pain. At the same time, his Green-Faced Wolf battle armor disappeared automatically. Without the protection of the armor, Randy, now in the battlefield, would likely be trampled to death by those thousands of Bimons.
“Son!” Count Wade dodged a strange energy blast and rushed toward Randy’s location, teleporting to the back of the battlefield in an instant.
“Giving up?” Lawrence looked down on Count Wade with disdain, even speaking scornfully, “As an envoy of the Underworld, don’t you know that even if your son dies, you must fight to the end? The Underworld is a world where the strong rule and the weak perish. With your meager abilities, you bring shame to the god you serve. I suggest you go back and wash up before going to bed—don’t embarrass yourself here.”
“You dare!”
Count Wade screamed hysterically, then took out a large scroll from his storage ring. The divine power flowing from the scroll alone made Du Fan and the others feel uneasy.
If even such a special material-made scroll couldn’t contain the divine power within, it showed just how terrifying the energy stored in it was.
“Lawrence,” Du Fan quickly moved beside him and said cautiously, “This old guy’s scroll doesn’t seem like an ordinary one. If I’m not mistaken, it probably contains a divine technique.”
“Is that so?” Hearing Du Fan’s words, Lawrence licked his lips excitedly and slowly said to Count Wade, “If you want to die, I won’t force you. Come on, let me see what’s hidden in your father’s scroll.”
“Something that will take your life!”
Count Wade snorted coldly, carefully setting his son aside before opening the scroll and beginning to chant loudly.
“Great Lord, grant your people a shortcut to destroy these races that oppose you!”
A fierce wind suddenly blew, with divine power surging toward the magic scroll in Count Wade’s hands. At the same time, a divine silhouette slowly appeared behind him.

Although this god was an illusion, the divine power contained within these illusions was extremely vast, even making Lambovan somewhat surprised. Looking at the illusion before them, even Lambovan and the others were ready for battle as if facing a formidable enemy. Though the god before them was just an illusion, its divine power had reached the level of a mid-tier upper god, and its form began to gradually become clearer. “Haha, Du Fan, you never expected this, right?” Count Wadeber looked ferociously at Du Fan and shouted hysterically, “I originally only wanted to give you a lesson and take you back to the continent for Fischer. Who would have thought you could summon the Bimons to fight alongside you and even attack my son? If I don’t teach you a lesson, you won’t know just how powerful I can be.” Facing Count Wadeber, Du Fan smiled disdainfully and said playfully, “Wade, you old fox. Even if you create a god using a scroll, it’s still just an illusion. If we really fight, I’m not afraid of you.” “Du Fan, this isn’t an illusion…” At this moment, Lambovan looked troubled at Du Fan and explained helplessly, “I’m sure this ‘god’ isn’t an illusion. It’s more like… a soul. Yes, it must be the soul of a mid-tier upper god, but without a body, its soul strength has dropped to that of a mid-tier middle god.” “So, what’s sealed in this scroll is… the soul of a true god?” Du Fan stared at Count Wadeber, his heart tightening. If a middle god used its unique divine skills, it could easily defeat Du Fan and the others. But for a middle god with a physical body, Lambovan’s transformed form could still defeat it, and it wouldn’t be hard for Du Fan and the others to escape in the chaos. However, the problem was that this middle god had no physical form, meaning its attack method wasn’t elemental but spiritual. Spiritual attacks were the most unpredictable on the continent. Just like Lawrence before, despite both being strong in their domains, using spiritual attacks allowed them to easily knock Lambovan out. This was what scared Du Fan.

“Afraid now?” At this moment, Count Wade sneered and began to chant loudly, “Oh, Ramon, God of Thunder! With my blood and my flesh, awaken your soul of thunder!”
As soon as Count Wade finished chanting, Ramon, who was still in a phantom form, strangely opened his eyes. Apart from his pale whites, he had no pupils—instead, there were two thin strands of lightning.
“Pfft!”
A thumb-thick bolt of lightning suddenly descended without warning. Fortunately, Du Fan and the others were strong in their domains, with an extremely keen sense of danger, so they effortlessly dodged it.
“Kill him!”
Du Fan shouted, and the Star-Grabbing Ruler appeared in his hand instantly. Stars filled the sky above him, and its golden light seemed to illuminate the entire dwarf valley.
“True Form of the Fire God!”
At that moment, Basha also shouted angrily. His height, which was originally over a meter, suddenly increased to five meters. Fiery flames burned violently on his body, making the valley even hotter.
Just as Basha entered his True Form of the Fire God, Ramon’s soul snorted coldly and appeared a hundred meters away, watching Basha warily.
“Second brother, well done.”
At this time, Naixiu also took to the air, gripping the Elf King’s Arrow tightly. If Ramon’s soul got any closer, she would shoot without hesitation.
“Hmph!” Count Wade sneered and said disdainfully at Du Fan and the others, “No matter how strong you are, the God of Thunder cannot be defeated. Surrender!”
“Shut up!”
Du Fan shouted and unleashed the power of the stars, shooting it toward Count Wade’s location.
“Clang!” A metallic sound was heard. The eight spider legs behind him twitched restlessly, clearly having deflected the power of the stars.
“Roar!” An extremely angry tiger roar came from a hundred meters away. Somehow, Rob and Moses had already attacked Ramon. Unfortunately, no matter what deadly moves they used, they were ineffective against Ramon. Just a soul attack nearly knocked them out.
“Third brother, let me handle it.” Basha grunted and stepped forward, his flames growing even more intense. Ramon, as if sensing something, retreated another hundred meters.

“Is he afraid of fire?” Du Fan hesitated for a moment and asked Lambourne beside him, “I don’t think he’ll attack for now. Tell me, who exactly is this Raymond?”
“He…” Lambourne looked troubled upon hearing Du Fan’s question. “If I’m guessing correctly, this Raymond must be the God of Thunder from the War of the Gods. He’s skilled at controlling lightning and, in just a short time during the divine battles, became a fearsome God of Thunder feared by all tribes. But sadly, he disappeared later—rumor has it he vanished after fighting against the God of Fire. It seems my guess is right. Your second brother is currently in the form of the God of Fire, and this Raymond must already fear the God of Fire at the soul level, which is why he dares not approach. But after all, his true form is still just a form, not a real person. I think Raymond will eventually realize that your second brother is a fake God of Fire.”
“What should we do then?” Du Fan asked anxiously, hesitating. “Should we charge out now and fight him? I don’t believe he can do anything to us in his soul form!”
“No good.”
Lambourne shouted and quickly pushed Du Fan aside as a bolt of lightning shot in the direction Du Fan had been standing.
Only then did Du Fan look at him in surprise. If he had been a little slower, he would likely have been blown away by that lightning.
Since the emergence of the continent, lightning has always been the purest and most forceful form of energy. Compared to fire, it’s even more volatile. The same goes for the God of Thunder, Raymond—his temper is probably even worse than that of the God of Fire.
“Raymond!” Count Wade spoke hoarsely, staring at Du Fan and the others in front of him and declaring fiercely, “Today, none of you will survive!”
At Wade’s command, Raymond’s entire body began to glow with electric light. The fire elements in the air came into contact with this so-called electric light and turned into lightning as well. His body became more tangible than before, and even his face could be vaguely discerned.
“Attack!”
At that moment, the leader of the dwarf tribe, the Lumba, shouted and commanded thousands of dwarves behind him.
Low-level magic rained down wildly from all directions toward Raymond, who was not far away. They didn’t skimp on magic cores—just in a few minutes, the dwarf tribe had already used over a thousand level-four magic cores.

“It’s useless.” Du Fan helplessly rubbed his temples and looked at Rumba and the others on the ground, shouting helplessly, “Stop causing trouble. Hurry up and go into the Bimong tribe’s barrier, or I’ll get distracted!”
“Yes, Regent!”
Hearing Du Fan’s words, Orna and the other two bowed respectfully to him before turning and leading thousands of their people toward the Bimong tribe’s barrier.
“Thunder magic, Ten Thousand… Thunder… Annihilation!”
At that moment, Ramon shouted loudly. Swarms of dark clouds kept gathering above Du Fan and the others. An unparalleled divine power filled the skies over the regional canyon—more precisely, the entire underground world.
Unlike Du Fan, although his star power could be summoned freely in the underground world, its range was limited to the regional canyon at most. But Ramon’s divine skill spanned the entire world. Such a difference in power levels cast a shadow in everyone’s minds.
“Crack!”
Bursts of lightning flashed, resembling giant snakes, slashing down violently onto the ground. The Bimongs there didn’t dare delay either; they used their bodies to resist the lightning.
In just a few minutes, hundreds of Bimongs slowly collapsed under the bombardment of lightning.
For the Bimongs’ defense capabilities, although this lightning wasn’t lethal, it could still cause severe paralysis in their bodies, and this paralysis would last for a long time.
“Damn it.” Lawrence cursed under his breath at that moment. Looking at Ramon not far away, he said in a tense tone, “Ramon, if you want to die, go ahead.”
“Hmph?” Count Wade suddenly spoke up, but his words came out as two voices overlapping: “Kid, if you want to die, just say it!”