Chapter 169

Chapter 169: The Forbidden Spell That Costs Nothing

At the same time, outside the Snow Soul Realm.

“Damn it!”

“How dare you kill the God of Wealth?”

Behind the God of Magic, giant magic circles appeared in an instant.

In no time, powerful forbidden spells rained down on the Snow Soul Realm as if they cost nothing.

In just a moment, they shattered the Defensive Great Formation of the Snow Soul Realm.

“Damn it!”

“God of Magic! Are you trying to start a war?”

A roar echoed from within the Snow Soul Realm.

Then, a shield formed from ice crystal power appeared, attempting to block the onslaught of the forbidden spells.

“Start a war?”

The God of Magic’s gaze was icy, and he said, barely able to contain his fury, “When you decided to assassinate the God of Wealth, you already declared war!”

“And you, a mere Emperor Level mid-stage, dare to address me so casually?”

“Come on!”

“Snow Spirit Clan, feel the wrath of magic!”

As he spoke, massive magic circles continued to form around the God of Magic.

“Forbidden spell: Gale Ceremony!”

“Forbidden spell: Inferno Feast!”

“Forbidden spell: Thunder Kingdom!”

“……”

Each forbidden spell that emerged symbolized the creation of a dazzling giant magic circle.

Every giant magic circle, representing the power of the Emperor Level, emitted powerful waves and created phenomena that could be reflected across the sky, lingering for a long time.

“You’re insane!”

“You’ve truly lost your mind!”

The powerful beings of the Snow Spirit Clan couldn’t help but shout in anger, feeling utterly confused.

They had no knowledge of the God of Wealth mentioned by the God of Magic.

Although they could infer from the name that he was a divine fate bearer and on their assassination list, the key point was that the Snow Spirit Clan hadn’t even issued the task yet, right?

Most importantly, if the God of Wealth died, so be it; why should they be blamed for it?

“Ancestor, the God of Magic is attacking; it’s a dire situation. Please emerge from seclusion!”

Soon, an urgent message reached the depths of the sacred land of the Snow Spirit Clan.

In the next moment, a figure so powerful that it could overshadow the heavens and earth emerged from the barrier.

“God of Magic, if you hadn’t severed your own essence, I might still fear you a bit.”

The Ancestor of the Snow Spirit Clan looked at the God of Magic and said coldly, “But in your current state, how can you possibly…?”

Before he could finish, he noticed the God of Theater standing beside the God of Magic.

Instantly, his grand aura deflated like a punctured balloon, vanishing into thin air.

What the hell!

How did that trickster end up here?

Is he here to annihilate my clan?

“Care to explain?”

After a brief silence, the Ancestor of the Snow Spirit Clan asked.

“Your clan sent someone to kill the God of Wealth!”

The God of Magic shouted in anger, “The God of Wealth was my friend. Killing him is like killing me.”

“If I don’t tear apart your Snow Soul Realm today, I won’t call myself the God of Magic!”

Hearing this, the Ancestor of the Snow Spirit Clan paused for a moment, then asked, “What would it take to avoid this war?”

He had dealt with both the God of Magic and the God of Theater before, so he knew their tendencies.

By making such a big deal out of it, wasn’t he just trying to squeeze more compensation out of us?

Someone’s already dead—if it weren’t for compensation, why would things have escalated this far?

“Destroy the Snow Soul Realm!”

The God of Magic continued his assault, and behind him, hundreds of forbidden spells began to form once again.

“How about I offer you a hundred drops of life essence as compensation? Does that work for you?”

The Ancestor of the Snow Spirit Clan said with a pained expression. The life essence contained life force so potent that even those at the Emperor Level limit would find it invaluable.

He could only produce a few hundred drops of life essence each year.

“Go to hell!”

The God of Magic roared, and the cluster of forbidden spells behind him erupted in an instant.

The Ancestor of the Snow Spirit Clan was stunned, then snapped, “Why are you attacking during negotiations? Do you just love fighting that much?”

As soon as he finished speaking, all the Emperor Level members of the Snow Spirit Clan still in the Snow Soul Realm sprang into action.

They defended against the God of Magic’s attacks while looking for openings to strike back.

“Star God, do you need something?”

Meanwhile, the God of Theater stood calmly to the side, holding his Thermos, watching the chaos unfold.

The powerful shockwaves from the battle reduced everything around them to dust, yet near the God of Theater, they couldn’t even create a ripple in the water.

In fact, from the God of Theater’s perspective, the God of Magic’s fighting skills seemed a bit… underwhelming.

“God of Theater, can you use your power to project the battlefield onto my Divine Artifacts?”

The Star God transmitted, “We all want to see a battle at the Emperor Level.”

The God of Theater chuckled softly and replied, “It’s just a small matter.”

After speaking, the God of Theater glanced at the position of the God of Magic, his eyes filled with a sense of endless life and death, as if he felt the cycles of life.

“We have a visual now.”

In the office area, the Star God successfully projected the battlefield.

“So this is… the Emperor Level?”

The Wind God watched for a while and remarked, “Although I have good survival skills, watching their fight makes me feel like I could die hundreds of times in an instant.”

The Star God responded, “Feeling this way is normal; after all, you are still at the Ninth Level. When you reach the Emperor Level, you might think this battle isn’t that impressive.”

“Of course, the God of Magic is a high-stage Emperor Level who has stepped down from the Emperor Level limit, so normally he can defeat the beings from the Arrow Realm of the same level.”

Beside him, the Shadow God gazed at the earth-shattering battle, filled with longing.

If he had possessed such power earlier, would such a tragedy still have occurred?

“Is it really okay for the God of Theater not to intervene?”

The Shadow God asked the Star God quietly.

“With the Emperor Level limit of the Snow Spirit Clan not engaged, the God of Theater cannot intervene freely,” the Star God said with a smile. “But you don’t need to worry; perhaps the God of Magic is not as strong as the God of Theater, but I think he is good enough for this situation.”

The God of Freedom nodded slightly and said, “The strength of the God of Theater, whether among the beings from the Arrow Realm or the human camp, can likely sweep everything away.”

“After all, which fate bearer emerging from that era of death is weak?”

Despite saying this, the power unleashed by the God of Magic had already shocked her.

With a wave of his hand, hundreds of forbidden spells were unleashed.

If these forbidden spells landed on Merina’s territory, they would likely destroy it in an instant, right?

Yet this kind of power couldn’t show its might in front of the Chinese God of Theater?

Wasn’t that a bit frightening?

In this ancient and long-standing country of China, the fate bearers born… were still as terrifying as ever!

After a while, the grand and fierce scenes of war continued, and suddenly the battlefield projection changed.

A being, wrapped in loose robes that obscured its gender and form, revealing only a pair of azure eyes, suddenly appeared closer in the battlefield projection.