Chapter 25: Chapter25-The Might of the Deity
Boom! Boom!
Accompanied by heavy footsteps, the figure of a pitch-black gorilla swiftly appeared before everyone's eyes.
The gorilla was massive, its entire body covered in thick, rough skin. At this moment, its rugged hand was gripping a human leg, slowly bringing it to its mouth, as if savoring the unique taste of human flesh.
Seeing Little Kong arrive, both the old man and the Mist Village villagers inside the house felt their hearts pound in terror, nearly unable to breathe!
Little Kong had arrived!
Moreover, upon seeing the ground littered with the corpses of its subordinates, the chewing motion in its mouth noticeably halted.
It was furious.
Today, it would have to devour even more humans to vent the rage in its heart.
Unlike the terrified Mist Village villagers, Thomas and his group remained relatively calm.
They merely examined the massive Little Kong, raising their guard.
"Awakener!"
"And a whole group of Awakeners at that!"
"Not bad, not bad! I'll keep you all as my food!"
"Awakeners have firm, chewy flesh and are far more nutritious. These old geezers are too stringy—barely enough to fill the gaps between my teeth!"
Although nearly twenty of its subordinates had been slaughtered, the presence of these Awakeners caused Little Kong to suppress its fury.
After all, Awakeners were not only delicious, but devouring them significantly boosted its strength—far more than mere subordinates ever could.
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Without delay, to prevent these prey from escaping, its thick, heavy foot stomped onto the ground. Instantly, a special earth-elemental force surged outward like a tidal wave.
The ground immediately caved in, forming a subterranean prison.
Realizing that Little Kong intended to trap them, Thomas's face turned cold. Elemental power, infused with a golden, divine radiance, coiled around his body.
Under the augmentation of this elemental force, Thomas seemed to be clad in an unseeable golden armor. A reverent, awe-inspiring pressure spread silently through the air.
Sensing the domineering presence emanating from Thomas, Little Kong only grew more frenzied.
"Not bad, not bad! A high-quality Awakener like you... If I devour you, I might even level up! This is excellent!"
Without hesitation, Little Kong clenched its fist. Like a magnet, it drew in the surrounding earth and stone, forming a massive boulder-like meteor that hurtled directly toward the group trapped in the pit!
The air howled.
All those within the pit felt their feet sink under immense pressure.
Mist Spell!
At that moment, knowing that the other Awakeners were no match for Little Kong, Thomas swiftly released golden mist around him, enveloping his allies.
Though the mist appeared ethereal, it was in fact an unbreakable whole, shielding them from the overwhelming force of the Spellbeast's might.
Then, Thomas took a step forward—crossing dozens of meters in an instant—appearing directly before Little Kong.
Shadow Step!
Immediately, Thomas clenched his fists, which now held two scorching fireballs, and hurled them toward the beast's massive, incoming punch.
Thomas was two minor levels above Little Kong, and Fire Ball was a skill bestowed by Deus Initium, carrying an extremely formidable attack power.
When the fireballs struck Little Kong's fist, an immense wave of heat erupted, instantly melting the stone armor encasing its hand into molten lava.
The thick fur on its fist was incinerated in an instant, and beneath it, flesh sizzled and burned, releasing a pungent charred stench.
The searing pain in its arm was like countless steel needles stabbing into its flesh, causing Little Kong to grimace in agony and let out a wretched howl.
But that was only the beginning.
With one arm nearly destroyed by the first fireball, leaving it defenseless, Little Kong suddenly realized in horror that the second Fire Ball—swelling like an expanding red balloon—was crashing down directly onto its head.
"AHHH!"
It was as if its skull was being roasted in a blazing furnace—skin cracked, blood vaporized, even its bones trembled in excruciating pain, driving it to the brink of madness.
Despite desperately channeling earth-elemental power to reinforce its skull, trying to resist the heat's invasion, it was futile.
When the swelling fireball finally erupted, Little Kong's head exploded along with it.
Scalding blood vaporized into mist, while shattered skull fragments and brain matter turned into blackened charcoal, scattering in all directions.
From the gaping wound where its head once was, a fountain of crimson blood surged high into the sky before raining down in a gruesome downpour, filling the air with an overwhelming stench of iron.
Only then did the onlookers, feeling the warm blood droplets splatter onto their skin, snap out of their shock.
What had they just witnessed?
The monstrously powerful, utterly ferocious Little Kong...
Had been effortlessly annihilated by Thomas!
All the villagers of Mist Village felt as if they were dreaming!
It was simply unbelievable!
As their stunned gazes converged upon Thomas, he spoke in a loud, commanding voice:
"Villagers, the Spellbeast Little Kong has been slain! However, the outskirts of Fallen Lands remain unsafe. If you trust me, you may come to Annasi, where Deus Initium shelters us—there, no Spellbeast shall ever enslave you again!"
"Furthermore, if you come to Annasi, every family will be given a house, food, and cured meat!"
Having just slain Little Kong, Thomas's words carried immense authority. As he infused his voice with elemental power, it resonated like thunder, shaking the villagers to their core.
Those who had remained hiding indoors couldn't resist stepping outside.
Little Kong was dead!
This was simply inconceivable!
And as they beheld the charred, headless corpse with its still-dripping, scarlet neck wound, they could no longer deny the truth.
Little Kong was truly dead!
More and more villagers gathered, weeping tears of joy!
Little Kong was dead, and their greatest vengeance had been fulfilled!
No longer would they have to live in constant fear of being devoured!
"A hero!"
"A warrior!"
In that moment, all the villagers of Mist Village bowed deeply toward Thomas, expressing their boundless gratitude.
Many of them had lost loved ones to Little Kong, their hatred running bone-deep.
For them, Thomas was the savior who had rescued them from the abyss!
"Everyone, pack your things! This place is still dangerous—we must leave as soon as possible."
Thomas helped the villagers to their feet, his heart heavy with emotion.
Without Deus Initium, his own village might have ended up just like Mist Village.
The villagers, eager to escape this perilous place, cheered with joy.
For years, they had been imprisoned by Spellbeasts, some even subjected to the torment of multiple captors.
The chance to leave was their deepest desire.
Dusk.
Thomas led the Mist Village survivors to his village.
The moment they entered, they saw houses adorned with hanging cured meat and corn, leaving them utterly incredulous.
They had spent years living like livestock, subsisting on wild herbs and roots—many had starved to death.
But here in Annasi, every family had meat!
This was the life they had only dreamed of!
"Eric, register them properly. Once recorded, assign each family a house, food, meat, and land!"
Thomas ordered swiftly.
Mist Village's survivors totaled 112 people—3 elders, 7 children, and the rest were able-bodied men and women.
"Let them rest for a day, clean up, and tomorrow at dawn, we will worship Deus Initium!"
Worshipping Deus Initium was the village's highest priority!
One month passed.
During this time, Thomas rescued over a thousand people from Fallen Lands, slaying eight Spellbeasts.
Today, a vast crowd gathered for their daily prayers.
Atop the sacred altar, Owen gazed upon the sea of devoted followers.
Satisfied, he nodded.
[Phase Four Mission Completed!]
Seeing the system notification, Owen's smile deepened.
1,500 devotees—finally achieved!
"Very well... Since the mission is complete, it's time to descend once more and manifest another miracle!"