I kissed the statue at the beginning and I vomited all over the floor

Chapter 389: God-level Battle

Labelas, dressed in a simple robe, held his simple wooden staff made of a piece of wood as long as his height, and stood alone in the void outside the kingdom of God.

Just now, he stopped Solonor who was about to launch a third round of attack, and when the opponent put up some stubborn resistance, he lightly swept the tall god of hunting aside.

This instantly sobered Solonor, who had been somewhat demented by the victims of the previous two rounds of attacks.

Standing before him was Labelas.

Apart from Corellon, Labelas is the strongest upper god among the existing gods of the elven pantheon, comparable to the main god.

Even for the main gods of many weak races, it is a question whether they can defeat Labelas.

Unlike beings like Solonor who ascended to gods from mortal creatures, Labelas, like Corellon, were native gods born in the astral realm.

To be precise, Labelas is the original elf "brought into being" by Corellon.

The power wielded by any native god is very different from the professional system of the main material plane.

As the god of hunting, the powers that Solonor excels in are all enhanced versions of the divine power he possessed when he was an archer.

Things like random arrow rain and sniping are so dazzling and powerful when used, but in essence they are no different from the skills mastered before becoming a god.

At most, there is no need to use branches to make arrows, and you can directly condense them with divine power.

But the original gods are very different.

The power they exert is not restricted by so many rules and regulations, and sometimes it cannot even be called a skill.

For example, Tymora used small gold coins as electromagnetic cannons. This type of attack does not exist at all in the main material plane.

Instead, there will be some spells or martial arts that are simplified versions of the original divine moves.

For example, it is said that Ivan’s favorite [Entanglement Technique] was created when the Lord of Nature, Obai Hai, got drunk and got so excited that his hair flew all over the place.

The same is true for Labelas, a native god.

The long wooden staff in his hand emitted a soft grey light, a colour considered ominous, a blend of colours of the divine power that Labellas controlled.

Time, history, and memory.

As the eternal observer, he possesses the symbiotic memories of almost all elves, which makes most elves believe that the silver-haired Labelas is the wisest god in the elven pantheon.

In fact, the most powerful thing about this deity in the image of a wise old man is that his power is not just in his brain.

The long wood like a branch was held up horizontally, pointing to the huge bone dragon in front.

The being whose front teeth were taller than Labelas remained motionless.

There was no spell, nor any obvious casting action, as if it was as simple as eating and drinking. A gray spell energy enveloped the bone dragon's head.

Immediately afterwards, the area covered by the spell began to change color, producing a crystallization reaction visible to the naked eye.

This is a sign that the organism is beginning to degrade and become fragile after being eroded by time.

However, this crystal reconstruction only lasted for a short while before the tentacles on the surface of the bones attached to the surface and began to restore the crystallized bones.

"Oh?"

Labelas put away his staff.

The divine power he just released caused the time of the bone dragon's skull to move forward hundreds of thousands of years.

This is the most terrifying ability of Labelas, the observer of the elven pantheon.

He is the God of Time.

As a result, this magic that could turn even gods back to dust only caused the surface of the bone dragon's skull to change color slightly.

"It's unexpectedly tough..."

Labelas put away the divine power on the wooden staff, smiled bitterly and shook his head.

However, the fear in his eyes was reduced a little.

As soon as this monster appeared, it attracted the attention of the Eternal Observer.

Like Corellon, he had participated in the great war that changed the era tens of thousands of years ago.

He even played a significant role in the battle to expel the God of Gods.

Therefore, the aura of this giant bone dragon easily reminded Labelas of the time when the nine-faced dragon god Io ruled the astral realm.

but……

"But - how could Io, the supreme god, not be able to resist the erosion of a few hundred thousand years...

This skull is just a fake! A forgery!"

As the silver-haired elf's words became more and more intense, a spell wave with some kind of rule-based power appeared on the long wooden staff in his hand.

The long wooden stick, which looked like a branch, was refracted into one mirror image after another by the surging energy.

Some showed a young bud in the void, while others showed towering ancient trees that blocked out the sun...

This is the characteristic of the power of Labelas, the God of Time - historical reversal.

Everything that has ever happened can be exposed under the cover of this divine power.

"Show your true self!"

Without any hesitation, Labelas stretched the wooden staff in his hand straight forward, and the energy expanded a thousand times, covering the bone dragon's head.

In an instant, thousands of light prisms reflecting historical scenes appeared around the bone dragon.

Labelas scanned each light prism intently.

As he expected, there was not a single historical clip that showed the true form of the God Among Gods.

This is indeed not Io... or the remains of Io.

……

"Clap-pop-pop-"

The three goddesses who were hiding and watching the show looked at the black-haired human who was clapping and cheering with strange expressions.

"this……"

"Just call me Archer—that's what you used to call me."

"Okay, Mr. Archer...

My lucky barrier can only reduce our presence, but it cannot completely isolate us from the gods' perception.

Could you please not make such a loud noise?"

Seeing this human's frivolous reaction, Taimora, who was inexplicably angry, reminded him in a bad tone.

"Oh! Really?"

Archer Nolihuys glanced at her with narrowed eyes.

Compared with the former Taiji, this successor inherited Taiji's beauty except for her looks, but was far from satisfactory in other aspects.

Not intending to argue with Tymora, Archer waved his hand dismissively.

A heart-pounding ripple emerged from the void and attached to Tymora's barrier.

"That's it... Aha! Look!

That meat elf’s eyes are really powerful!”

Following the direction of Archer's finger, Tymora saw thousands of light beams refracted by Labelas.

"With so many images, how did he manage to see them without getting tired?"

Morgan, who was trembling with fear, and Lal, who was trembling with fear, hid a little further back.

After her soul channel was invaded by the other party, the orc girl Morgan didn't even dare to whisper.

But Lal, a carefree man, didn't think too much about it.

She tilted her head and looked at her best friend.

"Hey, Morgan!

Do you think that the way this human speaks is a bit like Alvin?"