Blaze, equally astonished, exclaimed, "To think a mere weapon could elevate a mid-tier Saint level warrior in one go, jumping several ranks straight to the level of a high-tier God level warrior—if I hadn't witnessed it myself, I truly wouldn't have believed it."

Hearing Blaze's explanation, Mo Han asked in surprise, "Are you saying the power I displayed just now reached the level of a high-tier God warrior?" "Absolutely. You must understand, my magic barrier, which the mid-tier God level Crottino couldn't shatter in one strike, wouldn't have been broken unless the attacker's strength surpassed mine. Since I myself possess mid-tier God strength, the only conclusion is that the power you exhibited previously truly reached the level of a high-tier God warrior."

Upon hearing Blaze's explanation, Mo Han became incredibly excited. "If that's the case, I might actually stand a chance against the King of the Underworld, eh? Hehe."

"Don't get too carried away."

Seeing Mo Han's elation, Blaze couldn't resist dampening his spirits, speaking directly: "You must remember, Hades, the King of the Underworld, has long since ascended to divinity. His strength is entirely beyond our current scope of understanding. Even if you've now reached the high-tier God level, you will absolutely not be a match for him."

Hearing Blaze's words, Mo Han could only manage a helpless, wry smile. "Hehe, can't a man find a little joy amidst the bitterness? Don't be so brutally honest, alright? It's too discouraging."

"Heh heh. If I don't discourage you now, I fear you won't even know how you died when you face the King of the Underworld."

Seeing Mo Han's demeanor, Blaze couldn't help but smile as well.

Just then, several figures were seen flying rapidly out from the direction of Weihai City, heading toward Mo Han and Blaze. Clearly, they had been drawn by the commotion the two had caused earlier.

Blaze frowned at the sight. "What a nuisance. You deal with them. Tell Rouxue I'll find her tonight." With that, he hastily cast the Flight spell and zoomed away into the distance, clearly wishing to avoid meeting the newcomers.

Indeed, within moments, a contingent from the Church of Light, led by the Pope of Light, arrived at the spot where Mo Han and Blaze had paused. Accompanying them was a worried-looking Rouxue and Bai Ling, with several Saint Dragon guards positioned behind them, closely shielding Rouxue in the center.

"Big Brother Mo Han, what happened? Where is Brother Blaze?" Seeing Mo Han unharmed brought relief to Rouxue's heart. She had rushed over with the guards earlier after sensing the massive disturbance, fearing Mo Han and Blaze might have started fighting. Now, seeing Mo Han safe and wearing a calm smile, Rouxue was reassured.

"Hehe. Your Brother Blaze left ahead of us. He said he'll look for you later; no need to worry," Mo Han quickly replied, recalling Blaze's instructions.

"Lord Mo Han, what was happening just now? I sensed an extremely powerful energy fluctuation, and even the seven-colored magic only a Magus God can cast. Was there an incident?" The Pope of Light couldn't help voicing the confusion brewing in his mind.

Seeing the puzzled expressions on Bai Ling and Rouxue as well, Mo Han offered a smile. "Hehe, nothing serious. I was merely sparring and testing my limits against a friend who is a God-level Magus God. I apologize for alarming everyone."

Hearing Mo Han’s words, the personnel from the Church of Light immediately looked at him with deep respect. To engage with a God-level expert and appear to be holding his own was enough to command reverence. Most clerical staff in the Church of Light were unaware of Mo Han's true strength, with the exception of the Pope of Light and a select few. It was no wonder they were so astonished. At such a critical juncture, having an additional God-level expert on their side would be tremendous for morale. Moreover, judging by Mo Han's tone, they might have more than one God-level expert, which would greatly offset the negative impact of the Underworld King's invasion. It was certain that news of Mo Han being a God-level expert, and the revelation of having two more God-level powerhouses among them, would soon sweep through the entire camp.

The Pope of Light, however, maintained a placid expression, as if anticipating this outcome. Mo Han suspected the Pope had brought such a large contingent precisely to use this moment to publicize Mo Han's strength and boost the army's overall morale. Mo Han couldn't help but admire the quick-witted Pope.

Having achieved his objective, the Pope of Light was the first to take his leave, leading the group of ecstatic followers back to spread the word about Mo Han's power. Rouxue also departed with the Saint Dragon guards to await Blaze's arrival. Only Bai Ling remained, still gazing at Mo Han with a gentle smile. "You haven't told me everything yet, have you?" she said teasingly.

Mo Han naturally chose not to hide anything from Bai Ling. He recounted precisely how Blaze had assembled the Creation God Sword and how, with its assistance, he had managed to reach the high-tier God level.

Hearing his explanation, Bai Ling looked astonished. "Although the difference between Saint level and God level seems like just one tier, the actual gap is immense. I've never heard of anyone achieving God-level power through a weapon's aid, let alone high-tier God level. Things created by the Creation God are truly miraculous."

Mo Han nodded in strong agreement. "I think so too, hehe. This time we’ve struck gold. This gives us a significantly better chance against the King of the Underworld."

Bai Ling sincerely shared his joy for Mo Han, smiling sweetly. "If that is the case, it is indeed good news. We should hurry back and tell Daili and the others so they can celebrate too."

Mo Han agreed and, taking Bai Ling, returned to their quarters in Weihai City to deliver the news, which indeed brought Daili and the others immense happiness, as if their own strength had increased, warming Mo Han's heart.

Three mornings later, within Weihai City, Mo Han, clad in full armor, stood atop the towering city wall alongside the Pope of Light, the Heavenly Dragon Emperor, and representatives from several other factions, staring intently into the distance. According to the latest intelligence, the armies of the Underworld race were already pressing into the territory surrounding Weihai City, less than ten li away. This was why Mo Han and the others had gathered here.

The overall commander for this campaign was appointed to be Murong Tian, the renowned general of the Heavenly Dragon Empire. Murong Feixue, by special exception, received unanimous approval and was appointed as a deputy commander alongside another famous general, Duoluyi, each tasked with defending one of the two auxiliary cities on the flanks, thus ensuring Murong Tian could command the central frontal war without distraction.

Based on his understanding of the Underworld race's characteristics, Murong Tian had organized all the troops outside the city into three defensive lines: the first being a zone composed entirely of man-made traps and magical defenses; the second, a cavalry formation comprised of tens of thousands of heavily armed heavy cavalry and the Church of Light's Judgment Knight Order; and the third, an infantry formation made up of heavy infantry and longbowmen. On the left and right wings, the deployment mirrored the center, with three defensive lines established, deploying nearly two million troops in total—a dense formation stretching over ten li long and several li wide, creating a truly magnificent spectacle.

After nearly an hour of waiting, a long, dark silhouette slowly emerged on the horizon distant from Weihai City, gradually closing in.

"Order the entire army to prepare." Murong Tian, who had been standing at the command post, issued the first command without hesitation.

A blue flare shot into the sky. All the soldiers across the battlefield raised their weapons and stood silently. The heavy cavalry, assisted by their comrades, began donning their cumbersome armor.

Before long, the dark line grew closer, and Mo Han and the others could finally discern the true appearance of these shadows. The army of the Underworld race consisted of countless skeletons, an endless procession stretching beyond sight, steadily advancing toward Weihai City. It seemed the entire expanse of land in the distance had transformed into an ocean of bone.

At least several hundred thousand skeletal soldiers, under the command of massive Abominations, slowly approached the first line of defense of Weihai City. These mindless skeletal legions possessed no awareness, merely following the drive of the towering Abominations as they pushed ever closer to Weihai City. In no time, the skeletal horde reached the edge of the first defensive line.

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