Chapter 232: Chapter232-A Fierce Melee with the God Kings


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    The sight of the melee unfolding on the battlefield left the mages watching through the projection utterly speechless, their mouths twitching in disbelief.


    They didn''t know what to say-it was simply absurd.


    After all, the mages engaged in brutal hand-to-hand combat on that ruined battlefield were normally god-tier mages, beings high above the reach of ordinary people, wielding the most mysterious and extraordinary powers.


    Yet here they were, fighting in the most basic way possible-fists flying-something none of the onlookers had ever seen before.


    As the hand-to-hand combat reached a fever pitch, dark rose petals fluttered across the battlefield, adding a strange, almost haunting beauty to the scene.


    The spectators watched with bated breath.


    Meanwhile, the lower-ranked mages, who couldn''t match the god-tier mages, saw the opportunity before them and let out a furious roar as they charged forward toward the god- tier mages brought by the Three God Kings.


    "Damn it, this is our chance to beat the crap out of these god-tier mages! Brothers, let''s go!"


    "Without mana, god-tier mages are just as vulnerable to bricks! Watch me knock one out with a single hit!"


    "Come on, guys, I''ve got some high-quality steel rods here! Let''s teach these arrogant god- tier mages a good lesson!"


    While the stronger mages fought with their fists, Henry and the others from Middle Earth, who were less powerful, grabbed bricks and steel rods from the rubble and joined forces to beat down the god-tier mages.


    The scene was so ridiculous that many of the watching mages couldn''t help but laugh.


    Some lower-ranked mages, bruised and battered, even resorted to unconventional methods.


    One mage picked up a mop from the ruins and enchanted it with makeshift magic, transforming into a "toilet god" and forcing the god-tier mages into retreat, swearing and cursing in frustration.


    As the brawl spiraled into chaos, in the Demon Realm, a sultry Archdemon watching the battlefield couldn''t contain her laughter.


    "Not bad, Owen''s people! Not only are they bold and lawless, but they also think completely outside the box."


    The Archdemon had been watching Owen ever since his battle with the Pyrothrone King. Whether it was his strength, courage, or the way he stood unyielding even in the face of the God Kings, everything about him left a lasting impression on her.No?v(el)B\\jnn


    Especially his bizarre methods-even the God Kings had been dragged into this crude fistfight.


    It showed that Owen wasn''t just a reckless brute; he had clearly anticipated this outcome and was well-prepared.


    Such a brave and resourceful young man, handsome to boot-no woman could resist such an allure.


    Even she, an Archdemon of the Demon Realm who had seen countless exceptional men, found them all lacking compared to Owen.


    "Madelyn, your brother-in-law really is as extraordinary as you said," the Archdemon said, licking her black lips and glancing at Madelyn beside her.


    Madelyn''s gaze never left the projection, her eyes glistening with unshed tears as she looked at familiar faces, especially Owen and Leslie.


    "Do you want to see them? To reunite with your family?" the Archdemon whispered seductively into Madelyn''s ear, seeing her emotional state.


    Madelyn nodded eagerly. "Of course, I do."


    The Archdemon smiled and lightly brushed her fingers across Madelyn''s cheek, her eyes twinkling mischievously.


    The other two God Kings stared in shock. Just moments ago, the three of them had been overwhelming Owen.


    If not for Owen''s strange regenerative ability, they would have crushed him long ago.


    How had Isaac''s powerful punch been so easily countered, leaving him grievously injured?


    Owen''s physical strength should have been far inferior to theirs.


    "This guy... there''s something more going on with him!" the two remaining God Kings


    muttered, their faces grim.


    Their desire to kill Owen grew even stronger.


    From the moment they had encountered Owen, he had continuously surprised them, pulling


    one unexpected move after another.


    They couldn''t afford to let someone like him live-someone who defied their expectations and slipped from their control.


    As the two God Kings launched a renewed attack, Isaac, still reeling from Owen''s punch, abandoned the fight and sprinted toward Rachel, his eyes burning with a malicious glint.


    "You two keep him busy. I''m going to target his weak spot!" Isaac yelled.


    The remaining God Kings wanted to curse out loud, but the lingering shock of Owen''s strike


    kept them focused on their joint assault.


    No matter what, they had to kill Owen first.


    With the other two God Kings holding Owen at bay, Isaac cut through the battlefield like a


    tiger among sheep, swiftly closing in on Rachel.


    Seeing that her friend was being targeted, the Dragon Princess immediately leaped forward to


    block Isaac''s path.


    "Get lost!"


    Isaac swatted her away with a single blow, sending her flying.


    The Dragon Princess crashed to the ground, her head spinning, just in time to see Isaac


    standing over Rachel, his gaze predatory.


    "You old bastard, you''re dead!" Owen roared, fury boiling within him as he struggled to break


    free from the two remaining God Kings and rush to Rachel''s aid.


    But before he could act, Leslie''s voice called out to him.


    "Focus on those two scumbags! Leave that old creep to me!" With that, Leslie gripped her icy spear tightly and charged straight at Isaac.