She would not suffer any loss.

Suzi Han's strategy was a calculated display of open ambition.

Testing whether her adversary would dare to take the risk, observing her apparent frailty, would they seize the opportunity to engage in a decisive battle? The enemy could eliminate her to hasten the end of the conflict, then retreat alongside the higher deity.

Alternatively, they could wait for victory on the high-end battlefield to assist in capturing her or face defeat themselves, incurring their own misfortune.

However, it was evident that the high-end combat strength on the side of the outer god was currently in a state of defeat.

The higher deities on the blue star universe's side were capable of holding the fort.

Suzi Han was resolute in her belief that the enemy would soon grow anxious.

Indeed, as Suzi Han anticipated, the enemy did not linger in indecision.

The outer god within their divine domain opened a portal and dispatched a new wave of subordinates to continue the offensive, propelling the war forward.

This new battalion consisted of expertly equipped paladins numbering in the thousands.

All were robust men, mounted upon tall steeds, clad in myil armor, wielding radiant holy lances, and shouting resounding slogans.

Praise the light.

This contingent was a knot stronger than the previous.

It appeared that the outer god had only recently driven away the subordinates of a lower tier deity, and only after their demise did he send forth his own followers.

The mermaid's critique was not unfounded.

The outer god possessed a variety of cunning tactics and was indeed treacherous.

Despite holding a superior rank, he dared not risk entering her divine realm, the high-end battlefield of deities, yet felt comfortable sending his subordinates into the fray.

Was it a death wish? Even in her gravely injured state, Suzhan was still a deity.

The disparity in power between deities and those beneath them was akin to that of humans and ants.

The arrival of these foes could only end in their swift annihilation.

Suzi Han feigned a stagger, intentionally biting her lip to draw forth a trickle of blood, thereby misleading the outer god.

As the enemy's main force infiltrated her divine kingdom, she unleashed a wave of dark sun descending.

Pretending to struggle under the weight of her injuries, she struck down a number of foes, appearing to expend great effort.

In reality, she was absorbing energy with delight.

To simulate the appearance of laborious consumption, the dark sun did not exert itself excessively, merely absorbing the essence of energy and expelling the drags.

The effect was akin to someone who had overeaten, regurgitating the remnants.

In mere minutes, the battalion of elite paladins was obliterated in the darkness, reduced to a mass of flesh and bone.

The sounds of chaos echoed as blood rained down, mingling with shattered remnants of armor and weaponry.

The ground resembled a dimminionive refuge heap, thickly layered with debris.

Shortly thereafter, the outer god dispatched a new wave of minions to launch an assault.

This time, the minions differed significantly, comprising thousands of elite transcendent beings alongside hundreds of thousands of ordinary human soldiers.

It appeared they were employing a tactic of overwhelming numbers.

Witnessing the appalling fate of their predecessors, the faith of these minions began to waver noticeably, particularly among the ranks of the ordinary soldiers, some of whom were apprehensive about entering the realm of the dark god.

However, spurred on by the outer god, a few fanatics led the charge, rallying the wavering minions back towards the dark god s domain.

At this moment, Suzi Hon feigned an air of incapacity to attack, seated upon a divine throne crafted from divine power by the Little Mermaid.

"Leave it to me, dear sister," the Little Mermaid declared.

With a flourish of her divine trident, waves surge beneath her.

With a wave of her hand, the mermaids, accompanied by the ghostly dolls, commence their counterattack, leaning against the divine throne.

Suzie Han rested her chin on her hand, eyes closed in a semblance of slumber.

The glowing willow trees affixed to the crystal wall of the divine realm began to stir.

The willow branches swayed from the heavens, conjuring illusions to confound the intruders of the dark god s domain, hindering their erratic movements.

As they became disoriented, countless willow branches like merciless spears pierced the chests of the invaders.

The number of branches was abundant, their strikes swift with a singular focus to locate living beings, pierced their chests, and crushed their hearts.

Few branches struck empty.

Soon, the ground was littered with corpses and shattered hearts.

Aside from the slightly stronger, transcendent beings who could contend with the willows and evade their branches, the ordinary soldiers possessed little means of resistance.

The ranks of ordinary soldiers began to suffer heavy casualties.

In their final moments, many emitted sorrowful cries as despair and fear spread throughout the army.

The leading demagod, a luminary mage, sought to combat the willows.

As he unleashed his spell against the trees, the little mermaid intervened, disrupting the mage as incantation with her trident.

She pierced through dozens of layers of barriers, impaling a human, transforming into a four-winged aven upon her trident.

This so-called angel of the realm of light, seeking divine intervention, sacrificed their soul and exhausted their potential to become a luminous alien, ultimately serving as a disposable weapon.

The methods of the followers of the light god remained tiresomely familiar.

The little mermaid s lips curled into a disdainful pout.

Her past torment at the hands of the light god from the light family having left her with a particularly unfavorable impression of the entire pantheon, especially that of the light family.

Her lethal actions were executed with unrelenting ferocity.

Following this, the elite clan of ghostly dolls shrouded beneath the willow branches embarked on a swift decapitation campaign, rapidly selecting transcendent beings for harvest.

Under the endless shadow of the dark sun, the battlefield erupted with the brilliance of various spells and the clamor of clashing blades.

The exalted deities reclined in their thrones, figning slumber.

Beyond a colossal portal, the radiant realm gradually succumbed to twilight.

The sunlight s reached dwindling with each passing moment.

Elios light received a communication from the ancient god, and his countenance underwent a notable transformation.

Retreat.

His expression fluctuated, a blend of crimson and emerald.

The deity had issued a withdrawal order, provoking a sense of frustration within him.

He was so close to victory, possessing a significant advantage in rank over his adversary.

Yet, he found himself unable to eliminate them, a source of profound disgrace.

He gazed at the distant divinity, reclining in her chair with closed eyes, seemingly in a state of weakened slumber.

It appeared she lacked the strength to engage directly, as she had refrained from deploying the multitude of bait she had meticulously prepared, instead sending her subordinates into the fry.

Among them was a newly ascended mermaid of divine rank, accompanied by an assortment of other followers, all engaged in combat with his own subordinates.

Should he not join the battle himself for a swift resolution, he sensed the restraint on his own power.

Although he would drop in rank upon entering, he could still maintain the prowess of a highle deity, his opponent, after all was merely a second tier divine being.

Even if he entered her divine realm, his rank could surpass hers by several levels.

And it seemed her abilities had reached their limits.

Eliros Light was eager to take action.

Chapter 99.

Hooked, he stepped into the realm of the dark divine, wielding the spear of light.

Dongji.

A crimson warning leapt before Suzi Han.

A reminder from the system.

An eighth tier deity unleashing its utmost power had appeared before her.

The eight-wing divine brandishing a spear had already launched an attack.

Hooked, a nearly imperceptible smile graced Sue Xihan's lips, only to be abruptly pierced through the chest by the spear of the foreign deity.

Her expression morphed into one of shock as she gazed at the foreign god before her, embodying the essence of defiance.

In that fleeting moment, the tolling of bells ceased, vibrations halted, and everything seemed to suspend in time.

When Lulu Lu saw the esteemed deity injured, she instantly entered a frenzied state.

Branches swayed, causing the entire divine realm to tremble.

The ground heaved with roots surging forth, engulfing many of the intruders to the divine kingdom.

"Haha!" Elios laughed, his demeanor brimming with arrogance.

The frustrations endured throughout this war dissipated as he savored the prospect of vanquishing the enemy deity.

He raised a spear, gazing at the lifeless body of the divine, now hanging from it, filled with pride.

He was about to extract the divine essence, relishing the spoils of victory when he noticed the descending dark sun drawing ever closer.

A forboating intuition sent chills down his spine, igniting a sense of impending doom.

Suddenly, a coolness enveloped him from behind, and he turned to see a delicate white hand piercing through his chest.

In an astonishing twist, the lifeless deity, now resembling a mere puppet, stirred to life, stuck out its tongue in jest, and made a face before dissolving into moes of light upon the spear.

He had been outmaneuvered.

Eli Rose lost consciousness.

Susie Han stood behind the divine of light, holding a brilliantly radiant divine essence in her hand.

It was a complete essence, crystal clear, devoid of any fissures.

With a mere avatar, she had exchanged for a flawless divine essence.