Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Their eyes turned blood-red, filled only with pure ferocity.

Near-divine magic power and aura burst uncontrollably from their bodies, causing the barrier of Cret Memorial Square to tremble violently. In the distance, stone slabs on the street cracked, and residents standing too close didn't have time to change their smiles into fear before blood flowed from their eyes, noses, and throats, and they collapsed.

In the next second, five War Gods in a state of extreme madness rushed at an imperceptible speed towards the terrace at the far west end of Memorial Square, where Saint Astore Palace loomed!

Wherever they stepped, the ground instantly shattered, and the protective barriers exploded one after another. Every strike was dealt with full force.

Their scarlet, empty eyes were locked on Emperor Saint Baldo, flickering with madness and killing intent.

"Kill——!!!"

They roared in an inhuman, chaotic voice, echoing above the square.

The blood-colored energy around the War Gods was like strings connecting them, transforming them into the most brutal puppet-like killing machines.

At that very moment.

The Second War God, Salon, who was already on guard, finally grasped the sword hilt. Accompanied by a heavy metallic sound, he drew the sword and swung it wide, slicing Cret Memorial Square horizontally in an instant.

Even with the barrier's protection, it was impossible to stop his ground-cleaving blow.

And the clear fissure that appeared in the ground erupted with sword qi, sending all five War Gods attacking Emperor Saint Baldo flying off.

"Thank goodness for Salon nya, it's lucky to have you!"

The Twelfth War God, Bianca, shouted in relief, realizing the change in situation, though she couldn't do much about it herself.

Only the Second War God, Salon, had enough power to block the other War Gods.

At this moment, the still-clear-headed Seventh War God, Philip, Tenth War God, Julius, and the Eleventh Military God, Simon Luo, exchanged glances and immediately charged forward to stop the comrades who had inexplicably gone berserk.

The square instantly descended into chaos, like a human purgatory.

The sounds of laughter abruptly ceased, replaced by screams that rose and fell incessantly.

The crowd surged backward like a tide, shoving and trampling, racing to escape from this nightmarish scene.

Countless residents fell to the ground, ruthlessly trampled by those behind, their blood-curdling screams ringing out continuously.

Crying, wailing, and pleas for help mingled into a piercing noise, resonating across the streets several kilometers from the Memorial Square.

"The War Gods are fighting? The sky and earth are about to shatter."

"The War Gods have gone mad, run quickly!"

"Hurry and escape, or it'll be too late."

Panic spread among the crowd like a flood, sweeping everyone into its current.

Amid the chaotic throng, many were tripped and injured. Mothers desperately called out for their lost children, and children frantically searched for their aged parents, reaching out helplessly to grab those around them, only to watch their relatives and friends disappear further in the crowd.

People abandoned their festive flags, discarded their cheerful masks, revealing their most primitive fears as they scattered desperately, trying only to get as far away from the battlefield of the Memorial Square as possible.

Within Cret Memorial Square.

The figures of the five berserk War Gods were quickly breaking through the barrier defenses, closing in on the terrace, having already transcended the realm of humanity, turning into pure Destruction Gods after losing their sanity.

Meanwhile, inside the Memorial Square, the five clear-headed War Gods swiftly protected Emperor Saint Baldo, with the Eleventh Army God Jade, Simon Luo reinforcing the barrier.

"Wind God Hallworth, Holy Healing Storm."

Simon Luo shouted loudly, striking the ground hard with the Jade Wand. The barrier of Memorial Square began to resonate with him, isolating the chaotic magic power inside the square from the innocent residents, and simultaneously starting minor healing for the distant, afflicted residents.

"What's wrong with you all? Wake up quickly!"

Cat's Eye Stone Bianca shouted anxiously at her companions.

Today's failure is not just a slight dereliction of duty, but a crime of regicide!

Even if they wake up, they may have to face judgment, and it's hard to expect to get away without paying any price.

"It's useless, just stop them first."

The usually rash Tenth War God Julius was exceptionally cold at this moment, pulling Bianca aside, saving her from the merciless attack of the Ninth Army God Ryan.

"I never thought I'd have to fight you all one day."

The Seventh War God, Blood Jade Philip, had no hesitation, being the first to enter the battlefield with full force.

Faced against the other War Gods, he unexpectedly felt a bit of excitement.

He looked towards the Fifth War God, Lugayard, for he would only challenge War Gods stronger than himself.

"We might not win in a five-on-five fight."

Simon Luo completed the barrier reinforcement and began to strengthen it, calling out with a worried look to his still-clear-headed companions.

"I'll take on Ge Yate and Yaspeel, you three just stop Conzel and Ryan."

After saying this, Salon fully drew his sword and walked towards the Third Army God, Ge Yate, and the Fourth War God, Yaspeel.

"Okay."

Bianca didn't say much more, staring at the onrushing Conzel and Ryan who had breached the sword qi barrier, protecting Simon Luo behind her.

Though the few clear-headed War Gods apart from Salon were overall weaker, Salon's overwhelming strength was indeed enough to hold back Ge Yate and Yaspeel.

The two sides of War Gods suddenly engaged in a life-and-death battle on Cret Memorial Square, almost reenacting the War Gods' internal conflict from the Blood Cleansing Day of twenty years ago!

The surrounding buildings of the square were toppled like tidal waves, their collapse accompanying the War Gods' clash echoing louder and faster than thunder through the entire land of Brilda.

The earth trembled, wide fissures cracked on the stone slab streets as if devoured, collapsing gradually. Under the impact of ten War Gods facing off, the intricately carved sculptures and stained glass windows of Gaiat-style buildings instantly shattered and drifted away with the wind.