Chapter 519: 286 Twilight of the Gods (Part 1)

Having a good start, Gbagbo’s actions proceeded smoothly thereafter.

He started fighting all the way from position 498!

Those targeted by Gbagbo had only two choices: Those who surrendered lived, and those who resisted died!

Unlike the total defiance at rank 499, from 498 onwards, opposition began to waver.

After all, Gbagbo was different now.

When he fought at rank 499, Gbagbo was alone. Now, a massive Alliance stood behind him.

In light of this, after some hesitation, number 498 signed the Alliance contract.

Then 497, 496…one by one, the powers chose to compromise.

Within a month, Gbagbo had consolidated eighty percent of the power forces.

Apart from a few, nearly all of the powers ranked within the first 50 stood on Gbagbo’s side, forming a massive Alliance against the Holy Light Clan and the fallen ones.

Successfully leading this massive Alliance filled Gbagbo’s heart with delight.

The antagonism and intent to kill within his gaze towards the Holy Light Clan were undisguised!

“This time, I will put an end to your winning streak!”

In sharp contrast to Gbagbo’s flamboyant demeanor, the Holy Light Clan and the fallen ones seemed unimpressed, their gazes coldly fixed on Gbagbo and his Alliance.

“Fools, what can you achieve by forming this so-called Alliance?

You have no understanding of the power of Holy Light.

If you seek death, we will show you the profound depth of Holy Light!”

Hearing Michael’s words, Gbagbo, about to retort, was interrupted by a system prompt.

[Attention: Due to the triggering of a special condition, the third round of matches officially begins.

All lords, please be prepared. You will be transported to the Twilight Main Battlefield in three seconds!]

Suddenly, the argument was put on hold due to the system prompt.

Then, rays of light began to shine.

About three seconds later, all 499 lords, along with their armies, were teleported to the Twilight Main Battlefield.

As they all entered the Twilight Main Battlefield,

everyone knew clearly that the final battle of this round had begun.

Instantly, the Alliance led by Gbagbo unleashed their force.

“Michael!”

As Gbagbo let out a powerful roar that seemed to pierce through the heavens,

Gbagbo, originally around two meters tall, suddenly grew exponentially, revealing his true form as the Golden Titan!

His stature, in an instant, grew to millions of meters tall.

Standing on the Twilight Main Battlefield, he gave off an overwhelming sense of enormity.

The colossal Gbagbo turned his eyes towards the east.

Millions of miles away, he spotted Michael and the Holy Light Clan. With a terrifying momentum, he charged at them.

As Gbagbo ran, he was akin to an army banner, attracting the attention of all the Alliance forces around him.

When they saw Gbagbo’s figure, they were all amazed.

They hadn’t expected Gbagbo to be so massive.

This was, after all, the Twilight Main Battlefield.

Outside, Gbagbo’s height could match dozens of planets without surprise. However, in the Twilight Main Battlefield, tallness is restricted.

Even the Twilight Giant at Level 999 won’t exceed millions of meters in height.

But Gbagbo did!

This suggests that Gbagbo’s actual strength is far more daunting than what he displays. He definitely surpassed an ordinary supreme being and was a terrifying existence.

This force was undoubtedly comparable to that of Michael and Bishop.

The Alliance’s confidence soared!

One by one, they followed Gbagbo’s lead.

As they followed Gbagbo’s lead and advanced, everything they saw further boosted their confidence.

“Roar!”

A dragon chant, as if piercing through from ancient times, echoed in the air.

A huge dragon that blotted out the sun and sky appeared in the high air.

Although the body of this dragon might not be as big as that of Gbagbo, its momentum was in no way inferior to Gbagbo’s.

An apex powerhouse of the Alliance made its appearance.

Then a death god that brought shadows with each step, and an Ice Giant who froze the ground beneath him, appeared!

…

Within a few short minutes, the Alliance brought forward at least five top-ranking powers on par with Michael, along with a dozen others slightly inferior, but still on the peak level of existence.

This terrifying lineup provided the Alliance with tremendous confidence, and at the same time, instilled fear into the 499th lord.

For the first time, he realized that he seemed to have chosen the wrong team.

Faced with such a formidable Alliance, he started fearing for the first time whether the Holy Light Clan could hold up.

This made him extremely anxious.

He wanted to switch sides but regretted there was no room for change.

The only choice left was to join the Holy Light Clan’s camp with fear in his heart.

The Alliance didn’t intentionally target him, a lord ranked 499, even they fundamentally ignored him, not considering him valuable or influential.

Otherwise, he would have been crushed the moment he revealed his position.

So sometimes, being weak isn’t necessarily bad.

At least, it allows one to live a bit longer in insignificance!

Soon, the 499th lord was driven to the side of the Holy Light Clan.

At the same time, the Alliance led by Gbagbo had already surrounded them!

“Michael, what did you say again?

Right, you said you wanted us to feel the depth of your Holy Light Clan?

We’ve felt the depth of your Holy Light Clan for hundreds of thousands of years. On the contrary, you’ve never really felt the wrath of those beings you’ve oppressed for hundreds of thousands of years, have you?”