Chapter 493: Divine Power Comparison
Mordekaiser cast his cold gaze towards Janna, and the auras of the two gods collided violently between heaven and earth.
The sky and the sea seemed to be separated, dividing into two worlds on the left and right.
On one side was the boiling sea, roaring and trembling under the howling wind.
On one side was a cold abyss that was completely frozen by the deadly black fog.
Light and darkness, life and death, the wind of change and the mist of decay, the faith of the people and the power of the king, all collided violently between the sky and the sea.
"Hammer of Doom!" Mordekaiser swung Nightfall.
Without any unnecessary movements, the vast sea of death force condensed into a raging torrent in the most original form of magic.
The magic power that was flashing with a cold light roared out from Yeyue, and in an instant it expanded into a hammer-shaped black mist hundreds of meters long, smashing heavily towards the towering body of Goddess Gana.
"Levi." Janna called out her summoner.
Levi and Janna shared divine power. Although this power was all borrowed from Janna, under the baptism of the infinite divine power day and night, he also possessed a powerful body comparable to that of a god.
Janna's fighting style was always elegant. This kind of close combat work involving fists was usually done by Levi.
So Levi jumped off her shoulder and dived towards Mordekaiser's black mist hammer.
"Eye of the Storm!" Janna blessed him with divine power and surrounded and protected him with the powerful force of the storm.
Levi also held a sword blade condensed from airflow and slashed out with all his strength, launching a wide wind blade.
This looks very similar to the Gale Sword School's moves, but it is a thousand times more powerful.
Levi did not specifically exchange any combat techniques with the Gale Sword Sect.
After all, he is just an external accessory of Janna...
When one's strength reaches Janna's level, there is no need for any moves. Now, just a breath of hers can be considered a forbidden magic that can destroy the world.
At this moment, Levi took advantage of the breath blown out by Gana and slashed out a thousand-meter-long sword energy with one sword, as if it was the creation of the world.
This sharp wind blade swept up thousands of acres of air currents and headed towards the black fog of death gushing up from below.
The two divine powers met head-on in mid-air. The violent transparent airflow and the evil dark fog intertwined, tore, and collided with each other. The erupting power shattered the heavy clouds in the sky and easily stirred up huge waves in the sea.
"Boom--" Even the citizens of Shuangcheng who were several kilometers away were shaken by the aftermath of the violent collision, causing them to feel shortness of breath and tremble in their chests.
As a result, a small-scale tsunami broke out at sea.
The huge waves rushed forward for several kilometers, until they hit the solid sea defense embankment of Shuangcheng wave after wave, and finally dissipated gradually.
The black fog was finally torn apart and dissipated in the storm, and the sky and the earth became clear.
"..."After the earth-shattering collision, there was a brief moment of calm.
Mordekaiser slowly put away Nightfall and looked up at Janna with a little fear.
Janna and Levi did not attack again, and looked at Modkaiser with serious eyes.
The biggest suspense before the battle began was that Mordekaiser and Janna didn't know each other's strength before the fight, and no one knew who would have the upper hand if the fight really started.
Now, there is a clear answer to this question.
They could all see that the other party was just attacking with all his strength with the intention of testing the opponent, and no one was holding back.
As a result, at this time, the strength of Goddess Janna and Modkaiser was almost the same, with no obvious difference in strength.
"Can the God of faith worshipped by mortals actually possess such power?" Modkaiser was a little surprised.
Although he knew that Janna would be many times stronger than the weak goddess he knew, he also carefully considered the worst case scenario.
But when his worries were confirmed, he couldn't help but be surprised. He didn't expect that Janna could catch up with his magic power that he had accumulated for 1,000 years in just two years of development.
But it is also true... the population of Runeterra is now more than ten times that of the dark age when he was born.
Perhaps it is because the times have changed that the acquired gods, which were once only second-rate gods, have become so prosperous?
"Fortunately, I returned in time." Modkaiser rejoiced secretly.
Janna was stronger than he thought. But he didn't panic.
“Janna, perhaps you have the power to stop me.” Mordekaiser cast a murderous look: “But can your fragile mortal followers stop my undead army?”
Levi and Janna both looked solemn.
During the one minute of their brief standoff, countless wandering souls poured out of the gate to the underworld.
These ghosts, emitting a pale fluorescent light all over their bodies , have once again flooded the sea, dyeing the sea surface a fluorescent white.
As more and more undead appeared on the sea, the enemy's forces were about to regain their strength and rush towards the millions of residents of Zaun and Piltover once again...
"The hurricane is howling!" Janna finally couldn't help but distract herself and waved her staff, trying to use the same trick to clear out this sea of the undead and protect the people of the two cities behind her.
"Heh." Mordekaiser sneered, "Janna, don't you want to force me to fight a king-to-king battle?"
"Okay, come on!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the dense black fog surrounding Modkaiser suddenly erupted into a tsunami-like wave of death.
Endless black fog burst out from his body and spread madly in all directions.
At this moment, the sky fell into darkness and the sea was cut off.
The black fog completely enveloped this vast space of thousands of meters in radius, like a closed cage, ruthlessly isolating this space from the outside world.
"Reincarnation of despair!" Mordekaiser roared and pulled Levi and Janna into the "Colosseum" he had isolated with black fog.
"Oh no..." Levi, who had fought against Mordekaiser countless times in his previous life and had rich "practical experience", immediately realized that he was locked up in a small dark room by Mordekaiser's ultimate move.
Modkaiser used a massive amount of death fog to create an impenetrable barrier.
The thick black fog that covered the sky and the sun blocked the space, making it impossible for him and Janna to interfere in the impending war in the outside world, and to use their divine power to reduce the dimension and strike against the Undead Legion to protect the mortals in the Twin Cities.
So Levi immediately borrowed Janna's divine power and used all his strength to slash a hundred-meter wind blade at the cage formed by the black fog.
The blazing air blade quickly tore a huge gap in the black fog, allowing the red light of the setting sun to seep in from the outside world and illuminate this closed space shrouded in darkness.
But the light lasted only for a moment. The black fog around Modkaiser surged and spread, and the gap was restored to its original state in that short moment.
"Want to get out?" Mordekaiser sneered and raised Nightfall: "Then you have to defeat me first!"
"This..." Levi and Janna looked solemn.
With Modkaiser's full efforts to hold them back, they had no chance of escaping the cage of black fog.
They could only watch helplessly as the countless undead spirits emitting ominous light outside the hazy black fog rushed towards the coast of Zaun and Piltover unhindered.
“You can’t help them, Janna.” Mordekaiser felt more and more confident of victory: “Those weak mortals, now they can only rely on themselves!”
Can those mortals hold on by themselves?
Definitely not. Mordekaiser thought so.
How can mere humans resist the endless horde of undead?
And if these Janna believers cannot withstand the impact of the Sea of Death, then... Goddess Janna will only become weaker and weaker with the continuous sacrifice of the Wind Leader warriors.
Janna can still match him on equal terms now, but what about later?
“Hahahaha…” Thinking of this, Mordekaiser couldn’t help but laugh out loud confidently: “Janna, you do have some strength.”
"But what if I let this undead army slaughter Zaun and Piltover, and slaughter all the millions of your followers in this city one by one?"
In addition to Zaun and Piltover, the underworld also opened dozens of dimensional channels at the same time, connecting various areas of Runeterra.
As long as the undead in one area can break through the defense of the Wind Leader, Janna's strength will immediately decrease.
So in Mordekaiser's opinion, Janna is bound to lose.
"Because I am the real God! And you, Janna—"
"You are just a false god born from the delusion of mortals! Your power can only come from those weak and pitiful humans, and you cannot attribute the great power to the gods themselves!"
Mordekaiser looked at Janna with a taunting look. He was already declaring victory in advance.
Because their strength has reached this level, fighting is like entering the late version of a pay-to-win game, which completely ignores the differences in attributes, skills, and combat techniques, and only relies on a pure competition of divine power values.
Modkaiser's divine power is a fixed value.
Every bit of magical power he had accumulated through hard work over the past 1,000 years was a force that no one could take away; it belonged only to him.
But what about Janna?
Janna's power comes from humans. Her divine power is proportional to the number of believers and is an unfixed variable.
It is difficult to cultivate believers, but it is easy to kill them.
He has an army of tens of millions of undead at his disposal. How can a god of faith whose power is reduced for every believer who dies compete with him in terms of numbers?
“How ridiculous, Janna,” Mordekaiser taunted. “The believers you normally rely on have now become your greatest weakness.”
"Weakness?" Janna finally spoke.
She looked through the hazy black fog towards Zaun and Piltover.
The torrent of undead is rushing in like a tide in a terrifying and seemingly unstoppable manner.
But the people who lost the help of the gods were only silent for a short time. They were not panicked, fearful, did not kneel down and pray in vain, and did not flee in panic.
They took up guns and cannons and firmly guarded the defense line of the Twin Cities coast.
The leading soldiers stood in the front, with the police and militia following closely behind as reserve forces.
The people of the Twin Cities, especially those of Zaun, have always been full of martial virtues. In the past, no one in Zaun was inexperienced in using guns and cannons.
Therefore, behind the soldiers and militiamen, countless citizens of Shuangcheng came out of their homes and spontaneously organized themselves into communities and streets, ready to support the front line at any time.
They are workers, students, dusty cleaners, engineers in suits and ties, businessmen in snack bars, scholars in ivory towers, and...
People who don't want to be slaves.
“No, they are not my weak points.” Janna said word by word, “They are my strongest support.”
"Ha." Modkaiser said disdainfully.
He also understood Janna's thoughts and knew the naive ideological theories of the Leader.
What about trusting the masses, relying on the people... In the eyes of this powerful man who was a tyrant during his lifetime and a god after his death, these are all ridiculous political correctness of the leader.
This is a supernatural world! What power do mortals have? We still rely on the people. Can they be trusted?
He still recites scriptures when death is imminent. He is truly an acquired god born out of faith.
Even if she was about to die, even if he had proven her failure with his strength, she still could not betray her beliefs.
“How pathetic!”
Mordekaiser sneered as he looked towards the coast of the Twin Cities, and towards the Windward Warriors who had always stood firm on the front line. “You are just a mere ant. Why would you try to stop a chariot with your arms?”
In his opinion, Janna's slogan was a complete joke.
If these leaders don't run away now, they will only die faster. If they run away quickly, they may be able to live a few more minutes.
“Just watch, Janna!” Mordekaiser mocked without disguising his feelings. “There is only one end for them, and that is death !”
But Janna's eyes remained firm. "No! Mordekaiser, you are too arrogant."
"Arrogant? Hahaha." Perhaps it was because he hadn't met someone with whom he could have an equal conversation for 1,000 years, and Modkaiser was very talkative at this moment.
"I am a god, and they are just bugs. Do gods need to pay attention to bugs?"
Janna did not answer, but slowly turned her head, taking one last look at Zaun and Piltover in the distance.
“What?” Mordekaiser taunted, “Are you still counting on these bugs to buy you enough time to kill me?”
This is impossible!
The competition of divine power values is so plain and simple that it is impossible for the miracle of instantly killing the same level or challenging the higher level to appear.
Unless Janna could produce countless more followers out of thin air, it was doubtful whether she could defeat Mordekaiser given the 50-50 strength of the two. It was even more impossible to destroy him in a short period of time.
“I can fight you for a day.” Mordekaiser asked cruelly, “How long can your followers hold out?”
"..." Janna still didn't answer.
She just quietly looked at the twin cities, the surging waves of the undead, and the humans who firmly stationed on the coast...
At the same time, her thoughts shuttled back and forth between every corner of Runeland through the bluebird incarnations scattered on various battlefields.
She saw the leaders who were fighting tirelessly in Demacia, in Ionia, in Bilgewater... all over the world.
Finally, Janna turned around again.
She trusted the humans with her back: "Yes, I trust them."
"I believe—"
"Our people will definitely be able to complete the mission."
As he spoke, a strong wind suddenly blew up. Janna attacked Mordekaiser with all her might, with the power to kill him.
"They will surely persevere and achieve complete victory!"
