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Nobilis of War novel Chapter 1308

Watching the surface of the ball exfoliate slowly before them, the superior gods felt uneasy.

As it peeled away, the gap increased in size, releasing wisps of yellow gas. Soon, the yellow gas gathered to form thick clouds, dominating the sky.

"This must be the aura of the Archean Age..."

Awestruck by the spectacle, the superior gods remained focused on uncovering the mystery behind the yellow energy.

Unbeknownst to them, the yellow gas gradually grew denser and enveloped them in its influence.

Entranced by the mysterious energy, the superior gods grew oblivious to their surroundings, unable to register when they were absorbed by the yellow aura.

Boom!

Suddenly, under the thick yellow mist, a mountain appeared out of nowhere.

The mountain rose up and soared into the sky, adding to its height. The sheer height of it could be testified by its peak, that lay veiled amidst the clouds, hidden from sight.

"Holy crap! What just happened?"

After witnessing such an event, the superior gods finally regained their lost senses.

Instinctively, they ran their gazes in all directions to make sense of their surroundings. The place was desolate, with no signs of life. They seemed to be in a desert.

"Let's move!"

Taking the initiative, the master of the Ninth Precipitous Mountain flew forward, paving the way for the others.

But no matter how much distance they covered, they couldn't reach the edge of the mountain. It seemed to go on forever.

"We're trapped; it's a dead-end."

The superior gods soon understood the situation they were in.

Even though they were confronted with strife, the superior gods remained calm. In synchronization, each of them activated their god's sense, trying to locate a way out.

Boom!

As if to interrupt their attempt at a countermeasure, a dark vortex opened up in the middle of the surface.

The strong suction force released by the vortex began pulling at the superior gods, to absorb them inside.

"Humph!"

In a moment of desperation, the Tussle Fighting God swung his hammer with every ounce of might he could muster up. Lifting the hammer in his grip, he smashed it to the ground, to act as an anchor.

Bang!

To his surprise, the hammer ricocheted, deflected by the ground, and struck his chest instead.

Struggling to maintain his footing, he retreated back to where he once stood. His chest caved in from the impact and bled profusely. The others felt horrified, witnessing his feeble condition.

The yellow ground was actually sturdy enough to endure his hammer strike.

Meanwhile, the vortex continued to drag the superior gods towards it.

"We need to work together. Or else we will never be able to get out of here," someone shouted from behind, reigniting their diminished morale.

The superior gods nodded to each other and released their god's power, connected with each other, to withstand the suction force.

Even with their collective efforts, they continued to be pulled in the direction of the vortex.

Meanwhile, remaining hidden in Lindsay's space, Darren and the others caught wind of the dramatic rise of the mountain.

"What's going on? Was the mountain suppressed in the round ball all this while?" Lindsay expressed her shock.

"That's weird. How come it's a mountain but not a beast?" Darren asked, tilting his head in confusion.

In contrast to them, Murphy used his god's sense, trying to understand the situation.

"Do you sense Akbar's aura, Master Murphy?"

"No, I can't sense anything." Murphy shook his head, defeated. His god's sense was unable to reach the mountain.

"How about we go out and have a look?" Lindsay suggested.

All three of them gathered to discuss. After a little hesitation, they decided to head out to investigate.

Coming out of the space, they witnessed the gigantic mountain for themselves.

"Something doesn't feel right.

Where did the superior gods go? They seemed to have disappeared. Do you think they're dead?" Lindsay murmured, slowly growing anxious.

"Not a chance!" Murphy retorted, refusing to believe the powerful great masters at the Superior God Realm were taken down by a mere mountain.

"Well. Where do you think they went then?"

"There must be some Archean treasures left in that mountain. They are searching for them," Murphy guessed, praying he was right.

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