Evolving Silver Dragon

Chapter 497: 485 Four Gods’ Defeat_1

Soon, Otto understood what was going on with the abnormal situation of the Spider Goddess.

Upon realizing that the outcome could not be changed, she gritted her teeth and chose to self-destruct.

Even in defeat, she wanted to go out with a bang and annoy Otto in the process.

The Spider Goddess was already quite large compared to an ordinary person, but compared to Otto, she was as small as a sparrow.

Yet in a short instant, this sparrow swelled to the size of a pigeon, reaching the limit of the Spider Goddess’s body.

Having expanded to her limit, the Spider Goddess smirked coldly at Otto and then exploded with a “bang.”

The terrifying shockwave mixed with the black poisonous blood splattered on Otto’s body, but for Otto’s terrifying defense, it could only cause some minor skin injuries.

Although it did not cause any substantial harm to Otto, it dirtied the bright scales on his body and the stench constantly irritated Otto’s nostrils.

In fact, the Spider Goddess herself was well aware that self-destruction would hardly hurt Otto, but she wanted to disgust this annoying Silver Dragon before leaving.

Like a wet dog shaking off water, Otto twisted his body in mid-air to shake off the stains on his body and then sprayed water from his mouth to wash himself clean.

After dealing with the filth on his body, Otto slowly entered Blackstone Floating City.

The stains left by the Spider Goddess were quite stubborn, and it seemed that Otto would need Sofia’s help to clean them entirely.

Meanwhile, Otto did not forget to issue orders for Gaz and the others to deal with the situation on the ground as soon as possible.

The Western Empire had already begun to collapse completely. When they saw Otto surrounded by the four gods earlier, they still harbored a glimmer of hope.

After all, the God of War was somewhat worshipped by the Imperial soldiers, and seeing him appear reignited a faint hope in the hearts of the desperate Western Empire people.

But when the cruel reality hit them like a cold rain, even more despair spread in their hearts.

Even if the deities who were supposed to be great and omnipotent failed, what could they do with just their own abilities?

With such thoughts, more and more people of the Western Empire gave up resistance and threw down their weapons.

As for the enemies who had lost their will to fight, Gaz and the others always spared the surrendering ones and even treated prisoners fairly well.

Afterward, most of the enemies either died or chose to bow down to Otto and Gaz, surrendering to them.

However, since there were so many people, reorganizing the Western Empire troops and sorting out the battlefield took quite some time.

After sorting out these troubles, Gaz did not forget to personally lead a team along with Angelina to take possession of the Eastern Empire territories left unguarded due to the Western Empire pulling their troops.

The territories that the Western Empire had worked hard to reclaim now belonged to Otto.

Although the many forces on the continent were reluctant to admit it, Otto had become the strongest existence on this land in terms of power and influence.

So, where did things go wrong?

This was a question that many people pondered deeply but could not figure out.

The most distressed and entangled was, of course, the Crimson Empress, who had spent decades preparing to reunify the Empire.

She had invested a lot of resources and effort into the development of the Dragon Slumber Army. However, she now found herself in despair, realizing that everything she had paid for was so powerless in the face of absolute strength.

At this moment, the Crimson Empress was sitting high on her throne, with an exquisite map of the continent spread out on the table in front of her.

On this map, red marks were drawn all over the place, with detailed notes written beside them.

In the Empire’s territories, many places were marked with red crosses, which indicated the territories that had been lost.

Unconsciously, these places had already accounted for half of the Empire’s territories. The once dominating Empire that swept across the continent was now on the verge of destruction.

Even with Cordan and Oklan as their allies, it was probably useless, as they were both far inferior to the Empire.

More importantly, the news of the frontline defeat had reached her eyes.

The Empire had been utterly defeated, and even her master, the Gale Swordsman Endo, had vanished from the battlefield.

But she knew exactly how Endo met his end, because Vanas had returned to the Western Empire along with the Blood Fortress.

The course and outcome of that war were simply unbelievable and devastating, and so the information about it had been kept top secret until now.

Other than the Crimson Empress and Vanas, only the Empress’s absolute confidants had any knowledge of it.

Was there really no hope for the Empire?

With such a thought, the Crimson Empress irritably slammed her hand on the table, contemplating strategies and weighing the chances of success in her mind.

However, no matter what methods she considered, even if she used her entire nation and people as chips, she found that the final chances of victory were almost zero.

Upon realizing this, the Crimson Empress collapsed onto her throne, staring blankly at the magnificent ceiling and lost in her thoughts.

Just then, a bizarre, elusive whisper suddenly rang in her ears.

Upon hearing this strange voice in her heavily guarded palace, the Crimson Empress was greatly startled.

However, even when she searched the surroundings, there was nothing but emptiness and not even a single shadow of a maid.

This situation was extremely odd. Reaching for the short sword at her waist, the Crimson Empress’s eyebrows furrowed. If she remembered correctly, there should be two personal maids standing at her side at all times in this great hall.

Although there were no changes in the surroundings, the Crimson Empress, a legendary figure herself, quickly realized that she had entered a very special plane, an extraordinary space created based on her own hall.

At this thought, the Crimson Empress’s gaze fell on the figure in front of her – a brawny red-skinned man with five thick arms walking slowly towards her.