Chapter 253

The great battle between Madripoor and the gods was still going on.

Among the soldiers, although the battle seemed fierce, so far there had only been casualties among the soldiers of the gods' army.

There was no other way; the Spartans' armor was too strong, and aside from some deep scratches, the gods' army couldn't do much more to them.

Even so, the enemy soldiers were dozens of times more numerous than the Spartans, so the scratches accumulated to the point where the armor was quite worn.

Despite this, each Spartan fought valiantly, taking down dozens of enemies by themselves.

Among these Spartans, there were 299 who were different. As they received blows, the only thing damaged was the paint on their armor, revealing an entirely golden armor underneath.

The soldiers of the Earth gods became euphoric upon seeing this armor and proceeded to attack them wildly.

While the soldiers were having a hard time, Ophelia and Jen didn't feel any better.

Both were constantly facing dozens of gods; even if they weren't as strong individually, they cooperated quite well and covered each other.

Ophelia wasn't holding back at all, and all her familiars were out fighting different gods or covering her from attacks.

The terrain of Madripoor Island had changed completely; the ground was churned, and most vegetation had disappeared.

Jen was also under siege, but she looked quite elegant floating while using portals to divert attacks to unsuspecting opponents and conjuring various weapons to throw at them.

Several gods were on the ground, with multiple glowing swords stuck in their bodies while orange chains contained them.

Golden blood had formed small rivers as the gods were gradually diminishing.

The gods were already beginning to lose heart. They had supposed the resistance would be minimal; they never thought that the women with Damian would be so strong.

They had always thought the reason these women could take on some gods in the past was because those gods were weakened. Besides, they fought against a few of them; now dozens had come.

Even so, they couldn't handle just two, who, according to their investigations, were even weaker than the women of the past.

Despite losing, they still hesitated to flee. After millennia, they had a mentality of sticking together; a lone god adrift in the universe would be easily harassed by powerful civilizations.

Staying together was what gave them the power to do as they pleased in the universe.

The battle continued, and the inhabitants of Madripoor and the world watched everything that happened.

A battle on this scale had never been seen before; the invasion of the dark elves couldn't even compare.

Over the skies of Madripoor, the sound of terrifying thunder accompanied by dark clouds made the entire battle look more depressing.

Amidst the clouds, Carol shone brightly, only her silhouette visible as she fought against Zeus.

Carol constantly tried to engage in close combat, but Zeus tried to avoid her as much as possible while bombarding her with lightning.

Although the lightning couldn't harm her, it was quite annoying.

Zeus had learned the hard way that he was no physical match for Carol. He had been quite confident at first, but a broken arm and several ribs were enough to get the message across.

"Damn it, stop running, are we going to fight or not?" said Carol, annoyed after receiving dozens of lightning strikes at once.

Zeus didn't respond, continuing to flee and bombard her. Once he knew there was no way to beat her, he immediately made other plans.

Most of his attention was on his weapon, Thunderbolt, which, fortunately, was displayed as a trophy in the palace without any security.

As soon as he arrived on the island, he could feel it.

Taking advantage of the chaos created by Thanos, his weapon also stealthily moved toward where he felt his son, Hercules.

He was also satisfied to see Carol's angry face; she was having trouble catching him, not for nothing was he also known as the god of the skies.

His weapon quickly reached the prison and, taking advantage of the chaos, freed all the prisoners, including Hercules. Subsequently, his weapon quickly began to fly back before appearing in Zeus' hand in the blink of an eye.

Zeus smiled upon seeing his old weapon, his eyes filling with lightning.

Looking at Carol, Zeus tilted his hand back before throwing his weapon with all his might.

The surrounding clouds resonated with his weapon, creating a great spectacle of lightning as Thunderbolt nearly reached the speed of light heading toward Carol.

Carol, who was chasing Zeus, didn't react in time when Thunderbolt struck directly against her abdomen.

Carol stopped in mid-air and looked down to see Zeus' lightning bolt stuck in her abdomen. It hadn't penetrated very deeply, but it was surprising that it could even pierce her energy and skin. She quickly extended her hand and pulled the weapon out of her wound.

Blue blood quickly began to spill while she felt a little dazed; she couldn't remember the last time she saw her own blood.

"You pissed me off," said Carol, looking at Zeus as cosmic energy began to rapidly pour out of her.

In no time, a nearly 10-meter-tall giant made of cosmic energy stood in front of Zeus.

Zeus' Thunderbolt now looked quite small in her hand.

Zeus almost gaped in surprise at the sight of Carol; he almost thought he was facing a Celestial. Although they weren't the same, they did give off a very similar aura.

In an instant, Carol appeared behind Zeus before grabbing him with her hands.

"Tell me, why did you ally with Odin, why did you take the risk to do this?" said Carol, squeezing Zeus a bit.

Zeus almost seemed dazed and didn't respond to Carol's question, so she used a bit more force.

"For the divine metal in your soldiers' armor," said Zeus, grunting in pain as he felt his body being crushed.

"Hmm," said Carol thoughtfully.

"Divine weapons are very important to the gods. As you can see, they allow us to exert power we normally couldn't. With my weapon, I was able to hurt you, but without it, I couldn't do anything to you," said Zeus, spilling everything.

"Hm," said Carol, shaking her head.

"With the amount of divine metal they have, it's enough to create weapons for several of us," said Zeus.

"You could still have lived the life of a god; you just had to attack us," said Carol, shaking her head before completely closing her fist.

Sensing his fate, a terrifying stream of lightning struck them both as Zeus tried to free himself.

Carol's energy projection wavered a bit, but she was able to withstand it.

Carol could feel Zeus' body breaking within her hand before collapsing completely. She didn't bother too much to see how he ended up; she just slightly shook her hand before beginning to release her transformation.

Carol gave a slight groan, feeling a bit tired. Although it wasn't as exhausting as a few years ago, it still left her a bit drained.

Getting rid of her opponent, she quickly flew out of the clouds that were dispersing quite unnaturally.

Looking down, she saw Ophelia and Jen still fighting against a few gods; most had already fallen.

She smiled and quickly dived down before kicking the god Ophelia was fighting against.

"Hey, no KS," said Ophelia, frowning as she looked at Carol.

Carol just smiled amusedly; it seemed the battle was already ending.

"I'm going to check on the soldiers; I can't let any of them die," said Carol, looking at Ophelia before flying towards the mass of people still fighting on the ground.

Carol floated over the army and quickly saw a Spartan with a spear stuck in his abdomen and chest.

The Spartans around him seemed to be trying to recover his body, but their enemies wouldn't allow it.

Carol quickly landed next to the fallen Spartan before taking him to the military camp.

She knew the Spartan wasn't dead; he was probably in a coma induced by the armor to ensure his vital signs.

As long as he was inside his armor, it was really hard for a Spartan to die.

Carol quickly reached the camp before placing the soldier on a table. He would still have to wait until the war was over, but as long as he remained still, he would be fine.

Carol made several trips bringing the injured soldiers, their armor in a mess, and surely the scientist would cry upon seeing them.

Even so, the ferocity with which they had fought was evident.

The battle was gradually losing intensity as the gods' soldiers finally fell completely.

The scene was really grotesque; tens of thousands of bodies were all over the place, with blood running on the ground.

The Spartans were the only ones left standing; after such a long battle, everyone was breathing heavily.

They just wanted to throw themselves on the ground to rest, but they knew their families, the citizens, and probably the whole world were watching them, so they stood until the end.

Carol nodded slightly, seeing that all the battles were over. The only place where battle signs were still heard was in the distance, where she could see dozens of black spikes.

She immediately assumed they were Hela's work, fighting against Odin.

Just as she was about to see if she could KS someone else, she received a message from Cortana saying all the prisoners had escaped.

With no other choice, she had to fly to the palace to stop the prisoners from escaping; she definitely couldn't let Dreykov escape, the others she didn't care much about.

The message from Cortana also reassured her quite a bit about Damian's situation.

If the situation weren't good, she wouldn't be sent to stop some simple prisoners.

Carol arrived at the palace and was stunned to see the entrance destroyed. Moving forward, she reached the stairs, and everything was in a similar state as if the war had been inside the castle.

Following the trail of destruction, Carol's face grew increasingly grim; it's better if she doesn't get her hands on the one who destroyed her house.

Finally, Carol reached the elevator and saw that the trail of destruction continued downwards.

The elevator was blocked, and the whole floor was open, so she followed through there.

Carol quickly descended and saw that the doors connecting with the elevator on the different floors were closed.

Carol quickly stopped in front of the door leading to the prison and realized it was broken.

There was only one person inside who could break the door, and it was Hercules. The others, even if they could break the door, couldn't escape without the elevator.

Carol quickly entered, and as expected, she saw that despite leaving their cells, they had nowhere else to go without the elevator.

Ignoring them, Carol continued down until she reached the lowest level of the underground lab.

Upon arrival, she immediately heard the sound of battle.

She could easily recognize the sound of Tony's repulsors from a distance.

Carol immediately drew attention with the peculiar sound her cosmic energy made when she flew.

The lab was a mess and seemed to have a confused fight. On one side were Tony, Laura, Wanda, and Pietro.

Thanos, for some reason, was running like crazy all over the lab trying to break the walls.

And finally, Hercules, who looked a bit haggard, had long hair and a big beard.

Mainly it was Hercules fighting the whole group for some reason Carol didn't understand.

The battle paused for a moment as everyone looked at Carol.

"So? What's going on? And you... why are you out of your cell?" said Carol, looking at everyone before staring at Hercules.

"This guy appeared out of nowhere, seems to be after Laura," said Tony, staying alert to Hercules.

"Wow, how popular," said Carol, mocking Laura.

"Return obediently to your cell, or I'll send you to see your father," said Carol, looking at Hercules indifferently.

"Damn," said Hercules through gritted teeth before using the little divine power he had recovered and launching himself at Carol to strike her with all his strength.

Carol looked at Hercules calmly before hitting his head hard, sending him back to the ground much faster than he had taken off.

Hercules crashed into the ground with great force, but the floor didn't deform at all.

"What an idiot, he's so weakened and still dares to attack," said Carol softly, shaking her head while landing next to the group.

"And what about him?" said Carol, pointing at Thanos.

"We don't know, since he arrived down here, he went crazy looking for exits."

"He must be looking for the stones, it's a shame there's really no entrance to that place, you can only teleport," said Carol, laughing.

Suddenly, the sound of pounding stopped when Thanos turned to look at the group.

His breathing was already a bit heavy, and many parts of his armor had cracks or had fallen off entirely.

This battle had cost him everything. It wouldn't have mattered if he had achieved his goal, but he hadn't even been able to see the stones.

Now, hearing there was no physical path to the stones made him feel it was a joke; everything he did was in vain.

Probably only capturing Damian himself could lead to the place, but this was impossible.

Suddenly, his eyes locked onto Carol; he knew she was Damian's first wife, maybe... if he captured her.

Thanos no longer had time to think; he could only charge forward. Retreating meant death.

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