Chapter 525: Chapter 525

She screamed, her green eyes blazing with the accumulated rage of every humiliation she had seen Adam endure. "Let your precious wisdom burn!"

Garduck attacked from the opposite side, his massive blade carving through the air with crushing force. The weapon, forged by Muramasa and tempered with titan blood, sought divine flesh with hungry anticipation.

Thoth spun with impossible grace, his scrolls snapping into defensive positions around his body. The first of Luna’s fire-serpents struck his paper barrier and exploded in a shower of sparks, but its fire had already begun eating through the defenses.

The god’s eyes went wide with shock as Garduck’s blade pierced through his shoulder, golden blood spraying across the mechanical systems. For the first time in eons, the god of absolute knowledge had been caught completely off guard.

"Impossible," he gasped, his ibis head turning to stare at the wound that shouldn’t exist.

But Luna was no longer the weak succubus queen she had once been. After Vinéa’s death and the subsequent divine war, she had grown stronger with each fallen god, their essence feeding the demonic power that blazed within her heart. Her green eyes erupted with power, and the demonic energy pulsing through her core roared like caged beasts finally released.

"Is it truly?" she snarled, her serpents of flame growing larger and more numerous as they fed on her rage. "We are not the same demons who cowered before you!"

Thoth’s counterattack was swift and devastating. The god of wisdom raised his staff, and brilliant golden light erupted from its tip in searing beams that carved through the air like molten metal. His wounded shoulder leaked golden blood, but his movements remained precise as he swung the weapon in wide arcs, forcing both demons to dodge behind the massive gear assemblies for cover.

But Garduck was no ordinary demon. He was the inheritor of the Hecatoncheires bloodline, carrying within his silver-haired form the potential to equal the terrifying titans who had once shaken the foundations of Olympus itself. Though he possessed only one body, the strength of a hundred arms flowed through his muscles, the power of fifty heads condensed into his singular form.

His blade sang through the air with tremendous speed, each swing carrying the accumulated force of his legendary bloodline. Where Thoth’s attacks sought to pin him down, Garduck’s monstrous strength simply smashed through with raw, brutal power.

"Your wisdom means nothing against raw fury!" he roared, his headbutt connecting with Thoth’s ribcage with bone-crushing force.

The god of knowledge staggered, his understanding of combat failing him for the first time as he faced opponents who had evolved beyond his expectations.

Golden blood painted the mechanical systems as Thoth fought desperately to regain control of the battle. His scrolls unfurled new instructions, reality-warping commands that should have reduced any mortal threat to ash.

But these were no longer mortal threats. Luna’s serpents of flame had grown to match war-beasts in size. Garduck’s blade moved with the speed and strength of his titanic heritage, each strike backed by the fury of primordial forces that had once terrified the gods themselves.

Thoth rallied, his staff spinning in defensive patterns as he tried to create distance. Golden light erupted from the weapon’s tip, carving smoking gouges into the metal walls around them. But the narrow passage worked against him—every step backwards brought him closer to the massive grinding gears that dominated the space.

"You think brute force can overcome eons of divine knowledge?" Thoth snarled, his ibis beak clicking with fury. His scrolls whirled around him faster now, their written commands reshaping reality in his immediate vicinity. The air itself became solid, forming crystalline barriers between him and his attackers.

Luna’s serpents crashed against the barriers, their emerald fire meeting divine crystal in explosions of steam and molten fragments. But she was relentless, pouring more power into her flames until the barriers began to crack and buckle.

Garduck circled like a predator, his blade scraping sparks from the gear teeth as he sought an opening. When Thoth raised his staff to block another serpent, the titan-blooded demon struck. His sword carved through the god’s left arm at the elbow, severing it completely.

Thoth screamed, golden ichor fountaining from the stump. His remaining hand clutched his staff desperately, but his defensive barriers flickered and failed. Luna’s serpents surged forward, wrapping around his legs and torso, their fire burning through divine flesh like acid through paper.

"Impossible," Thoth gasped, his remaining arm trembling as he tried to maintain his grip on his staff. "I know every weakness, every—"

Garduck’s blade punched through the god’s chest from behind, the massive sword emerging from his sternum in a spray of golden blood. The weapon’s edge had found the gap between two ribs, sliding between them before erupting out the front.

Thoth looked down at the blade protruding from his chest, eyes wide. Golden ichor poured from his beak as he tried to speak, but only wet gurgles emerged. His staff clattered to the metal floor, its light fading.

Luna’s largest serpent coiled around his throat, its fangs sinking deep into divine flesh. The god’s struggles grew weaker as demonic flames flooded his system, each thrash sending more of his golden blood across the machinery. Content orıginally comes from 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩·𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢·𝔫𝔢𝔱

Garduck twisted his blade and pulled it free with a wet, tearing sound. Thoth collapsed to his knees, then forward onto his face, his body convulsing as divine life ebbed away. His final breath escaped as a rattling wheeze that echoed through the engine room.

His golden blood splashed across the sabotaged machinery, pooling in the broken gear teeth and seeping into the cracked pipes. The divine ichor would serve their purpose well—Monument One grew stronger with each drop of god’s blood spilt, and this fresh kill would fuel the construct’s powers.

Above them, Ra felt his vessel shudder as Thoth’s death cry echoed through the bark’s hull. The sun god’s falcon eyes blazed with fury as he sensed his advisor’s life force extinguish. The demons hadn’t just infiltrated his vessel—they had murdered one of his most trusted lieutenants.

The hunt had become a war, and for the first time since creation began, the gods were losing.