Hyper-Dimensional Player-Chapter 545 - 96: Titan’s Power! Heaven’s Gaze (Part 2)

Chapter 545: Chapter 96: Titan’s Power! Heaven’s Gaze (Part 2)

"I brought it back for you."

The Necromancy Spear.

Hegel chased and killed several well-known heroes along the way to retrieve this lost and recovered battle spear.

These days, there is no shortage of people wanting to snatch the glory, especially when it’s a somewhat famous Divine Artifact.

Duncan raised his hand to grab the spear, gave it a look, and swung it single-handedly, nodding as he said, "Sit down. Let Gleya tend to your wounds in a while."

Barbarians in battle, it’s impossible not to get hurt, each of them charging forward with a roaring ferocity.

The whole army is made of vanguards.

Damn it.

All the military strategies Duncan learned after becoming emperor have no place to be used.

Hegel sat down, picked up a piece of meat, and took a bite, drinking afterward, "The walls of the Golden City are towering. We might find it challenging to break in. Do you have any ideas?"

Upon arriving at the Golden City, even the barbarians marveled at the towering walls.

"Let’s rest for a while and wait for reinforcements."

Duncan raised his cup and clinked glasses with Hegel; despite being in human form, he drinks the most, something very barbaric indeed.

After winning a battle, if not drinking, won’t the blood run cold?

He said in a deep voice, "I’m ordering the craftsmen to forge catapults."

"But capturing the Golden City will not be easy."

This city is no less challenging than the legendary city of Troy besieged by Greek heroes for ten years, forcing an assault is extremely tricky, who knows how many will die.

Hegel nodded, put down his wine cup, focused on eating meat, and finally picked up a potion and drank it all.

Although not abstaining from alcohol, he has learned restraint.

When leaving, Hegel turned back earnestly and said, "Next time, let me be the vanguard."

"You are the Commander; you can’t take such risks!"

This was the first time he officially acknowledged Duncan’s command status, indicating his willingness to subordinate himself and follow Duncan’s orders.

The barbarian army itself is disorganized.

It’s rare to have a hero with command power, how can he risk fighting on the frontline heedlessly?

Duncan nodded and said, "Alright!"

After receiving Duncan’s reply, Hegel showed a slight smile, lifted the tent flap, and walked out.

Quickly.

Duncan was soon bandaged up like a mummy, his brows furrowed as he casually tore off some bandages, "No need to bandage so tightly; these wounds won’t split open."

With that, he rose and left, preparing to inspect the army.

"Immortal War God!"

"Giant Slayer!"

"Quinn the conqueror of the Deep Sea Giant nation!"

Cheers erupted.

Especially among the sea warriors serving the Lady of Fury; their eyes were exceptionally fervent towards Duncan. Even though the Furious Gods are on the same side, the barbarian’s faith is free; often the Divine Spirit who is most renowned and powerful will have the most followers.

Due to Duncan’s presence, the faith in the Lady of Fury is also strengthening. Even in the myths sung by the Minstrels, conquering the sea, slaying sea monsters, and sleeping with banshees are the romantic honors of the barbarians.

The sea is likened to the mother’s womb; entering the sea is returning to amniotic fluid, never drowning.

The barbarian slang tends to be coarse.

In a word, barbarians yearn to flaunt, crave honor, and desire to be sung of, leaving behind a name in legend.

Posthumous fame.

It is the immortal achievement in their fleeting lives.

The faith in the Lady of Fury slightly changed, seemingly starting to liken the sea to a mother, granting bountiful fish harvests, etc.

Duncan inspected the entire camp, and the barbarians’ casualties were significant, overall, due to their lack of discipline. If these barbarians had the discipline of the Roman army, they truly would wreak havoc in this era.

"Morale is viable."

After returning to the tent, Duncan couldn’t help but fall into contemplation; how this war should proceed is a tough question, and to what extent it should be fought is also a challenge.

Completely eradicating the faith in Golden Coast’s Gods is impossible.

Achieving this requires the Furious Gods to intervene personally; in this world, severing the foundation of real-world faith isn’t as easy as in World One.

"Then produce results in battle."

"Fight until the Furious Gods are satisfied."

Duncan couldn’t help but think of Prometheus’ anomaly; this guy appears weak yet exudes a hint of ominousness, and he is incredibly hard to kill. Hegel chased him for quite a while, and he still managed to escape.

Within the Dimension Space.

Duncan’s will returned, checking the human form’s new abilities.

—"Titan’s Power (Extraordinary Divine Power): The beginning of divinity transformation, you have awakened a power akin to Titan Giants. This power transcends the confines of the Material Plane. When people believe you can move mountains and fill seas with Barbaric Power, you can reverse the laws of reality, changing reality with Divine Power, directly lifting mountains with raw force."

(Temporary breakthrough power limit of 50 points.)

(You can rely on Barbaric Power to achieve the effect of Extraordinary Divine Power [altering reality], surpassing basic Material Law as if performing miracles.)

This must indeed be the true power of a Mythical Giant.

In the East, it’s akin to the Kuafu tribe level, in the West, equivalent to a direct bloodline of Titan Giants.

Yet Duncan can only enter this state when severely injured, after unleashing survival potential in desperation, he can’t frequently let himself be critically wounded.

"Why does it feel like it’s my pondering power?"

"What does it mean when people believe I can, then I can use Barbaric Power to move mountains and fill seas?"

"Power of Faith, is it?"

This touches Duncan’s blind spot in knowledge; the Gods of Faith only emerged hundreds of years ago. What abilities they possess, even other old gods are unclear.