Imprisoned for a Trillion Years, I Was Worshipped by All Gods!

The burly man hurriedly sidestepped, trying to dodge Alan’s assault.

Just moments ago, he had swung his massive axe with full force, only to be met with Alan’s fierce counterattack. Retreating to this point had already left him teetering on the edge of exhaustion. Before new strength could surge within him, he wasn’t foolish enough to take a direct hit.

But Alan was like a maggot clinging to bones—he simply refused to let him go.

No matter where the burly man dodged, Alan followed closely behind, a relentless shadow he couldn’t shake off.

“Snake Lady! What are you standing there for? Help me, damn it!”

Panicking, the burly man threw all shame aside and shouted at the alluring woman who had previously teased Alan.

The woman chuckled softly at first, but then her expression turned chillingly cold.

“Go!”

At her command, the small black snake coiled around her shoulders abruptly swelled in size. Dark purple patterns surfaced on its scaly body, making it look extremely dangerous.

Without any hesitation, the black snake lunged—not at the burly man, but at Alan behind him!

A wet, squelching sound was heard.

As the snake approached, it suddenly spewed a thick, dark purple mist from its mouth, which spread out rapidly in a vast radius.

The surrounding plants withered and died instantly upon contact with the mist. It wasn’t hard to imagine how catastrophic the effects would be on human flesh.

“Goddammit, are you trying to kill me too?!”

The burly man quickly covered his nose and mouth, rolling sideways to escape the expanding cloud.

Alan wasn’t so lucky.

Having blinked to the burly man’s rear, he was in the middle of charging up another burst of mana Rupture.

Meanwhile, the white-haired woman controlling frost, along with the gloomy mage who was likely the master of this illusion, weren’t sitting idly by either.

Seeing their teammate in danger, they threw everything they had to hinder Alan.

In less than a minute, the battlefield was flooded with towering spikes made of wood and walls of frost radiating bone-chilling cold, sealing off all of Alan’s escape routes.

At the critical moment, Alan summoned his elemental light sword once more.

But this time, he wasn’t fusing elements—instead, he intended to manipulate the wind element purely to disperse the toxic mist.

A raging whirlwind erupted from his hand, roaring toward the dark purple fog.

However, as the two forces collided, Alan froze.

Because the mist didn’t behave as he had expected—it didn’t thin out or get swept away.

It remained completely unaffected, exactly the same before and after the gust!

The scantily clad woman laughed uproariously.

“Ahahaha, little cutie, did you really think that a tiny breeze like that would blow away my baby’s poison mist?”

“Since you’re so handsome, big sister here will give you a little hint: it may look like a fog, but its essence is nothing like normal mist at all.”

Alan gritted his teeth, fending off the oncoming attacks from the gloomy mage and the white-haired woman while steadily retreating.

The enemy had too many people.

Each was a seasoned veteran, and they coordinated with each other seamlessly.

Alan was confident that one-on-one, he could beat any of them easily.

But fighting four skilled bounty hunters—each one on the cusp of reaching tier-platinum level—was a different story altogether.

“Damn it!”

While Alan struggled to hold his ground, the white-haired woman, hiding in the distance, had secretly set a hidden trap behind him.

Unaware, Alan stepped right into it.

In an instant, his entire lower body was frozen solid into a block of ice, immobilizing him completely.

“Move! Come on, MOVE!”

Alan frantically pounded the ice encasing his legs, but his second mana Rupture wasn’t fully charged yet.

He couldn’t break free of the white-haired woman’s powerful control magic.

“Haha! You’re finished!”

The burly man charged at him once again, leaping high into the air with his axe raised overhead, a savage grin plastered on his face.

If he landed this blow, he and the gloomy mage wouldn’t just pay off their debts—

Their entire team could live in luxury for the rest of their lives!

Alan squeezed his eyes shut in despair.

But just at that moment, a shrill metallic clash rang out in front of him.

It sounded like two different metals violently slamming together.

Alan snapped his eyes open—and what he saw stunned him.

A tiny, golden metallic figure stood between him and the burly man, withstanding the fierce strike on his behalf!

“Yo, Alan! Getting your ass kicked this badly?”

Francis emerged from behind him, casually throwing an arm around Alan’s shoulder like an old friend.

“When we saw a massive illusionary space pop up outside the academy, we thought something major had happened. Turns out it was just you, stumbling into a trap and getting the crap beaten out of you?”

“Tsk, tsk, how pitiful.”

“But no worries, because your hero—the great Francis—has arrived!”

“Just watch how I take down these bounty hounds and—”

BAM!

Before Francis could finish bragging, an ice wall erupted from the ground beneath him, launching him high into the air.

With a beautiful arc, Francis crashed to the ground—

Landing squarely between Fort and the burly axe-wielder.

Francis’s chin swelled grotesquely, his eyes rolled back, and he twitched violently on the ground.

The burly man’s lips twitched too.

He turned to Fort and asked, “Is that guy one of yours? He’s not just here to clown around, right?”

Fort sighed heavily, shaking his head.

“Don’t ask me. I don’t know him.”

“Haha! But you know Alan, don’t you?”

The burly man chuckled darkly, raising his axe again to deliver another crushing blow.

Fort’s expression turned serious as he braced for battle.

But he was even more worried about Francis’s safety.

After all, Francis was lying completely exposed right in the path of the next attack.

If they didn’t move quickly, it would end badly for him!

Crack!

At that critical moment, Fort heard a crisp crack behind him.

Turning his head, he saw Alan burst free from the frozen trap—

Grabbing the unconscious Francis and dragging him away at top speed.

Only then did Fort breathe a sigh of relief.

Focusing his full attention, Fort channeled his metallic elemental body to its peak.

And then he charged at the burly axe-wielder—

Beginning a fierce battle where fists and weapons clashed in brutal, visceral collisions!

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