CHAPTER 53: CH 53 : SMALL BATTLE

For the next several hours, Sunny was completely engrossed in the newly created gaming universe, playing one battle royale game after another with his friends: Zir, Nyx, and Reflection.

Each game offered a unique and thrilling experience, a welcome escape from the grand responsibilities of being a god.

They fought in different themed worlds—a primordial forest where only bare-handed combat was allowed, a fantastical land where magic and enchanted blades reigned supreme, and a desolate wasteland where guns and advanced weaponry were the only means of survival.

In a particular game set in a post-apocalyptic cityscape, Sunny found himself sprinting across a collapsing skyscraper, his heart pounding in his chest.

The virtual wind whipped past him as he executed a perfect slide under a hail of laser fire.

His hands, or rather his mental commands, moved with the precision of a master gamer.

He felt a deep sense of satisfaction, a simple joy he hadn’t experienced since becoming a god.

The games weren’t just entertainment; they were a training ground.

He was learning to think and react faster, to strategize, and to coordinate with his team with a level of synergy that would be impossible in real life.

This experience, he realized, was invaluable.

Each victory and defeat gave him a deeper understanding of tactical warfare, a knowledge he could one day impart to his life forms.

The thought further fueled his determination to give them access to the system.

After a six-hour gaming binge, Sunny, with a triumphant smirk, exited the gaming tab and entered the God Chat.

The chat was buzzing. Praises for him flowed like a river, with gods expressing their gratitude for the return of a simple, forgotten pleasure.

Many Gods, who had been writers in their previous lives, were particularly grateful for the novel-wrinting and reading application.

"This is a masterpiece, a true blessing!" one god wrote.

Another said, "I have been waiting for an application like this for all my life. Thank you, God Cosmos!"

Seeing the excitement, Sunny asked Thea to add a new tab to the system called "Ideas and Feedback."

He wanted the gods to be able to give their own suggestions for new games, features, or report any bugs they found.

The response was immediate, with a torrent of new ideas flooding the tab within minutes.

The entire God Chat community was now a bustling, thriving marketplace of creativity and engagement, all thanks to Sunny.

Meanwhile, in the Realm of Advancement, the situation for the demons had gone from bad to worse.

The combined armies of Veridia, a powerful alliance of humans, elves, and all the other races, were a sight to behold.

Vel’s mages, standing on a raised platform, rained down a continuous bombardment of elemental magic.

Fireballs, lightning bolts, and ice shards streaked across the battlefield, leaving a trail of destruction in their wake.

Below them, Anaske’s melee fighters, a disciplined and well-organized force, clashed with the demonic horde.

The clang of steel against rock-hard flesh, the roars of the demons, and the war cries of the soldiers created a deafening symphony of battle.

The other races, each fighting with their own unique strengths, added to the chaos.

The Titans, massive creatures with incredible strength, were a formidable force.

They tore up huge boulders from the ground and hurled them into the demon ranks, crushing dozens of foes with a single throw.

Their roars alone were enough to send shivers down the spines of the weaker demons.

The giants, with their brute force, acted as living battering rams, breaking through the demon lines and creating openings for the smaller, more agile races like the orcs and fairies to exploit.

The orcs, with their natural ferocity, fought with a primal rage, while the fairies, though small, used their speed and light magic to confuse and blind their enemies.

The Dragonborn were a force of nature. Despite being only thirty in number, they were everywhere at once, a blur of motion and raw power.

Their dark scales seemed to absorb the blows of the demons, and their claws and fiery breath decimated their foes.

Whenever a soldier was about to fall, a Dragonborn would swoop in, a blur of obsidian and fire, and save them.

They were like a living shield, a promise of Nova’s protection in the heart of the battle.

Their actions solidified their role as the protectors of Veridia, a path they had chosen to honor their mother, Nova.

The battle raged for what felt like an eternity, but in the end, the sheer diversity and tactical brilliance of Veridia’s forces proved to be too much.

The three demon tribes were completely annihilated.

The victory was a massive moral boost, and it paved the way for the life forms of Veridia to expand their territory in the Realm of Advancement.

The humans, with their vast numbers and innovative weaponry, emerged as the most dominant race, with the elves following closely behind due to their magical prowess.

The Titans, with their raw power, earned the third spot.

The other races, far from being jealous, looked at the top three with respect, having witnessed firsthand the massacre they had caused.

The casualties in Veridia’s army were miraculously low. Only three soldiers died in the entire battle.

The Dragonborn, however, were shattered. Despite saving thousands, they felt a deep sense of failure.

The deaths of those three soldiers, no matter how small the number, felt like a personal failure.

No one blamed them, but they blamed themselves, a deep-seated sense of responsibility instilled in them by Nova.

As the smoke cleared and the cheers of victory echoed across the battlefield, the demigods congratulated their respective races.

Suddenly, Morticia, the S-Grade Veilborn leader, manifested in a wisp of white mist and floated toward the Citadel.

Her intention was to offer her congratulations, but her path was immediately blocked by Thalorax, the leader of the Dragonborn.

Thalorax, a massive figure of muscle and obsidian scales with humanoid body, stood his ground, his fiery eyes fixed on the demon.

His five S-grade talents—super strength, magic affinity, space affinity, elemental defense, and physical defense—made him an almost unbeatable foe.