Idle Mage: Humanity's Strongest Backer

Chapter 417 ...Or Was It?





The Grand Commanders stood before the Celestial God, their bodies battered and bruised, their spirits weary from the trials they had endured. The toll of their battles with the Abyss and the subsequent escape from its clutches had left them drained, their reserves of energy and strength nearly depleted. Yet, their determination burned brightly within them, a flickering flame amidst the encroaching darkness.

As they faced off against the Celestial God, they couldn't help but notice the stark contrast between their own exhausted states and his seemingly untroubled demeanor. His form radiated with an otherworldly power, his presence commanding and confident. The Celestial God's eyes gleamed with a self-assured glint as if he knew that victory was already within his grasp.

The Grand Commanders exchanged glances, acknowledging the direness of their situation. Their greatest adversary had regained his strength while they were on the brink of exhaustion. They had entered this realm without a means of calling for reinforcements or aid, completely cut off from their allies and resources. The odds were stacked against them, and yet, they refused to yield.

Blake's massive frame trembled with exertion, his muscles strained from the relentless battles. Mary clutched her staff tightly, her once luminous eyes now dulled with fatigue. Alice, the indomitable Sword Empress, fought to keep her stance steady, her wounds pulsating with pain. And West Two, weakened and injured, stood tall with unwavering determination despite the toll it took on his physical form.

The Celestial God towered above the Grand Commanders, his form a magnificent display of ethereal beauty and divine power. Clad in resplendent white and adorned with intricate golden and silver armor, he exuded an aura of grandeur and majesty. His presence filled the air, suffusing it with an otherworldly radiance that seemed to illuminate even the darkest corners of the realm.

His countenance was that of a perfect being, his features chiseled with celestial precision. His eyes, shimmering with piercing golden light, held the wisdom of ages and the weight of the heavens. Long, flowing hair, as lustrous as moonlight, cascaded down his broad shoulders, framing a face that bore an enigmatic expression, a blend of benevolence and righteous judgment.

As the Grand Commanders gazed upon the Celestial God, a profound sense of awe washed over them. They felt the weight of his presence, a force that seemed to bend reality itself. It was as if the very fabric of the universe acknowledged his supremacy, trembling in his wake. The enormity of his stature dwarfed them in comparison, emphasizing the vast power he wielded.

The air around the Celestial God crackled with celestial energy, shimmering like liquid gold. Every movement he made exuded grace and strength as if he were an embodiment of both heaven's serenity and the fiery power of the divine. Each step he took resonated with cosmic significance, shaking the ground beneath him.

The Grand Commanders couldn't help but feel a deep sense of their own mortality in the face of the Celestial God's overwhelming might. The weight of his power pressed upon their chests, reminding them of their limitations as mortal beings. Yet, amidst this recognition, a spark of defiance ignited within them, a stubborn refusal to be swayed by fear.

They knew that they stood against a being of immeasurable power, an entity with dominion over both angels and demons. The Celestial God's presence alone was a testament to the magnitude of his strength, a force that could reshape the very fabric of existence. It was a humbling and daunting realization, but it only fueled their resolve to stand firm against the seemingly insurmountable odds.

In the face of the Celestial God's grandeur, the Grand Commanders remained resolute. They drew upon the depths of their courage, their unwavering belief in the cause they fought for, and the bonds they shared as comrades. Though they trembled in the presence of the divine, their spirits burned with an unyielding determination.

With their eyes locked on the Celestial God, the Grand Commanders prepared themselves to face this formidable foe. The weight of his power bore down upon them, but they refused to cower. They would fight with every ounce of strength and ingenuity they possessed, knowing that the fate of their world and all they held dear hung in the balance.

The clash between mortal resolve and celestial might was about to unfold, a battle that would test the very limits of their endurance and resilience. The Grand Commanders steeled themselves, their hearts filled with determination, ready to challenge the godly force that stood before them.

The Celestial God observed them with a smug smile, his arrogance palpable. He reveled in their struggle, relishing the power imbalance between them. His voice cut through the air like a chilling wind.

"Look at you, Grand Commanders," he sneered. "Worn, battered, and at the end of your strength. How pitiful it is to witness your feeble attempts to defy me. Your valor is nothing but a fleeting spark in the face of my overwhelming might."

His words stung, but they also fueled the fire within the Grand Commanders. They understood the magnitude of the challenge before them, the uphill battle they were about to face. But they refused to succumb to despair. They had faced insurmountable odds before, and they had emerged triumphant. They would not let fatigue and injuries hinder their resolve.

With a collective breath, the Grand Commanders steeled themselves for the impending clash. The outcome was uncertain, and the road ahead was treacherous, but they would fight with every ounce of strength they had left. They would prove that even in their weakened state, their willpower and determination could rival the most powerful of adversaries.

As the Celestial God prepared to unleash his formidable power, the Grand Commanders readied themselves to confront him head-on. They might be battered and exhausted, but their spirit remained unbroken. The battle that lay before them would test their mettle like never before, and they were determined to emerge victorious, no matter the cost.I think you should take a look at

The battle unfolded with a cataclysmic clash of power and will. The Grand Commanders, weary and battered from their previous battles, fought with every ounce of strength that remained within them. Their weapons struck with precision and skill, but it seemed as though their blows barely grazed the Celestial God's divine armor.

The Celestial God effortlessly evaded their attacks, his movements a dance of grace and impossible speed. He countered with devastating strikes, each blow resonating with the force of a celestial cataclysm. The ground quaked beneath their feet as he unleashed waves of divine energy, forcing the Grand Commanders to scramble for cover.

Blake, the mighty Titan, tried to hold his ground, but even his formidable strength seemed insignificant in the face of the Celestial God's might. Each clash of their weapons sent shockwaves reverberating through his body, draining his energy with each passing moment. Despite his best efforts, he was gradually pushed back, his defenses crumbling under the relentless assault.

Alice, the Sword Empress, fought with unmatched skill and ferocity, her blades a blur of steel. She struck with lightning speed, aiming for the Celestial God's vulnerable points, but her strikes met only with resistance. The Celestial God parried her blows effortlessly, his divine power overwhelming her. She fought valiantly, but her strength waned with each passing second.

Mary, the Oracle Sage, called upon the depths of her mystical powers, summoning spells of great magnitude. But even her most potent incantations were brushed aside by the Celestial God's divine aura. Her spells fizzled into nothingness, leaving her drained and vulnerable. She struggled to maintain her focus, her magic flickering like a dying flame.

The Grand Commanders fought with unwavering resolve, refusing to yield in the face of certain defeat. However, the weight of their injuries and exhaustion began to take its toll. Their movements became sluggish, and their reflexes dulled. The Celestial God seized upon their weakened state, launching a devastating assault that sent them reeling.

One by one, the Grand Commanders fell before the overwhelming might of the Celestial God. Their bodies, battered and broken, lay motionless on the desolate battlefield. The air hung heavy with a sense of loss and despair, their sacrifices echoing through the emptiness.

As the dust settled, the Celestial God stood triumphant, his divine radiance casting an ethereal glow upon the fallen heroes. He surveyed the scene with a mixture of disdain and indifference, his victory a testament to his celestial power. The Grand Commanders, once beacons of hope and leadership, had met their end at his hands.

Their deaths marked a somber turning point in the war against the Abyss. The Grand Commanders' absence left a void, a sense of profound loss that reverberated throughout the realm. Yet, even in their defeat, their legacy would endure, inspiring future generations to rise and fight against the encroaching darkness.

The Celestial God, his victory secured, vanished in a blinding flash of light, leaving behind only echoes of his dominion. The realm fell into an eerie silence as if mourning the loss of those who had fought so valiantly.

"...or so you've thought, right?"

The Celestial God shook, flinching at how familiar that tone was and the hidden meaning behind those words.

He looked down only to see a defiant West Two smiling at him like he was some sort of an idiot with his irises flashing with a rainbow-colored light.

And as he notices the surroundings fading into nothingness around him, the god's lips twitched in irritation at how insanely familiar all of this was to him. And he just couldn't help but spat:

"Fuck you, Ashton!!!"

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!"

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