As everyone changed their fighting tactics, the Pot of Greed was clearly becoming frantic.
No matter how many more tentacles it brought out, it was useless.
Because when Alice and the others couldn't win, they would choose to flee.
Although the tentacles were fast enough, when fleeing at full concentration, tentacles with a maximum length of three thousand meters couldn't catch up at all.
The One-Eyed Owl couldn't help but praise: "That whoever, the Goddess of War and Wisdom really isn't called that for nothing!"
"Indeed, the situation has already turned around - who wins and who loses is uncertain now! Haha!"
Loelle also said with emotion.
Earlier they had all looked down on Athena.
Now, they highly approved of her decision-making.
Hearing this, Athena couldn't help but show a smug smile: "I'm not called 'that whoever,' my name is Athena, Paris Athena! Goddess of War, Goddess of Wisdom, and also serving as Virgin Goddess!"
At this moment, she finally felt she had stood up, gained recognition, and would begin a brand new legendary life!
At least it was better than following Zeus and constantly being bullied and scolded.
"Pfft, Virgin Goddess? You're over ten thousand years old, right? And you're still a virgin? My goodness!"
The One-Eyed Owl couldn't help but tease and mock.
This was the difference between how one sees oneself and how others see you.
Athena had thought she'd just shown off impressively.
Never expecting that this was what others would focus on!
Immediately blushing with girlish shyness: "Don't go too far! Whether I am or not is none of your business - this proves I'm sacred and pure! Transcendent beyond the mundane and worldly! A truly immaculate deity!"
"Tch..." The One-Eyed Owl just rolled her eyes.
Virgin or not, she definitely had no interest.
However, Georgia, Osius and the others' eyes lit up.
Just hearing those few words made their blood boil.
Georgia rubbed his hands together: "Brother Tian doesn't seem interested in her - is my spring coming? I'll definitely put my all into pursuing her!"
"Keh keh keh, I won't be merciful either. Such a good thing... just thinking about it makes me want to take off!"
Osius chimed in agreement.
At this time.
The Pot of Greed's expression was twisted and ferocious: "Damn it, dragging it out like this, my tentacle numbers are suffering heavy losses. Looks like I need to end this battle!"
"Oh? Are you going to activate your second form, my lord?"
Zeus asked softly upon hearing this.
He had also witnessed the second form ten thousand years ago.
That form had directly crushed and killed Phoenix, the Sun Palace God King.
Phoenix had been the only top-tier God King at the time.
The Pot of Greed didn't answer, but frantically retracted all its tentacles.
Undergoing flesh disaster transformation within its body!
The tentacles were growing palms and fingers! Until they completely transformed into arm-like appendages!
"What's happening? Has that guy given up?"
The One-Eyed Owl said in surprise.
Suddenly all the tentacles had disappeared.
Only leaving that enormous teapot head in the distant sky.
After everyone stared for a moment, they quickly averted their gazes, because of the heretical passive effect - looking any longer would cause san value to drop.
Of course, the tentacles were fine to look at for as long as they wanted.
Athena frowned, warning vigilantly: "Be careful, that guy is about to activate his second form!"
At the same time, Loael also prepared herself.
She still had vivid memories of the second form's power!
She could never forget that force that killed Phoenix.
The Pot of Greed's gaze was cold as it laughed eerily: "Keh keh keh, prepare to die!"
"Swoosh swoosh swoosh!"
The next second!
All the retracted tentacles began frantically surging outward!
But strangely, what emerged weren't tentacles but human hands!
Even with joints!
Covered in foul-smelling mucus, swaying in the air, incredibly creepy!
Most importantly.
At the ends of these thousand-plus arms, they held various weapons and magical artifacts!
The weakest were at least Radiant Sun level, and the strongest even surpassed God-Slaying level!
These were all collected by the Pot of Greed over tens of thousands of years - some were native weapons from the heretical world, others from different planes.
"What the hell is that thing!"
The One-Eyed Owl said with disgust, feeling extremely nauseated!
It caused intense psychological and physical discomfort.
Alice looked warily at those strange magical artifacts: "Everyone be careful, this should be the second form we heard about. Watch out for that magical artifact that surpasses God-Slaying level!"
Among the dense mass of arms.
At the topmost position, there was a strange statue being carried by ten arms.
It bore some resemblance to the Easter Island giant statues.
Carved with unseen runes, it pulsed regularly with faint light.
This was the equipment that surpassed God-Slaying level.
It was a magical artifact left behind after the Black Goat Mother Goddess killed a higher plane powerhouse, which was then seized by the Pot of Greed.
This allowed it to advance to become the second strongest evil god.
This statue was called the 'Petrification Totem.'
Actually, the strongest part was the pair of pale white eyes on the statue - if illuminated at close range, one would be temporarily petrified.
Petrification duration depended on strength - particularly strong beings would be petrified for at most a few seconds.
The weak ones, several hours or even days.
The extremely weak ones would probably be petrified forever.
This was far stronger than the low-level Olympian deity 'Medusa.'
Medusa's eyes required close-range eye contact for one second.
At most, it could petrify people by catching them off guard.
This petrifying eye from a higher plane was different - it had area coverage and didn't require eye contact.
Loael also instructed everyone at this moment: "Just as we said before, be careful of the totem statue's eyes!"
At about five meters distance, the user could inject magical power to activate the petrifying eye.
Everything within range would be petrified.
It could be said to be extremely powerful.
Even God Kings would be petrified for days.
This meant that once illuminated, death was certain!
So it was called a weapon that surpassed God-Slaying level - this could no longer just kill gods, but kill them casually!
Besides this.
There were also many other extremely powerful weapons.
The Dragon Slayer Sword, forged by the strongest craftsman in the heretical world, contained the soul of a heretical disaster source dragon.
Each basic attack had a range of one thousand meters.
It came with disaster source black flames - those burned would have their magical power continuously absorbed. Unless they quickly exhausted their own magical power, the flames would never extinguish.
There was also the Solar Longbow, which could shoot attacks with massive explosion ranges without needing arrows.
Equivalent to casting explosive magic.
But it consumed no magical power, and could attack at a rate of ten arrows per second.
Equally formidable.
This was also one of Phoenix's former weapons.
There were also beam weapons, firearm weapons, and others.
In an instant!
The entire area outside the bunker directly became a battlefield of firepower coverage!
The intensity was comparable to the bunker defense battle!
But such an attack scene was all caused by the Pot of Greed alone - suffocating!
Various attack methods suppressed everyone to the point where they could be described as scurrying with heads covered.
The firepower was simply too intense!
The explosive flames were brilliantly blinding.
"Rumble!!!"
In the midst of explosions, Alice and the others couldn't even see each other's positions!
Even separated by just ten meters, it felt like being in two different worlds.
Suddenly, a blade wrapped in black flames slashed toward Alice!
As a member of the semi-weapon race, she had awakened some abilities that only weapon races possessed - abilities that didn't need to be learned.
'Attack Premonition'!
She could sense any weapon attacks to some degree.
Alice immediately leaped up like a swallow, dodging that terrifying attack.
And seeing the opening, she prepared to sever the Pot of Greed's arm and forcibly collect this weapon into her spatial ring.
In a sense, this counted as disarming.
Of course, these spatial rings were all reinforced, otherwise when forcibly storing others' weapons, the weapon seals would instantly destroy the ring.
Just as Alice thought she had succeeded.
Through the blinding flames of war, intense danger was rapidly approaching!
The Petrification Totem!
The arm wielding the Dragon Slayer Sword had deliberately shown this opening to lure Alice into attacking.
Then the Petrification Totem could hit its mark.
The Pot of Greed was currently observing Alice's movements closely through eyes on its tentacle arms.
It couldn't help but laugh triumphantly: "The most troublesome one - I'll fuse you into the strongest tentacle!"
In the previous phase, even using full power, it couldn't kill the isolated Alice, not even injuring her.
This forced the Pot of Greed to remain wary of Alice.
So it planned to eliminate her first.
"Really now, remember to be more careful next time! In battles of this level, no one would be foolish enough to show such obvious openings!"
The Darkin's impatient voice rang out.
He was reluctant to let Alice die like this.
Otherwise, he would also lose value and be killed by Lin Tian.
"Swoosh!"
Immediately, the Darkin quickly enveloped Alice's entire body like venom.
In that instant, a small tuft of hair didn't make it in time and was hit by the petrifying eye's light attack.
That small tuft of hair cracked and fell like stone.
As for the Darkin, it was also petrified, but he had kept a section of his body in the sword blade - he only needed to abandon the petrified body.
He could recover by reabsorbing flesh and blood.
Alice exerted slight force and broke through the petrified Darkin on her body.
Then, taking advantage of the petrifying eye's temporary inability to activate a second time.
She prepared to seize it directly!
After the Pot of Greed's mishap, it was only briefly angry, then suddenly thought of something - it only needed to lure Alice into the tentacle encirclement, and killing her would be much easier.
It quickly began retracting the arms holding the petrifying eye.
Alice chased for just a few steps before stopping. Having learned from the previous lesson, she naturally became more cautious.
If she chased in, she would certainly die!
Just being surrounded by tentacles was already nearly impossible to handle.
And these were tentacles wielding numerous weapons.
She would definitely be blasted to pieces.
Seeing that Alice wasn't taking the bait, the Pot of Greed wasn't anxious either, saying disappointedly: "Tch, then I'll play with you all a bit more..."
With so many weapons at his disposal, he had more than enough firepower to suppress and eliminate everyone. After all, hundreds of millions of heretical armies resided within his body, their flesh and blood ready to replenish his magic power at any moment.
This was precisely why he ranked as the second most powerful evil god in the heretical world!
The Headhunter, the Forbidden Death God, the Smiling Angel—none could match his versatility. Regardless of how many opponents faced him, he could crush them through sheer, absolute strength.
This represented a truly unsolvable ability, a power that defied the heavens themselves. Without even greater force to counter him, death was inevitable—no escape existed.
As expected, everyone soon reached their breaking point. They had no choice but to resort to hit-and-run tactics once again.
"Everyone, listen to my command!" Athena's voice rang out clearly. "Though we've been scattered and can't see each other, we only need to keep fleeing forward!"
She continued with urgency, "This situation actually favors us! If we all scatter and flee separately, his tentacles can only reach three thousand meters at most—he can't possibly chase all of us simultaneously!"
Those who heard her voice immediately followed her instructions. The strategy seemed sound, and they felt they could finally catch their breath.
However, the Pot of Greed was no fool. He released a sinister laugh: "Kekeke, trying to play that game with me again? Smart people don't fall for the same trick twice!"
His evil gaze locked onto the fleeing Georgia and Osius—they were running the slowest. The second-stage Pot of Greed possessed acceleration magical tools that would allow him to catch up easily.
Once he overtook them, he knew the others would have no choice but to come. Without their allies drawing fire and dispersing attacks, Georgia and Osius's abilities alone would never suffice—they would face certain death.
"This is terrible!" Osius's heart pounded as he fled, every hair on his back standing on end.
The terror of approaching death consumed him as pairs of giant arms rushed toward him like ravenous wolves.
Georgia prepared to transform directly into his Titan giant form for a final desperate battle.
Osius quickly intervened: "Don't! You'd just become a sitting target—they'd tear you to shreds instantly!"
While the five-thousand-meter body size had provided overwhelming advantages before, now it would serve as nothing more than a convenient highway to death.
"At least our sacrifice can serve as a lesson for everyone else," Osius declared, his teeth clenched and eyes blazing with unwavering determination. "They'll know not to flee alone like this again!"
The risk would be far too great if everyone charged in to rescue them, especially knowing that one person would definitely rush in without thinking—One-Eyed Owl. During the previous battle in Dragon Slayer Guild town, she had risked everything for the group and nearly died in the process.
They refused to watch One-Eyed Owl shoulder such enormous risk again.
Georgia's expression wavered momentarily before settling into a resigned smile.
"You little punk, you really know how to make a dramatic exit! Fine then, I'll be dramatic with you!"
He had always been a madman anyway, someone already as good as dead. Doing something like this felt perfectly natural to him.
One-Eyed Owl, having already escaped to the safe zone in the distance, clenched her fists and immediately began charging a Level 3 Impact.
But it still wasn't enough!
Even after reaching Level 3 Impact, she continued forcing additional pressure using her own power. Her armor released continuous streams of scorching steam while emitting the grinding hum of mechanical collision and distortion.
"You two idiots—don't you dare die on me that easily!"
"Sizzle!!!"
"BOOM!!!"
In an instant, One-Eyed Owl shot forward like a projectile, creating a thunderous roar. The space behind her trembled violently like disturbed water, and cloud layers within a hundred-mile radius scattered completely.
Her speed at that moment left even Zeus stunned—it was the fastest he had ever witnessed, aside from his own abilities.
"That madwoman!" Zeus exclaimed in shock, his eyes wide with amazement. "Still wielding that god-slaying axe like some kind of meat grinder!"
Wherever One-Eyed Owl passed, space itself seemed ready to tear apart. The moment she contacted the Pot of Greed's arms, blood erupted as they were severed cleanly. Her excessive speed prevented the Pot of Greed from even retracting his tentacles—over a hundred arms were brutally severed in an instant. More importantly, weapons scattered everywhere, which the team immediately collected once they regrouped.
"Big sister!" one cried out with relief. "I really thought we were going to die!"
"Thank goodness you saved us again," Osius and Georgia both said, breathing heavily. "But are you alright?"
Just moments before, those massive hands had completely surrounded them, with weapon attacks already charging up. There had been absolutely no way to escape.
One-Eyed Owl panted heavily, forcing herself to maintain composure as she replied, "I'm fine, you two morons. If anyone's going to show off around here, I get first dibs—understand?"
However, beneath her armor, the truth was far grimmer. The extreme pressure had caused blood to flow from all seven of her facial orifices, and every bone in her body had shattered. Only the armor's built-in pain immunity and injury recovery systems kept her conscious—without them, she would have already collapsed from the agony.