On the Verge of Collapse

If Zeus hadn’t spoken up, Hera truly had no intention of making a move --- she was content to just watch the show from the sidelines.

But since Zeus had now asked for help, she could no longer stand idly by. Regardless of the situation, Zeus was the leader of the Four God Kings, and she still had to show him some respect.

“Let me see just how sturdy this thing really is.”

God Queen Hera extended a single hand, her fingers splayed.

Behind her, more than a dozen black ice spikes suddenly appeared.

Each spike was two meters long, as thick as a wrist, and exuded a bone-chilling cold.

Within ten meters around the spikes, frost coated all the grass, stone, and earth.

“Go!”

Hera suddenly clenched her outstretched hand into a fist.

The dozen-plus ice spikes behind her shot out like missiles, all aimed at the golden pagoda ahead.

“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...”

The black ice spikes whistled through the air and slammed into the golden pagoda.

However, the expected explosions never came. The spikes simply passed into the golden pagoda as if swallowed by water, creating only ripples --- no dramatic bursts of force.

“Hera! That level of attack is far from enough --- show us what you’ve really got!” Zeus barked from the side.

He was already going full force, while Hera still looked half-asleep, which was deeply frustrating.

I’m working my tail off, and you’re over there slacking off --- how is that fair?

“Fine, fine, don’t get so worked up. I’ll go all out now.”

Hera’s expression finally turned serious.

Even though her earlier attack had only been a probe, it was still powerful enough to severely wound a martial Grandmaster. Yet when it hit the golden pagoda, all it did was stir up a few ripples. That was shocking.

She had known the golden pagoda was a divine artifact, but she had still underestimated its defensive power.

Judging by this, if she didn’t go all out, they wouldn’t be able to breach it tonight.

Hera took a deep breath and raised her hand again.

“Hum...”

Behind her, countless black ice spikes began to materialize.

One, two, three... ten, a hundred, a thousand...

In just a few breaths, thousands of black ice spikes had appeared, packed tightly together --- so many that the martial monks inside the ancient temple felt a chill run down their spines.

Earlier, with only a dozen spikes, it didn’t look like much. But now that there were thousands, the sheer pressure and aura of destruction was overwhelming.

“Go!”

Hera clenched her hand again.

Thousands of black ice spikes shot forward like a storm, bombarding the golden pagoda with ferocious force.

“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...”

Amid the deafening whistle of the spikes, they slammed into the golden pagoda, stirring up wave after wave of ripples.

A dozen ripples had been insignificant, but thousands hitting all at once completely changed the picture.

The entire golden pagoda began to tremble under the assault.

Ripple after ripple, spreading from the points of impact, began to layer on top of each other, each wave stronger than the last --- until it resembled an overwhelming tsunami.

“Good! Keep attacking!”

Seeing this, God King Zeus finally smiled.

This is Hera’s true power.

Though they still couldn’t shatter the pagoda in the short term, as long as they kept up the barrage, it would fall eventually.

Hera didn’t stop --- she continued to charge her energy and launch wave after wave of ice spike barrages.

The repeated, unrelenting strikes made the golden pagoda rumble again and again, the pressure mounting steadily.

Its once-radiant golden glow began to dim, little by little.

“Hera! I’ll help you!”

Seeing this, Zeus was reinvigorated and immediately joined the attack.

One ball of lightning after another flew out from his hands, each one exploding with a thunderous boom.

As the golden light of the pagoda dimmed further, his excitement grew.

He knew he’d been right --- the pagoda, no matter how powerful, had a limit.

Once its energy was depleted and its defense surpassed, it would inevitably collapse.

And so, the two God Kings began their joint assault on the golden pagoda.

Zeus’s lightning spheres were more explosive --- each hit made the entire pagoda shake violently.

Hera’s black ice spikes, in contrast, overwhelmed with sheer numbers, forming a ceaseless, sky-filling barrage.

Their teamwork complemented each other perfectly.

Inside the ancient temple, the martial monks were deeply anxious, but none dared to act rashly.

The assault from God King Zeus and God Queen Hera was simply too overwhelming --- they couldn’t possibly stand against it. Just watching made their hearts pound in fear.

Only within the protection of the golden pagoda were they safe. If they were to rush out and fight, with their strength, they’d be heading straight for death.

Time passed, second by second.

Under the relentless combined assault from Zeus and Hera, the golden light of the pagoda grew dimmer and dimmer.

Finally, just before dawn, the golden glow vanished completely.

A thin crack suddenly appeared at the very top of the pagoda. - Ton