Awakened: Evolving to Godhood
Chapter 320 - Defeating Three Thousand With A Single Stomp!

"How strong are they exactly?" Elliot asked.

"The offensive power of their attacks is top-notch, and their defense is even better. It's nearly impossible for even emperors to break their defense if they are together. They have a few weaknesses, though. The inside of their mouth is as soft as tofu. They need to charge up before unleashing their powerful attacks. And they get tired easily, and as long as you flip them, you will immobilize them." Freya exposed the weakness of the Sand Eaters to Elliot.

"I can take care of them," Elliot said confidently.

Elliot and Freya jumped into the portal. The portal, which was at the edge of the vast desert, spewed out Elliot towards the sandy land below with such force that he got buried in the sand. Although teleportation makes a person feel dizzy and some nauseous enough to make them puke, Elliot was clear-headed, and he immediately pushed his head out of the sand. His body was mainly in the sand, and only his head was popping out.

He felt a sour taste in his mouth and realized he had mistakingly swallowed sand.

Pow! Pow!

He was spewing out sand from his mouth when the damned portal spewed out Freya towards him, and she crash-landed on him, crushing him under her buttocks. Elliot felt something soft and sweet suffocating him, and as his tongue was out, he coincidentally lucked the chance to taste it.

"Ahh!" No matter how dizzy Freya was, feeling an entire head buried beneath her bottom was enough to make her feel embarrassed, and she moved her butt away from his head within an instant.

"Does this damn portal have some kind of enmity with us?" Elliot cursed as he pushed himself out of the sand.

"My lord, I am sorry for sitting on your face." Freya apologized with a face fuming red.

"You know it would have been better if you didn't say that out loud," Elliot said, knowing that she just further embarrassed herself by saying that. It's just that she hadn't realized it yet.

Freya realized how appropriate her words were, and she lowered her head further in shame.

"I'm sorry."

Elliot didn't accept her apology because she wasn't in the wrong.

"It wasn't your fault but the damned portal."

Right at this moment, the portal vanished from above their head.

"It is indeed like that. The portal malfunctioned for some reason." As he didn't replace fault with her, Freya cheered up instantly.

While they were talking, thousands of monsters rushed towards them.

Although they were far away, both Elliot and Freya could feel the land below their feet vibrating, and the vibration became intense with each passing moment.

"The Sand Eaters are coming for us," Freya warned Elliot.

The portal's opening had released a massive energy function that alerted all the sand eaters.

Thus, all the monsters in this area were heading towards them.

"I can see that,"

Elliot said as massive dust clouds appeared at the edge of his vision, and within the dusty clouds, he saw many monsters. They looked like reptiles and had scaled all over their body, but they were the size of a boulder, extremely big and thick. There was a massive turtle-like shell on their back, and it was bigger than their bodies. Their claws were black, and their beady eyes were entirely white. They didn't have pupils but had furry ears and short legs.

Elliot used his godly right eye of wisdom on them and realized why even magic emperors would fail to break their defense.

There was a particular defense increasing rune on their shell, and it increased their outer defense by 5% if even a single one of their kind was near them.

Worst of all, this perverted effect stacks up!

There were around three thousand of them coming towards them, so their outer defense has increased by approximately 15000%.

"My lord, I will try my best to hold them up. Please take this chance run to the center of the desert where lies the path leading to the 8th area," Freya said with an adamant and suicidal look in her eyes.

The defense of their enemies has increased to a ridiculous amount, and they were too many in numbers.

Freya thought that they couldn't possibly defeat them.

Freya also feared that Elliot would end up dead under their attacks.

She didn't know that fighting armies was his specialty.

Instead of running away, Elliot grabbed her wrist and pulled her behind him.

"You won't last even a single second against them, so stay back and see how I deal with them."

His heroic charmed stunned the heaven and the earth.

Although his enemies were many and they were fast approaching him, he was calm as the ocean and as steady as a mountain, seemingly undisturbed and unaffected as if he didn't put his enemies with god-like perverted defense in his eyes.

'He is too good a man.'

Freya found herself attracted to an already taken man as she looked at his broad shoulder and straight back that could support the crumbling sky.

"A single stomp to shake the world!"

As the monsters came near him, Elliot raised his leg and brought it down to the ground. A simple action it was, but it changed the stability that surrounded him and Freya.

The moment his foot touched the sandy ground, a massive shockwave made out of eight hundred thousand units of the essences of life spread outwards and crashed on the thousands of monsters, flipping them to the back of their shell.

The monsters had short legs and fat bodies, and tight shells, and thus, they found it impossible to flip themselves to their feet.

"Amazing!" He immobilized all of them with a single stomp, which certainly surprised Freya and caused her eyes to widen to the size of saucers.

"Sword of Reina, dance on the battlefield and get rid of all my enemies." Elliot chanted as tens of thousands of swords came into existence and charged towards the three thousand or so sand eaters.

The magnificent golden swords charged into the hold in their ears, pierced through their eardrums, and charged towards their brains.

"Gah!" "Gah!" "Gah!" "Gah!"

"Gah!" "Gah!" "Gah!" "Gah!"

"Gah!" "Gah!" "Gah!" "Gah!"

Three monsters roared for the last time in their life simultaneously as the golden sword made minced meat out of their soft and squishy brains!