Who is not a warrior these days?

Chapter 443: Evil Black Warrior, you are too dangerous. I will kill you with my own hands...

Time is surging, and the sound of endless waves rises and falls.

The plain, composed of endless corpses, endless sea of ​​blood, and countless wronged souls, is roaring.

The Black God Wang Zhenjiang is dragging this entire territory of death across the long river of time.

With every step he took, time and space trembled. Billions of skeletons wailed under his feet, turning into ashes and then rekindling, over and over again, like eternal prisoners being tortured.

He is walking from the future.

Behind him was endless destruction—a burning world, a collapsing dimension, and a planet of matter that had been devoured.

His coming is a catastrophe, the deepest darkness at the end of time, and the shadow of the end that even the universe itself has to retreat from.

His steps are heavy and slow, yet unstoppable.

This world made up of endless corpses rolled through the long river of time under His drag, like a decaying giant ship, smashing countless possible futures.

Those fragments of time and space that He ran over shattered like fragile glass, and the wails of countless worlds were reflected in the fragments.

Some were burned by His demonic flames, some were swallowed by His shadow, and some had never even existed before being shattered into nothingness by the sound of His footsteps.

But even so, it still couldn't stop the Black God in the slightest.

Or to be more precise, in this person's opinion, everything he saw and heard along the way was all illusion!

Even he himself... is "illusory"!
But it doesn’t matter anymore, because He is approaching the “now” at this moment!

One step, two steps...

But just as He was about to step into the world—

"Boom!"

A soft sound.

The Dark Lord's footsteps suddenly stopped.

His four thousand demonic eyes froze at the same time, looking down at his feet - there, an invisible boundary stretched across time and space, like a natural chasm, and also like a judgment.

He tried to take a step forward, but found that he could not go even an inch further.

Time stood still before Him.

The skeletons on the Corpse Plains no longer wailed, the Weak Water stopped flowing, and even the demonic flames roiling around Him became still as a painting.

——Something is preventing Him from stepping into the "present".

A low roar rolled out from the depths of the Black Warrior's throat. The sound penetrated countless time and space, but could not shake that boundary.

His four thousand arms were raised at the same time, magic patterns flashing, trying to tear open the invisible barrier.

But when his power reaches its limit——

"boom!"

An indescribable force rebounded and pushed His demonic body back into the long river of time!
The giant hand of the Black God Wang Zhenjiang, which was tearing open the cracks in time and space, suddenly froze.

The demonic flames of the Black God of War surged wildly, but He could not move forward any further.

“Now” is not the place for Him to set foot.

——Someone is drawing this line.

——Someone is rejecting His return. His four thousand compound eyes turn to the same direction at the same time.
He saw it—at the other end of that boundary, there stood a figure.

A black robe woven from starlight, eyes as calm as the abyss, and... an aura that is exactly the same as His, yet completely different.

"Who allowed you?" The four thousand vocal cords of the Black Warrior vibrated at the same time, but the sound stopped abruptly.

Because the other party just raised his finger nonchalantly, the space-time rift that he had spent a hundred years to tear open closed with a "bang".

The cut was as smooth as if it had been cut by a cosmic pair of scissors. Even the ripples of space-time repair were forcibly smoothed out by some higher-dimensional force.

"This road is blocked."

"This road doesn't work!"

The man in black robes calmly faced the world-destroying Black God of War. His voice came across the years, and was clearly heard in a corner of this time.

At this moment, the corners of the Black God's mouth slowly opened, revealing a ferocious smile.

"Heh... who are you and why are you stopping me!?"

His four thousand eyes were fixed on that boundary.

Staring at...the figure standing in front of the "present".

At this moment, as if reflecting the mood of the Black Warrior, the entire world of Corpse Plains was groaning under the heavy burden. Countless wandering souls were shaken into particles at this moment, and then turned into nothingness in the ebb and flow of time.

Even time seemed to be frozen by this question, only the figure in the black robe remained calm and composed when facing the world-destroying Black God.

The man in black robe just stood quietly in front of Him. Even though he didn't make any move, Wang Zhenjiang still felt the terrible vigilance deep in his bones from the inside out!
Although he practiced the secret magic skills, which made him muddle-headed all day long and his later years were unknown, at this moment, facing the black-robed man who blocked his way, countless thoughts flashed through Wang Zhenjiang's mind.

Why did he appear in front of me?

Why did he stop me?

What on earth is he thinking about now!
It’s a pity that the Black Warrior didn’t know that the black-robed man in front of him, who made him extremely alert, was currently thinking something completely different and contrary to what he imagined.

“Uh~ how should I say it?” Wang Li, who was wearing a black robe made up of countless rotating galaxies that looked like a real miniature universe projection, was suddenly stuck.

The atmosphere here is already like this. I can't just say to the father in this parallel world, "I have nothing to do and I just can't wait to beat up my own father before the next system task comes..." Bah, is this to show my infinite filial piety to my old father as a son?

If these words were really spoken out loud, Wang Li would not dare to say anything else, but Wang Li absolutely believed that the Black God of War father in this parallel world would be so angry that he would explode with him on the spot!

"Alas, this old man, his brain is already full of water from practicing magic, please don't let me make him angry again..." Under the heavy black robe, Wang Li sighed slightly: "So, as a son, I am still too filial..."

“You don’t understand!” Seeing this, the Black Warrior remained silent, while the Demon God behind him waved his four thousand arms.

Suddenly the entire corpse plain was boiling!

The giant palm that covered the sky and the sun slapped towards the black-robed man in front of him, and the palm lines flowed with a cold evil intent that could corrode gods.

But the giant palm suddenly collapsed three meters away from the black robe, decomposing into the most basic elementary particles and dispersing.

The Black Warrior finally became furious, and formed different secret magic hand seals with his arms. Black mist seeped out of every scale of His armor. It was a terrifying darkness that could imprison matter and even energy.

However, the moment the darkness touched the starlight black robe, it was ruthlessly swallowed up like a black hole.

So, Wang Li thought about it, and shouted righteously: "You are a born evil Black Warrior, your every move is too dangerous! For the safety of the entire universe, for love and justice, I will personally kill you..."

Without waiting for the Black Warrior to finish his words, Wang Li's voice suddenly rang out in this indescribable world, and then -

"Galaxy Starburst!"

(End of this chapter)