Who is not a warrior these days?

Chapter 497 Wang Zhenjiang: I can't fall yet, I can still stand up! I can still fight!

"boom!"

Faced with the evil god's terrifying attack, which seemed to tear apart space and time, Wang Zhenjiang's inner universe was operating wildly under extreme pressure.

The sixth sense is stimulated to the extreme, the range of perception continues to expand, and the ability to predict danger becomes increasingly acute.

At this moment, his cosmos was undergoing a transformation under this unparalleled pressure, and even his understanding of the Saint Cloth was becoming deeper and deeper.

The power of the "blood of Zeus" that Wang Li quietly dripped was rapidly activated during the battle, resonating with his own universe.

Golden divine blood flowed within the Saint Cloth like a living thing, creating a wondrous resonance with Wang Zhenjiang's microcosm, as if awakening some dormant power.

"The Holy Sword [Excalibur]!!"

Wang Zhenjiang unleashed his Capricorn universe, and the "holy sword" extending from his right arm instantly reached the sky!
Originating from the goddess Athena herself, passed down in the right arm of every Capricorn Saint, the peerless artifact that has always obeyed the Capricorn Saint's call and has never betrayed him—the "Holy Sword"—is now taking shape in Wang Zhenjiang's cosmos.

Boundless sword energy swept across, and the extremely sharp sword light of the holy sword suddenly boiled. From the farthest reaches of the sky to the smallest atoms, everything collapsed into an ancient and simple sword shape within the sword light formed by Wang Zhenjiang's five fingers.

The sword was simple and unadorned, yet it contained the will to sever everything, as if it could even split space and time itself in two.

The next instant, Wang Zhenjiang raised the sword high, and his entire arm seemed to begin to crumble from the inside out because it could not withstand the weight of the holy sword.

His skin was cracked and bleeding profusely, but Wang Zhenjiang's gaze remained unwavering.

When the five fingers gripped the "hilt," the sword light released by the blade illuminated the entire singularity. The light was so dazzling that it was as if another sun was rising there.

In an instant, countless instruments in the "Great Han Overtime Air Conditioning Center," which was closely monitoring every move in this anomaly, went off the charts at the same time!
Alarms blared incessantly as staff frantically recorded the unprecedented energy readings.

"cut!"

Wang Zhenjiang was filled with passion, and the trajectory of his sword almost tore the entire singularity apart!
That vast, deep sea, which seemed to envelop the entire world and was forever filled with turbulent waves, was now vaporizing and rising like ice cream under the sun.

Even the spacetime of the singularity itself was subtly disrupted by short, fragmented frame drops!

Just like a video lag, the entire spacetime structure trembled under this sword strike.

"Hmm, Dad's 'holy sword' strike was so-so, but it was still somewhat impressive." Wang Li, watching from the farmhouse, nodded with satisfaction.

He could see that his father's sword strike had touched the threshold of the true meaning of the Holy Sword. Although it was still far from the realm of the Capricorn Saints of all generations who wielded the Holy Sword and truly cut through all things, existence and non-existence, it was already astonishing in this world.

It's fair to say that if the creature standing before him now wasn't himself, but rather the deep-sea evil god that truly invaded the main world ten years ago, his father could have chopped off the fish's head with a single sword strike in just one exchange, and then cooked it however he pleased, whether braised or boiled!

"What a pity, what a pity, Father. The evil god you are facing now has undergone super evolution and has been strengthened many times over."

"So, Dad, please don't blame me. You don't understand, I'm doing this all for your own good!" A sly glint flashed in Wang Li's eyes, and with a slight thought, she controlled the evil god to respond.

Faced with this earth-shattering "holy sword," the evil god merely touched it lightly with his harpoon.

This seemingly casual action actually embodies Wang Li's understanding of the essence of power.

The harpoon, carrying the immense power to tear through space, struck precisely at the core of the Saint Cloth.

This strike was both incredibly powerful and incredibly precise, hitting the Saint Cloth at its most vulnerable point—the delicate balance point created when Zeus's blood fused with the Saint Cloth, and also the most intense point of Wang Zhenjiang's blazing Capricorn cosmos!
"Click——"

At that moment, accompanied by a crisp cracking sound, Wang Zhenjiang's inner universe instantly dimmed and extinguished, leaving only wisps of embers and sparks.

His Dark Capricorn Cloth, which had witnessed his growth all the way, could not withstand such power and shattered completely at this moment!
The fragments of the Saint Cloth traced countless paths in the air, as dazzling as a meteor shower.

Countless fragments scattered and flew everywhere, revealing the battered body beneath.

"Do not!!!"

In an instant, Wang Zhenjiang's tiger-like eyes filled with tears, which fell into the sky.

This Saint Cloth accompanied him through countless battles, and now it has been shattered!
"It hurts! It hurts so much!"

That kind of heartache was a hundred times more intense than any physical pain. It was as if I had lost my son!

Do not!
At this moment, even if his own eldest son died in front of him, Wang Zhenjiang would not feel such heartache!

After all, compared to his eldest son, who always caused him worry and headaches, the Capricorn Cloth, who was always his strongest and most powerful support and always protected him firmly, was his true family!

Wang Li: "..."

"Uh (~_~;)……So, Dad, what exactly are you thinking about all day long!"
It seems I'll have to have you change your posture and reorganize your words.

Even at this moment, no matter how much pain or despair he felt, even though his Saint Cloth was shattered by the evil god's harpoon, Wang Zhenjiang did not fall.

Blood flowed from his seven orifices, his jaw clenched, and he desperately gripped the harpoon's shafts with both hands, while his feet were driven into the land like a plow.

"I can't fall yet, I can get back up! I can fight again!"

"Arise, my inner universe! Let it burn bright again!"

"boom!"

At this moment, under the extreme pressure of a life-or-death crisis, Wang Zhenjiang shouted, and his little universe, which had only a few embers left, actually burned fiercely again under the influence of his will.

Moreover, under the gravitational pull of his cosmos, the scattered fragments of the Saint Cloth did not disappear; instead, they floated in the air, emitting a soft golden light.

"This is..." Wang Zhenjiang was stunned, forgetting his pain and the battle, just staring blankly at this unbelievable scene.

The fragments began to recombine, but instead of returning to the original Dark Cloth, they formed a brand new, more majestic and sacred golden Capricorn Cloth!
The Saint Cloth flowed with lightning-like light, each piece of armor seemed to be made of pure gold, and the phantom image of the Capricorn constellation emerged behind it, radiating a cosmic fluctuation far more powerful than before.

"This," Wang Zhenjiang murmured to himself.

He could feel that this newly formed Saint Cloth perfectly matched his own cosmos, as if they were originally one. The power of that drop of "Zeus's blood" was fully activated, merging into every corner of the Saint Cloth.

What surprised him even more was that with the rebirth of the Saint Cloth, his cosmos also underwent a transformation.

His sixth sense became more acute, and he even vaguely touched the threshold of the seventh sense.

Their perception of time and space, and their understanding of power, have reached entirely new heights!
Wang Zhenjiang was deeply moved by this wondrous state.

He reached out his hand, and the newly formed Saint Cloth flew towards him automatically, perfectly covering his body.

When the last piece of armor was in place, the entire Saint Cloth burst forth with dazzling golden light, and a pillar of light shot into the sky, temporarily obscuring even the light of the silver moon.

Within this golden light, Wang Zhenjiang felt an unprecedented power flowing through his body.

That's not just a simple increase in energy, but a fundamental transformation.

His inner universe became more refined and pure, like steel that had been forged through countless trials.

He raised his right hand, and the holy sword materialized once more.

“I see…” Wang Zhenjiang seemed to understand. “The true meaning of the Holy Sword lies not in cutting off external things, but in cutting off the confusion and fear within the heart.”

He looked at the evil god opposite him, his eyes no longer filled with the anger and despair of before, but with calm and confidence.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Dad finally didn't let me down. You've managed to stand up again, haven't you? Looking at you now, it seems I'll have to give you more responsibilities in the future..." Wang Li sighed softly.

With a light swing of the holy sword, a thin golden line swept across the space, and the harpoon in the evil god's hand, which had just stirred up the entire singularity, snapped in two!

The evil god was stunned; his two fish-like eyes seemed unable to comprehend what had happened.

"In my mind, there were such big thighs just a moment ago? How did they suddenly disappear?"

"Master, you've left now, but what am I supposed to do?! I haven't even run away yet!"

(End of this chapter)