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Chapter 567: With One's Own Strength

The Almighty has transcended life and death itself; the Almighty cannot be killed.

The Lord of Fire himself is the best example. Even though half of his body has been burned to ashes and his remains have fallen to the ground, he is still alive and still retains his last bit of consciousness - this kind of mundane killing is meaningless to the powerful ones who have transcended life and death.

"So, what are you doing?"

The Fire Star Lord, with only one eye left, looked at the back of the man swinging the sword.

Perhaps it was because he was the first to fall that he now had the best viewing position, and with his only remaining eye, he could see everything that happened that day.

The first person to be beheaded was the white-haired Wenquxing. This middle-aged scholar-like mighty man picked up his brush and wrote the words at the first moment of action. Under his pen movements, huge ink characters instantly took shape in the air. Obviously, when the word "Zhen" was pressed down, the figure swinging the big knife would be unable to move on the spot. After all, this was the entire will of a mighty man, a power far beyond the ordinary.

But that knife is much faster than that pen.

The knife obviously looked so uncoordinated that it even seemed a little awkward to be used as a weapon. The overly heavy blade meant that it was destined not to be a nimble weapon.

However, it was such a knife that happened to be one step ahead of the pen tip and landed on the back of Wenquxing's neck.

The sword shattered the words in the air and also cut the neck of the middle-aged scholar.

"How can it be?"

The middle-aged scholar covered his neck and stared blankly at the chopped words in front of him.

"How... is it possible to do that? What kind of knife is that?"

"It's a butcher knife."

The figure holding the big knife said something casually and let the corpse behind him fall from mid-air.

The figure had no intention of turning back, simply because there were more enemies in front of him.

The second powerful person who was killed was not recognized by the Lord of Fire, but when he took out his flute and began to play it, the pleasant melody tore apart the remaining will of the Lord of Fire - it was at this moment that he realized that there was actually a powerful person who possessed such means, who could become a powerful person just by relying on music, and even become so strong... Even if he was in his prime, facing this melody that struck his heart, could he really do it?
Fire Star Lord didn't know whether he could do it or not. After all, he was already very disabled now, and it could even be said that he was only one step away from death.

But it was obvious that the figure holding the big knife could do it.

The heavy blade split the flute and also split the head behind the flute.

In the sight of the Lord of Fire, the powerful being who had been so invincible before, in just an instant, was split into two pieces like him.

"but……"

The God of Fire moved his lips.

But this is of no use.

For a powerful being that has transcended life and death, it is impossible to kill him with just such an attack. Not to mention that this strange powerful being is not dead, even the Fire Star Lord himself is not dead - their firm will still maintains their consciousness. As long as their minds are not extinguished and as long as they still want to live, they will not face true death.

What's more, even if they die, they can find a way to resurrect them.

The figure holding the big knife was indeed brave, and his fearless attitude was unprecedented. Even when facing thousands of powerful men, that figure never retreated at all.

Instead, those powerful people flying in the air were falling down one after another.

At first there was only one, then two, and then three, five, seven, and eight. Even though these high and mighty star gods had tried their best, they were still chopped down from mid-air by the heavy knife - that heavy knife, the figure holding the knife, all of this had completely surpassed everyone's common sense.

"How is that possible? How can it be useless?"

There was a mighty being in a blue body who was pushing out with his palms in the air. A chilling coldness was gushing out from those palms. Anyone who touched this coldness would probably be frozen in an instant and then turned into rubble all over the sky.

But this attack, which would give even the Lord of Fire a headache, didn't have any effect at all when it hit the figure holding the big knife.

On the contrary, the sword, which was only made of ordinary iron, and not even the best among ordinary irons, easily split the waist and abdomen of this powerful man.

"It's not normal that it doesn't work."

The figure holding the big knife responded like this.

"After all, you're hanging out with them, so how can you possibly beat me... I forgot who said this, but only cattle and sheep need to travel in groups."

"you……"

The mighty man with only half of his body left wanted to spit out cold air, but what greeted him was a head-on finishing blow.

After one slash of the knife, the scattered body parts fell from mid-air.

"My will is above yours."

The figure holding the big knife only left these words.

"So your loss is only natural."

After saying this, the figure holding the big knife became even more imposing.

On the contrary, those thousands and thousands of powerful beings that filled the entire sky before seemed so insignificant at this moment.

Even though these powerful men had already tried their best, and even though the terrifying pressure alone had killed all the living creatures in this area, they still could not do anything to the figure wielding the big knife, and their pressure could not shake this figure even a little bit.

"but……"

The God of Fire was watching from afar, looking at the figure swinging a broadsword and killing everyone in the area.

But this is of no use.

How many powerful men had been killed by that sword? Hundreds? Thousands? With only one eye left, Huo De Xing Jun could no longer count. He could not even remember how long the battle had lasted. He only saw broken bodies falling from the sky like rain, and he only saw the sword being swung again and again.

But this is of no use.

The broken bodies pieced themselves together, they stood up again, and flew high into the sky again.

Those who could not stand up used their last bit of consciousness to look at the stars in the sky. Then, brilliant light fell from the stars they were looking at. Those were the resurrected powerful ones, and they once again joined the battle.

So, just doing this is useless.

No matter how many times the sword was swung, it would be useless, because the sword was facing a group of opponents who had transcended life and death. As long as the wills of these powerful men had not been swallowed by the will of death, they would not truly die - obviously, relying solely on a sword to cut out the death in their hearts was still too far from enough.

After all, these powerful people are not the swordsman in the inn before. Only the newly born powerful people may die because they don’t understand the situation or don’t prepare enough means of resurrection.

But for these veteran masters who are fully prepared and have a complete understanding of their own situation, it is almost impossible to kill them by hacking and killing.

"You can't even achieve your goal of equality for all living beings." Looking at the figure charging in mid-air, the Lord of Fire sighed.

Yes, if he was once frightened by the crazy idea of ​​equality of all beings before, he has now seen the flaws in this path - this path seems extremely crazy, and even a disaster for all the powerful, but now it seems that this path is not without its own problems.

At least as it stands now, Du Chengfeng, the only one who figured out this way, cannot use it.

All beings are equal, all beings are equal. If an ordinary person is allowed to use it, the powerful can naturally be pulled into the situation of ordinary people - but this is where the problem lies. The figure waving the big knife, Du Chengfeng who has touched this path, is also a powerful person.

The powerful are equal to each other, and the powerful are immortal. So what is the difference between equality and inequality?

Maybe there is still a difference.

That is, there are simply too many powerful people.

There are simply too many powerful ones, so no matter how many fall, they can always stand up and continue fighting - this also means that they have countless opportunities to try, and can withstand countless failures. No matter how many times they fall, they can always stand up again.

But there was only one person wielding the sword.

There was only one person, which meant there was only one chance. Even if those mighty ones were killed, there would be other mighty ones rushing forward one after another. And those mighty ones who were killed would have enough time to recover themselves, or simply revive on the spot and come down from the starry sky - but if that figure wielding a big knife fell down...

Who will give him a chance?

No one would give him a chance. As long as the figure wielding the big knife showed even the slightest sign of fatigue, he would be instantly overwhelmed by thousands of attacks. These powerful men would tear him to pieces, crush every inch of him, and would never give him a chance to recover.

This battle was unfair from the beginning.

Or in other words, is there really any fairness in fighting?

It seems so. Perhaps there is no fairness in fighting. Either the strong one relies on superb skills and brute force to crush the weak one, or the weak one is forced to charge at the strong one with more sophisticated techniques. As for the so-called fair fight... even in a competition in the ring, there is also a distinction between the strong and the weak.

A true battle of the same level will never happen from the beginning. After all, such a battle will bring no benefit to either side and may even end up with both sides suffering losses.

"In other words, if all beings are equal, then there will be true peace?"

Thinking of this, the Fire Star Lord was suddenly stunned.

Then, the Fire Star Lord sighed.

It doesn't exist. Such a thing is impossible. As long as there are people, there will be differences in strength and weakness. As long as there are differences in strength and weakness, there will be differences in status. Even among the powerful, there are superiors and inferiors.

This kind of thing will not change because of any firm personal will.

In other words, no matter how strong one's personal will is, one is still just one person.

But this person has to face a sky full of stars, and even the vast galaxy.

That is the will of all the powers that be, their will is also a will, even a firm will that transcends life and death itself.

Trying to use the will of just one person to fight against the will of all the powerful is like hitting a rock with an egg.

No matter how strong this egg is, it will eventually break.

Just like, right now.

At first, it was just a streak of light that brushed past his body, and that streak of light didn't even cause any real damage. The figure was still swinging the sword, and even slashed back along the streak of light, splitting the powerful man who had shot out the streak of light into two.

But then, another purple air hit the figure from behind.

Just like when that figure first started to kill those powerful men, at first it was only the first and second attacks, but then came the third, and even the fifth. More and more attacks hit the figure holding the big knife, which made the figure, who was originally fighting in a bloody battle, become slower and more sluggish.

"That's it! Kill him while he's ill!"

The resurrected Wenquxing was also shouting in the air, and his pen was moving rapidly.

"open!"

These couldn't even be called words, just two simple marks of ink. However, these seemingly ordinary marks of ink were far sharper than those magical weapons and blades - when they were cut by these two marks of ink, the body, which was as hard as fine steel, was also neatly divided into four pieces.

"Well done!"

The mighty man in azure simply raised his hand and waved it, and an arm that seemed to be cast in steel or iron was frozen by the cold air and torn into pieces in an instant.

After that, the powerful being who was proficient in music, after touching the flute, simply gave up using his own abilities, flew directly into the air, and tore off a piece of his legs with brute force.

This tearing was more like a signal. More and more powerful men flew towards the broken body. The iron-like body was torn into pieces by them. The arrogant figure who had even chased them and killed them eventually turned into pieces of debris in their hands.

"We won!"

Not until even the heavy sword was broken into two pieces did the group of powerful men finally declare their victory.

And these torn shattered remains will also be dispersed and suppressed by them. Faced with this alien demon who dared to fight with them for such a long time, they will definitely suppress and seal it off in order to prevent this alien demon from being reborn forever.

"Did you really... win?"

Looking at the powerful men in the air who were celebrating their victory, and looking at the powerful men who turned into streams of light and scattered away, the Fire Deity Star Lord, who was lying on the ground, was suddenly stunned.

The already severely disabled Fire Star Lord was now somewhat conscious, but it was precisely because his consciousness was gradually becoming blurred that his senses became sharper.

The will of a powerful being is strong enough to transcend life and death. A powerful being cannot be killed by conventional means. Even Du Chengfeng, who is crazy enough to believe that all living beings should be equal, cannot truly kill another powerful being.

But on the other hand, other powerful beings were unable to truly kill the figure swinging the sword.

so……

Really, did you win?

"No, that's not right..."

As his consciousness became increasingly blurred, the Lord of Fire gradually closed his eyes.

"This is not the end..."

At the end of his consciousness, the Lord of Fire felt it clearly.

A new struggle has begun.

(End of this chapter)