Bronze door through time and space

Chapter 973 Vanguard Officer Giant Spirit God
As the roar of the Titan-class engines tore through the clouds and the eerie blue light emanating from the main cannons pierced the sky, this megacity, a symbol of modern civilization, vanished like a sand painting swept away by a raging storm, leaving not a trace of its struggle.

Plasma explosions ripped open orange-red mushroom clouds across the city; high temperatures, explosions, and radiation became the main themes of New York today.

The scorching shockwave baked the asphalt road into a flowing black river of glue. Before the panicked crowd could even let out a complete scream, they were turned into wisps of grayish-white dust in the extreme heat. In the end, only the two legions were left fighting each other on the ruins.

In fact, the moment the Titans fired, the entire world transformed from a peaceful modern city into a brutal interstellar battlefield.

When the last cry of a civilian faded into the wind, only the demonized celestial soldiers and space marines remained fighting to the death on this ruin, leaving scorched and torn marks on every inch of the land.

The roar of the bomb guns echoed through the ruins. High-explosive warheads struck the scales of the demonized Celestials, exploding into clouds of blood mist. The blazing white beams of the molten weapons could easily melt through bones. The demonized Celestials, having lost the protection of the Celestial Court's authority, were unable to withstand these deadly weapons from the Warhammer universe. However, the Space Marines' proud terracotta power armor was also vulnerable to the demonized Celestials' blades and guns. Once they entered close combat, most Space Marines, except for a few elite warriors with honor, would be at a disadvantage in close combat.

But so what? From the very beginning, this war will only end when one side is completely annihilated.

Bombs and demonic guns intertwined in the air above the ruins, forming a deadly net. A space soldier crashed to the ground, his helmet pierced by the demonic gun. But as he died, the demonized celestial soldier was also struck in the chest by a molten pistol. Half of his body twisted into a bizarre shape in the intense heat, and he lost all life.

Deep within the ruins, the lingering power of the Titan Engine still trembles the earth; this battle that transcends dimensions has only just begun.

Overall, the two legions are evenly matched, and now the battle will depend on the Titan units, which will be the key to determining the outcome of this war.

As the primary target, the Giant Spirit naturally became the core target of the Titan Legion's concentrated fire. However, he was too strong. The fel energy shield he naturally released was more defensive than the void shield deployed by an Emperor-level Titan, and his hard body was comparable to adamantite.

The Titan Legion's firepower was so great that it could turn mountains into dust. The warlord-class Titans' volcanic cannons unleashed scorching torrents that instantly melted rocks in their wake. The raider-class laser cannons drew blindingly bright paths through the air, capable of piercing through alloy armor tens of meters thick in an instant. However, most of these terrifying attacks were neutralized by the fel energy shield surrounding the Titan.

Even so, the aftershocks of the attack were like an invisible giant hammer, repeatedly slamming the ruins of New York into the earth's core. The original city surface had sunk more than 100 meters. If it weren't for the pressure walls created by the continuous explosions and energy impacts, seawater would have already poured in along the fractured earth's crust, completely submerging this scorched land.

It was precisely this devastating power that silenced the observing nations. The nuclear weapons that were once considered strategic trump cards were nothing more than large firecrackers that could only make a loud noise, and even the armor of the Titan could not be shaken.

The slow-moving, passively attacked giant suddenly stretched out his arm behind his back, grabbed the shaky Brooklyn Bridge, and with a forceful tug, the entire reinforced concrete bridge was pulled away from the pier.

With divine power, the bridge, which should have been shattered, miraculously remained intact. Like a long whip, it was swung by the giant god and flung out, crashing into the Titans who were charging forward while firing.

It was as if a god had wielded a giant whip to punish the world, directly shattering the void shield and twisting the heavily armored Titan, almost sending it flying out of the battlefield.

Although it didn't explode, it was completely destroyed, and the balance of power on the battlefield had clearly tipped completely in favor of the Giant Spirit God. "Isn't this guy a bit too strong?" Only Yan Xu, who maintained the operation of the world's laws, knew just how strong the Giant Spirit God was right now. It was a power strong enough to shake the foundation of the world, because this guy had withstood the laws that Yan Xu had specifically targeted and achieved such a dazzling record, and this was clearly not even his full strength.

"He took Laozi's Nine-Turn Golden Elixir, of course he's stronger," Sun Wukong, who had consumed the most elixirs, said with a sneer.

"Nine-Turn Golden Elixir." Yan Xu had naturally heard of it, but had never tasted it. After all, although Laozi was in the Heavenly Court and was a minister under the Jade Emperor, everyone knew about Laozi's background. Who would dare to treat him as an ordinary Heavenly Court deity, let alone go to his door to ask for the Golden Elixir?

"You can think of him as a fool who has the magical power of a Golden Immortal but doesn't have the corresponding realm," Sun Wukong said mockingly. It was unclear whether he was mocking the Giant Spirit God who had taken the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir or the Heavenly Court that gave the Giant Spirit God the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir.

Yan Xu then realized that the so-called Nine-Turn Golden Elixir was an attempt by the Supreme Being to imitate the Golden Immortal status of the Heavenly Dao. Those who took this elixir would not need to verify the Heavenly Dao and would naturally obtain the power of the Golden Immortal. Clearly, this person also had some ulterior motives.

However, this also means that ordinary methods are completely ineffective against the Giant Spirit God who has consumed the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir, because the Golden Elixir is immortal, and so is he.

At their peak, these individuals naturally wouldn't have taken the Giant Spirit God seriously, even though he had consumed the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir; there's a limit to immortality.

Fortunately, besides the Space Marines and the Titan Legion, Yan Xu has a few trump cards, including the God Emperor and the Purple Queen. However, they are in a critical period of integrating into this world and mastering its laws, so they cannot act easily. But they are not needed to act now either.

With Yan Xu granting him access, the new Celestial Tiamu, modeled after the Celestials of the Marvel Universe and endowed with psychic powers and authority, is about to descend upon this world.

As a limited edition figurine that Yan Xu has treasured for a long time, the transformation of the god Tiamu has never stopped. What is currently displayed is not the robot style of the Marvel Celestials, but the ultimate embodiment of the fusion of Marvel goddess and Warhammer violence.

On this battlefield filled with the atmosphere of the apocalypse, a mechanical goddess of equal stature descended from the sky. She possessed a flawless and exquisite appearance that surpassed human comprehension, and her long, dark brown hair cascaded down like a waterfall, brushing against her black and gold armor imbued with the aura of war.

Her armor is a perfect fusion of violent aesthetics and precise mechanics. The black armor on her chest presents a beautiful arc, full and heavy, while the abdomen is adorned with brass gears. Every subtle movement is accompanied by the soft hum of the gears and the pulsation of the pipes. The heavy shoulder armor is engraved with golden bat and skull patterns, adding a touch of religious fanaticism and mystery to this mechanical creation. Her right hand holds a heavy chainsaw sword, and her left hand holds a power gauntlet. She is a war goddess who combines divinity, mechanics, and destruction.

As expected, the Giant Spirit God had not used his full strength. Upon sensing the threat, the third arm, which was generated by the excess magic power of the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir on his back, immediately disintegrated. Countless golden light spots transformed into a suit of golden armor and a battle axe imbued with divinity and immortality, which were then bestowed upon him.

The giant spirit god, revealing his true form, has a thick, long, dark gray beard. Gone is the evil aura and demonic flames of before. His giant body, imbued with the power to overturn mountains and seas, is clad in exquisite golden armor. He holds an equally magnificent giant battle axe and stands on the battlefield, his eyes wide open in anger, his gaze sharp as a blade, displaying the might of the vanguard of the Heavenly Court. A great battle between the two sides is about to break out.

(End of this chapter)