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Chapter 613: Fighting is fun!
Feng Xue's divine soul was incredibly powerful; in an instant, she took in the reactions of all the gods in the arena, clearly seeing who was active, who was observing, and who was slacking off!
Capture the king first before capturing the thief?
Do not!
It's about distinguishing between friends and enemies!
Feng Xue's gaze instantly locked onto Apollo, whose golden light was the brightest and whose killing intent was the strongest!
"The God of Light, is that it? You deserve to be the first to die!"

Before she could finish speaking, Feng Xue had already vanished!
The sudden use of the spirit teleportation technique inevitably exposed a weakness in Apollo, who was already prepared to counter Feng Xue's high-speed movement.

If he had simply countered each move, he might not have fallen into a disadvantage so quickly. However, Apollo was too confident in his judgment and too reliant on his destiny, which led to him being tricked by Feng Xue's teleportation technique, which she had never used even when defeating many heroes and entering the realm of gods.

But in a battle at this level, this one move alone is already a sign of defeat!

Originally only the thickness of an egg, Delis suddenly grew to the thickness of a bowl and about ten feet long. The primordial power surrounding her also transformed into starlight. With each swing, the sword light seemed to trail a galaxy. This was not a special effect, but rather Feng Xue was transforming Delis from the primordial state to the primordial state.

It was hard to understand the technique involved in this strike, but in Apollo's eyes, this strike was not fast, and even a bit of a waste of the sudden teleportation before. However, having learned from Feng Xue's previous experience of deliberately revealing a flaw, he did not meet it directly. Instead, he drew his bowstring and shot three more arrows of sunlight!
The silver bow and golden arrows shone as brightly as the sun, but when faced with Feng Xue's Star River Staff, they were like faint light crashing into a sea of ​​stars, unable to cause the slightest ripple!

Feng Xue neither dodged nor evaded; her long staff had already reached Apollo. The swirling waves and tornadoes attempted to break free from the siege from the side, but under this strike that separated the clear from the turbid and measured the passage of time, it only delayed them for a moment.

Apollo's body shone brightly, and his desperate attempt to dodge only managed to veer off course by a hair's breadth. His magnificent divine armor shattered as if made of paper, and a huge tear stretched from his left shoulder all the way to his waist. If it weren't for Poseidon's support, this attack would have been enough to cut him in half at the waist!

But Feng Xue's offensive was clearly not going to stop there. He completely ignored Poseidon, who was already close at hand, wielding his trident and thrusting at him, and also ignored Hercules, who was radiating divine light and chasing after him. He thrust out his left fist, which was gathering power at his waist.

It's better to break one finger than to injure all ten. Taking advantage of the moment when Poseidon's trident and Hercules' club were about to arrive, Feng Xue finally unleashed his punch!
Boom!
The silver bow is broken!

puff!
Flesh and blood splattered!
click!
Torn tendons and broken bones!

Apollo's perfectly sculpted body was blasted in two from its central axis by this punch, and then completely flattened by the shockwave.

The surging primordial power directly evaporated the material properties, and a gourd was casually tossed up by Mo Ying, who had been preparing it beforehand, and started the attack at high speed with zero frames!
"Apollo, if I call your name, would you dare not answer?"

Having been smashed into two small pancakes, Apollo was obviously unable to speak. With a flick of his spiritual magic, his brilliant divine soul was drawn into the small jade gourd.

Apollo, one of the twelve Olympian gods and the god of light, is no longer able to rise again!

"boom!"

Just as Apollo's soul was being taken away, Hercules' club finally arrived first. But this was exactly what Feng Xue had expected. Compared to Poseidon, whom he knew nothing about, Feng Xue, who had fought Hercules for a long time, naturally understood his power. The moment he made contact with the club, his body completely transformed into the Primordial State. While the club caused dizziness, the spells he had already prepared also burst forth from the star veins in the stars that held the spells.

His body transformed into a long rainbow, carrying his dazed consciousness from the blow of Hercules' club away from the battlefield, causing the trident, which was a beat too slow, to miss its mark.

In the blink of an eye, a top-tier divine being had fallen, and Poseidon, whose attack had missed, momentarily froze. Not only him, but even Zeus, seated high on his throne, couldn't help but twitch at this moment. Moreover, the entire divine realm seemed to freeze in an instant; the death of a divine being had destabilized this realm woven together by the gods.

Ares was terrified, thinking how lucky he was to have dodged quickly. He immediately turned to look at Athena, hoping to get some advice from the wise woman, but when he turned, his face froze. Athena was still standing beside him, but…

"Damn it!" Ares cursed inwardly, then looked at Dionysus and saw him standing there blankly. His face turned green instantly!
But the next moment, he also stood there frozen!
This incident, which occurred in a corner of the divine realm, did not attract much attention. Hercules had just caught up with the fleeing Feng Xue and, with the divine power that Hephaestus had given him to his great club, swung it at the starlight, wanting to finish off the attack and control it. Poseidon also realized that his move might be a bit reckless, but since he had already done it, he could only go all the way!

The raging divine power stirred up towering waves in the divine realm. It was not water, but divine might carrying authority and power. Within that divine might, the roars and howls of countless monsters intertwined into a terrifying melody, seemingly about to tear everything in its path to shreds.

Within the escape light, although Feng Xue was briefly dizzy, Xiao Lingdang and Huiye, under Liu Yunxi's command, temporarily took over the direction of the escape light. The acceleration that could be obtained in the state of having no mass was limitless, and Hercules' all-out attack failed to even glancing at it.

But at that moment, a pink aura suddenly enveloped the surrounding space, sticky, sluggish, and difficult to escape, as if even light had to stop in its tracks.

Following closely behind was high temperature and high pressure. Hephaestus's attack from the sky seemed to be forging Feng Xue, this amorphous object, into some completely new form.

When Feng Xue regained consciousness from his dizziness, he felt the high temperature and pressure. He saw that the waves of the sea god and the new round of attacks from Hercules were approaching, but he did not seem to be able to avoid them at all.

"Good heavens, is this Laozi's alchemy furnace?"

Yes, Laozi's furnace wasn't just for refining elixirs; many of the magical treasures in Journey to the West also came from that furnace.

Having experienced something so perfectly in line with his destiny, he naturally had to accept it with dignity!
The forging power converged, completely enveloping Feng Xue. Hephaestus dared not hesitate and swung his forging hammer to smash her down. But at the moment the power made contact, a feeling of regret suddenly arose in his heart.

He suddenly remembered that Achilles seemed to have done something similar before he died...

Sure enough, in the next instant, the anvil formed from the forging divine power suddenly expanded, and a terrifying force, like the splitting of Chaos, surged back. Hephaestus, who was closest, was violently blown away. Aphrodite's eyes darted around, and she immediately pounced, catching her husband as he flew backward. The two rolled on the ground, tumbling several times before falling still. Compared to the humiliated Hephaestus, Heracles' grip on the ground was clearly stronger, but precisely because his forward momentum did not diminish, he crashed headlong into the expanded Feng Xue.

An incomprehensible force surged back, and Hercules felt that both his invulnerable lion's fur and his incomparably powerful divine protection were pierced through in that instant.

No, perhaps it shouldn't be said that it penetrated. That thing had no form, no mass, and its existence was even unknown, but after passing through all obstacles, Hercules' face had already lost all color.

The next moment, his perfectly sculpted body suddenly expanded, and with a sound like a balloon bursting, it turned into a shower of golden blood...

(End of this chapter)