Magical Girl's Knight Brother

Chapter 700 Greed and Plunder!

The golden flames of life are like the fire of creation, carrying the immense will to dispel darkness and reshape order, while the filthy chaotic undercurrents are like the embodiment of the increase in cosmic entropy, carrying the ultimate coldness of annihilating existence and returning to nothingness.

The energy shockwave swept across the world like a world-ending storm, tearing the leaden-gray clouds in the sky into pieces, revealing the twisted and trembling void behind them. The boiling dark red sea of ​​blood below was squeezed by this unimaginable force, and a huge crater with a diameter of tens of kilometers was forcibly pressed out, revealing the pitch-black seabed below that had never seen the sun before, like a scar from hell.

A war of gods, a true war of the gods.

After the initial attack, they briefly separated, and turbulent energy surged and hissed between them like boiling porridge.

The massive, writhing continent of the Lord of the Deep Sea trembled slightly. The chaotic giant eye at its center remained cold and indifferent, but the edges of its slowly writhing, grayish-white eyelids seemed to crack with finer lines. It seemed somewhat "surprised" that this insect could unleash such power, but more than that, it felt offended and harbored a deeper killing intent!

On that vast continent, even more colossal structures, like living mountain ranges, suddenly rose up. Countless chaotic tentacles, composed of filthy flesh, twisted rock layers, and cosmic dust, emerged like world-destroying claws from the abyss of hell, entwined with blasphemous runes that drove people mad. With the power to crush stars, they tore through space once more, frantically attacking the golden giant in Tang Zijun's form from all directions.

Faced with this offensive that could bring down even a true god, Tang Zijun and Tong Kongzhong felt no fear, only an intense fighting spirit and absolute calm.

"drink!!"

A deep roar, as if from a primordial god, exploded out, and the filthy air became clear wherever the sound waves passed.

At the same time, his huge right hand suddenly opened wide and grasped at the filthy sea of ​​blood below, which was being pressed into a crater and was gushing out wildly.

A vast, ancient, and sacred wave, carrying the absolute authority to rule over all waters, spread instantly across the entire sea area like invisible ripples.

A strange thing happened.

The boiling, turbulent, and filthy dark red sea of ​​blood seemed to have encountered an supreme monarch, instantly becoming incredibly docile. Countless seawaters gathered and rose as if they possessed life! They were freed from the chaotic pollution, or at least temporarily stripped of the surface filth, transforming into the purest and most primal azure water elements.

These pure water elements, like rivers flowing into the sea, frantically converged towards Tang Zijun's outstretched giant hand. Under the watchful eyes of countless astonished gazes, they rapidly condensed, shaped, and solidified in the giant's palm, like flowing liquid gold.

In the blink of an eye.

A massive, unimaginably huge golden trident appeared in Tang Zijun's hand, standing tall and imposing.

How could a divine artifact be so inconvenient?!

The halberd's body flowed with light like liquid sun, wrapped in azure divine patterns formed by the pure laws of water. Each pattern seemed to contain the power to create the world. The three halberd tips shone with brilliant divine light of creation, protection and purification respectively. Their sharpness seemed to be able to pierce the barrier of the universe. Their length was a perfect match for Tang Zijun's giant form. Holding it in one's hand was like holding a pillar of creation that supported the heavens and the earth.

Tang Zijun gripped the towering halberd, a symbol of supreme authority over the ocean, with both hands. Vast life force surged from the phantom of the Tree of Life behind his shoulder into the halberd, perfectly merging with the pure water law originating from the sea god, unleashing an unprecedented divine radiance.

He no longer suppressed his anger. Facing the chaotic tentacles that came from all directions, like the claws of a world-destroying demon, Tang Zijun's giant eyes burst forth with dazzling divine light.

The towering golden trident in his hand drew a perfect arc of light that tore through space and time, full of destructive power, like a fisherman spearing a fish, like a god parting the sea, carrying a resolute will.

The three divine light tips of the Golden Trident struck with unparalleled precision and penetrating power, piercing the core of the writhing continent—the trunk pulsating with dark red veins beneath the chaotic giant eye.

There was no deafening explosion of energy, only a piercing sound of annihilation and purification.

The area struck by the halberd's fork, the writhing flesh, twisted rock layers, and filthy energy that formed the evil god's body, was like encountering its nemesis. It instantly emitted a piercing sound of being violently corroded, decomposed, and annihilated. Large swathes of "land" turned to ashes like burning paper, the dark red veins were forcibly severed, and an extremely painful wave of will originating from the evil god's very source erupted like a tangible shockwave.

"Awoooooooooo!!"

The golden trident, like a spear of judgment piercing the heavens and earth, fiercely pierced the massive body of the sleeping lord of the deep sea, composed of filthy flesh and twisted rock layers. The holy light of purification and the chaotic power of annihilation clashed wildly at the point of contact, emitting a sharp, soul-piercing sound of annihilation. The golden flames of life, like boiling lava, fiercely burned on the surface of the evil god's writhing continent.

The Lord of the Deep Sea let out an unprecedented roar, filled with real pain. The entire vast continent trembled and twisted violently under Tang Zijun's earth-shattering power, like a living mountain that had been forcibly pried open by a giant god. The chaotic tentacles that attacked like the claws of destruction instantly lost their power and withered and twitched in the void!

From the front lines of the river valley to the walls of Black City, all living beings who witnessed this scene felt a tremor that came from the depths of their souls.

The golden giant that pierced the heavens and the earth, the divine halberd that tore through the chaos, and the evil god struggling in agony—all of these constituted a divine war scene that transcended the limits of mortal imagination and existed only in ancient mythology.

In a daze, they seemed to have crossed time and space, returning to that painful era when the gods and the Great Old Ones stained the starry sea with blood and reshaped the world.

However, deep within the giant's eyes, which burned with golden flames, Tang Zijun, at the very heart of the storm, felt no joy, only an ever-increasing pressure.

suppress?

Yes, he is indeed suppressing it at this moment.

The vast vitality of the Tree of Life and the supreme authority of the Trident of Poseidon merged perfectly in his hands, unleashing a power powerful enough to shake the very body of the evil god. He could feel the trembling and disintegration of the filthy body beneath the tip of the trident, and he could sense the opponent's pain and rage.

But that's all.

The cold gaze projected from that chaotic giant eye showed no fear, only a deeper savagery and indifference, as if bitten by an insect.

Tang Zijun could clearly feel that the damage she had caused was like digging out a tiny piece of soil from the surface of a planet for the evil god's body, which was as vast as a continent. Its core, the chaotic origin, was not shaken at all, and was even adapting and fighting back.

Even more terrifying is that while the golden trident in his hand was purifying the filth, its own sacred light was being frantically eroded and polluted by the omnipresent chaotic aura.

Each clash of forces caused the azure divine patterns on the halberd to dim slightly, while the sparse vitality of the Tree of Life within him was being consumed at an unprecedented rate.

Unkillable.

They are impossible to kill.

This thing is essentially an embodiment of the dark side of the universe. It has no life in the traditional sense, no core that can be destroyed. Its so-called torso and eyes are merely temporary anchors in this dimension, making it easy to devour. Destroying this continent might damage it and cause it to retreat temporarily, but it won't be long before it can re-coalesce in another corner of the universe in another form.

And the seal?

Tang Zijun frowned.

The Void Realm is shattered, the gods have fallen, and Poseidon's remaining power can only serve as a catalyst, not as a foundation to maintain the seal. The seal itself has long since lost its function.

Tang Zijun could clearly feel the wailing of the world beneath his feet. Every collision of divine power was tearing apart the foundation of space and accelerating the collapse of this dream world that was already on the verge of collapse. If he and this evil god continued to struggle and collide endlessly like this, the world would completely crumble into nothingness under the aftershocks of the power of the two god-level beings, without the evil god needing to devour it.

What should I do?

If this drags on...

The moment the golden trident was removed, the vast, writhing "continent" of the sleeping lord of the deep sea erupted with an even more violent roar, a roar that was both desecrated and liberated.

At the wound torn open by the divine halberd, filthy flesh and chaotic energy erupted like an out-of-control volcano, attempting to fill the brief gap.

Tang Zijun's enormous golden body retreated rapidly in the energy storm. The light of the Tree of Life dimmed slightly as power was poured into Scáthach, but his pupils, burning with golden flames, were brighter and deeper than ever before.

Watching the roaring, struggling, and rapidly healing evil god, and seeing the chaotic core about to be covered up again, Tang Zijun's consciousness frantically deduced under extreme pressure.

The Great Old Ones... strictly speaking, they should be considered products of chaos.

They are twisted beings born from the negative emotions of dream dwellers and deities combined with the chaotic energy of the universe.

They are enemies of order, a malignant tumor of existence, but their power is essentially an extreme, distorted form of energy.

A kind of negative energy that can be understood, analyzed, and even exploited!

This thought flashed through Tang Zijun's mind like lightning.

Yes! Negative energy!

You might not have a good way to deal with an unkillable monster, but what if you're dealing with a product of negative energy?

Looking back, it seems that ever since I picked up the Wolf Rider belt, I have always been facing monsters born from negative energy, whether they are greedy people, heretics, or monsters from the Shadow Clan and the Dream World.

Why differentiate the Great Old Ones from other monsters? So what if they are born strangely? So what if they possess godlike power? In the end, they are nothing more than monsters of negative energy!

Since it cannot be killed, the seal is ineffective.

So.

Can I?

To Him.

Turn it into my card?!

The idea was incredibly crazy, but in Tang Zijun's eyes, an unprecedented, almost obsessive light ignited.

Form, power, origin.

Countless memories flashed before his eyes, each acquisition of a form, each leap in power, from the initial basic form of the Wolf Rider, to the enhanced form of riding the Langya, and then to the Dawn Breaking form that controls light and darkness... Each time, apart from the special gift of the Tree of Life, it was all achieved through battle, by slaying powerful enemies, and plundering their core power or laws. That is the most essential law of the Wolf Rider belt—evolution, originating from conquest and plunder!

But there was only one exception!

The ultimate form of greed!

That form did not come from killing the God of Mirror Devouring Greed. On the contrary, it was when he was on the verge of death and forcibly reversed the rules of the Wolf Rider's Belt. He was no longer passively accepting, but actively and frantically plundering. He plundered all the high-ranking officers of the Greedy Ones on the battlefield, including the negative energy that the God of Mirror Devouring Greed himself was trying to devour. He transformed into the ultimate aggregate of negative energy, a walking black hole, using their own methods against them, and finally killed the God of Mirror Devouring Greed with his own hands.

Forcibly seize the source of the other party's negative energy!

This crazy, unique exception, at this moment, is like a lighthouse in the darkness, illuminating Tang Zijun's chaotic mind.

His gaze pierced through the frantically eroding chaotic energy flow, locking onto the vast, boundless, writhing continent of the sleeping Lord of the deep sea, focusing on the endless source of chaotic negative energy that pulsated at its core—if it possessed a concept of life. An unprecedented "greed," a mixture of resoluteness, madness, and absolute will, awakened deep within his soul.

It's not about greed for wealth or power.

Rather, it is the ultimate thirst for power, the absolute greed for survival, and the ruthless pursuit of turning the tide!

hum! !

He no longer tried to resist the chaotic torrent surging into his body, and the phantom of the Tree of Life behind his shoulder burst forth with its final, most dazzling light.

But this light no longer radiates vitality outward; instead, it transforms into an extremely greedy vortex, like a cosmic black hole, greedily tearing and devouring the vast and endless source of chaotic negative energy of the sleeping lord of the deep sea.

Chang Lei's expression changed, and he instinctively clenched his fists.

In that instant, he immediately sensed Tang Zijun's thoughts. Although he hadn't witnessed it firsthand, he could vaguely imagine what had happened in the Reversal World back then.

"Roar!" The Lord of the Deep Sea, who was sleeping, let out an unprecedented roar, a mixture of excruciating pain and rage.

However, the Lord of the Deep Sea had broken free of the seal and successfully descended here. It would be no easy task to completely plunder its essence in a head-on confrontation. The massive amount of negative energy was like viscous cosmic asphalt, and the resistance to its absorption was getting greater and greater. The speed of Tang Zijun's new form's reorganization began to slow down, and the vortex that devoured everything also showed signs of instability.

At this moment of stalemate.

Tang Zijun's giant pupils, burning with the flames of predation, suddenly turned inland!

They turned towards the front lines of the river basin.

It turned around, towards that wildly throbbing, soon-to-emerge creature—a wriggling, pleasurable thing!

"This won't work..."

Tang Zijun's deep, metallic, and resonant thoughts spread like a cold declaration through the chaotic energy-ravaged void.

"Then let's try another one!"

Before the words were even finished!

His enormous left hand, which was not holding a halberd and was covered by the black chaotic armor that was being reassembled, suddenly clenched in the air towards the front line of the river basin.

The target was locked on that huge fleshy cocoon, and on the torrent of pure, filthy negative energy beneath it, formed by the sacrifices of hundreds of millions of cultists' lives and souls, which had not yet been fully absorbed!

"Ugh!!!"

On the ruins of the river front, the black-eyed man who was confronting Qin Nan and Scáthach suddenly let out a painful groan.

A terrifying suction force, domineering and incomparable, ignoring distance and defense, descended from nowhere. He felt as if his magic power and even life force were being forcibly drawn out of his body. The even more terrifying suction force was applied to the pulsating giant cocoon of flesh.

Click click!

The fleshy cocoon, like a heart being squeezed by an invisible giant hand, suddenly contracted violently. Its thick fleshy membrane was stretched to almost transparent, and countless twisted limbs that were fusing inside emitted a silent, extremely painful scream.

A thick, dark red torrent of negative energy, resembling congealed blood and exuding an aura of extreme blasphemy and depravity, was forcibly extracted and torn out from every pore and crevice of the cocoon, like seawater being swallowed by a giant whale!

This energy is the key nourishment for the "Pleasure-Crawling Beings" to descend to earth, containing the purest, defiled divinity belonging to this Lord of Pleasure and Proliferation!

At this moment, it no longer flowed towards the evil god embryo being nurtured in the core of the flesh cocoon, but instead crossed space, transforming into a dark red energy river that tore through the sky, surging wildly towards the sky above the southern sea, into Tang Zijun's greedily outstretched giant left palm.

"No!!!" Beneath the cocoon, the cultists, driven mad by the arrival of the sleeping Lord of the deep sea, roared in despair! Their life's faith, the fruits of their sacrifice, were being plundered! Stolen!

A continuous torrent of dark red negative energy flowed into Tang Zijun's body, colliding violently with the chaotic negative energy from the sleeping lord of the deep sea, which was as black as eternal night!

Tang Zijun's massive body, which was undergoing reconstruction, suddenly erupted with an even more violent and terrifying transformation!

The original transcendent life form is now being forcibly injected with dark red energy representing "pleasure proliferation," which is frantically eroding and permeating it.

The life essence that originated from the Tree of Life and was transformed into a devouring vortex after being reversed was thrown into the most violent chemical reactor under the impact of these two negative energies that were completely different in nature but equally extremely evil.

The black dark matter armor on his body, which was undergoing reconstruction, churned violently like boiling swamp.

Immediately afterwards, countless fine, living, scarlet hairs sprouted wildly from the rolling armor surface like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

These scarlet hairs twist, wriggle, grow and harden at a visible rate.

Like a living, armored fungal carpet, they greedily covered Tang Zijun's body, instantly transforming the shattered and reassembling black dark matter armor into a thick, ferocious, constantly pulsating, scarlet biological armor exuding a rich, bloody, and proliferating aura.

This armor resembles the exoskeleton of a living, giant beast covered in a hard, red shell. Sharp, insect-like spikes grow from its joints, while twisted, crimson bone spikes proliferate like coral reefs on its shoulder armor, elbows, and knees.

The entire form is filled with apocalyptic beauty of violence, proliferation, chaos, and blasphemy.

Tang Zijun's dark gold vortex child hole, which was originally burning with the flames of plunder, was now stained with a layer of eerie red light that seemed to drag everything into an endless hell of pleasure!

The negative energy from the Pleasurable Creatures was not only being plundered, but was also forcibly changing, distorting, and reshaping Tang Zijun's new form, turning him from a Holy Knight inclined towards life into a Crimson Calamity Knight representing the curse of flesh and blood.

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