I Created a Sanctuary in Marvel

Chapter 230 Fierce Battle! Overwhelming Power!

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The roar of the King of Flame Giants did not come through sound, but rather directly impacted Ye Feng's sea of consciousness through energy vibrations!

At the same time, the burning Twilight Sword fell.

The golden flames, compressed to their extreme, erupted in a cone shape in the direction the sword tip pointed, covering an area so vast that they almost sealed off the entire star field.

"This coverage area—"

Ye Feng's pupils contracted.

Although light-speed movement is fast, under such a wide-ranging saturation attack, the space for dodging is compressed to the limit.

"Crystal Wall!!"

He pressed his hands together in front of him, and his inner universe energy surged out, instantly forming a twelve-layered, overlapping, diamond-shaped transparent barrier.

Eternal fire crashed against the crystal wall.

The crystal barrier shattered one after another, turning into a shower of shimmering light.

The immense impact propelled Ye Feng backward, his feet carving two golden energy trails in the void.

Hundreds of kilometers away, Ye Feng barely managed to steady himself.

A tingling sensation came from his right arm as the heat of the Eternal Flame penetrated the divine armor's defenses.

"That's more like it."

Ye Feng swung his arms, but an excited smile appeared on his lips.

"This is the kind of battle I want."

Surtur did not respond.

The Fire Giant King simply raised the Twilight Sword in silence.

He aimed the tip of his sword at Ye Feng, and the golden flames flowing along the blade burned silently in the vacuum.

The next second, he moved.

A colossal body, thousands of meters tall, bursts forth in the vacuum at a speed defying all logic.

Trailing a golden tail of flame hundreds of kilometers long behind him, with the Twilight Sword in front of him, he crashed into Ye Feng like a burning fragment of a star!

A vacuum should be silent, but the oppressive energy caused the surrounding space to hum uncontrollably.

"Just what I wanted!"

Instead of retreating, Ye Feng advanced, his inner universe exploding with a roar.

The golden divine armor shone brightly like a supernova, and he transformed into a golden meteor, crashing head-on into Surtur!

The vacuum between the two was completely torn apart, and the spatial structure began to disintegrate.

boom!!

At the moment of impact, an invisible shockwave spread outwards in a visible ring in all directions.

All the star debris floating around was instantly reduced to elementary particles the moment the shockwave swept through.

Two streaks of light collided, separated, and collided again in the universe.

Each collision creates a brief black hole singularity at the point of impact, greedily devouring everything around it.

But Ye Feng and Surtur ignored these temporary black holes.

Their energy levels have long surpassed the constraints of conventional physical laws, allowing them to traverse the edge of black hole event horizons and clash within spatial rifts.

A long-lost fighting spirit rekindled on Ye Feng's face.

Surtur's swordsmanship was astonishingly exquisite. This king of fire giants had lived for countless eons, and the Twilight Blade in his hands was like an extension of his limbs, each strike containing the power to create the world.

But Ye Feng's punches were faster.

Every sword strike Surtur made, whether it was a horizontal slash, a vertical chop, a diagonal thrust, or a tricky thrust, was devastating.

Ye Feng precisely blocked them with his fists, elbows, knees, and even various parts of his body.

The golden divine armor clashed with the Twilight Sword, and the sparks that erupted shone like stars in the darkness.

The more they fought, the more obvious the horror in Surtur's eyes became.

"That's impossible!"

"Your power is clearly still at the Heavenly Father level—no—"

His fluctuations in consciousness directly entered Ye Feng's mind.

The eternal flame flickered violently in Surtur's pupils.

"I can't sense your level of life?!"

Only now did the King of Fire Giants realize with horror that the being in the golden armor before him possessed a life essence even higher than his own.

That was a leap in life form. Just as a two-dimensional life form cannot comprehend a three-dimensional existence, he was now unable to fully perceive Ye Feng's life dimension!

"I don't believe it!!"

Surtur grew increasingly frenzied, wielding the Twilight Blade with impenetrable speed.

Each sword strike was accompanied by an eternal fire compressed to its limit; golden flames swept across the void of the universe, leaving scorched marks on the spatial structure.

"Clang! Clang clang! Clang clang clang!!!"

The vibrations from a metal collision propagate through the energy field.

"Too slow! Your sword is too slow!!"

Ye Feng's face revealed an almost fanatical smile.

On his fists, a shimmering golden light began to bloom, first like fireflies, then like starlight, and finally as intense as the core of a supernova before its explosion.

"Lightning Speed Fist!!"

Seizing the opening in the block, Ye Feng's right fist exploded with light!

Golden light shone like a supernova explosion across this darkened starfield.

It wasn't just a single beam of light, but billions of truly light-speed strikes, exceeding the limits of time perception, sweeping out in a fan shape from Ye Feng's fist!

"Damn it!"

Surtur instantly switched from attacker to defender.

The Twilight Sword transformed into a golden wheel in his hand, attempting to intercept all incoming fist beams.

The sword blade collided with the light-speed fist, and each impact unleashed a small-scale energy storm.

But there are too many.

After intercepting dozens, hundreds, and thousands of attacks, the Sword Net finally showed a flaw.

A beam of light grazed Surtur's left shoulder, and golden divine fire flew out.

Next came the right leg, side abdomen, and chest —

"Aaaaaaah!!!"

Surtur's massive body was engulfed by countless fist beams.

He flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, traversing several star systems.

It crashed through the rings of seven barren planets and three gas giants along its path, finally embedding itself in the solid surface of a white dwarf, creating a crater thousands of kilometers in diameter.

This star field was a battlefield that Ye Feng had specifically chosen.

Far from the civilization star zone, there is no life on this planet.

Here, they can unleash their full power without any reservations.

"You're too weak, Surtur!"

Ye Feng did not pursue, but simply hovered in the vacuum, his right fingertip slowly glowing with a scarlet, blood-red light.

The light was ominous yet beautiful, like the most deadly sting of a scorpion's tail.

"Scarlet Needle!"

"Andaris!"

The fifteen scarlet beams did not shoot out in straight lines, but rather zigzagged forward in a manner that defied the laws of physics, emanating from different dimensions...

They simultaneously entered Surtur's massive body from different angles.

Scorpio's Scarlet Needle is supposed to be an instant-kill skill; anyone hit in the heart by the fifteenth needle, "Andaris," will surely die.

However, this only applies to situations where there is a significant power disparity and the user does not possess the characteristic of immortality.

Therefore, Ye Feng rarely uses this move.

However, Scarlet Needle has another extremely useful ability: blocking energy nodes.

Ye Feng released the Fifteen Needles of Andaris, which precisely targeted fifteen major energy nodes throughout Surtur's body, as if using poisoned needles to sever the energy flow channels.

"Well!!"

Surtur's body stiffened, and he collapsed onto the surface of the white dwarf.

The eternal fire surged wildly within him, yet it could not break through the energy blockade formed by those scarlet beams.

He can force his way through.

But this takes time, even if it's just a few breaths.

Ye Feng wouldn't give him that time.

"Buzz!!!"

A long spear appeared in Ye Feng's hand.

Eternal Stars — a divine weapon reforged from the Eternal Spear Gungnir.

Countless runes flowed across the gun's body, with elemental power swirling around it like star rings. A faint light flickered at the tip of the gun, and upon closer inspection, countless nebulae appeared and disappeared within that light, as if it contained an entire miniature universe.

This was the first time Ye Feng had fully activated the divine spear after reforging it.

"Surtur, feel it—"

Ye Feng raised his hand and took a step forward.

The space beneath their feet shattered like a mirror, with cracks radiating outwards for hundreds of kilometers.

He assumed the standard javelin-throwing stance, the Eternal Star humming in his hand, and the powers of "Absolute Accuracy" and "Absolute Penetration" began to awaken.

The runes on the gun lit up one by one, from the butt to the tip, like a lit fuse.

"The weight of the entire universe!!"

Ye Feng twisted his waist, and the power in his body rose from the soles of his feet like a wave, passing through his waist, hips, back, shoulders and arms, and finally converging in his arms, pouring into the eternal stars.

Then, throw it.

"boom!!!!"

The eternal star transformed into a dazzling meteor that exceeded the speed of light, and space automatically cracked open wherever it passed, as if the universe itself was making way for this strike.

The gun left a rainbow-colored trail that stretched across the star field, the primordial colors leaking from the pierced multidimensional space.

"Get moving! Get moving!!!"

On the surface of the white dwarf, Surtur sensed a deadly threat.

He frantically urged the Eternal Flame, attempting to break through the Scarlet Needle's blockade.

One by one, the energy nodes were forcibly broken open, at the cost of permanent damage to the body's internal structure.

But he couldn't care less.

The light of the eternal stars is now before my eyes.

Surtur only had time to hold the Twilight Sword horizontally in front of him.

He poured all his strength into the sword, and the eternal fire burned to its limit on the blade, causing the sword to even begin to disintegrate under the pressure.

Eternal Stars collided with the Sword of Twilight.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

Then----

"Click."

The crisp cracking sound traveled across the battlefield through the energy field.

The Twilight Sword, the world sword that accompanied Surtur through countless eras and once ignited the Nine Realms, was broken in two before the eternal stars.

The gunfire did not diminish.

"No!!!"

Surtur's roar came to an abrupt halt.

The eternal stars pierced through his chest.

The moment it hits, it releases the cosmic weight that the spearhead carries!

That was a true collapse of the microcosm, a terrifying effect of infinite mass erupting within a finite space.

Surtur's body was shot down and flew backwards into the depths of space like a meteor.

The eternal stars followed him like a shadow, and the light emanating from the gun completely engulfed him.

After traversing countless light-seconds and passing through numerous nebulae, Surtur was finally pinned to the magnetic pole of a neutron star.

The spear tip plunged into a void, as if nailed to space itself.

A few drops of divine blood dripped from the gun that pierced Surtur's chest.

That is the essence of Surtur.

"This is impossible!"

Surtur looked down at the unhealable wound on his chest, and for the first time, fear appeared on his face, which was made of flames.

"The Eternal Flame—why can't it heal itself? What exactly is that power?"

Bearing the eternal flame, his immortality is among the best in the entire universe.

Even if his body is destroyed, as long as the flames don't go out, he can be reborn in the flames.

But at this moment, a certain power of rules lingers in the wound on his chest, constantly eroding the essence of his existence.

"There are no absolutely immortal beings in the world."

Ye Feng appeared in the sky above the neutron star, his voice calm.

"If you feel you can't be killed, it's only because—"

He raised his hand, and a golden bow materialized in his left hand. With his right hand, he drew back the bowstring, and an arrow shimmering with golden light appeared out of thin air.

The arrow is not a physical object, but rather a creation of Ye Feng using his cosmos, divine power, and the legendary god-slaying power from the Saint Seiya world.

"Your past opponents weren't strong enough."

The constellation Sagittarius unfolded before Ye Feng's eyes, and the stars of the universe seemed to become his reference points.

"And I happen to possess the characteristics of a god-slayer."

The bowstring is drawn taut.

Surtur struggled frantically, trying to break free from the gravitational pull of the neutron star.

The eternal fire burned fiercely, but the residual power of the rules in his chest wound was like a bone-deep ailment, constantly weakening his strength.

"I am the King of Fire Giants! I am the one who ignites Ragnarok! How could I—how could I die here?!"

He roared, plunging his hands into the surface of the neutron star, tearing the super-solid star made of simple matter apart like clay in his hands.

He wanted to forcibly pull out the Eternal Star, even at the cost of losing half of his origin.

But Ye Feng loosened the bowstring.

"Whoosh!!"

The arrow made no sound because it completely annihilated the medium through which sound traveled.

Surtur only had time to raise his broken Twilight Sword to parry.

The arrow made contact with the broken sword.

There was no explosion, no flash.

From the point of contact, Surtur's fiery body began to disintegrate!

Like an eraser rubbing over pencil marks.

The remnants of the Twilight Sword, the Eternal Flame, and his consciousness that had burned for countless eras all met their end with this single arrow.

"I—don't believe it—"

In the final moments, Surtur's fiery pupils reflected Ye Feng's figure.

"Ragnarok—it hasn't come yet—how could I—"

The sound dissipated into the vacuum of space.

Surtur, the king of fire giants, has fallen.

Ye Feng hovered above the neutron star, quietly watching the golden flames gradually die out.

The eternal star returned to his hand and trembled slightly, as if it were resonating in celebration of the slaying of an ancient god.

He put away his bow and arrows and looked around.

This star system has been completely changed in the battle.

The space structure was riddled with cracks, temporary black holes were slowly evaporating everywhere, and countless planetary fragments floated like tombstones.

This is the ruins left behind by a god-level battle.

"Not enough."

"It's time to head to the battlefield in Asgard."

"After this battle, there were no more obstacles in the entire universe."

Ye Feng muttered to himself, the golden luster in his eyes slowly fading.

He is only one step away from his goal of merging the two worlds.

If the plan goes smoothly, he will be able to quickly gain his eighth sense based on this achievement.

As the World Tree sapling grows, the shackles on his life level have been broken.

Just keep using your strength.

He will no longer face any bottlenecks before breaking through to the multiverse level.

"How is that possible?!"

"Surtur's aura has vanished?"