front.

Just as the enormous, black hand was about to strike.

"boom--!!!"

It's like the rhythmic thumping of a pacemaker in the chest.

Zhao Tiezhu, who was already teetering on the brink of collapse due to radiation damage, suddenly froze in mid-air.

He suddenly felt as if he had been connected to a high-voltage power source.

An indescribable surge of heat rushed from the soles of my feet straight to the top of my head! My soul, which had been somewhat disintegrating due to radiation, instantly became as hard as a solid object under the impact of this force.

What's even more terrifying is the sudden surge of emotion in my heart.

That was a kind of furious rage, a "I refuse to submit" attitude.

It's a kind of "I don't care if you're a god or a demon, you're going to die" kind of violent temper.

"Aaaaaahh ...

Zhao Tiezhu looked up at the sky and roared.

But the sound was immediately drowned out by another, even louder and more desolate roar.

Right behind him.

The crimson blood energy shot into the sky like a pillar of crimson light, forcefully pushing aside the black mist that filled the sky.

The sea area within a radius of a hundred miles instantly boiled, with white steam rising and intertwining with crimson blood vapor.

In this chaos, a crimson giant phantom, three hundred meters tall, slowly straightened its body, standing on the boiling sea.

Its upper body was bare, and every muscle looked like granite formed by tens of thousands of years of crustal movement, hard and rough, with reddish-brown veins flowing across its surface.

It held two weapons tightly in its hands—in its left hand was an ancient and heavy bronze square shield, the surface of which was engraved with fangs and demon faces;

In his right hand was a massive, long-handled axe, powerful enough to split the heavens and earth, its blade gleaming coldly and exuding a bloodthirsty desire.

However, what sends chills down your spine and makes your heart tremble is its neck.

It was completely empty.

At the bare, broken surface, there was no blood, only the gushing, inextinguishable red glow of fighting spirit.

On its broad, mountain-like chest, two bulging muscles transformed into angry eyes, wide open as if about to burst.

Its navel sunken in, transforming into a gigantic maw with menacing fangs, roaring silently at the heavens.

Ancient God of War.

Xingtian.

The moment this Dharma image stood between heaven and earth, the oppressive aura of Western decadence that had been suffocating people was instantly forced back thirty miles, like snow meeting the scorching sun!

"What...what is this?"

Zhao Tiezhu looked down at his hands.

At this moment, his movements were completely synchronized with the giant behind him.

He felt an unprecedented power. It was as if he could pluck two stars from the sky and use them as a walnut shell if he wanted to.

In the sky, the fallen angels stopped moving.

The countless eyes on its wings turned simultaneously, staring intently at the headless giant, conveying an emotion called "confusion".

In the logic library of this higher-dimensional being, losing the head is equivalent to losing the control center, and the life form should immediately cease functioning.

But this thing in front of me...

Why is its energy reading still soaring?

Why did it not only survive, but instead exude a malevolent aura that even "gods" found terrifying?

"roar!"

The angels didn't want to waste computing power on this thing.

Since the logical explanation doesn't hold up, let's physically delete it.

The black vortex that had been gathering in his palm for so long finally descended. It was a pure black pillar of light, containing countless wailing, wronged souls and a deadly poison powerful enough to corrode the very rules of the universe.

"Death Rays?"

Zhao Tiezhu grinned.

Although he wasn't as large as the Dharma Image, at this moment, his smile perfectly overlapped with the giant mouth on Xing Tian's navel behind him.

Boundless confidence rose within him.

"Let's see if your light is harder, or my shield!"

Zhao Tiezhu neither dodged nor avoided.

With a sudden burst of strength, he lifted his left arm upwards.

Behind him, the 300-meter-tall image of Xing Tian made the same gesture.

A massive square shield stretched across the sky, like an ancient continental plate, forcefully cutting into the black death light.

"when--!!!"

The sound disappeared.

Da Yin Xisheng.

There was only a visible shockwave, like the ring of a nuclear explosion, sweeping across all directions.

The sea below was forced down by this force, sinking tens of meters and forming a huge bowl-shaped cavity.

The crowd watching from afar swayed and staggered like dominoes.

After a long while, the black light dissipated.

There wasn't a single scratch left on the square shield.

"this one?"

Zhao Tiezhu shook his arm, feeling that the blow he had just received was as easy as Grandpa Wang at the village entrance tapping him with his cane.

"This light isn't strong enough. Have you not eaten?"

Zhao Tiezhu's sarcastic remark transformed into the thunderous ventriloquism of Xing Tian's Dharma Image, causing the clouds in the sky to tremble.

The eyes on the angel's wings narrowed.

It sensed the provocation.

As a higher-dimensional mythical being, as the "master" who controls order and chaos, it cannot tolerate the blasphemy of a lower-dimensional ant.

Its six corrupted bone wings suddenly unfurled, and thousands of purple rays shot out from their eyeballs. This was a mental attack capable of directly destroying the target's soul and consciousness, turning them into an idiot.

however.

These rays struck Xing Tian's image like raindrops hitting a lotus leaf, all of them sliding away.

Useless.

Not at all.

Xingtian had no head.

It lacks a cerebral cortex, a pineal gland, and a hippocampus.

Are you trying to launch a psychological attack? Sorry, do I look like I have a brain?

I'm very single-minded.

The name of this stubbornness is—I'll take you down.

"Finished?"

Amidst the rain of rays, Zhao Tiezhu patted non-existent dust off his shoulders and slowly raised his head.

"Then it's my turn."

He took a deep breath and stomped his feet hard on the ground.

"boom!"

The ground instantly collapsed, creating a crater.

Using this terrifying reaction force, Zhao Tiezhu, along with the mountain-like Xing Tian Dharma Image behind him, actually jumped up!

He leaped from a height of several hundred meters!

"Get down here!!"

A loud shout.

Xing Tian's right hand wielded a giant axe that cleaved through the void, leaving behind a crimson streak that stretched for a thousand meters.

This axe strike required no skill.

It's all about emotions.

It is all the indomitable spirit and tenacity that has led to countless falls and rises on this land over the past five thousand years.

The angels in heaven seemed surprised that this ant could jump so high, and even more surprised that it dared to take the initiative to attack.

In its haste, it could only move its two bony wings horizontally in front of it in an attempt to block.

These bone wings are covered with the power of rules, and their hardness even exceeds that of neutron star matter.

But in the face of the concept of "Xingtian wielding his axe and shield" and the rule of "fierce will always prevails,"...

What is the hardness?

What kind of defense?

It's all tofu dregs!

"Snap—!!!"

A crisp sound echoed throughout the heavens and earth.

Then came the sound of fabric tearing.

Two crumbling, bone-like wings that blotted out the sky, as fragile as Orleans-style chicken wings from KFC.

The axe blade sliced ​​through the bone without any resistance.

Black divine blood gushed out like a waterfall.

Two enormous wings, carrying thousands of terrified screaming eyes, spun as they plummeted from the sky, crashing heavily into the sea and creating towering waves.

"Aaaaaah—!!!"

The angel let out a scream for the first time.

It was a high-frequency infrasound shriek that made people's eardrums ache.

In an instant, an unprecedented and uncontrollable emotion surged from the angel's heart.

It was afraid.

From the moment it arrived, it had always been high and mighty, regarding all living beings as ants. But now, in front of this headless barbarian, it finally felt a long-lost fear.

The rules have been broken.

Its "chaos" cannot corrupt the opponent's "fighting spirit".

Its "higher dimensions" cannot overwhelm the other party's "concepts".

run.

We have to run.

Something's wrong with this place, something's wrong with this civilization, this place with only billions of insects... there's something terrifying here!

Ignoring the excruciating pain of its broken wings, the angel flapped its remaining four wings wildly, its massive body transforming into a streak of black light as it tried to retreat back into the pale portal of light.

however.

It hadn't flown very far yet.

An outrageously large hand suddenly emerged from the side.

"Smack."

Xing Tian's large hand firmly gripped the angel's ankle.

It's like an eagle catching chicks.

Or perhaps an adult caught a child trying to skip school.

midair.

Zhao Tiezhu hovered at the heart of Xing Tian's Dharma Image. At this moment, his body was covered in a mixture of golden and crimson light, like a true god descending to earth.

He watched as the "god" desperately flapped its wings, trying to break free of its restraints. The giant mouth that his navel had transformed into opened wide, revealing an extremely honest yet chilling smile.

"Since we're already here..."

Zhao Tiezhu exerted sudden force, pulling the hundred-meter-tall deity back with his bare hands.

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

"We Longxia people are the most hospitable."

"Since we're here..."

The giant axe was raised high once more, its blade gleaming coldly, reflecting the angel's terrified faceless face.

"Let's leave our lives behind as a specialty!!"

boom--!!

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