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"This won't reveal anything." Zhao Hao thought for a moment, then said, "Come on, Orochi!"

Because he had personally fought against the Yamata no Orochi, Zhao Hao was able to create a near-perfect illusion of the Silver Orochi in his dreams.

"100% muscle strength!"

Zhao Hao's body began to swell, his muscles undulating rapidly like wriggling snakes.

"Ahhhhh!" Zhao Hao couldn't help but roar, because the transformation was still a bit painful.

Three seconds later, Zhao Hao had transformed into a muscular giant standing 8 meters tall. Every muscle was bulging terrifyingly!

Because the Toguro brothers were already yokai, their physical forms were not human-like; they only had a rough human shape, and their muscle structure did not conform to human anatomy at all.

However, power is real and undeniable.

Zhao Hao clenched his fist suddenly, and there was a loud "bang" sound.

It was just popping the air in my palm~

Zhao Hao flicked his finger, producing a sonic boom.

With a loud bang, a burst of vacuum energy shot out, piercing and shattering a boulder with a diameter of two meters more than thirty meters away.

The power of that snap of the fingers has reached the level of an anti-material sniper rifle!

Zhao Hao's body was far stronger than Toguro's in his normal state, not to mention the added benefit of his spiritual energy.

He carefully assessed the situation and thought, "It seems there's still room for improvement!"

"Muscle strength 120%, open! Ahhhhhh!"

The surging spiritual energy, like a towering shockwave, crushed the ground within a radius of several meters beneath Zhao Hao's feet, shooting straight into the sky!

He transformed into a 15-meter-tall muscular giant, his shoulder muscles expanding uncontrollably, stretching out like the canopy of a giant tree. He looked like a rugged and ferocious desolate mountain, incredibly terrifying and majestic!

"Overbearing Divine Skill - Thirteen Iron Wedding Gowns!" *Buzz*

Zhao Hao's body turned into a gleaming, iron-black color.

Layers of spiritual energy spread from Zhao Hao's body and surged outwards, causing visible ripples in the air due to the vibrations of the spiritual energy.

Crack! Crack! Crack! The surrounding earth and rocks were shattered by this terrifying shockwave.

"Magnetic field rotation of 30 horsepower!"

Countless bolts of lightning appeared on Zhao Hao's body, flashing incessantly. A massive dark cloud, covering tens of kilometers, appeared in the sky, spinning endlessly, with lightning churning and roaring within it.

The earth began to crack, and countless stones of all sizes began to float against gravity.

Under Zhao Hao's control, countless bolts of lightning struck down, densely hitting Zhao Hao's body.

However, the bolts of lightning could only create wisps of smoke on his body, unable to break through the spiritual energy barrier, the Thirteen Iron Wedding Gown shield, or Armament Haki...

"We need to intensify our efforts! Bomb them!"

The seemingly endless dark clouds in the sky gathered into a ball, and the next second, a huge bolt of lightning, seven or eight meters in diameter, fell like a waterfall!

"Boom boom boom~" The giant thunder waterfall seemed to fall endlessly.

The ground shattered completely, creating a giant crater hundreds of meters in diameter.

The entire dream was shaking violently; this was the dream's limit. If the attack continued like this, the dream wouldn't be able to hold on!

That was enough; Zhao Hao's defenses were broken, and he began to take damage.

But after enduring so much damage, he has accumulated a very high level of regeneration, and his recovery speed is extremely fast. He can recover from an injury that would normally take a hundred years.

That's enough!

Zhao Hao looked at the Yamata no Orochi in the distance. At this moment, the illusion of the Yamata no Orochi was also activated, with its eight heads watching this unusual enemy warily.

"Pegasus Cloth!" A magnificent suit of silver and red armor instantly appeared on Zhao Hao's body, which was several meters tall.

With the steel wingspan behind the Pegasus Cloth, Zhao Hao felt that even the flow of time slowed down.

Zhao Hao used a flash step to appear in front of the unsuspecting Yamata no Orochi, grabbed it, and leaped up, shouting, "Smash it!"

"Boom!" Zhao Hao carried the entire Yamata no Orochi into the sky, then slammed it hard into the earth, causing the entire area to collapse as if the ground had caved in.

The dream was no longer just shaking; large cracks had appeared in the sky!

But it's not over yet!

"Universe Burst - Heaven-Opening Fist - Deliberate Bombardment - Infinite Mechanics Fist Technique: Multiple Illusion Attacks - Mechanical Xingyi Fist: Tunneling Machine!"

A giant tunnel boring machine made of psionic energy appeared, large enough to be thirty meters in diameter!

Moreover, the tunnel boring machine leaves multiple afterimages, which can cause repeated damage!

Just as the True Damage Psionic Shield Machine was about to approach the Yamata no Orochi, which was being smashed into a pile of mangled flesh, "whoosh!" The cracks in the entire world connected and then shattered.

Zhao Hao came to his senses and found himself back in the first layer of the dream world.

The dream within a dream I just created shattered because it was burdened with pressure that I shouldn't have to bear at my age...

However, Zhao Hao was also aware of his own strength. Although he certainly couldn't kill the Yamata no Orochi instantly, he could keep suppressing it and beating it mercilessly!

Chapter 464 Having a Child?

Awesome! I'm fucking awesome right now!

Zhao Hao was overjoyed!

If I was undefeated in Bronze before, I'm now a pseudo-Silver.

Moreover, they are pseudo-silver warriors with strong combat abilities, no less than true silver warriors, but whose rank is not high enough.

If this were placed in Greek mythology, it would be comparable to Hercules before his death!

The ace henchman of the gods, a double-flower red stick.

Everyone knows Hercules, right? After his death, he rose from a peak Bronze-level demigod hero to become Hercules.

It's a pity, because it was an elevation after death, equivalent to a bit of the true spirit of the Celestial Empire being listed on the Investiture of the Gods, it's impossible for it to go any further.

Unlike physical ascension to sainthood, which still allows for further progress, it naturally poses no threat to the status of the twelve Olympian gods... Hmm? Could there be a story behind this?

Forget it, let's not talk about that.

Back to Heracles, how amazing was he? It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him the greatest hero of Greece.

As everyone knows, he completed the twelve trials, became the top fighter, and even helped the Titans of Olympus defeat the giants born of Gaia.

In that battle, the gods praised Hercules's illustrious achievements.

Zeus called the gods who participated in the battle "Olympians," a title for the brave.

Only two mortals have received this glorious title: Dionysus, the god of wine, and Hercules, the god of strength.

Of course, there are many more stories about Hercules, but the one Zhao Hao could immediately recall was another story that the old snakeskins all liked.

There is a story about a king who greatly admired Hercules and had all 50 of his daughters serve him.

That night, Hercules slept with 49 of them (one of whom was too shy to comply).

Nine months later, all 49 women gave birth to sons, and two of them even had twins.

Yes, as expected of Hercules, miracles happen with great strength!

Zhao Hao decided to follow in the footsteps of the pioneers and strive for miracles!

"Nanaya, what are you doing?" Zhao Hao walked up behind Nanaya Saki with a slight smile and gently hugged her from behind.

Nanaya Saki was sitting at her desk writing something.

Zhao Hao craned his neck to take a look: "Hey, Qi Ye's writing a novel! I'm pretty good at that, why don't you come find me?" His hands, however, were already wandering off.

Nanaya Saki couldn't continue writing, blushed, put down her pen, and simply asked Zhao Hao to see how well she had written.

Zhao Hao took a closer look, and his extraordinary perception and mental attributes allowed him to read ten lines at a glance.

The smile on his face gradually disappeared, and finally it was captioned as "Old man on the subway.jpg".

"Ahem...uh...I haven't explored this genre before. I can't offer any advice. You should figure it out yourself. Writing a novel is such a wonderful thing, go ahead and write, I won't bother you anymore!"

Zhao Hao tiptoed out of the house.

Oh my god! Liu Bei is nothing compared to Qi Ye's hobbies, writing about this is perfectly normal.

The problem is, it's a yuri (lesbian) story!! ? ?

Wait a minute! Is there some mistake somewhere?

Zhao Hao recalled that during this period, Elena and Nanaya Saki got along very well, and even slept in each other's arms.

He was actually quite happy, enjoying the blessing of having two wives.

Looking at it now, could it be that... even though it's a novel about three people, I still haven't gotten any plot?

Zhao Hao went to Elena's study, where she was also writing.

Could he be writing a novel too?!

I quietly walked over, craned my neck to take a look, and oh wait, there were several thick reference books next to me.

This is definitely not a novel!

Zhao Hao is very skilled at writing novels.

Don't talk to me about structure or outline, just open Word and get to work. (The following phrases appear to be unrelated and possibly from different sources: "Becoming a hot young model at a club, failing and then becoming a young model herself!")

What reference books do I need?!

"What are you doing, sneaking around behind me? Trying to scare me?" Elena said without turning her head.

I don't know when, but Elena has already reached Iron 4-star, even though she hasn't had any training or battles.

That's rising very quickly!

Moreover, her perception was truly remarkable. Although Zhao Hao hadn't tried to conceal his aura, he was still a Bronze 4-star, someone that ordinary Iron-level cultivators couldn't detect. Yet, Elena discovered him with remarkable ease.

Zhao Hao leaned in gently, playing with her smooth, black hair. "How could that be? Wasn't I just afraid of bothering you?"

He put his arm around Elena's head and let her lean against him.

Elena also put down her pen and closed her eyes to rest.

"What are you writing?"