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Once the two reached a certain altitude, Tru released his grip, and Hulk roared as he began to fall. The flying demons below him died instantly upon any glancing blow.

Halfway down, Hulk clenched his fists and began to gather his strength, releasing it all at the moment he was about to hit the ground.

Boom! A visible shockwave emanated from beneath Hulk's fists, spreading outwards as if an earthquake had struck the area.

However, this powerful and visually stunning earthquake and shockwave did not eliminate many of the demons.

After all, demons who are prone to dying in this way simply cannot break through the blockade of the Five Spirit Gods.

The futile effort only fueled Hulk's anger. He slumped his shoulders and charged towards the horde of demons, appearing at first glance like a green torpedo tearing through the air and skimming the ground as it hurtled towards them.

Snap... Boom...

The sounds of bones shattering and self-destruction echoed continuously, and Hulk's thrust knocked over a large portion of the demon horde.

Roar! ! !

Hulk leaped out of the corpses, unleashing his fury. The surrounding demonic blood stained his skin crimson, making him appear less human and more like a demon.

Hulk was roaring enthusiastically when he suddenly found himself flying. Looking up, he saw Tru, with a serious expression, lifting him up.

Before he could figure out what was happening, he heard two sonic booms. Immediately afterward, two shadows flew past him from below and crashed into him, creating two large craters.

The quick-thinking old man ran over and stuffed the dog talisman in his hand into the smoke and dust.

As the smoke and dust cleared, Li Xiaoyao was found kneeling on the ground, half of his body leaning against the broken sword. There was a terrifying bloody hole in his chest, and energy from the hole was spreading outwards.

Even with the dog charm, the injury only temporarily stabilized.

Next to Li Xiaoyao lay Zhao Ling'er, who had already fallen unconscious. Her body had returned to its original form, while Nuwa's true form had been completely destroyed in one blow.

Da da da…

Mephisto appeared before them, his body riddled with holes pierced by swords, light still shining through from both the front and back.

The intensity of the fighting in the center of the battlefield is evident from the injuries sustained by these individuals.

The surrounding barrier flickered a few times after Zhao Ling'er fell unconscious, then lost its momentum and was about to disappear.

"On my command! Everyone prepare for the assault! First objective! Protect our personnel!"

A roar echoed from the command center.

Mephisto continued walking towards Li Xiaoyao with a gloomy face.

The gap between legends is sometimes greater than the gap between ordinary people and legends.

Mephisto never imagined he would be so badly injured by an ordinary legend. Although he was now incarnate and suppressed by the world's consciousness, the gap between him and Li Xiaoyao could not be bridged by this limitation.

Hulk struggled violently in mid-air, breaking free from Tru's control, and then roared as he punched Mephisto.

Snapped!

Mephisto didn't even glance at him; a giant whip formed from condensed energy lashed Hulk away, sending him plunging deep into the ground.

"Hey, give me the rat charm."

A voice rang out beside the old man, and the old man turned his head sharply only to find that there was someone next to him at some point.

“I only want the Rat Talisman. You won’t refuse now, will you?” Valon said, looking at his father, his eyes glowing red, revealing his true identity.

The Holy Lord is very adept at taking advantage of people's misfortunes.

With a flick of his finger, the old man sent the Rat Talisman flying. He knew, of course, who wanted the Rat Talisman the most, but at this point, he could only accept the other party's opportunistic behavior.

After obtaining the Rat Talisman, Valon clutched it tightly in his palm, then turned and left, leaving behind a trail of shadows on the ground.

"That's all I can do for you. Hold on a little longer; I don't want to have a direct confrontation with him."

The suddenly appearing ghost legion immediately joined the battle, but they only blocked the ordinary demons and did not provoke Mephisto.

Roar! At this moment, Hulk crawled out from underground, a huge whip mark still visible on his green skin.

"Hey big guy, here you go!" Jackie Chan tossed the Ox Talisman to Hulk. The Ox Talisman's bonus was more effective against units with high strength.

Throughout this entire process, Mephisto did not interfere. He wanted to show these guys what the real gap was and what true despair was!

With the blessing of the Ox Charm, Hulk's power doubled, and the immense confidence that came with it made him charge forward and crash into Mephisto.

Mephisto stretched out his right hand and pressed it directly onto Hulk's body, forcing him back dozens of meters, but that was all.

"That's it?"

Mephisto exerted force with his right hand, his fingers piercing through Hulk's skin and crushing his bones, while at the same time, he punched Hulk in the chest with his left hand.

*Pfft!* Blood spurted from Hulk's back, and Hulk staggered a couple of times before collapsing at Mephisto's feet.

"Avalon's protection!"

A powerful voice rang out, and Mephisto realized that the distance between himself, Hulk, and the others had grown very, very long.

Artoria picked up the Hulk, who had transformed back into Bruce, and jumped to Li Xiaoyao's side.

She genuinely hadn't expected Mephisto to be able to beat Li Xiaoyao and the others so badly. By the time she realized what was happening, it was too late to set off, and she'd only just managed to catch up now.

"Hey, are you alright? Take a rest, he can't come in for the time being!" Artoria asked, helping Li Xiaoyao up.

Li Xiaoyao shook his head, opened his mouth and blood flowed out. He was too badly injured; the Avalonga Dog Talisman was only keeping him alive.

"He's broken the seal... Hell is corrupting this place; you can't withstand it..."

Before Li Xiaoyao could finish speaking, the elements in Avalon began to become disordered, and blood-red hues began to seep into the barrier.

“Take them with you, I’ll cover the rear,” Li Xiaoyao said calmly.

Sword Immortals do not have a condensed domain and their main attack methods are relatively limited, but there is a reason why they can become a legendary profession. It is not just because they are cool.

Today, Li Xiaoyao is going to show Mephisto what it means to have maximum attack power! No limit to the targets he can attack!

Throw against the current!

Two axes flew down from the sky. Mephisto took a step back, glanced up, and saw just another ant. These humans are even playing the "add fuel to the fire" tactic. How interesting.

Clang! Following the axe came a muscular, bearded man.

Olaf reached out and took the double axes that had returned to him, then slung them over his shoulder. “I recently passed through your blessed land, and the Heavenly Emperor asked me to bring you something.”

As they were talking, Olaf handed a small box to Li Xiaoyao.

A piecemeal tactic? No, we usually call on our parents whenever we have the chance, since the big boss, the Heavenly Emperor, is extremely protective of his own.

Chapter 163 The Weapon of Causality - The Book of Time (Bonus Chapter for Alliance Leader Qingheyue)

Mephisto stood still. The Heavenly Emperor—it sounded like a prestigious title, but he didn't sense any threat from the small box. Perhaps it was just a big name.

Li Xiaoyao took the box. Olaf tilted his head, also very curious. He had witnessed the power of his boss Zilean, but the Heavenly Emperor of the Heavenly Court was too mysterious. He was personally very curious.

The unremarkable box slowly opened, revealing only an ordinary book inside.

On the battlefield, none of the Shadow Legion soldiers who had been watching the show and taking sides were spared the moment the book appeared. The Holy Lord, who had just obtained the Rat Talisman in Hong Kong, didn't even dare to put it on.

Knowing exactly what the book was, the Holy Lord didn't say a word. He simply hung himself on the wall like a statue, hoping that people would be too busy to take him seriously and that he could get away with it.

Suddenly, a dazzling light burst forth from the book.

What a radiance it was! The sun's own light paled in comparison, and all people, all living beings, and even all things and all senses touched by this light were left with only the shadow of this book.

History of Time!

Four ancient characters lit up on the cover, and then the pages turned one by one in a very rhythmic manner.

Although it is impossible to see what is written inside, everyone can feel that it contains everything in this world, whether it is themselves or the universe. Every piece of information seems to be recorded in it without omission.

The onlookers were completely bewildered, and Mephisto, as the primary target, was even more so.

At Mephisto's level, the past has no meaning, the future has no meaning, there is only the present, so the history books of time only reflect the present.

However, this now encompasses an incredibly vast range, with Mephisto from Hell, Mephisto from Earth, Mephisto from other dimensions, and Mephisto from other planets converging at this moment.

Then, as the pages turned, threads of cause and effect began to emerge in this radiant world.

Mmm...

Mephisto could not resist the power from the depths of his heart, and in the blink of an eye, he revealed his true demonic form.

Those who manipulate fate and play with cause and effect will surely be punished accordingly!

Mephisto shouted in a complex and incomprehensible demonic language, expressing his emotions while seemingly reminding the Heavenly Emperor of the consequences of his actions.

After the feeble warning, a projection of the Hell dimension was projected from Mephisto's body. As the ruler of Hell, his fate was inextricably linked to the entire Hell dimension, which is why Mephisto dared to act so recklessly.

His immortality far surpasses that of figures like Dracula. As long as this dimension remains intact, he can never be truly killed. The only way to destroy everything about him is to destroy the entire Hell dimension as well.

Mephisto, who is never flustered, is now in this state because he knows that the Heavenly Emperor, who controls destiny and traverses cause and effect, can truly send him and Hell to Heaven together. Of course, this cannot be without a price. Cause and effect that disappears or increases out of thin air will eventually fall on the Heavenly Emperor, and the moment he can no longer bear it will be the moment he dies from cause and effect.

This is why it is said that those who manipulate cause and effect will inevitably be manipulated by cause and effect.

Mephisto stared nervously at the Book of Time before him. Just when he thought the Heavenly Emperor had given up, a nib of pen suddenly landed on the Book of Time, and the turning pages of the book stopped.

"Damn it! You lunatic! I'm done playing! Send me back to hell!" Mephisto roared, losing his composure.

The pen tip didn't stop because of his shout; instead, it moved even faster.

During this process, Mephisto could feel a causal thread on his body being pulled away from his body. He felt a little relieved, but he was not happy at all. When all these causal threads disappeared, whether they were repaid or severed, he would completely disappear from this world.

The situation was beyond repair, so Mephisto prepared to commit suicide to try and buy a little more time, hoping that the Heavenly Emperor might die prematurely during this period.

Halfway through his suicide attempt, Mephisto's vision shifted, and the oppressive force of the world's consciousness returned to him. This force, which he had previously loathed, now inexplicably pleased Mephisto. In any case, at least he wouldn't have to perish together with anyone.

Looking up in the direction of the enemy, Mephisto subconsciously took a step back, the Book of Time floating beside Li Xiaoyao, its pages closed.

Li Xiaoyao, who was originally seriously injured, now stood there unharmed, and the Jiuquan Sword in his hand had been restored from its broken state. Zhao Ling'er next to him held five Five Elemental Pearls in her palm and stared intently at Mephisto. The others who were either injured or exhausted had also recovered to their best condition.

Even the buildings around them that had been damaged in the battle looked like they did before the battle, as if the great battle that had just taken place was just an illusion.

Did he make such a big commotion just to save the person?

Mephisto paused for a moment, then performed a self-check, discovering that the Hell Pact that summoned the army of Hell within him was completely destroyed, leaving not a trace. Of course, the demons that died on Earth were not resurrected in Hell; they, along with the destruction itself, were erased.

In addition, all the gaps left by the previous invasions of Hell on Earth have been cleared, and Mephisto will need to re-communicate with the Hell dimension if he wants to descend again or return.

After performing two or three self-checks, Mephisto found nothing else besides these.

"Damn it! Your Heavenly Emperor is a madman!" Mephisto cursed directly.

Such a small matter requires such a massive effort? Is it fun to use a Star Destroyer to swat a mosquito?!