The gods descend into reality

These two are too skilled in martial arts. Even though they are both injured now, it will take me a lot of time to capture them.

This period of time should have been enough for Nameless to catch up and attack him.

Therefore—

My initial target wasn't even these two people!

So from the very beginning, I concealed my true speed, all for this moment—

Absolutely lifeless gaze fixed on the nameless figure not far away.

There--

This was the very spot where Xiao Se and his two companions were standing.

If we're going to take hostages, these three are the best candidates!

That extremely beautiful woman in white.

He only exuded the aura of a third-rate martial artist; to him, a martial artist of that level was no different from an ordinary person.

Needless to say, the strangely dressed man next to the woman in white was also quite something.

With a weak and unsteady lower body, his body seemed like a soft porcelain vase that would shatter at the slightest touch. For an ordinary person who had never practiced martial arts to appear here was simply courting death!

The only slightly threatening person was the foreign woman in red standing close to the man. Although there was no indication that she was practicing any internal energy cultivation, the ornate longsword that was flaming gave him a sense of danger.

However, no god was confident in his indestructible golden body.

Not everyone is nameless, and not just anyone can break through your defenses!

Most importantly, these three came with Wuming, so their relationship must be quite good. If we can capture one of them, the initiative will be in our hands!

"Ha, Nameless, I've finally won a round against you today!"

When he thought of something funny, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Wuming, however, seemed completely stunned, making no unnecessary movements, not even trying to stop Jue Wushen, though his expression was somewhat strange.

"bring it on!"

Jue Wushen reached out and grabbed at Xiao Se.

"Hey~"

"Click~"

The sound of the crimson sword slicing through the air and the sound of the indestructible golden shield shattering came almost simultaneously. In an instant, Jue Wushen was sent flying at an even faster speed.

"I'm angry!"

A faint golden glow suddenly appeared in the originally dark dungeon, interspersed with magnificent murals, as if to transform the dungeon into another place.

"Build it!"

Chapter 13 Invites You to the Enchanting Golden Theater

"Build it, my towering skyscraper! Display your supreme radiance here!"

Witnessing my talent! Hearing thunderous applause! Feeling the glory of a ruler! Blooming like a flower! Open the curtain! Invite me to the golden theater that stirs the soul!

The colors of reality are fading.

As Nero chanted his incantation, a power entirely different from true energy filled the entire void.

Golden and luxurious buildings, red carpets, seemingly appearing out of thin air, slowly spread in the void. A building that seemed to have appeared only in mythology was slowly being constructed from the void.

The shock felt by everyone was just like that of ancient people seeing a spaceship.

miracle?

Illusion?

Fear?

disturbed?

A variety of emotions were expressed, but if I had to put it into words, it would be that my brain simply couldn't process this unimaginable capacity and crashed.

after all--

Even if Nameless displayed such divine, almost immortal-like skills, it was still within acceptable limits, since it could still be explained by martial arts. But the scene before him—

Looking at the golden theater that was slowly taking shape, a creation of the void!

To be able to perform martial arts to this extent, one must be a god!

Not only were the others shocked, but even Wuming was stunned at this moment.

Nameless didn't know much about Nero, but he could sense an extreme sense of danger emanating from him. So when Godless was about to capture Xiao Se, Nameless didn't rush to his rescue.

But I never expected that the first move would be so powerful!

This... is something that only immortals can do, not mortals!

The dangerous aura that Nero had sensed earlier reached its peak when this palace-like building was revealed to the world. Not only did he feel as if he was under some kind of pressure, but the speed at which his internal energy circulated also began to slow down.

It was as if they were under some kind of terrifying suppression.

That's not all.

Because of the existence of the Heavenly Sword Realm, one maintains a mysterious connection with heaven and earth, and every move can influence the power of heaven and earth. This is the Heavenly Sword!

But at this moment, Wuming could clearly feel that his connection with heaven and earth was becoming weaker, and this weakness was even intensifying as the golden theater gradually unfolded.

It's as if you're being forcibly pulled from one world to another.

This sense of disharmony made Wuming very uncomfortable, and he even had an urge to smash the building with all his might. However, he quickly suppressed this urge, thinking that the other party should not harm his people in any way.

Why not take a look?

If we say that Wuming is relatively calm.

After the other martial artists came to their senses, all they felt was endless terror!

His internal energy was suppressed to an extremely low level, and his entire body seemed to be suppressed by a special pressure, making him completely unable to exert any strength.

Suddenly.

A red figure appeared in everyone's eyes.

She stood right in the center of the stage, yet she seemed to become the center of everyone's attention.

It was as if she were the supreme ruler.

The sun, moon, and stars revolve because of her.

The world revolves around her.

Its supreme majesty emanates, inspiring an urge to bow down and worship.

"I am Nero Claudius, the Roman Emperor. State your name."

Nero opened his mouth.

Although it was still that very soothing voice, at this moment the same voice seemed to carry an unparalleled majesty.

emperor?!

This is not something an ordinary person can claim!

However, at this moment, everyone looked at this sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl and, although they felt it was absurd, the aura she exuded made everyone inexplicably feel that what she said was true.

"Cough cough, cough cough~"

Jue Wushen struggled to his feet, then spat out a mouthful of blood.

Is this woman's strength some kind of monster in human skin?!

Not only did the sword shatter his indestructible golden body, but his internal organs also suffered unimaginable damage from that attack, even with the powerful physique forged by his indestructible golden body.

If it were an ordinary person, even just that one blow would probably have killed them right here.

Not to mention this strange place that suddenly appeared.

The god of no god looked at Nero in horror, then realized that Nero was looking in his direction, and instinctively shrank back.

Although the other party didn't act strangely, at this moment Jue Wushen could clearly sense that the other party was very angry.

It's true that there's absolutely no divine sense involved.

Nero was very angry.

I was initially quite happy to come to this world of turmoil, after all, the performer had become the same age as me in this world, what could be more joyful than that?

As for the battle between Nameless and Godless.

It can only be described as a pastime for casual entertainment.

only--

Performers should act like performers. Those who fantasize about jumping onto the stands and harming the audience deserve to die!

To harm a musician is something that deserves to be hanged, even just thinking about it.

Despite his rage, Nero still inquired about the other party's name, arguing that even the most despicable person deserved to state their identity.

"Very well, since you are unwilling to reveal your names, then let me grant you sinners a dignified exit with my Golden Theater!" Nero said, and the next moment a red figure jumped out.

"What are you standing there for? Charge! All of you, charge!" Wu Shen roared.

Scared!

Although it was just a brief exchange, Wushen was genuinely afraid of the woman before him, even more so than he was afraid of Wuming.

After all, Wuming Qiang's strength lay in his swordsmanship, which was not without its patterns. However, this woman broke through his strongest defense with a casual strike, which was tantamount to trampling his pride on the ground.

How could I not be afraid?!

Upon hearing this, the subordinates standing behind him hesitated for a moment before mustering their courage and rushing forward.

Blood flowers bloomed like roses.

Standing to the side, Xiao Se watched this scene and had to admit that even Nero's killing posture was beautiful.

Like a butterfly fluttering among flowers, elegant and beautiful.

The Primal Flame easily grazed the necks of these warriors; Nero's movements were not fast.