Star Iron: Imaginary numbers? Dude, I play with quantum reconstruction.

"Is this...watching a movie? Why are there subtitles?"

Before Qiong could think further, the man in the yellow robe in the scene moved.

"kill----!"

Hua Wu casually brushed away the sword energy aimed at him, "How about we change the lines? I simply divided your soul into five parts and made the other four parts do to you what you wanted to do to me."

"Why are you so rigid? Shouldn't you hate yourself? After all, you're the one tormenting yourself."

"You have indeed lost your dignity as the First King. But you have survived, haven't you? You have indeed played with yourself like a toy all day, but at least you were playing with yourself, weren't you?"

"Kill—!" At this moment, there was only one word in Fen Feng's mind, and it could only hold one word: kill!

He couldn't understand any of the information Hua Wu was trying to convey to him.

"It seems there's no hope of recovery. However, this sword energy does have a bit of a spatial slash feel to it."

Burning Wind's longsword plunged into the black hole in his hand, and then, the golden-glowing black hole expanded in an instant, and nothingness swallowed the entire Lost Soul Starfield.

Hua Wu narrowed his eyes slightly, and an invisible "bubble" appeared on his fingertip.

"That's a big game. I'm in! Let's see whose skill is better, a vacuum decay triggered at the quantum level."

Eight seconds after the black hole erupted, the superluminal vacuum decay triggered by Hua Wu followed.

Celestial bodies distorted by the gravity of a black hole instantly shatter into invisible particle structures the moment they come into contact with vacuum decay.

The golden black hole was gradually worn away, and even nothingness and destruction themselves were thinned out in this decay.

The black hole and the Big Decay were decided after 24 breaths. When the last bit of golden light was completely extinguished, the defeat of the Foehn Wind was already certain.

"Looks like you can't afford it." Hua Wu put one hand in his pocket, drawing the broken particles to his front, where they condensed into a straight blade of light.

"Since we've reached this level, there's no need to resort to wild, unrestrained punches. But... how can a theatrical performance be complete without action scenes that evoke emotion?"

The Fire Wind's consciousness was much clearer than before, and the flames of revenge had burned away the fuel, leaving only fiery embers.

Fenfeng's memory ended at the moment he was insulted by Sixiang, "You bastard... what did you do?!"

"You did nothing, it was all your own doing to yourself, little wildcat."

"Zheng—"

The clash of blades and swords scattered the remaining stardust around them.

"You despicable creature! I will kill both of you!"

The black longsword fell, but Hua Wu parried it and threw a handful of cards at Fen Feng's face.

"Two? Sorry, today's show is a two-person comedy routine. Four twos."

"Boom ha ha—!"

A strange laugh exploded along with the cards, and Fenfeng gained another memory that had been burned away; a dancing Nanook appeared in his mind.

"What?! What did you put in my head?"

"This is precious footage that I showed you from the beginning; I just wanted to remind you of it."

Amidst the flashing swords, Hua Wu threw down another hand of cards, "AA45A4, take it... these are the little things between you and Huanlong."

The spirit of the Fiery Wind began to tremble, and those memories he had abandoned were returning from the nothingness, from the ashes of destruction.

"You traitor... I won't let you succeed!"

The longsword, which was attached to his wrist, was twisted off by him as he plunged it into his ribs, and the broken blade pierced his skull.

Seeing Fenfeng's actions, Hua Wu was slightly surprised. After being humiliated like this, instead of breathing on him, he kept hurting himself?

"Hey, you don't think you can forget all this by destroying your brain, do you? Naive little wildcat."

"I don't need you to tell me! Wounded divine body, burn away everything I have, and I will grant you final 'destruction'!"

Behind Fenfeng, a pair of arms flowing with golden blood had already appeared.

Those jet-black, elbowless arms—without a doubt, they belong to Nanook! The arms of Nanook, the god of destruction!

The arm, spanning billions of miles, seemed poised to refine everything into burning golden blood.

“Your wounded divine body has been defeated! I will lose everything, but you will leave nothing behind.”

But at that moment, the straight longsword cleaved through the starry sky stained with gold.

Hua Wu casually pulled out Xi Qin's hairpin and said, "Usually, in scenes where the villain sacrifices themselves to unleash a killing move, the protagonist also has to make a sacrifice..."

"Pfft-"

The hairpin pierced his chest, and Hua Wu began to chant:

"Haunting my dreams... No, I've got it wrong."

"Flowers, trees, sky, breeze..."

Clouds, sun, rainbow, ocean...

"Beach, forest, pebbles, gravel..."

"The earth..."

foehn:?

He understood every word, but he couldn't understand what kind of operation it was.

“A dying struggle…” Golden flames erupted from his lower body, the price he paid for activating his divine form.

"No, I'm not done yet," Hua Wu chuckled, because he really couldn't hold back any longer.

"Basketball, numbers, chicken, 8..."

"Basketball, Mamba, snake, 24..."

"Basketball, elbow strike, helicopter..."

"Basketball, chicken bouillon, iced tea..."

"What can...I...say!"

After reciting the 8+24 divine words, Hua Wu burst into laughter: "Haha...hahaha!"

He raised his long sword high, and a strange helicopter appeared behind him, followed by a dazzling display of light, like the first flames of the Big Bang.

"Man—!"

The firelight flashed for only a moment, and after it appeared, a mecha in yellow and purple Mamba colors with the number 24 engraved on its chest appeared!

At this moment, Fenfeng had already noticed something amiss. It was a kind of superior suppression. When he saw the mecha's face, his perception was as if he had been elbowed by tens of thousands of giant elbows.

"What is this?!"

Before any reply could be received, the mecha had vanished in an instant.

One second...

Two seconds...

Three seconds...

Four seconds...

"That coward! Prepare to be buried with the Milky Way!"

The sacrifice of the Fiery Wind was almost complete; now, only his head remained.

"Destroy!"

In the moments before the entire universe was about to be destroyed, eight seconds after the mech disappeared! Mamba has returned!

"Man—!"

"what?!"

With speed exceeding visual range and an absolutely heavy elbow strike, Nanuk's hands had already unleashed the destruction of the galaxy the moment the elbow struck and collided with Foehn's head.

The moment the entire universe was engulfed in golden blood, a powerful elbow strike shattered that moment in time.

That was an elbow strike that could negate everything, as if everything were starting anew.

Just like Nanook getting burned by a lighter while urinating halfway through, it forcibly interrupted the process of destruction.

"Haha...hahahaha..."

He destroyed the most powerful High Overlord—the Burning Wind—in the most joyous place in the galaxy, and... he smiled.

Chapter 786 An Absolute Defeat

"Laugh out loud, one-quarter of Nanook, this is your limit. Be proud, in this theatrical performance, you have destroyed half of the treetops and made the roots of the universe tremble slightly."

"As the opening act of the war of gods, this seems sufficient."

"Not enough...not enough! The deathly pallor after everything has burned...the primordial emptiness...the existence in the deepest darkness...how can I possibly admit defeat to you, a traitor, again!"

Destructive golden blood flowed from beneath the head, and the body, destroyed for driving the divine form, was reborn.

The great king, who should have been destroyed, has been resurrected.

"You didn't expect that, did you... Since we've both been scarred by Nanook, we're both part of that destruction. Even if I don't want to admit it, we are already the wounds of destruction."

Hua Wu: ?

He frowned. Fen Feng was definitely drunk. The more he listened to what he was saying, the more something seemed off. "Why does what you're saying sound so strange to me?"

The Fiery Wind stretched its recovered body, "I will destroy you, or you will destroy me, I will lose nothing more!"

The flowing golden blood, thick as silk, slowly wove into a long sword.

Fenfeng swung his sword to the side, summoning his wounded divine body once more.

The longsword pierced the divine body, and the burning wind and the divine body were destroying each other.

"Will you be able to relax this time?"

Hua Wu had only one thought at this moment: Fen Feng had completely gone mad. At this moment, Fen Feng's actions were no less than using the gas from a gas cylinder to heat-cut the gas cylinder.

"Uh... Little wildcat, that's an insult to a corpse."

"My blasphemy against the God of Creation is not even a fraction as great as your blasphemy against me!!!"