What kind of magic? This is called cultivating immortality!

Magic, immense strength, self-healing, super speed... he possesses abilities from various systems, making him practically an all-rounder.

Is this what a magical girl should be like?

In his understanding, this was completely illogical.

Whether they are magical girls, witches, or their divine messengers, everyone's abilities have a fixed bias.

Just like a support character whose magical abilities will inevitably revolve around buffs and healing, and cannot be characterized by bursts of destructive power, similarly, a person with great strength will inevitably have all their abilities revolving around that strength.

But the person in front of me, who was almost like a monster, completely broke the limitations of these universal rules.

He became an all-rounder with no weaknesses.

Dozens of scorching light spears ultimately failed to stop his advance.

Behind Zhong Hui, the sunlight and shadows swirled, and his steps were as swift as the wind, instantly closing the distance between them.

By the time the celestial phenomena realized what was happening, the person was already right there.

A fierce and domineering straight punch slammed into his face, terrifying beyond compare, as if it wanted to crush everything in its way.

The celestial phenomenon was greatly shaken. Almost instinctively, it gathered the light from the entire area, layering it to create a solar shield in front of it.

"Boom!"

Like a thunderclap, the solar shield trembled violently, and countless condensed rays of light collapsed and scattered, returning to the world.

Fortunately, the punch was eventually blocked.

Tianxiang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The destructive power of that attack was terrifying. If he hadn't had a shield to block it and had relied solely on his body, which had been tempered by magic, to withstand it, he would have suffered unimaginable injuries.

He didn't have the same abnormal ability as the other party to heal his injuries on his own.

Zhong Hui was unconcerned about having his punch blocked. He combined the Dou Zi Secret Technique with the Heavenly Emperor Fist, increasing its power several times over, and continued to bombard the Sunlight Shield relentlessly.

This powerful attack naturally came at a high price, with its magic power being consumed at an alarming rate.

Don't forget, he himself possesses a tragic seed of a seven-star witch. Now that he's only at three stars, no matter how much power he uses, he can't possibly drain the seed of sorrow.

The system says, "[It feels a bit wasteful... but after killing so many, the haul seems pretty good...]"

Tianxiang hurriedly reinforced the shield, but then he suddenly realized that some of his magic power seemed to be suppressed.

what happened?

In that instant, he noticed the large sun floating behind Zhong Hui. He had thought it was just an ordinary decoration, but now it seemed to have unimaginable effects.

"boom"

At this point, the shield could no longer hold back and completely collapsed.

As the celestial phenomena watched in horror, a terrifying gust of wind from the fist suddenly swept towards them.

Chapter 137 The Great War Ends, Order's True Identity

There was no way to avoid the celestial phenomenon, and there was no time to defend against it. All they could do was watch helplessly as the fist drew closer and closer, growing larger and larger in their field of vision, before finally slamming into their face.

"boom!"

The celestial phenomenon's entire face collapsed instantly, and its body flew out like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the barrier's light shield before bouncing to the ground.

However, he was, after all, a five-star divine messenger, whose physical body had long been tempered by magic to an extraordinary level, so he was not so easily killed by a single punch.

But this one blow completely shattered his courage. Tianxiang lost all will to fight and quickly got up, running away into the distance without looking back.

"Trying to run? Leave your life behind!"

Zhong Hui flashed, transforming into a streak of rainbow light as he pursued closely.

Tianxiang was running at full speed, knowing full well that this was no game and that if he was caught, he would surely die.

Zhong Hui took a single step that covered a hundred meters, relentlessly pursuing him from behind, the distance between them shrinking ever closer.

In the chaotic and brutal battlefield, the two chased each other, one fleeing and the other chasing, neither able to escape.

The two were getting closer and closer.

"Damn! What did this guy eat to grow up like that? His speed is illegal!"

In the midst of their frantic escape, Tianxiang suddenly noticed another divine messenger fleeing in panic ahead.

A wicked thought suddenly sprouted in his mind.

"Li Qiang!"

Suddenly, the celestial phenomenon let out a loud shout.

Li Qiang, who was fleeing for his life, stopped in his tracks upon hearing the sound. Before he could see what was happening, a pair of large hands suddenly reached out, grabbed his body, and flung him backward.

Having done all this, the celestial phenomenon immediately changed direction and fled rapidly to the other side.

Li Qiang, who was thrown into the air, was stunned for a moment. Then, when he realized that the person who made the move was Tianxiang, his eyes lit up and a warm feeling welled up in his heart.

He subconsciously believed that the celestial phenomenon was a deliberate cover for his escape.

In this materialistic world where everyone is only concerned with themselves, there are still such good people who sacrifice themselves to save others.

Tianxiang is truly an honest and kind person!

Ahead, Zhong Hui stared at the figure that suddenly flew over, its back exposed, motionless in the air. His expression was slightly strange, and he raised his hand and threw a punch.

"boom……"

Blood splattered, and Li Qiang died on the spot!

The celestial being, who was fleeing for his life, turned around and saw this scene, and was completely stunned.

He originally planned to use Li Qiang's help to stall for a dozen seconds, and then take the opportunity to find a place to hide again. But this idiot didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't move at all. He was punched into fireworks and didn't have any restraining effect at all.

It was unbelievable... Tianxiang was so angry that his chest trembled, and he didn't know how to curse anymore.

He now completely understood that, apart from himself, there seemed to be no normal person on the side of the divine messengers.

They're either unintelligent, disloyal, or excessively arrogant...

He suppressed his rage, quickly scanned the entire scene, changed direction, and rushed towards the direction where the three god-kings were gathered.

Right now, that's the only relatively safe area on the entire battlefield.

The siege launched by the Mandate of Heaven is slowly coming to an end. The army of hundreds of divine messengers has suffered heavy losses, with only about twenty people remaining. They are all panicking and desperately trying to find some solace by huddling together in the direction of the God-King.

Seeing this, Zhong Hui abandoned his solo pursuit and turned back to catch up with the main force.

All the magical girls simultaneously surrounded and quickly tightened their formation, forming an impenetrable encirclement that trapped all the remaining divine messengers in the center.

"Your Majesty, what do we do now?!"

"Yes, you'd better make a decision quickly, or we'll be completely wiped out today!"

"Should we... give up the resistance?"

"Don't be afraid, the God will surely descend with divine intervention and kill all these magical girls!"

"..."

The remaining divine messengers were terrified and completely panicked, chattering incoherently. In their desperate situation, instead of seeking help within themselves, they chose to place their only hope for survival in the vague and uncertain external world.

None of the three god-kings spoke.

In the previous battle, they were both being overwhelmed by their opponents, and now they are all seriously injured and can barely protect themselves. What good can they possibly do?

As for the divine master?

From the start of the war until now, that supreme being has never appeared. Perhaps from the moment they left the divine realm, they had already become abandoned pawns...

Liu Caiwei raised her hand to signal, and all the magical girls stopped in their tracks.

The two sides were only ten meters apart. None of the hundreds of magical girls were injured or killed. They were eyeing each other fiercely, their fighting spirit soaring. With just one command, they would annihilate the remaining divine messengers.

The divine messenger that threatened humanity's survival has met its end today.

Liu Caiwei stepped forward, slightly raised her head, and said with undisguised contempt, "This is your last chance. Those who put their hands behind their heads and squat down will be spared for now. Those who resist will die! I don't have that much patience. I'll give you thirty seconds to consider."

The entire place was deathly silent, with only the howling of the wind.

The magical girls behind her had subtle expressions. Combining Liu Caiwei's demeanor and words, they had a feeling that even though they were the ones who were eliminating the evildoers, the scene now seemed to be the villains forcing the good guys to surrender.

In contrast, the divine messengers within the encirclement were all wounded, covered in blood, their faces pale and sorrowful, their eyes filled with resentment and lingering attachment. Crimson blood dripped continuously from their wounds, staining the ravaged land beneath their feet.

Like a hero at the end of his rope.

The next second, the three god-kings exchanged a glance, their magic power boiling and burning, and the remaining divine messengers all responded, their fighting spirit boiling.

I'd rather die than surrender!

"Twenty seconds left!" Liu Caiwei counted down like the Grim Reaper.

The magical girls' eyes widened, their lips twitched, and their sense of unease grew stronger. "Are you kidding me? Who's the villain here?!"

Order, clad in a tattered black robe and covered in blood, glanced around at the only remaining divine messengers beside him.

Surrounded by powerful enemies, with the barrier sealing off their escape route, the outcome is already decided; death is inevitable today.

With a clear understanding of the situation, even when trapped in a deadly predicament, there was no fear on his face, only a calm and resigned expression.

He suddenly sighed, not out of fear of death, but out of some regret.

After a life of ups and downs, he went astray in his youth, was framed and imprisoned, but was appreciated by the God and promoted beyond his station, gaining extraordinary power.

To repay the kindness shown to him, he was determined to expand the territory of his lord and let the glory of God spread throughout the world, but he never expected that he would die before he could achieve his goal.

Less than ten days after leaving the divine kingdom, the entire divine messenger camp inexplicably came to its end.

When human power truly has its limits, everything is simply the will of Heaven.

An overwhelming sense of frustration and resentment surged within him, and Order almost wanted to roar to the heavens, but ultimately suppressed it all.

Now that things have come to this, there's no point in complaining or blaming others; the only option is to fight to the death and uphold our last shred of integrity.

"Ten seconds left!"

Order gripped the broken blade in his hand, his ferocity surging. He looked at the layers of powerful enemies ahead, then at his brothers standing shoulder to shoulder behind him, and laughed loudly: "Though I die today, I, Li Heihu, am triumphant! My brothers are triumphant too!"

"Fight to the death, never surrender! We'll live and die together!"