Inner Destroyer

　He saw through everything. He already knew the immense power of this scythe and how to resist it.

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　——Until he saw Qi Xing’s arm swung violently.

　——The golden sickle was actually thrown away by Qi Xing!

　Instantly, the scythe whirled through the air, its golden trail piercing the night sky like a comet, as if imbued with soul and will. It leaped through the air and slashed down on Black Spartacus!

　His eyes were instinctively drawn to the scythe that contained infinite divine power, but at the same moment, his pupils suddenly contracted as he suddenly realized—

　——Qi Xing’s real killer move has never been the divine weapon and power suddenly given to him by the power of “silver coins”.

　Who in their right mind would place their confidence and trump card on a new cheat that was just delivered a few days ago? And it was given to them by an idiotic evil god!

　What Qi Xing believed in was always himself!

　The golden figure disappeared behind the giant scythe.

　Black Spartacus launched a flying kick, sending the scythe, which had come at Qi Xing's command, flying back. But it was too late.

　"I will unite my true energy with the creation of heaven and earth."

　Qi Xing's figure flashed by like lightning, so fast that even the gods couldn't catch up. Brilliant lightning burst out from his palm, transforming into a lightning blade.

　"Cut off all evil, exterminate all spirits—hurry up and obey the command!"

　His ultimate move had already been unleashed in the enemy's momentary misjudgment.

　The Thunderfire Sword swept out, like a thunder dragon charging down, like a divine retribution descending upon the world. The sword's energy ripped through the void, so fast that even light was cut through.

　The strong wind exploded on "Black Spartacus" and the voodoo illusion roared, but nothing could be stopped.

　The sword light has arrived.

　The lightning sword slammed into Black Spartacus' chest. He lowered his head, only to see a golden sword mark tearing through his solid muscles.

　"sharp."

　A strange smile appeared on the corner of Black Spartacus's mouth, as if it was surprise, and as if it was excitement.

　But Qi Xing showed no mercy. He activated lightning and fire, which exploded along his wounds, and blew the black man's body in half right from the middle of his chest!

　ended?

　For some reason, Qi Xing didn't feel the reality of defeating the real "Silver Coin Messenger" for the first time.

　Despite all his hard work, he still felt that... the "feeling" of his strikes was not right.

　The giant sickle flew back to Qi Xing, emitting a barely audible buzzing warning.

　He put some distance between them again and looked back at his enemy.

　The black man's flesh, torn apart by the lightning and fire, was trembling.

　The charred flesh and blood turned into black smoke and dissipated. The lightning went out and the wound healed in an instant!

　No, it wasn't healing. It was more like the wound had never existed.

　The body of "Black Spartacus" seemed to be just an illusion, and all the damage was just a reflection on the lake, wiped away by the ripples, leaving no trace.

　"Excellent, fellow. Your martial arts are indeed superior to my war dance! In a head-on fight, I probably can't defeat you today."

　He raised his arms and praised Qi Xing generously, his momentum increasing instead of decreasing.

　"Unfortunately, I also have my own strengths."

　The corners of his mouth curled up in a defiant arc, and he slowly opened his arms, declaring an absolute fact—

　"I am actually immortal."

　Qi Xing finally frowned. This wasn't right. Where on earth could this mythical power come from?

　041: Box weapons are actually scary

　Five minutes later, Qi Xing killed "Black Spartacus" three more times.

　The first time, he used the Thunderfire Sword to slice the black man in half vertically—the result was no different. The left and right halves of his body were completely severed by the lightning blade, and the flames seared the torn wounds. However, in a mere moment, the black man's body disintegrated into a puff of black smoke, blown away by the strong wind. Then, like a shadow reflected on the surface of a lake, it twisted gently, became hazy, and then condensed again.

　Not to mention his body, even the creases on his pants were exactly the same as before, as if Qi Xing's slash had never happened.

　The second time, Qi Xing admitted that his ultimate thunder technique might not be enough. So he raised his golden scythe and chopped off the head of "Black Spartacus" with one blow.

　The scorching sunfire tore through his flesh, splitting diagonally through his spine until his entire body exploded.

　However, before the flames died down, everything around him suddenly began to retreat. Sparks in the air flowed backwards, flying dust settled into its place, blood flowed back into the big black man's body, and even the knife marks were pulled back to their original state by an invisible force.

　Time-related powers? No way?

　Qi Xing had killed the time magician once, and this time felt different.

　The third time, Qi Xing used a thunderous punch to completely blow up the head of "Black Spartacus", dug out his heart, and crushed it!

　But it was no use. The black man's shattered flesh spun in the air like countless shattered mirrors, each one reflecting his confident smile. The next moment, Qi Xing blasted and burned all the flesh. But a completely intact, black, muscular figure still slowly emerged from the mirror, unscathed and unbroken.

　It was so fucking weird. Qi Xing felt like he was punching nothing, like punching air.

　In this case, someone might say, "Aren't there plenty of ways to make life worse than death in this pornographic world when dealing with immortality?"

　Indeed, but only if one can grasp, control, and restrain it.

　After Qi Xing used the power of the silver coin to transform, his fighting power surpassed that of "Black Spartacus". Before the black man finished his war dance and fully exerted his power, he would be hit by Qi Xing's lightning-fast punch.

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　interrupt.

　Now Qi Xing could kill him three times in five minutes, leaving Black Spartacus completely unable to fight back—but that didn't mean Qi Xing could just pin the black man to the ground and fuck him at will. There was still a huge gap.

　The black man was no longer able to effectively hit Qi Xing. However, Qi Xing still needed to block and dodge. Furthermore, he couldn't effectively kill the black man no matter what.

　The battle situation was somewhat stalemate for a while.

　A stalemate means that the situation is starting to become boring.

　"That's all for today."

　So, just when Qi Xing was considering whether to try the judgment power of "Osiris", the black man suddenly spoke.

　"My war dance is indeed not as good as yours. I admit my inferiority in this respect and have learned a lot."

　He was clapping and laughing at the same time.

　"But Master Leipu, you're holding onto the silver coin too tightly. Only those who can't understand their own desires need to fear losing control of the silver coin. It's not an external object at all; it's your inner self."

　Qi Xing had chopped him in half twice, and had his head blown off once. And yet he was still laughing!

　"What did that magic purist say? 'The essence of magic is to do what you will.' You used silver coins to build armor to protect yourself, and then used your fists to blast out divine power—it's powerful, but it lacks elegance."

　While laughing, he even commented on Qi Xing's skills. It was as if he was judging some kind of music talent show.

　"To be true to one's desires is to be a 'Silver Messenger'. Next time, I hope to see more of your self-expression."

　After saying that, "Black Spartacus" turned and left.

　How could Qi Xing just let him get away like this? Even if he couldn't kill him, he had to be caught first!

　Infusing the power of the silver coin of "Domination" into his lips and tongue, Qi Xing stretched out his hand and aimed his sword finger at the target, locking his aura, and opened his mouth to chant: "Stop!"

　Forbidden Laws used Qi to establish a restrictive law, controlling a designated target. Qi Xing used the "Dominate" silver coin to push it, and the laws of the universe immediately drove his Qi to surge forth endlessly, ready to suppress "Black Spartacus"—

　——However, these true energies did not touch anything and did not catch anything.

　——It was as if Qi Xing had designated a wrong target.

　It was as if he was playing a game and used his control skills on an illegal unit.

　"Black Spartacus" has disappeared into thin air.

　"Tsk."

　The golden skeleton knight armor turned into particles, peeled off from Qi Xing's body, and returned to his silver coins.

　He didn't lose, but it was hardly a win either.

　Although he managed to repel the enemy, he became even more anxious.

　Is this what it feels like to fight the Silver Messenger?

　Or was it because his enemy had guessed what he was thinking?

　-

　The thick white rain continued to fall.

　Starting from the University of Rome, it spread to the whole of Rome, getting bigger and bigger.

　At this stage, this thick white slurry can be quickly drained away by Rome's excellent sewer system. Moreover, the Tiber River is in the center of Rome, so it is not so easy to flood.

　But if this rain continues to fall endlessly, I am afraid that sooner or later there will be a flood.

　Vatican City has its own independently operated exorcism barrier, and the thick white rain has not yet penetrated it.

　Having said that, when Qi Xing brought the people from the "association" headquarters in the gourd to move here, every corner of the city was still filled with an indescribable atmosphere of tension.

　In the hall, the holy image in front of the altar cast a long shadow, and the priests were praying in a low voice, their eyes full of worry.

　In the corridor, the Swiss Guards had solemn expressions on their faces as they hurriedly inspected every corner of the city, including the city walls, to ensure that the fear and chaos from the outside world did not spread into Rome's last sacred fortress.

　Although Qi Xing saw many people coming and going with anxious expressions...but then again, he really didn't know what they were doing, or even what they were talking about.

　Fortunately, there are only about three or four hundred people in Vatican City on ordinary days, so no matter how tense the situation is, it won't be too chaotic.

　Only after Qi Xing released Elaine and other exorcists from the "Association" from the gourd did Father Amos hurried over with a worried look on his face to meet them.

　Father Amos was currently devastated for two reasons—he had to finish his final shift before he could resign. After all, he was probably responsible for half of this mess, so he had to clean up his own mess. Who could have imagined that this final shift would cause such a commotion?

　But no matter what, he was still happy from the bottom of his heart to see Qi Xing and Elaine return safely, and even bring back most of the people in the "Association" headquarters alive.

　"Stop talking nonsense." Qi Xing asked directly, "Amos, how much intelligence do you know?"

　He looked a little unhappy.

　Father Amos opened his mouth, wanting to speak but for a moment being speechless.

　There is really too much to say this time.

　"Let me start with the current situation."

　He sighed and took Qi Xing and Elaine to the lounge next to the Sistine Chapel.

　After all, even if there was no rain in the barrier, they couldn't stand at the entrance of the square and talk about serious matters.

　The first thing to talk about is of course the current overall situation.

　"It's raining all over Rome now, a strange white slime rain. This rain is addictive and produces effects similar to psychedelic anesthetics. And everyone who gets caught in it will

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　, will become black people who can only speak Creole French."

　"Not only that, this rainstorm is extremely heavy. Some streets have already started to flood. People who are exposed to too much rain will not only become addicted and turn black, but also..."

　In other words, all those people who were drowned in █ ...

　"Both men and women will ██."

　When Father Amos said this, even the expression on his face became very frightened.

　██, that is to say, more people will be produced.

　Honestly, this was easy to predict. When Qi Xing first heard about this African myth of creation, he had a vague idea this might happen.

　But whether it can be guessed in advance or not, it is still an extremely terrifying thing.

　If someone outside the matter hears this for the first time, they might even find it funny.

　However, Qi Xing did not find this funny - even though he was protected by the divine armor of the "Dominant" silver coin, he was actually not affected by the white rain.

　The feeling that now rose from the depths of his heart was still one of absolute and profound disgust.

　Let the █ ...