Star Forge Titan

This made Angridius's face look as if he had eaten twenty kilograms of Indian snacks in one breath, and his stomach and facial features were instantly distorted.

"No, Master, please don't. I can still..."

【What a shame!!!】

Chapter 50: Killing Each Other

This time, things are really serious.

Although Alvin felt it was troublesome facing the great demon Angridius who only sent part of his soul, the whole matter was actually not beyond his ability to handle.

When facing a possessed demon that uses a flesh and blood container to fight, even if the opponent's true form is the extremely powerful Four Gods Demon, as long as the opponent is not given time to continue to reshape and strengthen the container, it will at best be just a trouble.

In fact, at this moment, Alvin, who has completely liberated his power, has already gained an overwhelming advantage in attributes.

The roaring and spinning chainsaw of the Annihilation Axe was almost touching the opponent's face, and the sharp teeth were about to drink the demon's flesh and blood.

But at this moment, something unexpected happened.

Two low-probability events that are almost impossible to happen from a calculus perspective occur at the same moment.

First, a great demon belonging to the Terror. Note, it is not an ordinary demon, but a Terror who has fully practiced the way of the Blood God and successfully ascended to a demon after completing countless bloody and blasphemous atrocities. It actually felt fear in the battle with mortals?

This was an absurd event that was completely unimaginable. Generally speaking, everyone assumed that the Terror Demons had completely forgotten the concept of "fear" in their mother's womb. If they had mothers, even when other demons would choose to retreat, the Terror Demon Army would still stay in place and fight until they were reduced to ashes, no matter whether it was the enemy or themselves who were reduced to ashes.

Not to mention the Great Demon, who in some sense can be regarded as the spokesperson of the evil god or even his clone.

In other words, the Great Demon's fear is indirectly equivalent to...

and so……

Unacceptable! Absolutely unacceptable!

The second low-probability event therefore occurred.

The Blood God himself, who was watching the skull-stealing ceremony, howled in extreme anger because his subordinates were actually timid during the skull-stealing ceremony.

Hearing the Blood God's roar, the demonic fire burning diligently in the stove beside Him froze in place. Bean-sized sparks and grease dripping from above flowed rapidly from its abstract face composed of flames like sweat.

Not far away, several vampires wearing studded leather jackets who were frantically beating brass drums subconsciously stopped swinging their bone clubs. Their crimson-dyed Mohawk hairstyles seemed to fall to the sides in a 50-50 split because of the terrible anger in the air.

Inside the war palace, the many demons who had just enthusiastically cheered along with the Blood God for the broadcast of the ceremony were now silent as a cicada, not daring to even fart.

For a moment, within the huge brass fortress and the shining eight holy walls, the only sound left was the Blood God's heavy breathing, which was like a typhoon.

At the same time, all the demons turned their eyes to a guy who was sitting on a nail board recliner, motionless as if asleep. That was Angridius's real body left in the Killing Heaven of Deep Hell.

【What a shame! 】

With this roar, the Blood God's hand, so huge that the edges could not be seen, grabbed Angridius's body, just like grabbing a can of Coke that had lost its gas, was no longer cold, and had less value than toilet cleaner.

Without waiting for this young demon who had just been promoted within a hundred years to beg for mercy, terrifying demonic fire and pressure burst out simultaneously from the Blood God's five fingers, completely destroying and burning its body and soul.

Furthermore, an extremely powerful force connected to Angridius' soul, spanning a long distance and affecting the flesh and blood container in the material world.

In an instant, Alvin felt that the enemy in front of him had undergone a drastic change.

The violent aura on it completely disappeared, and its entire body became very shriveled, like a piece of firewood that was burned out in an instant.

But the power from the two-handed giant sword did not decrease but increased, and a powerful aura filled the air that made Alvin feel nervous.

On the shriveled and ugly face of the flesh and blood container, the eyes that were originally closed suddenly opened, revealing a bright and clear gaze. It was a pure gaze without any impurities, as pure as a child's without distraction.

There is only one meaning revealed from this -

Come and chop!!!

When did you, the Horror Demons, become so unrefined? Why are you even hiring someone to play with you?!

Alvin complained madly in his mind, but he increased the strength in his hands, and unconsciously revealed a crazy smile on his face. The pride that a core member of the player guild that once topped the leaderboard should have made him choose to face the most difficult challenges head-on.

Okay, let’s chop it down!!!

Even though he didn't even know the opponent's identity, Alvin still fought with him with all his might in the cage surrounded by blood-red flames!

However, although it was a fight, both the flesh and blood container that underwent strange changes and Ivan who completely liberated his own power actually only used one move.

Relying on the extravagant method of burning a great demon to ashes, a wisp of Kuoril's will extended to the material world, controlling the flesh and blood container filled with demonic power to strike a final sword before completely disintegrating into ashes.

The slash, which contained the Blood God's battle wisdom and endless angry roar, was like a mountain falling from the sky. Even before it completely fell, it made Alvin feel a huge pressure that made him unable to breathe.

Unparalleled skill, unparalleled momentum, unparalleled power, this is a blow that transcends the material world, a blow that he can hardly resist now.

Yes, almost irresistible.

The sun shield, compressed to the extreme, turned from white to black, and under the huge pressure, it turned into a pitch-black solar eclipse form. The surface of the Ash Armor and Lightforged Armor, which was condensed from light, was covered with cracks of various sizes. The transparent invisible scales and the skin that could resist swords were cracked together. Even from Ivan's body, which was much stronger than an ordinary person, there was a terrible roar like steel bending.

But, it was ultimately just a vessel twisted from human flesh and blood. Even though the person controlling it changed from the great demon Angridius to a being even more terrifying and powerful than it in a thousandth of a second, the upper limit of the flesh and blood vessel still placed restrictions on its behavior.

Therefore, this sword is not completely unstoppable!

"Blood God, this is such a supreme and glorious gift!" Suddenly, Karlbant's ecstatic shout, as if he had gone completely crazy, came to my ears.

At the same time, a burst of scorching demonic fire was released from the heavy Axe of Annihilation. Combined with the huge pressure coming towards him, Alvin stood with one foot in front and the other behind, subconsciously preparing to resist the impact.

Then, the surging devilish fire spread upward along the black-haired boy's hands holding the battle axe, and the parts burned by the flames immediately revealed another set of armor that was different from the light-forged armor.

No longer pure white like light, but now bright red like flames! The two were not simply superimposed on each other. Under the immense pressure, these two completely different sets of armor were forcibly fused into one.

The V-shaped goggles, which are so wide that they exceed the limit of the helmet, cover most of the face. Under the white helmet with the same sharp outline is the black hair with an orange-red glow at the end.

The pure white armor, previously riddled with cracks, now brimmed with a dazzling crimson, like lava flowing through every crack. A row of crimson blades, shaped like frozen flames, shot outward, extending from the sides of the forearms to the ends of the elbows. Similar structures appeared on the calves, thighs, and throughout the body.

The shoulder armor that originally resembled the wings of a phoenix became an asymmetrical structure with different left and right parts. The right shoulder was replaced by a hideous and terrifying long-horned demon skull. The bones were snow-white, with only a huge bright red crystal embedded in the position of the eyes.

There was no time to question how Karbant summoned the Deep Despair Armor that was cursed (blessed) by the Blood God.

The tyranny and anger contained in the armor are all transformed into power and infused into the wearer's body. For the weak, this is a curse of despair, because they will be killed by this unbearable power, but for the strong, what cannot kill him will only make him stronger!

Alvin, trying his best and even exceeding his own limits, roared and raised the battle axe in his hand towards the flesh and blood container controlled by the unknown powerful being.

Faced with that ferocious sword that was like the very embodiment of the word "war", he chose to completely abandon defense and attack with offense!

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Chapter 51: Still Not Satisfied

Although it was just a shriveled corpse, it grabbed a two-handed giant sword that was taller than itself, and then swung it with a posture that was refined to the point of being pure and simple, and even the earth trembled with fear.

It was clearly just a simple trajectory of swinging from top to bottom, but as it fell, it gave people the illusion that only a huge battlefield remained.

It was not just a simple sword strike, it was the charging heavy cavalry, the roaring berserker, the greatswordsman who broke through the formation, it was the confluence of every drop of scarlet blood flowing in the vortex of war, filled with the smell of blood and steel, a cold and hot tide of bloody battle!

The collapse of mountains cannot compare to the majestic momentum of this sword, and the falling of the sky cannot compare to the horror of this sword.

The flesh and blood container controlled by the unknown existence shattered bit by bit, and the body began to turn into flying dust, but the slash filled with destructive aura still fell heavily with an unstoppable trend.

but! Yes!

If the skull-stealing ceremony is a life-or-death dance initiated with one's life, then facing the slashing blow that is the concrete portrayal of the word "war", standing on the opposite side is also a steel giant that is as unshakable as a mountain, as unbreakable as a thousand-year-old fortress, as if nothing can change its existence!

The Annihilation Axe, whose rotation speed exceeded the limit, burst out with sparks as dazzling as blooming flowers. The Demon Vanguard Officer Karlbant, who was crying with joy, laughed out loud. He completely immersed his whole heart, soul and strength into the tip of the soul-made weapon's blade, and the rotating chainsaw whistled like a song.

At this moment, Ivan, who was holding the battle axe, also began to burn all over.

This is not a metaphor, he is literally burning!

The moment he launched an attack towards the enemy in front of him who was emitting an invincible aura, the original magic power exploded in the boy's body, and the blood of the phoenix ignited in his body.

Normally, the raw magic power that resides at the dark end of the mana spectrum was now burning into a bright flame of nearly pure gold, dyeing the boy's armor, which was a fusion of curse and blessing power, the same brilliant gold.

Holiness, purification, anger, curse, death, despair, all the strength and equipment in his body were fully mobilized by Ivan, and all poured into the first and last slash he made after this life-and-death battle.

At the same time, the Lightforged Armor burst forth with all its magic power while cracking. The completely black Eclipse Shield also completely compressed and transformed the absorbed attacks, and the only offensive skill possessed by the Ash Knight class was fully activated.

Destroy! Annihilate! White! Light! Sword!

What? He's holding an axe?

Foolish fellow! How can light cannon swordsmanship be so inconvenient!!!

Even with a battle axe in hand, Alvin still fully unleashed the Ash Knight's only attack ability named after the sword.

The axe and sword colliding with each other, although just cold weapons held in the hands, gave people the feeling at this moment as two trains coming from opposite directions, colliding fiercely with each other at the maximum power and fastest speed that each could achieve!

In an instant, it seemed as if it was not two "people" colliding with each other, but two mountains, two extremely huge beings colliding with each other with all their strength!

The chaotic sounds around seemed to disappear in an instant, and the whole world became as silent as if there was no sound at all.

Then--

boom!

The explosion resounded throughout the entire crimson cage. Even though 90% of the force was annihilated in the instant of collision, the aftermath of the battle still caused cracks in the ritual barrier that even high-level transcendents found difficult to break.

Ivan lost consciousness for a moment, and it took him three full seconds to regain consciousness.

When he opened his eyes again, the black-haired boy found himself flying backwards and falling into the rubble. The severe pain all over his body made him feel as if he had just collided head-on with an overloaded and speeding red dump truck.

But since I can still feel the pain, it means I am still alive and I still have a future.

As for the unknown fellow on the opposite side, he was hit head-on by the full-strength destructive white light sword. It seemed that if he didn't die, he would be crippled!

Afterwards, Alvin noticed that the Axe of Annihilation in his hand had returned to the size of an ordinary hand axe. Calbant's soul seemed to have completely disappeared without any response. At the same time, one-third of his bones were probably broken, and even the ribs that had turned into bone plates showed large traces of breakage.

The most serious injury was the sword wound on his neck. Through the wound, one could even see Ivan's cervical vertebrae, which emitted a silver metallic luster. Blood mixed with golden color flowed all over the ground.

Fortunately, as a black-haired boy who is a descendant of Titan and proficient in cheating, all the edges of his wounds are burning with a layer of white flames. It is the blood of the phoenix that is consuming magic power to heal itself.

Moreover, the regeneration furnace that was transformed by the secret ritual of Elrond's Angel of Death and which normally stored liquid positive energy in the body started spontaneously, and at the cost of a large amount of stored energy, it completed the repair and regeneration of the most serious injuries on the body.

In addition, we must also take into account the [Perfect Body] talent obtained after the physical attribute enters the perfect realm. The huge ocean of vitality that circulates and replenishes itself in the body finally comes in handy at the critical moment.

Realizing this, Ivan, who hadn't been this embarrassed even when facing the Apocalypse-class Undead unit - the Death Rejector, couldn't help but sigh inwardly with great relief:

Fortunately, I remember to cheat frequently, otherwise I would definitely have met the Maid of Death.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came into his mind.

[What a pity! What a pity!]

[Not satisfied! Not satisfied at all!]

Looking up, Alvin discovered that the sound came from the flesh and blood container that he had chopped directly from the left shoulder to the right hip.

Just now, the axe he swung produced an effect comparable to that of a battleship's heavy artillery, and in some aspects it was even more exaggerated than the bombardment of heavy artillery, which cut his opponent in two.

At this moment, although it was complaining about being "unsatisfied", there was a hearty smile on the hideous and withered face of the flesh and blood container. Damn, although the other party looked very scary, just like a skeleton with skin and bones, its smile at this moment was really hearty.

Just like that, the mummy with a bright smile shattered into pieces while leaving behind its last words.

[Young warrior, I admire your sword! ]

【Then, see you on the next battlefield! 】

After saying the above words, the incomplete body of the flesh and blood container completely turned into dust and drifted away in the air.

But before completely disappearing, this guy seemed to suddenly remember something, so he left half a sentence.

[By the way, as a reward, the gift is placed...]

"Gift? What gift? Hey, stop being a riddler!"

Although he muttered something, after watching the other party leave, Alvin still felt a lot more at ease.

"Who is that guy? He's using a vessel that's only at the vampire level, yet he's able to deliver such a terrifying sword strike."

Recalling the sword blow he had just experienced, the black-haired boy couldn't help but smile bitterly. If it happened again, even he wouldn't be 100% sure he could withstand it.

Despite the nervousness and fear, Alvin also gained a lot from it. His original extraordinary fighting skills were much more complete, and he also felt that his other moves and skills were integrated.

He struggled to get up and put on the diplomat ring. As his body changed, Alvin used the remaining magic power to burn all the blood and flesh that had flowed out of him.

As a world with magic, the target's blood is one of the best raw materials for curses. He is experienced and knowledgeable because of his previous life's full immersion game. He will not leave such a loophole.

Even if it is just to cover up one's identity, this is the necessary post-processing.

After finishing these chores, Alvin dragged his bruised body to sit next to a piece of ruined wall.

The crimson cages that appeared around due to the skull-stealing ritual were decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye and were about to disappear on their own.

Although the wound was painful, Ivan felt that it saved him a lot of trouble. Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to explain how he survived the demon invasion without any injuries.

Right now, I can shut people up by saying things like, "I'm so injured, isn't it normal for me to survive?"