Star Forge Titan

No.

A chaotic world is an immeasurable threat to everyone, including those who have established bonds with him. Can he tolerate such a situation?

I can’t bear it anymore!

In this way, his answer is naturally ready to come out...

"Three minutes? That's enough!"

Facing the vast number of low-level demons that completely blocked his vision, the Golden Knight Disgulan slammed his clenched fists together against his chest.

Sparks flew everywhere! There was a loud bang like thunder!

Wrists, waist, abdomen, chest, shoulders, eyebrows...

The armor quickly deformed and opened, revealing a total of more than sixteen crystal gun muzzles.

These are all incineration cannon launch ports that are directly connected to the super-powerful magic generation device inside the Giant God Soldier and the advanced excavation secret treasure - the Star Furnace.

Full power, burning cannon——

Fire!!!

Chapter 165: Destruction Agreement

When countless screams come together, it becomes a continuous rumbling sound like the sound of the sea tide.

An incalculable number of low-level demons swarmed towards the golden giant god soldier, and what happened afterwards verified a simple and straightforward truth.

Garbage, no matter how many of them are gathered together, they are still just garbage!

Ivan, who merged into the Giant God in the form of a giant god, brought more than just the restart of the body.

The divine skeleton frame, which was truly activated by the release of Titan power, revealed a power beyond imagination.

The azure assimilated crystal substance, a byproduct of the Titan's power, multiplied rapidly, directly replacing the originally dilapidated mechanical structure inside the Giant God Soldier. Even the Star Furnace was pierced by assimilated crystals.

The result is not damage, but ultra-high output that exceeds the theoretical limit of the past.

The incineration cannon directly connected to the magic furnace also changed accordingly.

The originally crimson light now completely transformed into azure blue, a symbol of destruction. After bursting out from the launch ports all over the body of the machine, it immediately wiped out the continuous swarms of demons like a tsunami in batches.

The fiercely burning flesh and blood directly turned into pitch-black ashes, floating like wisps of smoke in the void between the plane dimensions.

And that huge sailing warship formed by the fusion of a large number of demons is not much better than the "wave" that supports it.

Under the irradiation of the incineration cannon, the huge ship began to burn fiercely in an instant.

The stench of burning protein quickly spread, followed by continuous screams.

Their vitality, which was several times stronger than that of other demons, not only failed to help the demon cluster under Narvus escape from the predicament, but instead became a source of pain that further prolonged their torture.

The facial features that appeared on the surface of the demon battleship were all extremely distorted. The terrible high temperature caused the demon's tough skin to quickly burn and shatter, and the muscles exposed to the high temperature further transmitted terrible pain.

Perhaps only a few seconds passed, or perhaps dozens or hundreds of years had passed. The intense pain made the demons lose their perception of time, and the flesh-and-blood battleship formed by them began to shatter into pieces under the destructive light and heat without even having time to fire a single shot!

Roaring, roaring, and wailing, the combined group of demons launched an attack with all their might.

Fireballs filled with evil magic roared and were launched at the Golden Knight Disgulan, but they could not even penetrate the barrier opened by the Giant God Soldier. They could only crash into the surface of the translucent force field like fireworks for viewing, and then exploded into gorgeous fireworks.

At the same time, the Demon Sail Battleship, which was continuously irradiated by the incineration cannon, was no longer able to hold on.

Starting from the bow of the ship, which pierced the bowsprit in front like a narwhal's tusk, all the demons clinging to the wreckage of the old sailing ship continued to blacken and carbonize at a speed visible to the naked eye. They were then completely shattered by the powerful impact of the incineration cannon, until they turned into ashes that were no different from the surrounding air and scattered everywhere.

Stepping on the remaining dust from the burning demon corpse, Ivan, who had merged into the Giant God Soldier, walked step by step along the path made of dimensional stones towards the other end of the passage.

Although from time to time some lucky demons would rush out and try to stop him, those overconfident monsters could not even slow down the Golden Knight. They were ruthlessly and meaninglessly trampled into puddles of flesh that could no longer be recognized.

Waving his hand to swat away the demon rushing towards him like driving away a mosquito, the Golden Knight Disgulan and Ivan, who had merged with his vehicle, finally arrived at the other end of the passage.

The young man with messy black hair knew clearly that as long as he passed through the space crack in front of him, which looked like a dead tree with countless branches, he would be able to reach the true location of the Dark Portal.

And that will also be the true home of the demons, a hopeless place called Deep Hell.

It can be predicted that what is waiting behind the door must be a truly high-level demon that is several times more powerful than the low-level demon clusters combined. It is even possible that a great demon will appear in his true form.

The former is already equivalent to a high-level transcendent being, and the latter even carries the fragments of the evil god's soul. It is a terrifying existence beyond the limits and even imagination of mortals.

Although Ivan had fought and defeated a small part of the Great Demon's soul fragment, the difference between that and the Great Demon's true form was as huge as the difference between a small piece of a human fingernail and the person himself.

Most people would hesitate when faced with such a situation, and as a time traveler, Alvin seemed to have no reason to take such a huge risk for those ordinary Linde people whom he might never meet in his life.

But the Golden Knight did not stop, and although Ivan had a way to retreat, he did not hesitate!

If he were to be honest, he would certainly feel fear, he would hate pain and suffering, and he would also want to live a carefree and easy life.

But when he came to this world, when those tragic scenes that originally only happened in games, movies and novels appeared before him, and he witnessed with his own eyes the various evil deeds committed by the evil gods from outside the world and their villains, Alvin had already awakened at this moment.

He also deeply understood a truth.

In the world of Palladia, I want to live well and have a bright future.

I must, like all responsible people, roll up my sleeves and do what I can, what is right and what should be done.

Then, just like the hard-working farmer, after experiencing the cold winter, the busy spring and the hot summer, you can harvest happiness in the golden autumn.

He needs to do this, and more importantly, he is willing to do it!

So, the savior who was driven by interest, came to participate!!!

The golden knight Disgulan and the son of Titan, Ivan Arian, clasped the imprisoned Dark Portal with their huge arms covered in solid armor.

At this moment, he could feel that there was some existence on the other side of the door exerting an extremely clear resistance.

But for both of them, it was ultimately futile.

The core talent [Reshaping the World] is activated, and the dark golden magic power emanating from the giant god form is integrated into the framework of the god's skeleton, and flows and burns at an extremely fast speed until it completely explodes!

Just like that, the spatial rift, which had originally been limited in scope, was forcibly expanded. When Ivan took the next step forward, the world around him changed drastically.

As far as the eye could see, there was no longer a void of nothingness. In the sky above, a yellow-green poisonous mist drifted, and the muddy ground beneath his feet exuded the unique stench of decay of the swamp.

Behind him was a gate, once even larger than the projection from the material world. A complex ritual was taking place around it. In the distance, a total of 777 demonic wizards could be seen wailing continuously. They were the spellcasters who launched the ritual and also the fuel that kept it running.

Evan's previous brutal act of breaking through the Dark Portal had obviously caused a very serious backlash to them.

Those who were lucky might just vomit blood, but those who suffered serious injuries and the most exaggerated backlash were directly switched to the atmosphere group on the spot. They were wrapped in a layer of dark green flames like candles, and then burned with shrill screams, adding a few elements of fear to this hell full of pain, despair and corruption.

But these are not what Alvin needs to care about at the moment.

What really made him feel so pressured that he couldn't take his eyes off it was a huge demonic figure sitting like a mountain of flesh not far from the Dark Portal.

Just as we guessed earlier, such a large-scale invasion of the material world must involve some heavyweights on the scene.

At this moment, a demon of astonishing size, as huge as a hill, was patting its belly and laughing loudly while surrounded by a group of equally chubby Nurul demons.

It has various rotten scars all over its body. In addition, there are teeth, nails and other things growing all over its skin. It looks like a piece of meat that has been twisted to the extreme, but it is combined into a shape like armor.

At this moment, Nurul demons of varying sizes were crawling all over its body, occasionally drilling into the wounds that were like caves to these guys, causing disgusting liquid mixed with dark green and bright red blood to spurt out.

But the demon didn't care at all and laughed even louder.

In addition, the demon in front of him with an astonishing body has this most notable feature.

On its chin hung dark green tumors with a reddish glow like ripe fruit pulp. These tumors, which continuously dripped sticky pus, stuck together and formed a disgusting beard-like appearance.

Tumor-beard Romulustigos.

The great demon Narvashi, who controls the cancerous plague, is a monster among monsters.

Not frightened by the other party's terrifying appearance, Ivan's eyes, burning with azure flames, stared straight at him.

More than two and a half minutes have passed out of the three minutes, which means that the giant god form can only last for less than thirty seconds.

Not to mention thirty seconds, even if it was thirty minutes, even with the bonus of the Giant God Soldier, Alvin would not dare to say that he was 100% sure of killing the monster in front of him.

Because, even among the demons of Narvus who are known for their tenacious vitality, the great demon - Wartybeard Romulustigos is the most difficult one to kill.

Perhaps this guy's combat power in other aspects is not better than other big demons, but when it comes to recovery and resistance, no other demon can match him.

Fortunately, Alvin had no intention of using combat to solve the current dilemma directly. The key was to destroy the main body of the 'Dark Portal' located in the Stagnant Sky.

Therefore, his plan was actually much simpler and more brutal than direct combat...

"I know. You're watching, aren't you? Nurse!"

In an instant, all the laughter around the Dark Portal stopped abruptly, and the entire hell seemed to have come to a standstill. Even the sound of breathing could not be heard.

You must know that unlike the material world protected by the gods and the Wall of Sighs, directly shouting the name of the evil god in the Outer Realm is a very dangerous act, because it will inevitably attract the attention of demons and even the evil god himself.

Although despised as a blasphemous enemy that should not exist, the evil god still possesses divine power that has entered the realm of gods.

Even though it has been severely distorted, that power allows these monsters to be like gods, directly generating cross-spatial induction to individuals who call out their names.

At this moment, in the palace located in the neutral zone of the Outer Realm - the Styx Peninsula.

The magic light that obscured the vision gradually faded, and four beings still shrouded in shadows were sitting in front of a mirror.

This mirror did not reflect the corresponding scene from the front like the mirrors in the mortal world, but instead revealed a scene happening far away in the deep hell of the stagnant sky.

The golden giant god soldier trampled on the demon's flesh and blood, faced the big demon that was like the evil god's clone, and then shouted the name of the evil god himself.

Without the shield of the Wall of Sighs, the evil gods could clearly observe the man who seemed to be overestimating his own abilities through this secret treasure.

A strange look appeared on their faces at the same time, as if they had suddenly seen something so rare that it shouldn't exist.

"The One Who Shapes the Stars..."

"Blood of the Transcendent..."

"Son of the Man-God..."

The three beings spoke in turn, and the figure among them who had been smiling suddenly leaned over and approached the mirror. His fat body almost fell in front of the mirror, and then he immediately burst into a shout full of ecstasy.

"Aha! He's mine... now?"

Before he finished speaking, the golden giant soldier raised his hand and made an international gesture towards this side.

With his middle finger raised high, Alvin clenched his teeth and revealed a fierce and crazy look.

"Sorry! Disgulan!!!"

An instruction was transmitted from his consciousness, and the empty cockpit was instantly shrouded in red light. Countless warning signs popped up on the screen, and the system also transmitted the corresponding information to the black-haired boy who was the driver.

Warning! Destruction Protocol Activated...

The Star Furnace has entered overload mode and is expected to break through the critical quadrant after thirty minimum standard hours.

The Immortal Protocol is activated, and the machine's annotated blueprint and black box information begin to be downloaded to the driver's lepton space. The core mechanism is being folded and stored, and the required time is still twelve minimum standard hours.

Countdown 11, 10, 9...

An unprecedented amount of energy is rapidly gathering!

Even the great demon, who always maintained a hollow and cheerful smile, was frightened.

Because this is the ultimate move of all super robots - self-destruction!!!

"Stop it, human! Do you know what you are doing!?!" Gnarlbeard Romultigos let out an indistinct but deafening roar.

"Shut up, I'm..." Feeling the magic power in his body boiling, Alvin laughed and roared loudly, which was no less loud than the previous one.

“Save the world!”

On this day, the deep hell of Stagnation, which is always covered with dark clouds and fog, welcomed a very rare... sunny day?

Chapter 166 Epilogue

"The flow of magic power has changed..."

On the wall of Neuschwanstein Castle, far away from the battlefield, Ostolfo, the envoy from the demon kingdom of Elrond, suddenly looked up into the distance.

The celestial phenomena that had been altered by the flow of magic power gradually returned to normal after the magic power stopped gathering. The dark clouds covering the sky began to disperse under the strong wind, allowing the sun hanging high in the sky to cast its heart-warming rays on the earth.

The light was so warm that all the frightened survivors and exhausted protectors felt genuinely relaxed.

The madmen infected with the plague of Nurulence fell into a strange state of confusion. After being unable to receive influence from the outside world, they no longer gathered to carry out organized offensive actions. Instead, they became like ordinary monsters, or more accurately, like zombies without self-awareness, wandering around aimlessly. They would only instinctively avoid the sunlight that would cause harm to themselves and hide in the shadows or indoors.

It was as if someone had suddenly pressed the pause button, and the offensive and defensive battle centered on the palace walls fell silent in an instant. Both the Lind Guards and the Elrond Illusion Knights stopped swinging their swords.

Except for a few deeply insane people who developed evil demon-like selves due to deep infection, ordinary insane people spread out or retreated into the shadows.

"Catherine, did they succeed?"