Star Forge Titan

In terms of the extraordinary level of advancement, Ivan, who has truly awakened his soul power, is no different in essence from other third-level people.

In theory, he only needs to perform any standard promotion ceremony to fully embark on the path of the Fire Sword from transcending material limitations to transcending the limits of the soul.

But in reality, the gap between the Titan Descendant who had activated the Colossus Body and the average third-level Transcendent was even greater than the gap between heaven and earth. In terms of the use of soul power, Ivan, who had higher-level experience, far surpassed the average Transcendent.

Therefore, he was able to further develop his soul abilities, which had only shown a little bit of superficial ability, to a deeper level the moment he awakened.

At this moment, the right arm of the giant god, who had transformed into a golden fighter, shone with an extremely bright light, but unlike its outward appearance of majestic majesty, the essence of this light indeed symbolized the ultimate destructive power of material collapse.

As long as it comes into contact with it, it will be forcibly transformed into light...

This kind of soul power is so domineering that it is unparalleled.

Furthermore, the transformation process also brought with it a surge of magical power. Even a seemingly nonexistent gaseous substance could be transformed into such a massive force. If it weren't for the giant god's body as a carrier, perhaps even the user of this ability, Ivan, would be transformed into endless light and merged into it.

"The right wrist of destruction?"

A name from an ancient mural suddenly came to his mind. Alvin's expression was a little dazed, but soon his gaze became exceptionally sharp and clear again.

It turned out to be a composite soul ability that was even rarer than the types of cause and effect, rules, etc. There were obviously more areas worth exploring in depth, but right now there was only one thing he needed to do.

That was to deal a fatal blow to the source of evil! Let one of the villains who had tyrannized the entire desert for a century, the Witch King Hopet, perish completely and utterly!

Instead of letting his steel fist turn into a flying bullet again, Alvin controlled the giant's body to bend his knees slightly. The sand at his feet made a crisp "cracking" sound under the pressure of the huge force, and the sand grains within the range of the force string were forcibly squeezed into a whole with stronger carrying capacity.

Then, the armor plates on the back of the giant god in his golden warrior form began to tremble violently, and the armor that made up his golden armor broke apart piece by piece. However, this wasn't a problem with the giant god's body, but rather necessary preparation for the decisive attack. Perhaps it could be more bluntly called a battlefield adaptive evolution.

If you look closely, you will find that the giant's armor is not actually broken or cracked, but is changing its shape from details to the whole at an extremely fast speed.

A large number of structures containing vector nozzles, balance wings and guide vanes are extremely messy and easily flow out from the depths of the cracks.

Yes, it was no longer just a simple mechanical structure stretching out, but something that could not wait to gush out like a fountain!

The seemingly chaotic structure reveals a macro-coordinated order after being formed into a whole. A large number of seemingly chaotic mechanical structures are lined up and meshed with each other, and finally converge into a strangely shaped steel cloak like a heavy cape.

As the strong wind blew, this extremely heavy steel cloak actually flew backwards, revealing a flexibility and delicacy different from that of solid metal. This was a new phenomenon created by Alvin's continuously activated core talent [Reshaping the World], combined with the soul power that gave the light changes in nature.

Rather than calling it a cloak, it could perhaps be called a rocket, as brighter and brighter blue magic flames gradually lit up in each vector nozzle of different sizes.

"Do you like being on top so much?"

Looking at the constantly repairing body of the Witch King, a voice full of strong will came from the mouth of the golden fighter in the form of a giant god. It was filled with the youthful enthusiasm and indomitable spirit, as well as the rebellious spirit "taken over" from the people of the Fist of Freedom.

The next second, the already enormous magical power within the golden giant's body surged even higher, its power seemingly increasing endlessly! Increasing rapidly! Exploding!

The resulting magical pressure was even more exaggerated than the actual pressure generated when Alvin used the "Invisible Throne", causing the desert within a radius of more than 100 meters to sink downwards to form an extremely flat circle.

Then, a force even more violent than the original magic power turned into flames and thrust, shooting out from the vector nozzle, along with the golden giant who was half-crouching on the ground, and they all turned into arrows shining with bright light and shot straight into the sky!

Flying, flying faster than a fighter plane, flying more powerful than a rocket, flying closer to the concept of "destruction" than a flying missile!

Although the giant's body was stronger than steel, Alvin could still feel the fierce wind blowing in his face, because its speed increased to an unimaginable level in a very short time.

The right wrist, shining with strong light, seemed to be forcibly shaping molten steel, or constructing pure light into the shape of a wrist, palm and fingers, and then pinching this limb forged by light into a shining iron fist, dragging a straight trajectory in the air that rose from the ground and went straight into the sky.

"Roar!"

The Fire Demon of Beasts roared loudly enough to shake the clouds apart. Its massive body hovered in the air, casting a mountain-like shadow on the ground, as if foreshadowing the unshakability of its tyrannical rule.

Although he had fully activated the power of his soul, and the power of the super-spiritual Undead Rat King could quickly repair even the body of a monster of astonishing size, the Witch King Hopet inexplicably felt an indescribable fear at this moment.

That light, that light that was as hot as fire and as solid as steel was so blinding that even the Witch King, who had transformed into the Fire Demon of Beasts, could not look directly at its edge.

The inexplicable fear made the Witch King Hopet control his beast body like a madman and bite off four arms in succession. Relying on the painful price of self-eating, he activated the power of his soul - the Undead Rat King to a level beyond the limit. In this state, even if he was broken into millions of pieces, he could be reborn from even the smallest fragment.

But at this time, the strong light emanating from the golden giant's arm was like an arrow piercing through the darkness, and in an instant it completely illuminated the huge shadow cast by the Witch King's body on the ground.

It was as if a new sun had appeared in the sky. It dispelled all the shadows, and also wanted to dispel the huge monster that cast the shadows!

White Light Sword of Destruction!

Original shockwave!

Lan Dou Sheng Fist!

All the abilities he had learned before were integrated by Alvin in an instant, and a kind of enlightenment also naturally emerged in the boy's mind.

The body of the rapidly advancing giant seemed to be stretched, and Ivan's consciousness and thinking were also changed at the extreme speed.

My soul, what are you singing?

My soul, what are you crying out for?

My soul, what kind of future are you longing for?

……

Ah, so that’s it.

Then, give me the power of soul!!!

At this moment, the golden giant's right wrist completely turned into a ball of solidified, burning, gushing light!

The roar was no longer just heard in his heart. Alvin's loud shout even drowned out the monster's terrified and desperate roar.

The soul power that is truly driven by the will of the Titan descendants is blasting out from the depths of their consciousness with unprecedented explosive force!

"The Creator of Light, Destruction Summoned!"

Chapter 68: Light's Execution

The sun casts its warm light on the earth, and thus there comes into being countless lives that occupy the entire earth and rotate endlessly.

Perhaps, such warm light itself symbolizes miraculous creation and cyclical regeneration.

In comparison, the shining light rising from the ground above the scorching sea of ​​silence did not have any warmth from the sun. It was clearly also emitting bright light, but its essence was the ultimate destruction that could turn everything into light!

Ivan's spirit was extremely calm at this moment, like a lake without ripples as clear as a mirror.

But his figure transformed into a giant revealed incomparable wildness and strength. The huge metal cloak burning with magical flames turned into wings woven with iron and fire, allowing the fighter in golden armor to break free from gravity and transform his body into an arrow, rushing towards the Witch King who was roaring in the sky.

Ivan's calm spirit finally began to boil, and the soul power blasted out by his full-strength shout also instantly reached the next realm, and then, the super spirit doppelganger phenomenon occurred!

But it is different from the normal doppelganger, and also different from the normal super spirit body whose appearance is not much different from the initiator's body shape. There are actually three figures emerging behind Ivan!

Three, there were three shadows quietly floating behind the golden giant. Although the three shadows did not look solid because the awakening of soul power had not yet reached the end of the Fire Sword Road, their size was far beyond that of humans, and even comparable to the mountain-shaped giant itself!

The shadow on the left has the heaviness and luxury of the golden knight Disgulan, the shadow on the right is full of the agility and pride of the golden fighter. As for the figure in the middle, its size is the largest of the three, even larger than the golden giant, but it is also the most illusory existence, almost like an illusion formed by the diffusion of light refracted by water vapor, huge but extremely unreal.

The face of this figure was extremely blurry, and the specific image was almost invisible, but it gave Alvin a very familiar feeling.

It is something that should not exist at this point in time. It is some ultimate existence that can transcend the timeline on its own.

The boy could actually see some faint traces of his own avatar from a previous life in this blurry figure, but the greater sense of familiarity came from the past, the fleeting memory of when he and Afrediya used the power of the immortal-level equipment - the 'Crown of Time' to borrow strength from the future.

Isn't that just a game...

The scattered thoughts quickly faded away under the surging power, and all his attention was focused on his clenched right wrist.

The light rose rapidly and spread rapidly, and three shadows suddenly overlapped forward. The originally golden giant god seemed to have transformed into a huge human figure completely condensed by light at this moment, and the people on the ground did not look away even though their eyes were illuminated by the light and tears were streaming.

Yes, the clenched steel fist radiated a dazzling light, making it impossible to look directly at its specific form, but on this fist filled with destructive power, the beliefs conveyed by everyone were also housed.

That is the common wish held by all those who have longed for freedom, happiness, and survival in the desert for over a hundred years. It is more precious than gold and rarer than clean water in the desert. It is the thing that has made the desert people persevere to this day.

Its name is hope, and its name is the future.

and so……

This punch creates the future!

Alvin roared from his mouth, enveloped by light, infused with the power of his soul, guided by the holy fist, and the sure-hit punch that carried everyone's hope was thrown forward, slamming heavily towards the source of tyranny!

“Turn into light for me, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!”

At this moment, not only the golden giant was roaring, but all the fighters of the Fist of Freedom and all the people in the desert who were looking forward to the future and working hard for it were all trying their best to make their own roars.

No! No! No!!!

The Beast Fire Demon roared, emitting light, or the light itself condensed into a heavy fist that turned into a long sword and hit the monster's chest. Even the indestructible body of the monster was shattered into pieces under the light. Whether it was the skin that was impervious to swords and guns, or the bones that were stronger than steel, they all melted quickly like snow in the sun.

What's going on? Why isn't my regeneration ability working?! This is impossible! This is impossible!!!

It was not just simple physical destruction, just like a hunter thrusting his spear into the throat of a wolf, Ivan's glowing right wrist pierced the chest of the monster transformed by the Witch King Hope.

But unlike any previous attacks, this time there was no pungent blood, no flying flesh and blood fragments, only endless light.

With the contact point as the source, the beast body of the Witch King Hope is being forcibly transformed by Alvin into the warm and gentle light in nature and spread to the earth.

Under the illumination of these rays, the ground covered with yellow sand began to show patches of new green one after another. People who had just finished fighting were also pleasantly surprised to find that the wounds on their bodies were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Not only that, those who had lost their light felt that bright images reappeared before their eyes, and the elderly fighters with mutilated limbs also found that their missing limbs were becoming whole little by little in the waves of tolerable numbness.

"Ennead Gods, is this a miracle?"

Someone subconsciously wanted to kneel down but was held back by Brad. This fighter, who had to shoulder the heavy responsibility after losing his beloved master Rigor, now showed an extremely relieved smile.

"No need to kneel, that's not God, it's a partner who shares the same beliefs as us!"

After a long time, the shining light in the sky finally calmed down, and the originally barren desert was given birth to an oasis covering an astonishing area. Lush vegetation even occupied the destroyed city of Shakara, and new life tenaciously grew in the cracks of the ruins.

A skinny figure fell from the air. The soft grass prevented him from getting a bloody head, but his trembling body showed how much unbearable fear filled his heart.

"My beast body, my beast body! What's going on? How could this happen!?!" The Witch King Hopt's originally strong body was now as thin and shriveled as a mummy.

Slowly climbing up from the grass, the cruel monarch saw countless pairs of eyes staring at him, the anger and resentment in them almost enough to ignite wood.

There was a sound of powerful footsteps in front of him. He looked up and saw a young man who had regained his human form at some point, but whose hair was rising like burning flames, walking towards him step by step.

"I heard that you like fighting and blood?" Alvin asked word by word.

"..." Hopt, who was extremely weak due to the exhaustion of his soul power, crawled backwards in fear.

"Then let's just like any other gladiatorial fight in the past hundred years, let the audience decide the life and death of the loser." The black-haired boy raised his right arm, his slender and strong figure seemed to be glowing, and a hint of fiery orange-red appeared at the end of his hair.

"wait wait wait……"

"Kill him!" a young gladiator shouted with tears in his eyes:

"Kill him!" An old slave propped himself up with trembling hands and shouted hoarsely from the ruins:

"Kill him!" A mother who had lost her child murmured with dead eyes while holding the motionless baby.

"Kill!" In the distant past, a fist fighter who lost his mother as a child clenched his fists and squeezed out a sound from between his teeth that he could hardly hear.

"kill!"

"kill!"

……

Countless thumbs were raised downwards, just like the Witch King had made arbitrary decisions on the life and death of others in countless fights in the past.

However, this time, the decision is made by all the oppressed people, and the person being judged is the tyrant who was once high and mighty.

"Did you hear that?" Alvin looked calmly at the trembling Witch King Hopt.

Suddenly, the shriveled body of the Witch King Hope stopped trembling.

He looked up at the green around him and the sun in the sky.

"I..." Before he could finish his words, the young man suddenly raised his hand, and a sharp stream of air easily cut the tyrant's throat.

Amidst thunderous cheers, the tyrant's body was stained red by the gushing blood, and then he fell to the ground like an ordinary corpse.

he died.

Chapter 69 New Fragments

There was no meaningless venting. The body of the Witch King Hopt turned into ashes left after burning and scattered on the new green land.

The liberation of Shakara was a foregone conclusion, but the impact of the war was far-reaching.

Next, whether it is to rescue the survivors in the ruins of the city or to pursue the remnants of the Witch King's army, sufficient manpower and material resources need to be allocated.

However, for Alvin, his battle finally came to a temporary end.

The air flow surged, and the wind blew the boy's hair back to its original black color. Along with the cigar-shaped shadow cast by the slender hull of the Rogilas, a familiar meow came from above his head. Alvin knew that it was his white and fat adjutant White III cheering.

In addition to the round cat-bug adjutant, there were many cat-bugs with different fur colors crowded on the top deck of the Rogilas and cheered.

These little ones waving paper fans, flower balls and spreading colorful ribbons may not understand what the end of the Witch King's tyranny means, but every furry little cat and insect is simply happy for the victory of Alvin, their beloved big chief.

Meowoooooooooooooooooooooo.