Star Forge Titan

From a realistic perspective, the Titan, who had already destroyed two hells, could break free from any constraints. To him, even the chains woven by the entire hell were like thin ropes that could be easily broken by force.

But looking at the solemn face of the evil god Kongruiel, he did not do so. The other party had always been looking forward to this battle that would bring the end, and regarded it with sacred reverence, and even disdained to join forces with others to fight the enemy.

Never mind, there's nothing wrong with being sentimental.

After convincing himself in this way, a smile appeared on Alvin's face unconsciously.

"I really can't do anything about you." As he spoke word by word, the Titan's figure gradually blurred and disappeared, replaced by a mortal figure.

Alvin, standing tall in the arena as a son of man!

But when he took a step forward, he changed into another form after arriving in Palladia, and he chose to walk in this world by himself, that is, an angel of death with three lungs and two hearts, more than two meters tall.

Seeing this, Kong Ruier was stunned for a moment, then revealed an ecstatic and crazy expression, and his huge body as big as a mountain began to change, turning into the appearance in ancient memory and appearing at the other end of the arena.

At this moment, in the east of the arena stood a human warrior with three lungs and two stars, more than two meters tall, while in the west stood a hybrid monster with a dog's head and a human body, more than five meters tall.

The former was clad in pure white armor and held a burning holy sword, looking like a holy knight sent down by the gods.

The latter was completely naked, showing off all sorts of scar emblems. He only wore a bright red cloak on his back, and in his hand was a shining giant axe made purely of brass, looking like a berserker walking out of the wilderness.

There are no superfluous words, they are just useless waste.

All that is left is to fight!

Chapter 268: Final Battle 2

Breaking out of hell is an invitation to fight.

Butting the forehead with a bull means a bloody fight to the death with your heads at stake.

The barbaric warrior with a dog's head and a human body, who was over five meters tall, raised his right arm and scratched five bloody wounds on his chest with his sharp nails.

This is a sacrifice, using the blood of the god of war himself as a sacrifice to war and even fighting, which have existed since ancient primitive society to the present day.

The huge hell arena that occupied the entire planet fell into deathly silence in an instant, and then all the demons roared loudly enough to tear their vocal cords, cheering for the god's madness of sacrificing himself, and had fallen into complete madness.

"Ahhhhhhhh!" There was a particularly harsh sound during the performance. A beautiful woman in a purple dress screamed and jumped up from her seat, starting a special performance that made her dress bloom and fall.

This magnificent sight did not attract any attention, as all the demons were concentrating their attention on the center of the arena, the enclosed cage ring surrounded by steel thorns.

As Kongruier tore open his flesh, letting the divine blood flow, the human warrior in pure white armor responded. He suddenly tensed his muscles, emitting a powerful aura that was no less powerful than that of the god himself.

The next second, every piece of armor flew in all directions like shrapnel, exposing the battle-hardened yet perfectly intact body to the scorching sun.

The demons fell silent for less than half a second before bursting into wild screams and cheers once more. Overly excited and bloodthirsty spectators even plunged swords into their chests, slicing out their hearts and holding them aloft. Amidst the chaos, a piece of thin purple underwear could be vaguely seen being thrown into the center of the arena. However, compared to the utterly insane atmosphere surrounding them, it was too insignificant to attract any attention.

Because, the axe of Kongriel has already fallen!

With an explosive force like thunder and lightning that was enough to pierce through the earth, the brass battle axe instantly crossed the barriers between each other and turned into a dim yellow flash that chopped vertically towards Ivan's head.

The previous act of taking off the armor voluntarily was more effective than any provocation. The bloodthirsty fighting spirit and desire to fight of the evil god of war had been fully aroused. At this moment, he was even so excited that tears of blood spurted out of his eyes!

In contrast, Ivan calmly watched the heavy battle axe about to fall upon his head. But contrary to his composure, his heart was racing, its beat resembling a war drum or rolling thunder. The gurgling sound of his blood pumping through his veins could have mistaken the sky for a sudden downpour.

Ding!

The pitch-black straight sword and the brass battle axe touched each other's blades for the first time, and it was Ivan who used the tip of his sword to steadily pierce the center of the blade of the battle axe wielded by Kong Ruier!

The boundless martial prowess and destructive might were undeniably on display. The intense impact transformed into a visible circular shockwave that rapidly spread in all directions, decimating numerous competitors. The great demons who had finally secured the first row of seats in the arena were instantly sent flying. Even the great demons were unable to resist, let alone the more powerful demons in the rows behind them, who were even less powerful than them.

Even without using magic power or any strength other than his body, the first round of confrontation between the Evil God of War and the Titan still erupted with infinite power.

The aftermath of the clash of weapons alone instantly killed more than 80,000 demons. The spurting blood drew an extremely neat, hot red circle on the stands, and hot steam rose up, like the lingering pungent smoke on the battlefield.

Fight! Fight again!

The surviving bloodthirsty spectators continued to cheer and shout, their voices 400% synchronized with the thoughts of the two warriors.

The two figures disappeared instantly, and a series of metal collisions broke out in the air.

The aftermath of the attack rushed into the stands again and again, and countless bloodthirsty demons who served as spectators were crushed into meat paste, and no trace of their original appearance could be seen.

The entire arena was shattered, except for the steel thorns that formed a closed cage around the ring, which remained intact. Apart from that, the audience's cheers never stopped.

The sword-wielding warrior and the axe-wielding evil god were now engaged in a fierce exchange of attacks at a speed that could not be grasped by the naked eye. Neither side had any intention of defending, but simply countered attacks with attacks, deflecting the opponent's attacks to strange angles that threatened the initiator in turn.

After countless rounds, Alvin swung his sword to deflect the brass battle axe that was chopped down by Terror, and at the same time stabbed the sharp tip of the sword into the thick neck of the evil god that supported the strange dog head. There was no fear on the latter's face, and he was always filled with endless ecstasy.

Facing the sharp edge of the holy sword, Kong Ruier did not dodge or evade but opened his bloody mouth and bit down with all his strength. The tip of the sword was actually bitten by it.

Without a trace of surprise, Ivan immediately rubbed his free left hand's fingers like a knife, and suddenly thrust forward with a murderous intent as gust of wind.

The movement looked plain and simple without any method, but in fact it was a fusion of all the boxing skills in the Silent Desert for thousands of years. It was also filled with the eternal will to resist and the firm fighting spirit, turning it into a sharp blow that was more unstoppable than a steel weapon!

Wow!

The horrifying sound of flesh being torn apart echoed through the air. Kongruier howled and turned his head, only to find his incredibly strong left arm had been torn off completely. The tip of the sword, having broken free from its restraints, pierced his face, leaving a narrow wound extending from the corner of his mouth to the tip of his left eyebrow.

"Well done, you did a great job! King Titan!!!" The Evil God of War was eager to praise as if he felt no pain.

Then, He stretched out His scarlet tongue to lick the hot blood flowing from the wound on His face. Gradually, a deep red color that was too rich to dissolve appeared in His eyes. The thick hair that spread from His back to His chest stood up, emitting a strong aura like the countless gun barrels slowly raised on a battleship.

The blood flowing from the severed limb did not fall to the ground, but slowly solidified into an arm and grasped the axe handle again.

It is not a simple self-regeneration, but relying on tenacious fighting spirit to force and beat the blood that should be liquid, forcing it to forcibly form the shape of limbs in order to continue fighting!

Ivan's brows jumped, and he changed from holding the sword with one hand to holding it with two hands. He slowly raised the black sword until it was parallel with his cold gaze, and the sharp tip of the sword pointed at the center of the chest of the berserker with a dog's head and a human body.

There, is where its heart is.

Fight! Fight again! Until death takes away everything a warrior has!

There was no need for cumbersome verbal communication; the violent murderous intent that erupted from each other was enough to achieve mutual understanding.

Swing the sword like a meteor!

The axe falls like thunder!

Flames shot up into the sky, blood covering the sky. Without holding back, the two warriors, unleashing their full might, instantly destroyed the entire arena. Four dozen demons cheered as they perished in the aftermath of the attack. Even the mightiest of the great demons were shattered, their limbs scattered and their heads sunk into their chests.

The concept of battle flashed dazzlingly above hell. The faces of both warring parties were filled with wild laughter, but this was not joy, but emotion.

It is the ultimate freedom that can only be experienced after the emotions are fully released and the soul and self-will transcend all things in the material universe.

So, let's fight! Until destruction comes!

Chapter 269: Final Battle 3

The earth cracked into countless cracks, and the arena built with the entire hell was also on the verge of destruction. Even the celestial planets that served as anchor points of reality could not escape the final destruction.

The culprit behind all this was the Titan and the evil god Korrel who were fighting each other.

By this point, the audience was already littered with corpses, and even the great demon was covered in blood. But the battle between the two god-level powerhouses continued unabated. With their full might, they pushed the planet to the brink of collapse.

Kong Ruier is worthy of being the God of Blood. His skills have surpassed the boundaries of mortal imagination. Even though his outward appearance is plain and simple, he can unleash tremendous power to destroy mountains and break down cities with his physical strength alone.

But his expression became more serious at this moment, because the young newborn Titan in front of him was a monster whose limits could not be estimated by common sense.

Explosion, deflection, concentration, clever changes, no matter how sophisticated the skills are, will be swallowed up by the opponent as food in the next second, integrated into the opponent's existing skill system, and transformed into new moves to return the favor.

The more Kong Ruier fought, the more frightened he became, and the more ecstatic he became. His complex expression turned into a loud laugh, accompanied by the heavy blow of the brass battle axe that almost pierced through the mantle.

Faced with this terrifying chop, Alvin dodged sideways with a cold look in his eyes, and launched an ultimate slash with perfect accuracy. This sword cleverly avoided the front edge of the brass battle axe and hit the rear handle accurately.

The forces of both sides unexpectedly overlapped perfectly at that moment, then crashed into the ground beneath their feet without a trace of force. In an instant, the arena built with the entirety of hell completely collapsed, and even the planet that housed this hell fell into irreversible destruction.

"Great God of War! Fighting Supreme!"

With near-hysterical cries, all the evil creatures of Horril, including the Great Demon, were drawn into the final battle across the deep hell - the Killing Heaven. Their bodies perished, their souls scattered, and even the battle codes that were the very essence of demons were reset and stored.

The asteroid, having reached its limit, shattered and cracked in the universe, with the two largest fragments separating the two warriors who were recovering their breath.

Even if hell is destroyed and the arena collapses, the battle will not stop!!!

"Come on! This is the second round of battle!" Kong Ruier laughed heroically, and the appearance of a dog-headed burly man disappeared in an instant. Countless blood-colored light streams condensed and reorganized into the evil god himself wearing heavy armor.

Molten brass flowed across the massive body of the Horror, slowly solidifying into exquisite reliefs depicting scenes of brutal battle. This was war armor, the most intuitive embodiment of the Heretic God's essence.

The brass battle axe, which originally had a wild shape, also changed its appearance. Various corpses were fixed in every corner of both sides of the axe blade as if they were cast in steel. They were the last traces left after the death of many challengers, and also a concentrated exhibition of the evil god Kongruiel's past victories and glory.

Holding the axe with one hand, Kongriel showed a bloodthirsty expression, and his sharp claws shaved a blank space on the axe, as if foreshadowing that the Titan's head would be embedded there as the most glorious trophy.

"My head is here, anyone can take it!" Alvin laughed out loud without fear. His physical body completely fissioned, and the true body of the Titan composed of clear flames appeared in the energy state.

The space behind him cracked, and the core frame of the golden combat agent jumped out, perfectly merging with the Titan's real body, and finally revealed a combat form suitable for the current situation.

In an instant, a dazzling light like the sun penetrated the dark universe, and a huge human figure in gold and white appeared, with two fists colliding in the chest, Disgulan - the golden fighter form!

Unlike the solemn and ornate armor of his Golden Knight and Pluto forms, Ivan in this form resembled a nimble fist fighter. His armor was lightened, leaving only the towering, slanted shoulder armor and golden half-body armor, leaving only two white, gold-edged hems.

The triple ornate crown was transformed into a simple headband, with only part of the armor extending to the cheeks. The rest of the body showed the pale and solid muscle outline like granite, and the joints turned into a dark and deep steel color.

The overall form has an organic texture that is unique to living things and looks particularly powerful.

At this point, two huge beings with majestic figures stood in the universe. They were like two shining stars that were about to cause a great collision between heaven and earth, revealing an incomparable strong presence.

On the eve of the battle, Kongruiel suddenly opened his mouth and swallowed the remains of hell. His body immediately burst into a dazzling scarlet. There was no more noise from other demons in the universe, only one last cheer.

Ivan couldn't help but glance sideways. He saw a beautiful woman dancing solo among the stars, like a stellar cheerleading squad performing between games. He had to admit, her beauty was like a black hole, and she was completely naked, so captivating that even light couldn't escape her allure.

However, compared to an ordinary beautiful woman, this guy has a lot of things that shouldn't be there...

[Earth curse] [Hell curse] It's bad luck, there's a pervert!

Ivan and Kongruier cursed at the same time. With a war imminent, they couldn't afford to look at something that would cause needle holes. Anyway, the latter had no intention of intervening in the battle.

The Blood Evil God of War, who had swallowed all the power of hell, took the lead in attacking. The infinitely extended brass battle axe cut through all obstacles along the way, carrying countless asteroid fragments like fired guns and swung meteor hammers, and attacked Ivan's head from the side.

The power of this attack is beyond imagination. Unless you can find a shotgun that can use asteroids as lead bullets, it may be able to match a few tenths of its exaggerated power.

But the Titan who transformed into a golden fighter had no intention of dodging. At the last moment before being hit, his fingers accurately grasped the axe handle and actually clamped it with a punch!

The moment the attack was neutralized, the War God Korriel launched his second strike, a paradoxical moment of transcending time, a strike lasting but ultimately arriving first. However, this brilliant move was also blocked by the Titan's raised hand!

His raised right arm was like an endless wall, completely blocking out the divine power. Immediately afterwards, the Titan, whose stature was as gigantic as a celestial body, and the evil god launched another high-speed attack.

Scarlet flames, red-gold light, the Blood God of War and the Titan Giant were wrapped in strong flames, turning into two huge meteors, drawing complex and zigzagging trajectories, and chasing each other at an incredible speed.

Every intersection of the two different trajectories means that the two sides will start a game of offense and defense. The huge flames that are enough to ignite the entire house turn into "sparks" that explode and fly in all directions, illuminating a large area of ​​the originally dark universe, just like the fighting spirit in the hearts of the two people that is burning so fiercely at this moment that it becomes a physical entity.

The heavy armor around Kong Ruier melted and solidified, solidified and melted again. The red-gold light bursting out from the golden fighter also shattered and condensed, condensed and shattered.

Suddenly, a serious crack appeared on the brass axe in the evil god's hand. Although the remains of the defeated embedded in it wailed and dissolved themselves to repair the damage, it would ultimately take even an almost non-existent one thousandth or one ten-thousandth of a second, and the Titan could easily seize and absolutely grasp such a fleeting opportunity!

Two dazzling beams of light like naval cannons burst out from Ivan's eyes, and a huge halo with an inestimable diameter appeared behind the Titan in the golden fighter form. Four arms stretched out from it, each holding the Scythe of the Sub-Sky, the Burning Demon Sword, and two storm light wheels made purely of light.

Using weapons as a medium and the ultimate realm that surpasses the master of boxing as the cornerstone, he simplified countless boxing concepts. Six styles of punches, some fast, some slow, some clever, some clumsy, were blasted out at the same time, turning into six zigzag streams of light that hit Kong Ruier right in the chest.

"Ah!" The God of War roared and was immediately beaten into eighteen pieces!

The fragments flew like a runaway rocket, landing in the distance on an extremely large gas planet.

Without any hesitation, Alvin immediately burst out at maximum speed and rushed into the gas planet with extremely harsh environment.

In the super-giant storm with wind speeds exceeding 600 kilometers per second, the God of War, Terror, reappeared intact.

"I see," Ivan muttered, tightening his grip on his weapon. Despite the unbelievable turn of events, he felt a sense of relief.

Conversely, despite seemingly having easily turned a defeat around, Kong Ruier's face was filled with solemnity. Behind the seemingly primitive and backward battle between the two sides, there was actually a more metaphysical confrontation hidden.

When Alvin said that sentence, he knew that his biggest trump card had been seen through by the person in front of him.

"You are the battle itself."

Chapter 270: Final Battle 4

A cold wind strong enough to crack steel blew rapidly, and two huge beings hanging high in the sky stood facing each other quietly.

The star system where Palladia is located does not have only one planet. Several other planets also revolve around the star called "Granzoto" in ancient language, among which is the extremely large gas giant planet - Orahorn.

This planet was so massive that the superstorm Ivan and Kuorril were currently trapped within was several times the size of the planet Palladia itself. The superstorm, which had been raging for centuries, was a crimson red, with peak speeds exceeding hundreds of kilometers per hour. It contained immense energy that even nuclear weapons couldn't match.

The lowest temperature exceeds minus 100 degrees Celsius, and the highest temperature in the deep core can reach tens of thousands. The gravity is also several times more than that of ordinary planets. Even the invisible atmospheric pressure can become a weapon that kills lives. Ordinary mortals simply cannot adapt to such an exaggerated and terrifying environment on the gas planet Orahorn. Even the deep hell is not so terrifying.

However, the two god-level warriors were able to use the simplest breathing movements to draw energy from such a terrifying environment and "recover".

At this moment, Kong Ruier maintained a depressing silence. What Ivan just said was enough to explain a lot of things and completely explained his true trump card.

The battle is undoubtedly an intense drain on both parties involved. The skills released by each party contain abundant magic power, and they also need to offset and withstand each other's attacks. The resulting consumption is not small.

The only thing that will not change is the concept of "battle" itself. Instead, it will be further strengthened as the intensity of competition continues to rise.