I let the genie out of the bottle

However, with this ability, after Lu Ye achieved the cause, he directly skipped the process and arrived at the "effect".

Since the "process" never actually happened, Mars naturally couldn't have stopped Lu Ye's attack during the process.

With such powerful abilities, the limitations are naturally also quite significant.

The greater the span of time and space Lu Ye experiences during the "process," and the more complex the things he does, the more magic power he needs to consume.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! What kind of power is this!" Mars roared, his eyes wide with rage and his hair and beard standing on end. His head slowly floated up, seemingly trying to fly towards his headless corpse.

At the same time, his headless corpse struggled and tried to stand up unsteadily.

If it were a human, such injuries would have killed him long ago, but under the possession of a deity, he was still able to keep his body alive!

"You bastard, now that you've already lost—"

Having finally reached this point, Lu Ye would absolutely not give Mars a chance to turn the tables!

The ability that had just formed within him seemed to be unusable for a short period of time after he managed to use it once.

At the same time, the magic power within his body seemed to have been exhausted.

"Don't embarrass me with your death throes!"

Lu Ye gritted his teeth, took a step forward, and stepped on Mars' headless corpse, knocking him to the ground!

At the same time, he desperately squeezed out the magic power in his body, and the white lightsaber condensed once again, ruthlessly plunging it into Mars' head and pinning it firmly to the ground!

"Shut up!"

Feeling the surging power within Mars's corpse and head, Lu Ye made a tough decision and directly drew all the power within them into his own body!

"Awoooo ...

However, Lu Ye would not give him the slightest chance!

He maintained the posture of one foot stepping on the corpse and the other hand pinning the head down with a sword.

However, as he absorbed the power, the magic within him became abundant once again.

Without even considering the waste of magic, several lightsabers quickly appeared in his empty hand!

Without the slightest respect for their opponent's thoughts, these newly formed swords were immediately plunged into Mars's corpse and head!

Finally, he stomped his foot with all his might on Mars' head, which was still not calming down even after he had cut it off with his sword!

"Evil wolf—"

"I can go to hell!"

"boom!"

The still-struggling head of the God of War was kicked away by him—

It's been trampled!

Now, Mars' body seemed to fall silent as well.

but--

Xingtian wields his axe and shield, his fierce will forever remain!

These words suddenly appeared in Lu Ye's mind.

"Damn it!" Lu Ye cursed angrily. He would never give Mars, the first enemy he had encountered who put his life in danger, even the slightest chance!

Even if he loses his head, there's no guarantee that Mars won't use his nipples as eyes and his navel as a mouth, and continue to fight him with the Sword of Mars!

Thinking of this, Lu Ye condensed the magic power in his hand into a giant sword, and gathered all his strength to lift it up!

Seemingly sensing this, Mars' headless body struggled once more, almost knocking Lu Ye to the ground!

"I knew you were going to pull this stunt!"

As Lu Ye cursed, his giant sword fell, mercilessly slicing the headless body into several pieces!

Then, the magic power within his body transformed into flames, burning the corpse to ashes!

Then, he picked up the Sword of Mars and swiftly absorbed all the power within this divine artifact.

The divine sword, having lost its power, immediately began to decay, and within seconds it was covered in large patches of rust.

"Huff, huff." After finishing these tasks, Lu Ye took a few breaths, looking somewhat disheveled, and used his sword to support his body to prevent himself from falling to the ground.

however--

"I think you should release me from the seal now."

The little devil spoke in a somewhat subtle tone.

"What?" Lu Ye was slightly taken aback.

A thunderous roar suddenly rang out.

"You wolf! You've gone too far!"

A golden-red beam of light struck Lu Ye heavily, sending him flying.

Countless golden specks of light drifted from all over Rome, and even from various locations further afield, and gathered above the temple.

Unlike previous instances of divine possession.

Mars, the disobedient one, has officially arrived!

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Chapter Twenty-Five: Congratulations, You're Free! (Bonus Chapter for 3000 Recommendations)

"Cough, cough."

Lu Ye coughed twice and stood up from the collapsed bricks and stones.

If he hadn't shielded his chest with the sealing bottle at the crucial moment during that sudden attack, he might have been cut in two by now.

Lu Ye braced himself against the dilapidated wall beside him with one hand and looked up.

Above the temple, in the sky, stood a fully armed warrior, over two meters tall.

His golden, tousled hair and seemingly unkempt, rugged beard made him resemble a majestic lion.

Golden eyes, seemingly burning with flames, were fixed on Lu Ye, who stood on the ground, filled with arrogance, anger, and... vigilance.

A bright red cloak draped over his back, vivid and eye-catching, concealing Roman-style armor that combined elegance and violence, gleaming with a cold metallic sheen.

Beneath the battle robe, two exposed legs displayed bulging muscles, showcasing immense power.

Oh shit, it's over.

Noticing that Lu Ye was looking at him, and seemingly recalling the time when Lu Ye had beheaded him with a single sword strike, his expression gradually darkened.

After finally resolving the possession form, it unexpectedly descended directly as a disobedient god.

Is this a type of vehicle that you can't afford to play?

"What happened with that sword strike just now?" Mars asked warily, his face grim.

Lu Ye did not speak.

Because he didn't think the disobedient god was a fool, nor did he know how well the other party understood human psychology.

At times like this, whatever you say or do might reveal information. Therefore, it's better to remain expressionless and silent, and consider what the best course of action should be.

Mars didn't seem to care that Lu Ye didn't reply.

Suddenly, a helmet appeared on his head.

This helmet is the kind that is extremely tight-fitting. It not only covers the head completely, with only two slits showing for the eyes, but also protects the neck.

In his hand appeared an oval shield radiating divine power.

Hey!

Lu Ye felt like he was about to explode.

You're so strong, why are you being a coward?

Where is the face!

"You wicked wolf, today I will make sure you die a horrible death!" Mars, who refused to obey, stood in the air, his voice booming like thunder.

The god-slayers of this world are all predetermined.

At this moment, Lu Ye finally understood the meaning of those words.

Before Mars even made a move, his mere presence was enough to make him feel breathless.

This is still the result of him absorbing power from divine artifacts or the possession of gods several times, and having already undergone several enhancements himself.

There is a difference in status between humans and disobedient gods.

Even a great knight would feel the pressure on his heart if he wanted to fight against a god who did not obey.

This pressure exists not only mentally, but also physically.

No matter how strong an ordinary person's will is, their physiological structure determines their limits.

Their fragile hearts would begin to fail, or even shatter, the moment they faced a disobedient god who showed hostility.

In this situation, the success of killing a god cannot be explained by mere luck.

"Mars—" Lu Ye suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind, and a lightsaber appeared in his hand once again, his gaze sharp.

"If I was able to cut off your head once, then I can do it a second time!"

"Hmph! You wicked wolf who can only rely on underhanded tricks and despicable schemes!" Mars roared in fury. "This time, I will hang your head on the battle flag!"

Magic surged within me.

Having absorbed the power from the temple and Mars's possession, his magical power had now reached its highest level ever.

This must be the highest level of magic power for those who are neither god-killers nor followers of gods.

Lu Ye gripped the sword tightly, his eyes filled with determination and unyielding will.

Then, he looked at Mars, who was suspended in the sky and refused to approach him.

Perhaps... there will be another chance.

Lu Ye thought to himself.

The magic power has reached its peak, and the ability to directly connect to cause and effect seems to have recovered somewhat due to the absorption of the power of Mars' possession body, and can be used again.

However, it can only be used once.

So, this opportunity—

Lu Ye stared intently at Mars' every move high in the sky, noticing the areas his armor couldn't protect him from, and his muscles gradually tensed.

Gather strength in your legs.

One's own worldview connects with the outside world.

Because it already possesses—

Therefore, no process is required.

Straight to the "fruit"!

Lu Ye's figure vanished instantly from the spot where he stood.

The next moment, he had already appeared outside the temple!

Of the Thirty-Six Stratagems, running away is the best!

He had been observing Mars' armor and shield and found that Mars' defense was virtually impenetrable.

Although he was able to penetrate Mars's divine power defense without any hindrance due to the same source of power, he was helpless against armor and shields!

Even if he were given ten more chances, let alone the fact that he could only use his ability to connect cause and effect once, he could only guarantee that he could sever Mars's legs that were not protected by armor, and he would not be able to take his life!

In that case, you'll definitely be the one who dies!

Therefore, the only way to have a chance is to run away directly!

As soon as he appeared, he immediately and without hesitation flashed in the direction he had come from.