I let the genie out of the bottle

Chapter 102 Your powers are the most useless!

Under the world-destroying flood unleashed by Lu Ye, Michael had no chance to resist and was killed and sent back to mythology.

However, Marquis Voban managed to escape the attack and quickly withdrew from the battlefield.

It wasn't that he didn't want to stay and fight, but the carefully prepared sneak attack now seemed to have no effect on Lu Ye. Instead, it had depleted most of his own curse power.

He then used the power of the Judgment of Karmic Fire, which requires a high level of magical power, and fought against Lu Ye together with Michael.

Therefore, at this moment, the condition of this most ancient god-slayer was also quite poor.

"Hmph, young lad, a temporary victory proves nothing," Marquis Voban said in a sinister voice, his terrifying old face displaying an expression that was hard to decipher—whether of joy or anger.

In the course of a hunt, the roles of hunter and prey are constantly shifting.

Previously, he was a hunter, like a spider weaving its web, or an old wolf lurking in the shadows, meticulously preparing a deadly trap, wanting to catch Lu Ye off guard and kill him in one fell swoop.

When his lightning bolt severely injured Lu Ye, he could almost taste the sweetness of victory.

The only pity was that the situation changed rapidly. Lu Ye used some method that he didn't know to return to his peak condition. And with one strike, even he and Michael combined their strength and felt that they could hardly resist.

Michael was defeated, and his power was almost depleted. Now that the tide had turned, he would not stubbornly stay in one place and wait to die.

"Just you wait, kid. I'll be the prey and make a pathetic escape for now."

Mobilizing the magical power within his body and unleashing the power "Gale and Raging Waves," Marquis Voban rode the gale directly toward his old lair in Eastern Europe.

Even if one becomes a god-slayer, one is still weaker than a god who does not obey.

Therefore, it was not uncommon for the Marquis of Voban to suffer defeats in battle and temporarily retreat to regroup.

However, even those disobedient gods who gained the upper hand in their battles with him, or even drove him to the brink of defeat, all ultimately met the same fate: they were defeated by him and transformed into his power.

What doesn't kill me makes me stronger.

"I'll fight you again once I've recovered my magical power. You won't be so lucky next time."

Marquis Voban snorted coldly, letting out a sinister laugh.

"Oh? Next time? Are you sure there will be a next time?"

A cold, emotionless voice came from above.

Instantly, Marquis Voban's expression changed, revealing a somewhat excited look as he raised his head.

Above is a glorious chariot, wreathed in blazing red flames, the heavenly flames representing the supreme lord, whose very existence is to proclaim the lord's authority!

Facing Marquis Voban, the god-slayer and enemy of the Lord, the flames on his body instantly surged.

The imposing presence of the chariots also transformed from glorious and grand to grim and oppressive, filled with an aura of destruction.

"So you've caught up, my young protégé." A green light flashed in Marquis Voban's fierce wolf eyes. "It seems that the remaining power within me, the power that belongs to you, has shown you the way."

"No, can someone like you really be called my junior?"

Seeing that Lu Ye was just looking down at him expressionlessly, Marquis Voban was not angry at all, but just asked and answered himself with amusement.

“Hehe, this old man has lived for hundreds of years since I successfully killed a god. I know god-killers too well.” Marquis Voban leaned back slightly. “Whether it’s magical power or anything else, you seem to have already broken the boundaries of a god-killer.”

"Or rather, from the very beginning, you were not a god-slayer like us, but something else entirely!"

"What a boring topic." Lu Ye neither agreed nor disagreed, merely letting out a cold snort.

Although he could initially make others see him as a god-slayer, what he needed was not the identity of a "god-slayer," but the identity of a demon king on earth, a fearsome reputation that would make magicians fear and submit.

Now, having defeated several descending non-gods and god-slayers in succession, and with his power enhanced once again, whether others would discover that he was not a legitimate god-slayer was no longer of any concern to Lu Ye.

“That’s right, it’s definitely a boring topic!” Marquis Voban agreed wholeheartedly, laughing heartily.

“We are feared, we are revered, not because we are god-slayers, but because we hold in our hands the power plundered from those called gods, a power that makes others unable to resist!”

"No matter when, in this world, power ultimately speaks!"

After he finished speaking, Marquis Voban suddenly looked up!

A chilling light shot out from his pair of bright green wolf eyes and landed on Lu Ye.

Power - Eye of Sodom!

The Marquis of Voban usurped power from a hero of ancient Rome, recreating a scene from the Old Testament of the destruction of Sodom!

This radiant light of power fell squarely upon Lu Ye!

The surface of Lu Ye's body touched by the power light quickly turned into a rough, transparent white crystalline substance.

That's salt.

When God destroyed Sodom, He sent an angel to warn the righteous Lot to flee with his family, and warned Lot and his family not to look back during their escape.

However, when Sodom was destroyed, Lot's wife, longing for her homeland, couldn't help but look back. That one glance was her punishment; she was transformed into a pillar of salt!

This story became the Marquis of Voban's power, enough to turn any creature he looked at into a magical eye of salt.

Even the most outstanding heroes among humankind are powerless against this power.

There is no such thing as weak power, only people who don't know how to use it.

Of all the powers of the Marquis of Voban, this one is absolutely the most terrifying.

but--

"Ha—" Despite the slow salting of his skin, Lu Ye revealed a mocking and disdainful smile.

"Are you kidding me, old man?" Lu Ye's tone involuntarily became somewhat sarcastic and mean.

"Use the curse of Sodom's destruction to fight against me, who defeated Michael—"

Michael's magic slowly enveloped his body. The crystalline white salt layer on his skin melted away as quickly as snow meeting a hot coal fire.

The one who brought divine punishment upon the city of Sodom was none other than Michael, the warrior before the throne of God.

"Old man, your powers are the most useless!"

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Chapter 103 Boiling a Frog in Slow Water

Power has no inherent strength or weakness, only suitability and the user's skill level.

For example, Marquis Voban's Gale and Raging Storm can control wind, rain, thunder, and lightning simultaneously, and can be extended to a variety of different and practical uses.

However, while it is versatile, the consequence is mediocrity—none of its features stand out.

For ordinary people, such a powerful storm would be an unbearable natural disaster.

But in the face of a god-slayer, it's a complete joke.

Although the lightning is powerful, it is easily exploited by the enemy.

For example, Marquis Voban's Eye of Sodom has simple activation conditions, can be activated almost instantly, and requires very little magical power. Furthermore, its range of application is also very wide; it could easily turn the entire population of an entire city into pillars of salt in an instant.

Against ordinary people—like Great Knights—it's an invincible weapon.

However, when facing a god-slayer, it can be easily broken.

Marquis Voban possesses many abilities that can easily cause widespread damage, but when he competes with other Godslayers of the same rank, especially those who excel at single-target damage, he can easily find himself at a disadvantage in terms of abilities.

That's why Lu Ye said that Marquis Voban's powers were the most useless!

"Kid, you're too arrogant!" Voban was immediately embarrassed when Lu Ye mocked the power he controlled.

In particular, his powers had almost no effect on Shang Luye just now.

However, while Lu Ye was dealing with the Eye of Sodom, he had already taken the opportunity to transform into a giant werewolf.

It was robust, with glossy gray-black fur that shone in the sunlight. Its green eyes held a savage and ferocious aura, and its sharp teeth gleamed with a cold light.

The giant werewolf's body expanded rapidly like a balloon, reaching a height of nearly fifty meters in just a few breaths. Even Lu Ye, who was driving the Flame Chariot, was only about chest-high in the werewolf.

The werewolf roared, a cold glint flashing in its eyes, and its sharp claws ripped towards Lu Ye.

At the same time, it opened its mouth wide and spat out a dazzling bolt of lightning from its throat.

"Heh." Lu Ye chuckled, not wanting to confront Voban head-on, and drove the Flame Chariot in a sharp turn, narrowly avoiding two attacks from Marquis Voban.

Then, with a wave of his hand, he controlled the chariot to rapidly ascend to a place beyond the reach of the giant werewolf that Voban had transformed into, still looking down at Marquis Voban below.

Subsequently, Lu Ye also used other powers, and the flames on the chariot gathered into thousands of fireballs the size of washbasins, which were continuously smashed towards Marquis Voban.

"How dare they use such low-class methods against me!" Marquis Voban roared.

This was indeed a low-level tactic, because in his view, the chariot Lu Ye was driving was clearly only part of a certain authority.

Then, the flames he was using were actually decorative items on the chariot.

To Marquis Voban, this was an insult, like when you draw your Wado Ichimonji and the other person pulls out a small dagger.

Of course, this wasn't what infuriated Marquis Voban the most. What angered him most was that, faced with a casual attack, he actually appeared utterly pathetic!

Whenever he tries to leap up or use the raging winds to ride the wind, a fierce fireball will appear above his head and slam him back down.

After several attempts, he could only passively take the beatings without any strength to fight back!

Marquis Voban's ability to transform into a giant werewolf was stolen from Apollo.

Apollo's symbols were originally the rat and the wolf, and his mother was Leto, the goddess of night. Initially, he was the god of plague and death, a cold-blooded archer who brought death with his arrows.

But later, people gradually associated long-range arrows with the sun's rays, and even plague and death became their counterparts in medicine and healing.

Therefore, wolves, which should be creatures of darkness and fear light and fire, have instead gained extremely high resistance to light and fire.

"Roar—" Marquis Voban raised his head and roared, his green eyes filled with madness.

Although the flames on Lu Ye's tank had little effect on him due to his fire resistance, they did suppress him completely, preventing him from escaping or launching an effective attack on Lu Ye.

He understood Lu Ye's purpose.

He didn't use any other powerful abilities, but rather approached it with a playful, cat-and-mouse mentality—something he often did himself when hunting.

At the same time, it's like boiling a frog in lukewarm water, slowly killing it.

After all, if things continue like this, his own magical power will eventually be exhausted first! In that case, Lu Ye can simply sit high on his chariot and casually throw out a few fireballs to secure victory in the battle!

Moreover, this would also prevent his fierce counterattack from causing any harm to Lu Ye himself!

Defeat is not unacceptable, but being defeated so contemptuously and casually is something that Marquis Voban, this eccentric and proud old wolf, cannot accept!

"Let me see if you have the strength to match your arrogance!"

"If not, then I will tear you to pieces!" Marquis Voban roared, a black leather spellbook, over a meter tall, appearing in his hand.

Then, he held the spellbook in his hands with his huge wolf paws, and quickly turned the pages with his fingertips, searching for its contents.

Power—a spellbook of chanting!

Knowledge can be stolen from magicians and stored in books.

For the Marquis of Voban, this was a power he did not like.

Because what this power can do, his servants of death can do in most ways as well.

Moreover, this power required him to manually turn the pages, which did not suit his taste.

However, the spellbook formed by this power can also do some things that the servants of the dead cannot do.

Soon, he stopped on a certain page.

It wasn't some powerful spell, because human spells posed virtually no threat to opponents of the level of God Eaters and Disobedient Gods.

Instant teleportation!

With the input of magical power, the spellbook in his hand quickly activated an ability, teleporting Marquis Voban to the sky above Lu Ye's head.

"Hahaha! Kid, I'll tear you to pieces right now!"

Marquis Voban roared, his body rapidly growing larger, his limbs contracting, until finally his entire body transformed into a giant wolf head with a diameter of over a hundred meters!

This wolf head is completely different from Marquis Voban's previous werewolf form, indicating that this is now a different power.

The viscous fluctuations of magical energy in the air further indicated that Marquis Voban had poured almost all of his remaining magical energy into this final killing move!

"The power I seized from Fenrir the wolf, the power that devoured the sun—feel it well!"