Zongman, the history of a devil's rise

Vitan's entire left arm was reduced to just an arm bone, and light golden blood flowed down from the corner of his mouth.

Kakakaka——!

Under the stimulation of the Essence of Life, his injuries and flesh recovered rapidly at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

However, compared to the injuries on his appearance, his life essence actually suffered some injuries for the first time in this world.

"Hey!"

Like the sound of silk being torn, the gun body with colorful light directly cut through the black hole, allowing the surrounding rioting void to return to a state of calm.

The God of War still had a wild smile on his face, but his current condition was not as good as Vitan's.

Even to be more serious, it is still much worse.

But no harm.

For Artosh at this moment, whether he was injured or dead, any situation was a manifestation of his joyful enjoyment of the battle process. No one could stop him from continuing to enjoy the pleasure of "battle between strong men".

He had been waiting for nearly ten thousand years, just for this moment, this kind of exhilarating battle.

"My friend, I can feel it."

"The power you have now is not the full manifestation of your strength. Keep on using it. I want to see your stronger, strongest power."

He patted his chest, the armor that had been shattered to almost nothing.

"There is no need for thinking and strategizing. In battle, these are just useless things."

"All you need to do is use the sword in your hand to cut off my head, pierce my heart, step over my body, win, and reach the top of the world."

The muscular chest made a rumbling sound as he slapped it.

Vitan couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, and he stretched out his palm and slapped the light wheel that was constantly rotating in front of him.

"Don't worry, I'll let you experience failure now."

Chapter 4 k The Power of Divine Strike

Break through any obstacles and slaughter any blockers directly; this has always been the main theme of this world.

Some people may wonder or be confused as to why sometimes things that can be solved with strategy have to be solved with the most stupid brute force.

But everyone forgot one thing.

The so-called strategy was originally created to defeat the strong with the weak.

These are things created by lower races in order to defeat higher races and overcome insurmountable difficulties. When they possess powerful strength, these so-called strategies become like chicken ribs, becoming boring existences that are tasteless to eat and discarded.

As two people who both think they are the strongest in the world, no one would use such a thing.

"Don't worry, I will let you witness your own failure now."

Vitan responded to the God of War with his actions.

Countless points of light like stars in the sky appeared directly behind Vitan, ripples appeared in the space, and the vast sea of ​​elven power gathered behind Vitan.

The halo, symbolizing the life force in his body, was spinning even faster, and the ten gems inlaid on the halo were shining extremely brightly.

"boom--!"

Accompanied by a loud bang.

The power of chaos erupted, and the whole world seemed to have come to a standstill at this moment.

The corrosive force was gradually enveloping Artosh’s body.

He was powerless to resist or break free.

The sudden feeling of weakness in his body made it impossible for him to respond in the same forceful way as before.

Even the void outside the world's sky was dyed with chaotic colors over a large area.

The collision between the extreme powers produced an even more powerful force, creating an effect where one plus one was greater than three.

A powerful force raged through his body.

The armor was completely shattered—no problem!

The surface of the hard body was burned - no problem!

Until his entire divine body was burned to only half of it, Artosh's divine power was finally reignited, and the spear in his hand was summoned out again, and was held in his only remaining right hand.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang——!"

"Bang bang bang-!"

So what if he only has one hand left? Artosh once again wielded a long spear with smooth, colorful light flowing through it. He now looked like a fighting demon on a bloody battlefield.

With a violent burst of strength, he finally swung his spear and completely broke Vitan's restraints.

Simultaneously.

It was at this moment that Artosh's new divinity of "War" began to tremble continuously, constantly absorbing power from the void and growing rapidly.

War is supposed to draw strength from the struggle.

This is an irreversible truth that should be followed no matter which world we are in.

"Om-!"

At this moment, all the races still alive were looking up at the sky, watching the battle taking place between the stars.

Although it was impossible to see the details of the battle, the constantly leaping figures, one in gold and one in white, clearly outlined the trajectory of the war.

On the other hand, after Vitan and Artosh completely left Disboard and headed for the universe, the God of Doubt Hanlou also completely annihilated the god of the Dwarfs, the God of Forging Okan.

It is true that Houlou is not good at fighting.

However, she is good at creation, and can create an environment and materials that are extremely suitable for the Ex-Machinas to fight.

As for the Ex-Machinas who have a strong learning ability, as long as they are given enough materials, they can easily simulate ways to deal with the Old Deus in a short period of time.

Therefore, it can be said that Fanlou, which lacks combat power, has become even more powerful with the return of its own race.

It can be said that the people that Houlou encountered were not the two freaks Artosh and Vitan.

Now she can defeat any God species she encounters.

Especially now that they are facing the God of Forging who is also not good at fighting, it will be even easier for Fanlou to win.

However, this is what the battlefield on Fanlou's side looks like.

The situation on other battlefields was quite bloody.

Warships kept falling from the sky with sparks flying, and extremely terrifying energy kept exploding in the sky and on the earth.

The ground collapsed, the mountains shattered, and the rivers evaporated.

Under the extremely terrifying energy attacks, countless weak races were displaced and lost their lives, and the landscape was constantly changing.

Far away from the planets where various races live, on an asteroid with no life and even no air, a quarter of the body disappeared in an instant in the splash of light.

Vitan directly raised the Holy Demon Sword, and the power of fire surrounded the sword, and countless fiery red particles revolved around the sword.

Constantly absorbing energy from the surrounding world, then squeezing and compressing it, and then exploding instantly with the swing of the sword.

The dense stream of photons was like a giant firework ignited in the void. The super-high temperature was beyond the comprehension of all species, and the temperature burned all matter to ashes. Artosh, whose injuries had not yet fully healed, spurted out another mouthful of golden divine blood.

The golden divine blood was freely scattered in the universe.

"boom--!"

The red flames burned directly on Artosh’s body.

"Hahaha...haha..."

"Although I don't want to admit it, it seems that I am indeed at a disadvantage."

Artosh stopped himself from moving backwards, looked at his body and sighed.

Just now, the inexplicable move of the God of Life directly destroyed nearly half of his body.

According to this normal theory, even if he was seriously injured, his war essence was still running continuously, and the world war below was also going on continuously.

Then his power should be endless.

After such a long time, the damaged body of the god should have been rejuvenated and repaired long ago.

But look at his current state?

The lost leg and half of the torso had indeed been fully recovered, but the arm still showed no sign of recovery.

In other words, it would take him at least a little longer to fully recover.

What about his opponent, his friend, the God of Life?

The clothes on his body were naturally tattered, and his muscular but not bloated body was covered with fine scars. One could also feel that his spiritual energy was not as strong as before.

But overall, his injury is more serious.

"God of Life, my friend."

"In this long wait, you are the first one to bring me surprise and joy. I will always remember this moment of emotion even if my mind stops thinking."

He stretched out his only remaining arm and raised the golden spear in his hand.

The golden spear of the god of war shone with a brilliant light that illuminated the void.

"At this point, I offer all the power of the God of War to a worthy opponent. Gather, the feathers of creation, and gather your power on the tip of my spear."

Vitan clasped his hands together.

He could understand what Artosh meant at this moment.

The next move will be the only move named by the God of War, and it will also be his most powerful move.

The so-called ace of aces, gathering the power of all the Flügel as well as his own equally immeasurable power, condensing it into a point and then releasing it.

This is a "divine strike" that is powerful enough to directly destroy the entire world.

Under the command of the God of War, all the Slaughter Angels, whether they were the Flügel who were recovering from their injuries in the nutrition chamber or the Flügel who were fighting with the Elves, put down everything in their hands at the same time, knelt down devoutly,

To give their strength to their Creator without reservation.

The elves flutter like colorful ribbons.

It passed through the sky, cut through the horizon, and finally reached the tip of Artosh's spear.

Artosh stood in the void.

The spirit of war and slaughter, the once strongest god, the strongest Old Deus, Artosh.

Thousands of years of waiting, just for this moment to come.

The God of War will show his full strength for the only opponent who deserves it.

Most of the elves hidden in the Elf Corridor were directly extracted, and their essences bloomed with unprecedented brilliance.

An energy body larger than the size of a planet also rose above the golden tip of the gun.

The surrounding space was cooked and burned, hovering between constant recovery and rebirth.

The dazzling golden light illuminates the void like a new sun.

No need to doubt, no need to question.

This blow is definitely enough to destroy the world and massacre all living beings in the world.

Phantasma? Dragonite? Flügel? Eccentric?

Even the Gods would pale in comparison to such a blow.

This horror was beyond their imagination.

The sun was moving at a speed that was neither slow nor fast.

The mere approach of "Divine Strike" caused Vitan's body to burn with the aura of destruction emanating from the front.

This is not to say that the fire power within Vitan has lost its effectiveness.

It's just because it's not fire at all.

"Your strongest attack!!"

Vitan simply stretched out his hand and the Holy Demon Sword embedded in the halo came out.