Come and connect with me!

Wuming said in a deep voice that the battle just now not only allowed him to really hurt this god-like being for the first time, but also gave him the courage and determination of a warrior. He no longer just relied on his super speed to move around and scrape. He wanted to actually defeat Him instead of escaping in disgrace.

"How can any mortal compare with me? Your Highness Wuming, not everyone is an observer."

Even in anger, Michael still maintained His demeanor.

"I thought you would yell at me, but I was wrong, Michael. You have no self, you are just a puppet."

Wuming clenched his fists, anger still burning in his eyes.

"Ability and responsibility are two sides of the same coin. If you gain omnipotent power, you will gain omnipotent responsibility. Mortals pursue ability but avoid responsibility. They are worse than a puppet like me."

Michael's tone became increasingly indifferent. His human side fell into a disadvantage in front of Wuming, while his divine side began to rise.

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"Survival is the greatest responsibility of mankind. Doesn't your Lord also consider suicide a sin?"

Wuming sneered at this. These so-called messengers of God, when you think about it carefully, every one of them is disappointing!

"But above this sin, there is a greater sin."

Michael tightly grasped the half-broken flaming sword.

"What is it?"

Wuming's muscles tensed and he asked in a low voice.

“I don’t believe in the Lord.”

Michael said coldly, and a glowing blade emerged from the cross-section of the flaming sword. Its power remained undiminished. Just within the atmosphere, it made the humans nearby feel their breath burning, blisters formed in their esophagus, and the only remaining grass on the ground began to burn.

"An hour ago, I thought you were at least an angel who could use the Internet. I didn't expect that you would say things that even your Pope wouldn't say."

Wuming paused, and his body turned into a red light, trying to take Michael off the ground.

Michael swung the broken sword, and the shining blade scratched Wuming, who was unable to dodge, leaving a charred mark on the back of his hand.

"Now that I'm here, he should be able to speak out."

Wuming took a deep breath, flew high up, and exhaled towards the earth. The icy air brought by his super breath instantly covered Michael's body and froze him completely. The aftermath simply cooled the surroundings and put out the forest fire. He suddenly accelerated and disappeared in an instant.

The frozen Michael moved his body nonchalantly, and the ice on his body shattered into pieces, but he did not show any joy. A red light came rushing from afar, and wherever it passed, a layer of white frost was left because of the super breathing. The survivors who were struggling to survive in the heat wave could not help but stare in a daze at the red light going away.

When Wuming came to Michael again, there were something more in his hand.

"Your knight is not as powerful as I thought. At least he did not pass my test."

Wuming let go of his hand, revealing a broken sickle, a bloody blade, and a head with its eyes open.

"Wuming, you have ruined humanity's chance to become perfect."

Michael spoke word by word, without addressing him by any honorific title.

"I just ruined a madman's murder plan."

He replied coldly.

"Heroes can only emerge in troubled times and doomsday. Gold that doesn't shine is just brass. Sand that isn't polished can never become pearls. You let the mediocre sink forever!"

The God-like One was furious. If He had only been harmed, this truly compassionate One could have smiled, but His duty of guiding all beings was forced to be suspended, so He had no choice but to be angry.

"A true hero should help the weak to become valuable gold and pearls without any need for sharpening. When you sharpen them, have you ever asked for their opinions?"

The nameless rage grew stronger. It was easy to be cruel to others, but it was difficult to be cruel to oneself. This godlike being felt that his duties were interrupted and felt angry, but he never thought that the situation of mortals would only be worse than his.

"My duties are to give out trials, bestow rewards, discover heroes, and guide the people."

Fire brewed in Michael's throat.

"Brave, wise, sage, you are not satisfied with anything. Do you want to become Satan?"

"If you think I am, then I am."

Wuming responded in the same tone.

"Stop talking about your bullshit theories. This is the first time I hate someone so much, Michael. I once thought that if you could join my port, maybe it would be a better place. But I was wrong. Compared to you, even the sirens are not that annoying!"

"Really? I also think Satan is much cuter than you!"

The two men roared at the same time. A mere hundred meters was almost nothing to them. The red and gold colors collided heavily, and the air waves created lifted the surrounding grass and soil high up, and then flew in all directions.

Wuming frowned and rushed out at a faster speed, but Michael kept pestering him and kept up with him. The god-like being seemed to be trying to increase his speed as well, making it difficult for Wuming to completely get rid of Him.

"The battle with Satan has torn down the stars in the sky and shattered the mountains and rivers on the earth. Do you still want to distract yourself to protect those mortals?"

"There's no need to go all out against you!"

Although Wuming didn't relax, his body couldn't break free from Michael's restraints. He could only turn his head suddenly, and the [Heat Ray] instantly vaporized most of the high-speed flying objects.

"is it?"

This action revealed a flaw. Michael took advantage of his change in vision and easily passed over the protection of his arms. The light blade easily cut open his chest. If Wuming had not subconsciously retreated, this blow would have cut him in half!

Deep underground, in front of the dimensional gate, Shinano Noshiro and Akashi did not leave as Wuming requested. They were used to self-discipline and would not let their commander stay here alone to fight against an opponent who could easily cut off a planet.

"Check, is there any way for Superman to become stronger?"

Shinano said in a hurried tone.

"Sunshine meow, but that turkey is very smart meow, and has never thought of going to outer space to fight meow. But the commander is not without advantages either. If he stays on the earth, the turkey will not use that ultimate move meow. After all, he is the guardian of the Garden of Eden, and he will never really exterminate humans meow!"

Mingshi moved very quickly, constantly trying various ways to break the impasse.

"Hey, Kikuchihara, why didn't you use Kakarot? Otherwise, you could have defeated that guy by changing the color of your hair, right?"

Mirokuji Yuye said dissatisfiedly that Akashi and Shinano maintained the illusion and kept slowing down the motion. Even mortal eyes could barely see some traces. Although he still didn't like Wuming, compared to angels, Wuming was as kind as an angel.

"The ambassador to the island who voted against it is a DC fan. The other candidate is a Marvel fan and chose the Ancient One."

Kikuchihara Aki adjusted his glasses and said, "If the other option is true, it would be Gabriel versus Michael now."

Akashi frowned, then saw the sky where the two were fighting.

The divine light dissipated, and the suppressed full moon reappeared.

"Well, Shinano-chan, let's send this video of hope to the whole world. Isn't the most universal way for creatures to be strengthened by being believed by others?"

Shinano looked at the sky and his brows relaxed.

In the dark night sky, the moonlight gradually becomes brighter.

Chapter 187 re: Nameless

On the battlefield, there was a torn gash on Wuming's chest, his flesh was turned over, and blood was dripping. Superman's blood was also red, staining his clothes, and the wet blood dripped onto the ground.

"Your Highness Wuming, it seems that you are not as strong as you think."

After injuring Wuming, Michael called him "Your Highness" again.

Wuming had a stern face, clenched his fists, and looked at the god-like being in silence. The latter was holding a light blade and did not let down his guard even though he had the upper hand.

As the night faded, the clouds that had long been shattered by the battle between the two men were no longer able to block out the light, and the clear moonlight reappeared, and the devastated land after the battle was also covered with white frost.

Michael was thinking about something, but saw a red shadow approaching rapidly. He immediately chopped it in the body, but he didn't feel that he hit a real object. The light blade only heated the air nearby. At the same time, another red shadow attacked him from behind!

[Commander, Shinano-chan will help you, let's kill this guy together, meow! ]

With the help of the props left by Akashi, Wuming heard her voice, and Michael in front of him also slashed at the air with a solemn expression.

[I should have told you to leave immediately. This guy is not easy to deal with! ]

[So we are here to help you, and don't just say cool lines and fight alone. Even if it is a strong team, doesn't it need at least two ship girls to go out? ]

[Huh, I'll deal with you, this stupid cat, when I get back. Tell me what you have planned! ]

After silently repeating these words, Wuming no longer cared about his injuries. His iron body brought him a defense that was almost immune to physical attacks, but his self-healing ability basically relied on the buff provided by sunbathing to accelerate recovery. Even if his heart stopped beating, he could be resurrected by being thrown under the sun. However, when dealing with a solar guardian like Michael, at least inside the planet, he could not get help from the ancient stars.

[There is no other way, meow. In fact, only Shinano-chan can barely keep up with you and Turkey. The others can't see clearly at all, meow. I also rely on Speed ​​Manman-kun to slow down the speed by tens of thousands times to roughly see the battle speed, meow. After all, the two of you are too fast. Conservatively estimated, it should be hundreds or thousands of times the speed of sound. But how did the commander ignore the sound barrier? I'm really curious, meow. Theoretically, at this speed, if we circle the planet, we should be able to set off a hurricane that destroys the world, meow! ]

[Don't ask these questions that cannot be answered yet, Akashi. What I mean is that I need to rely on Shinano's assistance and act accordingly, right? ]

[That's right, Commander, please don't die, Shinano-chan will go crazy, meow. If she doesn't care, she might be scarier than this turkey, meow! ]

Wuming didn't say anything else. Michael had turned his head, got rid of the illusion, and stared at him coldly. If he contacted Akashi now, it might expose their location.

"Your golden finger is very powerful. If this Shinano were in mythology, he would be as difficult to deal with as Belial. I am curious, even with such a subordinate, do you still want to pursue the power of God?"

Michael asked with a little confusion, and the light of God reappeared, the sky turned white, and the eternal sun rose into the sky again.

To break free from the illusion, one needs the most amazing insight and logic, but facing an anti-logical enemy like Superman, fighting him while shrouded in illusion is almost equivalent to handing over victory. Therefore, even if He maintains the glory of God covering the world and fighting against Shinano, He is unwilling to give Wuming more advantages.

"I can't help it. First, my pride as a man makes me want to get a position that is not hidden behind others. Second, the conditions for upgrading my gold finger are too harsh. I suspect that if I don't do some part-time work, I may need to face an entire galaxy-level space fleet to reach my current level. And my enemy, the Siren, may not be willing to give me so much time to grow."

Wuming responded in a deep voice.

It seems that you can upgrade to level 48 in one go, but this is based on the premise of destroying the top-level interplanetary army thrown out by the mechanical life network. Not every world can encounter this situation. The experience points in the future will become more and more difficult to obtain. [Battle Experience] means that any experience can only be obtained by opposing the army. If you remove the skin of the beautiful girl in Azur Lane and open the commander's resume, you will find that at least tens of thousands of attacks can support the prosperity of the port. If the army destroyed in each attack is really arranged at once, it may be considered a great evil.

Michael is a big enemy, but he is also someone he can talk to. Wuming doesn't feel embarrassed to talk to his enemy.

"It's a wise move. After all, this world is just a story to you that you can see the end of. It can probably only be regarded as a so-called tourist attraction."

There was no resentment or dissatisfaction in His voice. After saying the last sentence, His wings spread out, and in an instant He stepped from extreme stillness into extreme movement. His figure turned into a stream of light, and the sword of light bit towards Wuming's wound like a venomous snake. Whether it was military swordsmanship that was good for the battlefield or swordsmanship that was more inclined towards single combat, both were easy for the archangel. However, Wuming's super brain was also constantly working, like a dry sponge, quickly absorbing His fighting skills and using them for his own benefit. Even though he could only dodge half an hour ago, now, as a warrior, he was already comparable to the invincible warrior king in the myth!

This is one of Superman's talents. For him, fighting techniques are something he can learn as long as he wants to. No matter how difficult the fighting techniques are to understand for humans, with the support of the super brain, he can learn and optimize them in the blink of an eye.

But he also needs an enemy like Michael to stimulate his desire to learn. Otherwise, according to the way of his predecessors, he should restrain his learning speed and physique, and first find Master Ye and Master Huang to start learning martial arts. This is the normal way for a time traveler.

Wuming's thought did not affect his fighting at all. Michael's sharp blade was enough to cut through his defense, but his fist could also pose a threat to Michael. The two of them could predict the enemy's next and next steps just by observing the changes in their opponent's limbs, which brought their fight into a new stage.

Prejudgment, counter-prejudgment, counter-counter-prediction.

The judgment method of stacking boxes is a headache. The fists and swords of the two people are often half-extended and then quickly retracted. At the same time, they predict the opponent's fleeting flaws and then attack again.

Michael suddenly felt something was wrong. The enemy in front of him was too similar to him. The sun was still above his head, but it gave him a sense of unreality. He subconsciously slowed down his attack, and then his body tensed. Superman opened his arms and hugged him tightly!

"You gave up on shaping the sense of reality and instead actively made me doubt myself, huh?"

Michael sighed, and just a moment of distraction, Wuming had already stepped on the ground, taking him through the atmosphere, breaking free from the constraints of the planet, and the battlefield of the two came to the starry sky of the universe.

There was dead silence in outer space, with only the satellite and the moon silently watching the two.

"Phew, two against one is really an advantage... And, this is the first time I've discovered that the sun is so kind..."

Wuming opened his arms. In the cold universe, he felt a sense of comfort as if he was back home. Michael raised his eyebrows, feeling a sense of horror as if he was facing a star directly.

Superman's body healed quickly, and the sunlight of nature showed its favor generously. Even Superman felt the illusion of losing control of his power.

Wuming stretched out his hand in surprise, opened it and clenched it. His super brain was reminding him that he could now lift the planet under him high up!

"The second round, no, it should be the last round, Michael."

The god-like being tilted his head and a dazzling star appeared behind him. Several familiar celestial bodies were slowly rotating around this big fireball.

"You are right, Lord Wuming, this is the last round."

In the vast space of the universe, large pieces of ceiling paintings that looked like they were inlaid with colored glass suddenly appeared. On them, a blond boy wearing wings was painted, fighting against foreign gods and evil dragons with a sword, and weighing the good and evil in the world with a scale. Above the ceiling, Superman was standing on a sword, gazing at the godlike being orbiting the planet.

"I am the leader of the Holy Light Spirit, the Vice-Prince of Heaven, and the King of Angels!"

As the Spirit of Words chanted, Michael raised the broken flaming sword high up and chopped it down heavily. Before the trillions of stars, the nine levels of heaven became the vanguard, starting from the Moon Sky and ending from the Primordial Sky, and rushed towards the Nameless!

Chapter 188 re: You are the hero

In mythology, the celestial bodies transcended time in the form of concepts and revived from ancient scrolls. Half of the humans on the planet could see the nine-layered shadow of the sky that almost enveloped the planet itself. These seemingly unreal celestial bodies possessed the physical properties of the real world, causing this unfortunate planet to shake violently. The next moment, Wuming was hit directly by the slash. The Shadow of the Moon Sky had the same mass as the real moon, but Superman just stretched out his hand and easily grabbed the Moon Sky, and then the Mercury Sky followed, but this was still not enough to oppress Superman.

But the next Venus Sky was almost the size of the Earth, and it bombarded Superman heavily, knocking him away unconsciously. Then the Sun Sky and the Proto-Motor Sky came one after another, and Wuming was hit into the moon cleanly. People on the ground could only see a black dot flashing, and then the moon let out a silent sigh, and its shell full of holes and cracks was covered with cracks, and it fell apart in the next instant!

Fortunately, the cracked satellite still needs some time to change its magnetic field, and the planet is temporarily safe. However, Wuming has no time to think about these things, because his iron body is wrapped up by the heavy Nine Heavens, and keeps crashing into the planet all the way. He is seriously injured, but his body is constantly destroyed by the impact force. He passes through Jupiter and Neptune along the way, and finally crashes heavily into the Kuiper Belt before gradually stopping.

The guardian of the Sun Sky has a terrible trump card, which is enough to destroy anything in the solar system except the stars in an instant. Wuming was nearly dead from this blow, but his body strangely felt something other than pain, something was reviving.

The humans on the surface of the planet all felt a little dazed at the same time. They could vaguely see a tall man fighting with Michael. They saw him spit out cold air to freeze the magma, move quickly to rescue the innocent, and see him constantly getting hurt and constantly striving for humanity...

"Is it necessary to make a video like this? My husband is very strong!"

Deep underground, Noshiro muttered.

"If not, we can't let the humans know that the Commander is with them, Shinano-chan, it's okay... Never mind, I won't do BGM, meow, it's not okay to be too deliberate, meow!"

There are still a lot of ordinary people here, but most of them remain silent, with a mixture of anxiety and excitement on their faces. There is no image of either in the illusion. Once they leave the surface of the planet, they completely lose the means of observation.

In space, even though there was a distance of nearly thirty astronomical units between them, Michael could still accurately sense that Wuming's life had not disappeared. He opened the pure white door and lightly came to the Kuiper Belt. Wuming's body was broken, but a strange power was flowing in. That was recognition power, a large amount of recognition power.

"It seems the outcome is still undecided, Your Highness Wuming."