You are very strong, but my painting style is better than yours!

Iori spread her five fingers wide, restraining the chaotic, spreading winds that filled the sky. Guided by her magical power, the winds transformed into a ten-thousand-meter-long whip that swept across the sea—

hum!

The entire ocean was churned up, like an inverted Milky Way, with countless lights and shadows flashing.

"Don't be so irritable, hmph~"

On the sea, a refined-looking old man wearing a black turtleneck coat stood quietly, suspended several meters in the air. His white hair was neatly combed, and although he looked old, his back was straight. His emerald-green eyes shone brightly, and he was as energetic as a young man.

For some reason, just his presence alone evoked a sense of "danger," like encountering a lone wolf in the wild.

Iori noticed that there seemed to be quite a good amount of muscle hidden under his clothes, unlike the gaunt muscles of an ordinary old man.

A name that matched the person in front of him quickly flashed through his mind, and a cold smile crept onto his lips.

"It's you... Ha!"

"What a coincidence! I was just hunting a fox, but I never expected to run into two lions. I'm so lucky."

"I see. I understand the cause and effect now. No wonder Guinevere didn't react to such a commotion. It turns out she was trying to lure you here."

Iori spoke to himself in a way the other two couldn't quite understand: "Indeed, heroes and demon kings have always been drawn to each other, and in terms of the purity of a 'demon king,' you are undoubtedly the best in the world—Marquis Voban!"

Mekal glanced at him: "Another god-slayer? But even if you are natural enemies, you shouldn't interfere in my battle and spoil my fun. You deserve to die!"

Upon hearing his name, the old man smiled slightly: "I heard that a fierce war of gods took place in Japan, which not only gave birth to a new god-slayer, but also caused my old rival, the Martial Arts King, to disappear after the war... Are you the protagonist of this event?"

"It's not 'me'."

"Iori said coldly."

"Ok?"

Voban was taken aback.

"Although I have long wanted to get to know you better, now is not the time."

Iori said indifferently, "My battle with His Majesty the God King is not yet over. Could you please stay away for a while and come back to me after this is all over?"

"Oh, although you're very young, it seems you know the 'rules'."

The Marquis smiled slightly, “Apart from the first time a god is killed, if the god-killers join forces to suppress those who do not submit and use their numbers to overwhelm the few, then even if they succeed in killing the god, they will not be able to obtain power.”

"Since you know that, what are you still doing here?"

Iori was displeased.

Ultimately, the rituals of the Godslayer are controlled by Pandora. The loli goddess will always be watching the Godslayer's battles. If a god is killed by despicable means, such as ganging up on the weak or ambushing a weakened opponent, the rituals will not react.

It's clear that the Godslayer ritual encourages one-on-one duels and fair combat; it's quite thrilling!

In fact, this also happens to circumvent the "Covenant Law," or perhaps it's fate in the dark.

“Unlike you brats, I’m no longer obsessed with the quantity of power.”

Having lived for over two hundred years and possessing more than ten powers, Voban smiled nonchalantly: "I'm just here to reap the rewards. After all, it just so happens that this means my good luck has arrived. According to the traditions of my hometown, such things must be left to nature, and we can't let the opportunity slip by."

Iori gave a half-smile: "That's the reason?"

"Hehe... You don't need to be angry. I've been through this kind of thing before."

A pleased smile appeared on Voban's face.

“I once planned a god-slaying operation, but it was ruined in the end by a bad boy—Salvatoretoni, who was also a novice god-slayer like you.”

Although I tried to teach him what 'respect' meant, he was a brainless guy who couldn't understand fear, and his body was too sturdy. No matter how he was attacked, he could still hold up his deformed body and smile as he slashed at the sword...

Fighting such a tasteless guy is no fun at all; it's like talking to a brick wall!

Meeting you here today reminds me of this incident, and perhaps I can answer you with Tony's words from back then:

I don't care how you feel, as long as I'm happy, that's all that matters!

"I understand... you're just here to cause trouble."

Iori understood immediately upon hearing this.

Voban had no grudge against him, nor was he trying to seize Mekal, the disobedient god, and he didn't even have much to do with Tony... This marquis was simply bored and wanted to find some excitement for his dull life.

For example, deliberately provoking a junior?

It can only be said that people tend to become abnormal when they live a long time. However, Luo Hao, as a Taoist, spent most of his time in seclusion and recuperation, while Woban really did wander around and cause trouble everywhere.

The most vicious god-slayer—this title was definitely not given for nothing.

"Get out!"

Unsurprisingly, the most vehement reaction came from Mekal: "This is my battle with him, and no one else has the right to interfere!"

"What a joke! What I seek are evenly matched opponents, battles where even defeat is honorable! This is a stage for warriors, not for frivolous bystanders... You lowly bastard who dares to offend the majesty of the God-King!"

The two god-slayers had different expressions. Iori looked at the God King with admiration, while the Marquis only gave him a cold glance.

He had encountered far more disobedient gods than Iori, some of whom were even more irritable and rude, and he paid no heed to Mekal's words.

Iori's eyes darted around before focusing again, as if she had already made up her mind. She looked at the Marquis with a very cheerful smile: "Well then, you are at least a senior, so I'll give you two choices."

"Oh?"

"roll."

Iori spoke clearly, with a smile.

Woban, emboldened, looked at Iori with a smile: "What else?"

"die."

Iori's smile vanished, replaced by a cold glance.

The Marquis scoffed. With more than double-digit powers protecting him, he was undoubtedly a pinnacle existence in this world. Even the most powerful non-gods, or a demon king like Luo Hao who had mastered martial arts, could at most repel him, but could not kill him.

"you……"

call--

In that instant, Iori raised her eyes and looked directly above the Marquis. At the same time, a figure exuding a terrifying aura appeared, and the entire atmosphere froze in an instant!

The Marquis looked up in astonishment, only to see another Iori. The difference was that Iori's hands and feet were surrounded by a red aura resembling shackles, and he had already assumed a certain stance, exuding an indescribable sense of oppression.

The oppressive feeling that made Voban feel terrified and horrified!

No warning! No sensation! No fluctuation of magical power!

This is neither the teleportation of Xiangzhuan nor the somersault cloud that can enter the speed of gods, but a high-speed maneuver driven purely by physical strength!

Without divine power, its speed is so great that even the oldest god-slayers cannot react in time!

"I am——"

boom! ! !

From top to bottom, like the flames of God destroying Sodom, the golden-red flames are constrained into a straight line that pierces through the sky and sea!

Before the Marquis could activate his powers, he was engulfed by the heat of the explosion, which was like a supernova!

hum-

The pillar of fire pierced into the sea, and after a brief calm, the entire sea surface swelled up, as if an underwater volcano was erupting. The faint crimson color gave rise to surging steam, raising the sea surface within a radius of a thousand meters before exploding and turning into countless scalding hot water droplets falling from the sky!

Upon seeing this, Iori (the avatar) sneered, then her body was enveloped in a layer of white light, and she quickly lost her form, transforming into a flying rainbow and returning to her original body.

Meanwhile, Iori, maintaining the [Breaking the Dao Forbidden Style], landed on the sea surface, bathing in the heavy rain and quietly sensing it. After a long while, she opened her eyes and looked at Megal again.

"They're either dead or they've escaped, but in any case, they won't be able to interfere with our battle... Now, let's begin!"

"..."

Mekal watched as a marquis of similar strength was knocked unconscious by a single punch from Iori, and then, recalling the destructive aura displayed by that punch, he suddenly regretted not fighting alongside Vereslana.

"Hahaha, it's true that you have to be back to your peak to really enjoy the game!"

As he spoke, a dazzling white light shone from his body—

Mercato's powerful body dispersed into a storm, with hundreds of bolts of lightning shooting out from all directions in a 360-degree arc!

"If we meet again someday, I will come back to find you!"

"..."

Iori frowned, the red light on his hands and feet became even more dazzling, and he immediately gave chase. His invisible fist force tore through the atmosphere, and countless vacuum blades flew out!

"Forbidden Technique Break!"

...The battle ended after thirty seconds.

……

【Ding! 】

[CG included]

[King of the World of Power]

Type: Special.

Quality: None.

Level: None.

Introduction: The powers formed by the usurpation of the divine power of Mekal, the god-king of Canaanite mythology. Mekal is Baal, the chief god of the maritime civilization who controlled the realms of storms and the sky, and was further associated with agriculture as the sun god, the god of harvest, and agriculture.

Abilities Overview:

To place a throne in a certain area or piece of land (no physical throne required, simply gain control of the area) grants oneself the characteristics of "King of the World" within that area.

Within this range, the "King of the World" gains an absolute advantage, meaning that it ignores attribute restraint and unilaterally occupies a favorable position.

Gaining significant damage reduction is not a physical increase in defense, but rather a conceptual reduction in the damage received, by approximately two-thirds.

Increased stamina and mana recovery speed.

Within this scope, the "King of the World" can summon the god-level Dragon King Yam to fight for him, but it is merely a summoned creature and does not serve as the core of a god.

If you leave this area, your special ability will disappear, your powers will automatically become ineffective, and your summoned creatures will be sent back.

——Special Note——

Note: This power is based on "territory" but does not come with its own domain space. It can only be used after the god-slayer has seized control of the land or expanded his own domain.

Chapter 385 was truly a fair duel (laughs)

"Mekkal's [steel]?"

Huge wooden poles floated, or rather, were "stranded" on the sea surface. They did not sway with the waves, but remained motionless as if they were placed on solid ground.

Iori walked over and gently stroked the wooden stick. Then, countless particles of light emanated from it, and the wooden stick quickly shrank to the size of an ordinary person's use. Then, it transformed into divine light and flew into the "Savior God Blade".

Transformation +1!

In addition, after defeating these disobedient gods, the CG of the [Godslayer] was refreshed, and the art style value on it has now changed from "10" to "40".

It seems that for every god slain, the art style value increases by ten units... Such a stable income makes Iori's heart flutter.

It's important to know that after slaying a god, one inevitably gains a power. If one is a Steel Hero, then the Savior's Blade will also have an additional collectible. Iori can cultivate a new incarnation through [Heart Monkey], and currently, there's also art style value added to her account...

The price-performance ratio is just too high!

Thinking of this, Iori had a sudden thought. She closed her eyes, focused her mind, and when she opened her eyes again, a semi-transparent projection screen had appeared in front of her.

Above is the character "Aizen Iori's" class, race, skills, and level—the character panel Iori obtained from the game world.

He was employed in the "Cleric" system, and his level... as expected, he accumulated a large amount of experience points.

Although with his current strength, small monsters can't help him level up, he still keeps challenging powerful figures who can destroy the world, so the experience points he gains are incredibly valuable.

By investing all those experience points into his job level, Iori instantly rose to over level 30, enough to advance to a higher-level job... Of course, he only needed the basic attributes from the stat panel; job skills and the like were of little use to him.

Putting aside the effects and power, Iori's private collection contains a large number of magic scrolls and high-level equipment, which can do the same thing.

—Powers, transformation, experience points, art style points!

So many rewards made Iori's heart flutter, and for a moment she even had a greedy thought:

If they delay taking action against the Goddess of Fate, she might awaken the God of Disobedience to test Iori... But these distracting thoughts were quickly cleared away!

First, he had already agreed to Rama's request.