Human and Dead Apostle Showdown

"Roar roar roar roar roar roar roar roar roar roar roar roar————!"

The terrifying roar, like a chorus, transformed into sound waves that echoed throughout the courtyard.

One after another, enormous beasts transformed into a surging tide, their earth-shaking footsteps echoing as they pounced towards Fang Li's direction.

Gazing at the horde of beasts that resembled a surging tide, Fang Li, as if intending to challenge the surging black waves, stood alone, raising his dagger.

Until a ferocious crocodile opened its huge mouth full of rough fangs, leaped high, and bit down hard on Fang Li's head.

"Whoosh—!"

A flash of silver light cut through the air currents.

The cold, sharp light of the blade flashed again, meeting the gaping maw that was about to tear down.

"Pfft—!"

With lightning speed, the blade of light slashed through the sky, cleaving the giant crocodile's gaping maw in two.

Black mist, like blood foam, gushed out from the giant crocodile's mouth.

"Bang—!"

Before the beast could even let out a painful howl, Fang Li's kick landed suddenly on the crocodile whose mouth had been severed. With a muffled thud, the huge crocodile was sent flying like a bullet into the surging tide of beasts.

The herd of beasts that had been surging toward Fang Li like a tidal wave was immediately parted by the flying carcasses of crocodiles, creating chaos.

In that instant, Fang Li's figure suddenly flashed forward, rushing straight into the chaotic horde of beasts.

The carnage began.

"Roar----!"

"Roar----!"

The roars of ferocious beasts rang out continuously.

Enraged, the enormous beasts charged at the humans who had entered the herd, their ferocity unleashed.

However, amidst the utter chaos of the beast horde, Fang Li's figure moved like a fleeting ghost, a phantom, weaving through the crowded horde where he shouldn't have been able to move freely.

The sharp blade in his hand, under the moonlight-like arc, transformed into a dazzling display of sword light, dancing in all directions.

"Pfft—pfft—pfft—!"

Amidst the crisp sound of slashing, one after another, enormous beasts were cleaved in two by the blades that swept across their bodies.

There was no blood splattering.

It did not break apart.

The beasts, each one severed in two by a sharp weapon, vanished as if by smoke, disappearing into the darkness the instant they hit the ground.

Under these circumstances, Nero watched all this expressionlessly from behind the beast horde, simply putting his hands in the pockets of his coat. From beneath the billowing coat, one ferocious beast after another emerged, transforming into a beast tide once more, roaring as they surged forward.

This is the power of Nero Chaos's Inherent Skill, "Beast King's Den".

No matter how many of the created beasts are ultimately killed, their essence will return to his body, re-form in the chaotic vortex, and be released outside his body under Nero's control, fighting to the death.

Furthermore, Nero's Inherent Skill is within his body and is not subject to the world's correction, allowing it to remain indefinitely. He also possesses 666 lives, meaning he will not die unless he is killed 666 times in an instant. Such terrifying abilities have earned him the tenth position among the Twenty-Seven Ancestors of the Dead Apostle, making him stand out among many non-human beings. His strength is among the strongest in this world.

Based on the levels of the Main God Space, the tenth of the Twenty-Seven Ancestors of the Dead Apostle would definitely possess the strength of the Third Level.

Even when facing someone of Shudenan's level head-on, he would still be able to hold his own.

Perhaps, even if Nero were to face the White Whale alone, he would still have a very high chance of winning in the end?

Therefore, this was something Nero could be proud of.

Fang Li easily disregarded such resources. Even if Nero was cold and ruthless, he still used his best skills.

All for the purpose of completely dismembering Fang Li into pieces of flesh and torturing him on the spot.

"You should be proud that you can make me show this level of strength against a human opponent."

Nero made this declaration without any expression.

However, Nero was unaware of this.

This kind of scene was nothing to Fang Li.

After all, this wasn't the first time Fang Li had faced the power of numbers; he was already used to fighting against large groups.

Then, a rather uninteresting voice rang out from within the rampaging horde of beasts.

"I'm about to get tired of it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere began to tremble.

Dazzling starlight shone from the center of the herd, illuminating the entire night sky.

"Buzz..."

With a humming sound, a pure white lightsaber suddenly took shape. Under the blinding light, it drew in the surrounding atmosphere, turning it into turbulent streams of air that flowed toward the suddenly appearing sword.

Immediately, it exploded open.

"Bang—!"

With a deafening roar, a storm swept across the entire area.

As if the eye of a typhoon had suddenly appeared in this space, a powerful storm surged from the herd, blowing the entire herd away. One after another, the beasts were thrown out like trash in the storm, crashing in all directions.

"What?!"

Nero's expression changed, and his coat, as if automatically protecting its owner, billowed up and stood in front of him, blocking the incoming, violent shockwave.

In that instant, a figure silently darted to Nero's side.

In his hand, he held a white, Pure Star Imperial Armament.

His eyes shimmered with an icy blue light.

The slash that summoned death was like a streak of light, tearing through space and breaking through the wind and waves, shooting out like lightning towards Nero's heart.

Until it pierced his chest.

"Pfft—!"

The sound of flesh tearing apart, like ripping silk, rang out again.

However, it wasn't Nero's heart that was pierced, but rather a deer that suddenly emerged from Nero's chest that was pierced through by Bō Xié on the spot.

At the critical moment, Nero released a reindeer as a shield, blocking Fang Li's fatal blow.

"Your judgment was correct. If it weren't for this, you would be dead."

Beneath these indifferent words, a heavy kick landed on Nero.

"Bang—!"

With a muffled thud, the tenth of the Twenty-Seven Ancestors of the Dead Apostle, the Beast King, regarded as a calamity by countless people, was kicked away by the powerful kick, turning into a cannonball and crashing heavily into the trunk of a tree.

"Smack—!"

The huge tree snapped in two on the spot.

Countless wood chips flew up in the impact.

"Ugh...!"

Nero's distressed voice finally rang out.

Instead, the roars of the beasts that had been going on suddenly stopped.

In this battle, the outcome between humanity and the Dead Apostle is crystal clear.