Crescent Moon Annihilation Battle (4)

Many people lose the entire battle because of a temporary advantage; their narrow-mindedness and arrogant attitude lead to their downfall.

The strength of equipment and power alone cannot determine the true course of a battle.

As her son's face gradually became clearer, Canyue breathed a sigh of relief.

Despite the many twists and turns, in terms of the outcome, I have won far too much.

"Hahaha, junior Lioz, you're still too green—I'm the ultimate winner!"

Crescent Moon ran up to Mo Zilan, and the next moment, the heavy pressure of gravity suddenly fell on her.

For him, this was nothing; with his advantage of [charisma], this pressure was not enough to make him kneel down.

Just as Canyue was running up the steps, a hint of surprise and relief appeared in Mo Zilan's eyes.

However, his son Mo Zilan, was just an ordinary person of the Gamma-rank.

The next moment, his body instantly disintegrated and shattered.

Splat!

Blood, internal organs, skin, and hair, like a jigsaw puzzle in disarray, burst outwards in an instant, drenching the oncoming crescent moon and turning it into a blood-soaked figure.

The crescent moon stopped in its tracks.

He raised his hand and slowly touched the bloodstains on his face.

Fragments of lungs hung from his shoulder, eyeballs rolled to his feet, and brain matter dripped from the corners of his mouth. His son, Mo Zilan, was everywhere on his body, in his ears, in his eyes, and in his breath.

"Feel sorry."

Li Aoz's head was reshaped, his eyes shining with golden halos, and his tone was calm with a hint of doubt. "You just said, who is the final winner?"

The waning moon turned its head away.

In the same Dictator Form, Li Aoz appears to be taller and stronger than him, his entire body shrouded in an aura of disaster and misfortune, with gravity and spacetime groveling at his feet like servants.

More importantly, he saw the other person's hands.

Those hands, covered by the dictator's armor, slowly released a clear moonlight.

"So... there was no such thing as ' Du Zexin ' at all."

Crescent Moon's voice was hoarse, yet her tone was utterly calm:

"You're the one who's interfering with my plans."

"You're the one who infiltrated the campus and caused the Elemental Riot."

"You are the one who took away Mo Zilan's energy and life."

The crescent moon opened its arms and asked incredulously:

"Who exactly are you—what did this huge grudge between us come from?!"

"You blew up my school, killed my classmates, and kidnapped my brothers and friends."

Li Aoz asked in surprise, "You call this no enmity?"

"What does that mean? You took my child away! My only child!"

Crescent Moon chuckled, exuding a dangerous aura. His tone was low and his eyes were lifeless as he repeatedly asked:

"Lioz, who exactly are you?"

Nastisha, who was engaged in fierce fighting in the distance, also noticed this scene. Seeing the child of the crescent moon killed, she smiled sincerely, feeling much happier. Then she quickly reminded him:

"Don't answer him, child, get out of here! His Aoneng to get out of control!"

Leave? Lucite and Hobbes are both in the other's hands, why would he leave?

"You told Lucite before that he was just an NPC, and you were the player, right?"

Li Aoz laid down his weapon and drew the Fate Awakening Sword from the void. Jannia sighed, but still obediently cooperated with him.

"So what?" Crescent Moon said coldly, "This world has always been a society ruled by the elite. I just stepped into this game before you."

game.

From the moment he came into this world, Li Aoz spent a long time playing around with this mindset.

Until one by one his companions fell, witnessing life and death, even he himself could not escape the fate.

Among all living beings, he is indeed unique, possessing richer knowledge and experience as a transmigrator and reborn.

But there are far too many people in this universe who are more unique than him.

Gradually, he learned the rules of the universe, integrated into the indigenous community, communicated with people, made friends, enjoyed a peaceful life of living and learning, and was also creating his own legend.

It is both life and legend.

However, the waning moon and a series of crises completely ruined his peaceful life.

"Games, huh—that's certainly true."

Li Aoz looked ahead, long sword at his side, and casually said, "Then, I am both an NPC and a player."

Live your life like an NPC, and write your legend like a player.

"... Huh?" Crescent Moon exclaimed, "What strange things are you saying?"

"You are just a player in life, while I am a player from Star Abyss."

Li Aoz brandished his longsword, his figure encased in menacing metal armor atop the Dictator's armor.

[Jannia.]

"True Name Activation! Vivid Demon Iron Monarch!"

Jannia said in a deep voice:

"In the name of Sharp Tooth Peak, we forge and hammer the entire world!"

A fiery, blood-red demonic light rapidly spread from Li Aoz's body, absorbing various metallic elements. The crimson demonic light intertwined and crisscrossed.

"The Vivid Demon Iron Monarch Karachia has descended upon the world; all mortals, even worms and ants, must bow down in submission!"

The colossus of metal was summoned, its body covered in a chaotic pattern of intertwined black iron and red lightning. It grinned sinisterly, adding a layer of villainous red to Li Aoz's figure.

[Vivid Demon Iron Monarch: Activated]

"Hey, Lioz."

Jannia said softly:

"I don't want to lose a third swordsman."

[so what?]

"Don't die."

Jannia said:

"I admire your courage to face challenges and go against the tide—but right now, I really wish you would back down so I wouldn't like you so much. This was never a battle you should have been involved in."

"Waaaaaaa!"

Crescent Moon's form rapidly disintegrated, his Aoneng power overflowing outwards. His flesh and blood could no longer be restrained, bursting forth with Azure Radiance. His flesh and blood, like squid tentacles, tangled wildly, tearing open spatial rifts.

Crescent Moon's body rapidly expanded, and a large number of Implant Equipment Vanguard rushed towards it, only to be devoured by its flesh and blood. Its size grew even larger, and finally, even its human form completely disappeared, transforming it into a dimensional beast.

[WARNING: Sequence Aura Out of Control! A disaster is detected en route! Immediate evacuation recommended!]

Li Aoz twirled his sword, twirling it with flourishes, like a lone knight, his cloak a tapestry of blood and ferrous ions, accompanying his every step as he strode into the battlefield.

[Jannia, from now on, don't ask me whether you should or shouldn't ask these kinds of questions.]

Magic and cannons clashed, lightning and blood raged, Nastisha and the Night Butterfly soldiers clashed fiercely, and storms raged in the Dark Domain.

The Crescent Moon Beast resembles a monstrous creature with squid tentacles. It walks on all six limbs, its body is covered with various eyeballs, and human teeth are like plates covering its entire body. Just looking at it from afar can cause an extreme sense of physical discomfort.

This is a picture that defies description; anyone who dares to step into it possesses extraordinary courage.

"I can—that's enough."