My Trump Card Is Beyond Your Imagination!
"Warning: As the wielder of authority over the merged plane, Vilan has deliberately separated the Prime Material Plane from the Plane Heart."
"The inner world where the Plane Heart resides is the ' Planet Dream Realm,' where the power of the 'First Generation Gods' of this dimension will be further enhanced!"
"Perception: You realize that your disciples are all trapped in the Material Realm, and you are left alone to fight in the Planet Dream Realm..."
"Such fast movements!"
Roger couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
Are they starting to separate the Material Realm from the dream world?
The division between the inner and outer worlds not only signifies that Vilan has begun a comprehensive encirclement and suppression of Roger.
This also means that the formation of planets will accelerate! I believe it won't be long.
The "The First Spirit" will be born.
here.
It will become a real planet!
Even more terrifying is...
This is because the other party had already integrated with the Plane Heart.
The laws governing Roger is currently in ' Planet Dream Realm ' are basically set by Vilan.
This guy wields ridiculously much power.
I want to defeat him here...
That's probably not an easy task! However...
Roger did not back down! This was in line with Vilan's penchant for pretentiousness.
No one knows how much "intimidation" is involved in this wave of changes!
Maybe he just wants to scare Roger away? After all.
Once you leave this dream...
Getting back in won't be so easy.
Roger's goal is to destroy the Plane Heart.
In the Material Realm.
He couldn't possibly get that close to the core of the planet!
The white mist slowly dissipated.
The surrounding scenery withers rapidly and then quickly regenerates.
Very soon.
The area around the Plane Heart has become a lush and verdant forest.
Birds sing and flowers bloom.
Sunlight shines on the stream.
Everywhere exudes a warm and peaceful atmosphere.
If we remove those enemies who are treated as formidable foe.
"Let's stick to the previous strategy and not worry about what Vilan will think!"
"I just need to do my own thing!"
This thought came to mind.
A hint of sarcasm suddenly appeared on Roger's face. "Such a big show of force?"
"You think too highly of me, don't you?"
"I'm just a newly promoted Martial Artist..."
As they were talking.
The invisible, shapeless Injured Wolf were on their way again!...
"No, you are very strong!"
In the middle of the forest.
On the canopy of a Giant Tree Species.
Vilan held a floating crystal ball in his hands.
Roger's image was reflected in his eyes:
"I have never seen a ruthless character with such solid basic attributes as you."
"Perhaps..."
"Even describing it as solid is not accurate enough."
"I'm really curious how you did it. Is the Martial Artist mantra about all-round development?"
Roger smiled knowingly.
"You guess?"
No, I won't guess.
Vilan smiled and shook his head:
"I don't like to follow the enemy's lead."
I guess you are too.
"So... even if our conversation is completely nonsensical, we can still continue in a serious manner, right?"
Roger's expression tightened.
Vilan laughed even more heartily:
"Stop acting."
I know you have a lot of cards up your sleeve.
As far as I know, you're someone who likes to perform and hide your true abilities, just like I used to be. Unfortunately for you, today I'm going to teach you a lesson—
Hidden move!
It's easy to hide yourself until you die! Especially in a critical moment like this.
Only by taking a desperate gamble can they hope for a chance of survival!
That instant.
Roger felt goosebumps rise all over his body! The crystal ball in Vilan's hand emitted a low whistling sound.
A strong wind swept through the forest.
It emitted a sound like the wailing of a ghost! Whoosh! Roger's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.
He rushed towards Vilan at top speed! But the next second...
But what stood in his way was a dense swarm of enemies!...
"You cannot get through here."
The White Wolf, now in the form of true yang, rested his hands on a flaming longsword.
His expression was calm and resolute.
"You should join us."
The vampire, who had transformed into the moon, spread his hands.
Spikes formed from drops of blood floated on her chest.
Apart from these two first-generation deities who have already assumed power.
The Fairy Lord's Philandering Palace also spread across the land.
The Icadore, in its myriad-legged form, hovered in the sky like a bizarre centipede.
Its blinking eyes looked at Roger.
It was filled with malice.
And behind Roger.
There are also a full 10 Vilan's Historical Body! They are all dressed in standard high-level mage sets.
Or holding a magic wand.
Or grasp the crystal ball.
Or, firmly grasp the legal code.
In short, everyone is showing their unique abilities.
Countless binding spells and obstacle-creating spells rained down on Roger as if they were free.
Even though he is immune to spells.
It was also delayed for a while by a few troublesome terrain-changing spells.
And in those few short seconds...
He was stabbed in the back by the White Wolf.
Before his eyes were countless blood-dripping spikes flying everywhere.
The Fairy Lord's ghostly low murmur was constantly shaking his spirit and will! These things, though, could not harm Roger.
However, this greatly delayed his progress.
Roger's breakthrough strategy failed.
Under the protection of authority.
None of these people are easy to deal with.
Even the sky, where there was the best chance of breaking through, was firmly blocked by "Ten Thousand Feet".
Roger briefly clashed with them.
I actually suffered a small loss!
"It's too weak since it was just promoted..."
Roger sighed softly to himself.
At this point...
He was certainly prepared to raise his rank.
Anyway.
Let's max out the level first!
But the next second.
Roger's consciousness quickly focused on the data panel.
But to my astonishment, all the XP pools had turned gray! In that instant...
Roger raised his head, his face grim!...
The top of the tree canopy.
Vilan opened his arms completely.
Countless ancient characters of unknown meaning flew and circled around him.
Above the sky.
A beam of emerald green light shone on Vilan! His hair and beard, which had been slightly gray, quickly turned jet black.
His skin also became firmer and younger.
He portrays himself as a middle-aged man in his forties.
He became a young man in his early twenties.
A rich divine power flowed across his body.
The next second.
The image of Roger that flickered in his eyes suddenly shrank.
Under the devout yet fearful gazes of the crowd.
Vilan opened his mouth.
The clear, resonant words uttered were like an irrefutable pronouncement of fate! Each sentence fell into place.
Every sentence begins with a sudden, deafening thunderclap in broad daylight.
A rainbow of seven colors stretched across his feet! Every sentence took effect.
The entire audience erupted in cheers!...
"God said that potential cannot be realized here!"
"God says, 'Do not associate with strangers!'"
"God said, 'Do not rely on the strength of another!'"
"God said, 'Do not use your own weapon!'"
"God said, 'Do not use your own tools!'"
Five sentences in a row.
Every word was piercing to the heart!
After saying that.
On Vilan's left and right shoulders.
A pair of tiny suns and moons rose up.
His expression was full of a warm, gentle smile.
It also carries a hint of compassion for humanity.
That instant.
He really looked like a god saving the world!
"Warning: Vilan, the Divine Kingdom Practitioner, has issued five divine pronouncements through the authority of the ' Plane Heart '!"
"Warning: Vilan has enhanced the effect of 'Oracle' on you!"
"Warning: Your XP pool has been sealed!"
"You cannot approach the Plane Heart!"
"You cannot draw upon the power left behind by the Martial Artist of the past!"
"You are unable to use any of your preferred weapons, including the Red Moon, the Formless Sword, Thunderclap, Frostfall, and Emerald Zephyr!"
"You cannot use items!"
On the data panel.
A bluish-gray hue.
Roger silently shook his head.
Accompanied by Vilan's divine pronouncements.
A similar vertical pupil also appeared in the depths of his eyes!
"Eye Technique: Absolute Insight!"
That instant.
Roger saw through the true nature of the five divine pronouncements! He saw a small sphere of light bound to a dark bronze pillar!
Five cold, hard chains extended from its body.
The entire forest was sealed off! Endless power emanated from the sphere of light.
Or rather...
It was forcibly extracted from it!
The orb of light let out a low sob!
If Roger is not mistaken.
That sphere of light is the "The First Spirit" about to be born! Vilan has no real authority over this planet at all!
He was taking a huge risk.
This is also a case of killing the goose that lays the golden eggs!
But no matter what.
The five divine oracles have been issued.
Roger's room for maneuver is now extremely limited! Vilan himself is probably still busy forcibly pushing for its birth.
But the remaining men looked like they could give Roger a run for his money!
In the Planet Dream Realm.
The sun and moon slowly faded away.
Vilan on the treetop showed no signs of fatigue.
He simply chuckled at Roger and said, "You like to hide your moves?"
"Then hide until you die!"
"I will build you a fine coffin, along with your trump card... Hahahaha!"
A wild laugh rang out.
Three figures moved in response.
Let's go straight for Roger's reputation!
now.
Roger still had the same two options.
First.
Exit the dream world.
Let's return to the Material Realm and make a long-term plan.
perhaps.
You can wait until the Oracle's effect wears off before trying again.
second.
He's so stubborn!
We'll just go for it!
Without a doubt.
Based on Roger's many years of experience.
He would of course choose—
The second point! It's all about brute force!
What is the oracle?
So what about power? Do you really think the foundation of Nonagon Warrior was built up in vain? If it's about comparing attributes...
Roger was absolutely the most arrogant person there! Moreover...
He also has full confidence in his own combat capabilities.
So what if he's bare-handed? He refused to believe he couldn't beat these evil scum! So he stood still.
He simply watched the enemy's moves with cold indifference.
even.
He even had time to make an unnecessary movement!
"Evil Armband: One-Click Outfit Change!"...
In an instant.
Roger removed all his cumbersome equipment.
All that remained was a white shirt, black pants, and black cloth shoes.
There is also a dragon belt.
And in that moment of distraction while changing clothes.
Roger suddenly saw Black Tiger Master fighting the enemy with his bare hands.
Indistinctly.
He also captured the scene of the Master Qu Feng killing the enemy without holding a weapon.
There are also combat scenes featuring some unfamiliar Martial Artist!
Those scenes flashed through his mind like shooting stars.
The energy within his body also surged with joy!
"Hint: Upon encountering a critical crisis for the first time, you have activated the ' Mystic Mark.' During this period, using martial arts will grant you a 10x proficiency bonus..."
"You have received the ' Martial Artist's Inheritance,' and your martial arts techniques will form their own domain, unaffected by the negative modifications of the ' Planet Dream Realm '..."
It happened in the blink of an eye.
The fastest God of True Yang has already launched a preemptive attack.
The flaming sword was about to pierce his heart.
Roger simply smiled faintly, "No one can beat me to the first move!"
Specialty: Seize Every Opportunity!...
Specialty: Empty-Handed Blade Catch!...
Snap! A crisp sound.
Roger successfully caught the flaming sword in his palm.
That instant.
The Myriad Poison Qi surged upwards against the current.
The A'Bao Poison stained the longsword like a venomous snake.
If it weren't for the quick reaction of the God of True Yang who released his hand in time...
He himself will likely be contaminated by the toxins!
Even so.
Roger easily crushed that seemingly impressive flaming longsword into pieces! Thud! Thud! Thud! These were the sounds of scrap metal falling to the ground.
The flames set the lawn ablaze.
Very soon.
A pillar of fire suddenly rose up around Roger.
"Bring it on."
"Let me see how much you've benefited from Vilan..."
"And who can stop me!"
Having said all that...
Roger put his hands behind his back.
He was in a sea of fire.
They walked step by step toward Vilan.
"Attack together!"
"Kill him!"
Above the tree canopy.
Vilan shouted sternly.
In an instant.
All his Historical Body began chanting strange incantations.
His three subordinate Subordinate God charged forward fearlessly!
Their attack methods complement each other.
This has formed a rather comprehensive and multi-dimensional strike system!
The God of True Yang is responsible for the positive side.
He transformed into a giant wolf.
They lunged at Roger's facade.
The Moon Goddess attacked from the side.
Countless phantoms of ancient bats harassed Roger's side.
The blood-stained prisms pierced through like a sudden storm.
Strike straight at Roger's vitals!...
The Fairy Lord also gave up on boosting abilities.
He began to cast the divine spell.
Accompanied by her soft moaning.
A series of invisible blades, sharp enough to slice through mountains, hurtled towards Roger's back!...
Faced with all of this.
Roger continued walking forward without looking to the side.
This time.
He did not choose to "Defense as Offense".
They didn't manage to dodge it with their super-fast reflexes and speed.
He calmly opened his arms.
As we walked.
He carefully deflected the attacks one after another!
Under the horrified gazes of the three.
Roger's hands seemed to have a magnetic quality.
Snap! His left hand easily deflected the giant wolf's Claw Strike.
Thud! His right hand firmly grasped the pile of blood-stained thorns.
When you release it.
All that remained on the ground was a pile of blood clots and fragments! Whoosh! Even the hundreds of divine blades behind him were easily removed by Roger's two hands! And all of this...
It all seemed to happen in an instant!
Where did he get so many hands?
The Fairy Lord couldn't help but scream.
Roger remained silent.
Still moving forward.
At this moment, he was less than 200 meters away from the Plane Heart.
On the data panel.
"Hint: You used ' Small Capturing Hands Technique ' to block the attacks of three enemies..."
"Your ' Small Capturing Hands Technique ' proficiency has greatly improved!"
"Detected that you have mastered the attack effect: Frost. You have acquired the second derivative move of the Small Capturing Hands Technique — Thousand Frost Hands."
"Thousand Frost Hands: When using ' Small Capturing Hands Technique ' for defense."
You can conjure thousands of skillful hands made of frost.
These hands possess the basic attributes of your left and right hands.
It possesses extremely strong blocking, deflecting, and defensive capabilities.
There is also a certain chance of freezing the enemy.
"Two hands can block so many attacks, what would a thousand hands do?"
Roger smiled slightly.
Since mastering the secrets of "Small Capturing Hands Technique".
His confidence in his own martial arts reached an unprecedented level.
As it turns out.
The Small Capturing Hands Technique did not disappoint him either.
This Master Qu Feng is virtually invincible in terms of defense.
An attack from three near- Immortal-grade experts.
He could accept them all by force.
He also learned a new move.
The only drawback is that it consumes a lot of energy.
But it was all worth it.
This is much more powerful than those offensive martial arts.
At least visually.
certainly.
All of this is not solely due to the Small Capturing Hands Technique.
Roger's accumulated expertise and attributes over the years are also the foundation for the effectiveness of the Small Capturing Hands Technique.
There isn't such a solid foundation.
He couldn't withstand the impact of these three enemies' superior status either!
Lost in thought.
Roger closed another 50 meters.
During this period.
The three Subordinate God used every trick in the book.
But they could never break through Roger's hands!
A few seconds later.
On the contrary, the God of True Yang was frozen by Roger's Thousand Frost Hands during his attack!
Even though it only lasts for a short 0.3 seconds.
Roger didn't hesitate and simply twisted off his head!
This is not an exaggeration.
Roger used the simplest way to kill someone!
Supported by "Power Authority".
He forcefully pulled the White Wolf's head out.
Then Roger stomped on it and crushed it! Roger also grabbed the headless corpse of the former.
Then it launched a surprise attack on the Moon Goddess beside it!...
"Martial Arts: Takedown!"...
Perhaps Roger's defensive stance misled them.
That takedown was incredibly powerful.
So much so that even the Moon Goddess, known for her speed, couldn't dodge the attack! Roger, carrying the headless corpse of Zhenyang, slammed it onto the Moon's delicate body! Boom! A loud bang followed.
A huge crater appeared in the woodland.
After the dust settled.
Roger slowly stood up.
At his feet lay only two convulsing corpses.
"Hint: You have killed the God of True Yang and the Moon Goddess."
"Extermination Order: Drawing failed! The two are currently resurrecting..."
Roger was not surprised by what he saw.
All of this was within his expectations.
Because he didn't activate the "Slaughter Domain"! The next second.
He fixed his gaze on Vilan in the treetop.
After the slam.
The two sides were less than 60 meters apart.
Roger had mastered the Qi Divination Technique and Absolute Insight to their fullest extent.
He tried his best to perceive every detail of Vilan.
Even the latter's breathing and heart rate.
Roger sensed everything perfectly! A strange roar descended from the sky—
It was the ten thousand-legged creature that twisted its body and pressed down!
The eyes on his body emitted an eerie red light.
It shot straight at Roger!
On the tree canopy.
Vilan's face remained cold and composed. "You won't kill me..."
The words came to an abrupt halt.
That instant.
Roger's figure disappeared from the spot.
Vilan's body began to contort! His abdomen and chest began to cave in extensively.
The next second.
A muffled thud.
A tremendous force blasted Roger, who had transformed into a dark shadow, away! Roger crashed far away onto the grassy field in the forest.
His gaze remained sharp.
"Oracle: You cannot approach the Plane Heart!"
"Log: You used the ' Heaven and Earth Assistance ' perk."
"Log: You have activated ' Slaughter Domain '. Your domain now covers the edge of the Plane Heart, and related laws are being integrated..."
It has been detected that you have enabled ' Heaven and Earth Assistance '.
The will of the mixed planes will be devoted to you.
Slaughter Domain in effect!
"Log: You used ' Godfall Thrust ' on Vilan, your Quick Resurrection count -1"
"The Godfall Thrust is in effect... Vilan has been pierced and is on the verge of death!"
"Notification: You have killed Vilan's Present World Body!"
"Slaughter Domain: Vilan's Present World Body will be unable to be resurrected!"
"Plane Will: The Laws are Abnormal!!!"
"Warning: Given that Vilan has merged with the Plane Heart, the will of the hybrid plane has withdrawn its affection for you, and your Slaughter Domain has lost its effectiveness..."
"Warning: Vilan's Present World Body has been resurrected..."
He glanced expressionlessly at the densely packed data columns.
An even greater repulsive force propelled Roger further into the forest!
In the blink of an eye.
He was almost pushed to the edge of the forest! Vilan and the three Subordinate God disappeared from his normal field of vision.
Only the ten thousand feet in the sky still eyed him covetously!...
"I told you, you can't kill me!"
"This is my planet! How dare you try to bewitch it with Charm Authority? That's absolutely impossible!"
Vilan's shouts came from afar.
It clearly reached Roger's ears:
"However, you are indeed quite clever, and you have an absurd number of trump cards..."
"It's a pity."
"There can only be one winner at this poker table, and that's me."
"My trump card is this world!"
"You can't defeat me in this dimension!"
Upon hearing this...
Roger suddenly laughed.
He laughed loudly.
Given the infectious power of his extraordinary charm.
So much so that his laughter echoed throughout the entire forest!
It was a hearty laugh that came from the bottom of one's heart.
But his laughter sent chills down everyone's spines.
After the laughter subsided.
Roger sat quietly on the lawn at the edge of the forest.
His gaze pierced through the lush canopy of the trees.
Then he slowly opened his mouth:...
"You're actually very afraid of me, aren't you? From the very beginning."
Every move you make reveals your fear of me...
Holding a power that is nearly immortal.
It's another home game.
They outnumbered and had the upper hand.
But they don't even have the confidence to face me head-on!
You're only thinking about stalling for time.
You're just trying to distract me with your words.
You're only thinking about using cannon fodder to fight me...
I said Vilan!
Just how afraid are you of me?!
The last sentence.
Roger's tone was very high.
He became excited as well! He paused slightly.
After sensing that Vilan's mood was gradually declining.
He then continued with a smile:
This fear...
When did it begin? Was it the first expedition to Mystra that resulted in the complete annihilation of the entire army?
Annihilated in the Between Purgatory? The death of the Blood of Myriad Filth?
Or is your Time Authority Rank revealing some terrible information to you?
That's all I've said.
I don't want to hear your answer at all.
I just want to tell you this from my own perspective.
Vilan.
Seeing how scared you look...
I feel so incredibly happy! Hahahaha!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Thousands more red laser beams shot down from the sky.
Roger easily dodged it with a flash!
He didn't even notice the Thousand-Legged Icadore incarnate!
There were no other rotten fish or shrimp! At this moment.
In Roger's eyes.
Only Vilan.
"Actually.
From beginning to end, I was only confirming one thing.
That is, have you truly and completely integrated with the "Plane Heart"? And now...
I think I have the answer.
Roger calmly said:...
"I've always thought that killing you would be a very troublesome thing."
Because only I know how despicable you are.
But things are different now.
Oh, right.
I also have to thank you for broadening my horizons—
Constantly hiding your moves can indeed lead to losses.
As a matter of reciprocity.
I want to tell you.
An ill-timed, desperate gamble will ultimately lead to self-destruction.
The timing here is very difficult to grasp.
Upon hearing this...
Vilan's tone became unusually unsteady. "What... what do you want to do?"
"Nothing."
Once again, they easily evaded the harassment of Wanzu.
Roger stood in the lush woodland.
His gaze was deep and sharp.
A hint of pity lingered in his eyes.
"Only for me."
"Killing a mage with a Time Authority Rank is somewhat tricky."
"It can destroy an entire plane..."
It's not that difficult!
Vilan's voice became utterly shrill. "Impossible!"
"You can't get close to the ' Plane Heart ' at all!"
Roger laughed:
"Who said that destroying a plane necessarily requires destroying the Plane Heart?"
"Why don't I just break through this dimension?"
Vilan roared hysterically, "Stop putting on airs!"
"You couldn't possibly possess that kind of power!"
"I've sealed away all your trump cards..."
This time.
His words were abruptly interrupted.
That instant.
Roger's booming voice echoed throughout the entire forest! The crowd listened with a mixture of confusion and tension.
They only heard this one sentence—
"My trump card..."
"Beyond your imagination!"
Having said all that...
Roger made a move!
He was talking back while he was moving!
This was also the first time Roger had given a live commentary on his own moves! There was no other way.
Faced with the inner demons of the past.
He finally couldn't hold back anymore!
He wanted to completely destroy the man who had given him the trauma of gaming, inside and out!
Leaving absolutely no room for compromise!
"First up is XP."
"You said that potential cannot be realized here, but you didn't say that one cannot reclaim one's own potential!"
"You sealed my experience pool... but I still have another trick up my sleeve!"
"The zither!"
The words fell.
A powerful surge of heat came from an unknown place.
It instantly traveled to Roger's limbs and bones!...
"XP Infusion: You have chosen to reclaim the XP injection given to 'Qin'..."
"Your level is starting to increase!"
Your Hidden Hero (LV60) has been upgraded to LV110 (total level 150)
"You have gained 50 stacks of Charge Up!"
Secondly, one should not rely on the help of others...
Feel sorry.
I've always relied on myself!
These few sentences.
Roger spoke with absolute confidence!
"Third, do not use your preferred weapon!"
Hey...
Griffith.
Have you finished being withdrawn?
It's time to go out and work.
You, who were once the Extinguishing Holy Sword, should return to your former glory, shouldn't you? As a reward.
How about we exempt you from 20 years of military service?
The words fell.
A holy sword radiating world-destroying power appeared in Roger's hand!
That is the Extinguishing Holy Sword! Griffith!
"Hint: Griffith has fully unleashed 'Self-Degradation,' restoring the power of the Immortal-grade Holy Sword!"
"Hint: You used ' Telepathic Fingers ' to flick Griffith, successfully lowering the usage requirements of the Extinguishing Holy Sword."
Griffith: Don't touch me, don't touch me, you don't need to use this on me, just skip the service period... be gentle in a bit... I have a feeling you're going to cause trouble...
Fourth, you cannot use your own items.
That's too easy.
Here you are.
Cindy.
These two items are for you!
Do you like it? Yes, I like it.
Then I'll help you use them.
You don't have any objections, do you?
Roger speaks too fast.
Cindy could only nod in bewilderment.
He nervously fiddled with the broom in his hand.
On the data panel.
"Hint: You have changed ownership of the ' Greed Jar ' and the ' Experience Regression Scroll '..."
"Hint: You used ' Greed Jar ' on your servant."
"Greed Jar: You have bound Experience Regression Scroll"
"You have consumed one Experience Regression Scroll, and your Hidden Hero Level has been reduced to LV1..."
Your Hidden Hero Level has been increased to LV110.
"You have consumed one Experience Regression Scroll, and your Hidden Hero Level has been reduced to LV1..."
Your Hidden Hero Level has been increased to LV110.
An unparalleled, terrifying power is building up! "Quick!"
"Stop him!"
No reminder from Vilan was needed.
When Roger started using the "Greed Jar + Experience Regression Scroll" combo.
Everyone spontaneously rushed forward.
They also wanted to stop Roger.
Unfortunately, it was all too late! Roger's Charge Up was too fast and too outrageous! So much so that some of the Charge Up power was directly transformed into a force field-like energy.
That energy blocked everyone.
And attacks in all forms!
Including Vilan!
They could only watch helplessly as Roger tore off an Experience Regression Scroll with his left hand.
Another card appeared on the right! This scene lasted for nearly 60 seconds! In that instant.
A sound like a fart rang out in the silent forest.
Roger glanced down.
have to.
The poor Greed Jar is now just a pile of dregs!
"Hint: Your greed has destroyed the Greed Jar..."
"Your Hidden Hero Level has been increased to LV60 (Total Level LV110)"
"Hint: Your Charge Up has reached 6650 layers!..."
Estimated power: 1,331,700%
"No!"
Under the control of a force that cannot be described in words.
Roger could no longer hear who was shouting.
He simply instinctively brought up the roaring Griffith.
Then a sword pierced the ground beneath his feet!
This sword strike.
An attack power of 13317 times!
It pierced right through the entire Fallen Plane!
That moment.
Time seemed to stand still.
Then it accelerated again! An extremely violent Extinguishing Power.
It spread uncontrollably in all directions.
"Notification: You have destroyed the 'Merged Dimension'."
"You killed Vilan's Present World Body and his Historical Body..."
"Extermination Order: You have been granted three chances to Mixed Extraction."
"You killed the God of True Yang, the Moon Goddess, the Fairy Lord, and the Man-Legged..."
"You have destroyed a nascent planet, achieving a new milestone: Planet Destroyer."
"Planet Destroyer: A sword that anyone can do, but it's undeniably cool."
"Corresponding title: Star Hunter (Increase in joining the Star Hunter organization Nine Great Planets mystical organizations)"
Fifth Star Track.
Near the Starry Sky Barrier.
The Eternal Serpent and the Whale Shark King are locked in a fierce battle.
This was accompanied by the latter's increasingly aggressive playing style.
Both sides sustained numerous wounds.
Whoosh! Taking advantage of the Giant Serpent's momentary lapse in attention.
The whale shark suddenly changed its attack angle.
He dodged the snake's tail attack.
Then he leaped up!
Beatrice's heart skipped a beat! Because of that one instant.
She saw through Windermere's intentions! This colossal beast actually wanted to bypass Quinan.
It will devour Mystra directly!
It has to be said.
His plan is very likely to succeed.
Because his ascent was too rapid! The Eternal Serpent, having lost the initiative, would find it difficult to stop his actions!
The Whale Shark King himself thinks so too.
Looking at Mystra, which was within easy reach.
A flash of rage and greed crossed Windermere's eyes!
As long as we swallow this star.
He then has the power to go even further...
But suddenly.
Windermere suddenly sensed an unprecedented crisis! In that instant.
An unparalleled sword intent descended from the starry sky.
It pierced through the viscous, dense substance.
It pierced the head of the Whale Shark King!
"Hiss!"
Windermere let out a painful hiss.
Faced with that extremely oppressive sword intent.
He was helplessly falling downwards.
At that moment.
He looked up at the starry sky with pain and resentment.
But we can see it near the Fourth Star Track's orbit.
A mushroom cloud.
It exploded suddenly.
That instant.
Even the light was swallowed up.
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