In the Type-Moon World, Now Out of Contact

It roared, its ultrasonic bellow rumbling like ten thousand bolts of lightning exploding at once.

"Not bad power." The young man smiled as he raised the God Slaying Spear, infused with Honkai energy, and gave it a light swing. "But it's still not quite enough."

The strongest God-Slaying Instrument effortlessly pierced the giant beast's skull. Then terrifying flames erupted, burning it to ashes.

"Show me whatever else you've got." The young man smiled as he watched the war god in the distance. "Otherwise, you'll die here."

The Tragic War God

Veleslava smiled faintly. Though he was clearly at an absolute disadvantage, he showed no sign of discouragement or anxiety.

He slowly studied the obviously extraordinary opponent before him. Rather than attacking again, he used eyes far wiser than Aqua could ever possess in a hundred lifetimes to observe Li Zihan and analyze his true weakness.

"Since you won't attack first, then I'll make the first move."

Seeing that Veleslava clearly had no intention of using his other incarnations to continue fighting and had instead chosen to keep observing, Li Zihan smiled and summoned his composite Authority, which had yet to reach his ideal standard.

A strange ring like an altar floated out from Li Zihan's body. Then, like a shark scenting blood, it rushed toward the calm and composed war god, enveloping him.

It was absorbing Veleslava's Steel Attribute, attempting to complete itself.

Veleslava, who had been observing why Li Zihan could so easily wield the Salvation Divine Blade—a weapon that even gods found extremely difficult to use—abruptly changed expression. From that ring, he sensed the most fundamental power of the God of Steel.

"Where did you get an Authority like that?"

The war god had lost neither Authority nor magical power, yet his voice carried a hint of shock.