Chapter 541
It's difficult, but I love challenges!
The man held his head high, already seeing the Demon-Hunting Army wavering. He was infamous, and the Demon-Hunting Army sensed his relentless, all-or-nothing aura. Unfortunately, the Supreme God was not present at this moment.
"Form ranks! Damn it, send a squad to form ranks behind us!"
"The Redstone City's army, follow me."
"Ice City, you dare hide behind us?"
Another side effect of the commander's absence is that the Demon-Hunting Army is now a united force of various city-states, all on equal footing, making it difficult for any one to command the others.
"Lord Niyin, you must take charge and deploy the troops!"
A dozen heroes and city lords surrounded the Left Hand of Sora, but the gentle goddess was questioning her life. She would look at the distant battle one moment and then at the raging flames the next. If Sorion were here, she would have no choice but to do it, but without Sorion, she was hesitant.
Any choice can have terrible consequences, and instinct prevents us from making a choice.
"Just as that bastard said, the Demon-Hunting Army, though numerous, is in disarray." Kalpas wasn't stupid; it wasn't time for a do-or-die charge yet. With a slash of his hand, he tore open the crack, and thousands of demons surged out like another tide.
The strength of the Fox Demon has always been questionable; no one knows how many they lost in the Battle of Peach Blossom Spring. When hordes of demons surged out, the Demon-Hunting Army was thrown into further chaos.
This is much more powerful than they imagined, so they can't proceed as planned and have to draw some troops from the army that's sealing off the Abyss Grade.
But here's the problem: it's clearly an extremely easy task over there, so who would be willing to come and meet the demon army's advance? If Sorion were here, it would be a matter of a single thought, but since he's not here, Kalpas won't give him even the slightest chance to adjust.
"Follow me, break through the formation, kill anyone who stands in my way!"
Kalpas has one advantage: his body works faster than his brain. While the Demon-Hunting Army was still adjusting its formation, he had already transformed into Flying Fire Meteor, charging into the enemy lines single-handedly.
"Annihilate All Things! Reach the Abyss Grade! Kill!!!"
They were incredibly brave. The demons, who were initially taken aback by the Demon-Hunting Army's tight formation, instinctively followed. This was Kalpas, the demon general who had led them to countless victories, a great hero to whom they could entrust their lives.
"Kill!!"
Chapter Twenty-Seven: Let's Go! Follow Me to Godslaying!
Yuki is very good at paying attention to details.
Just as Mebius was allowed to initially reveal the truth, no one was better at such a feat as carving out a battle formation than Kalpas.
An exceptionally powerful and highly prestigious Epic Rank III player charged ahead, his raging Frenzied Flame adding another splash of color to the world and driving the demons behind him to near madness.
Wherever they went, not a blade of grass grew; wherever they fought, the land was utterly annihilated.
On the other hand, the Demon-Hunting Army is now leaderless. Before the city lords and heroes could even come up with a plan, a bunch of madmen charged forward with a roar.
A miracle unfolded, and hundreds of demons were slain, but it was merely a ripple in the ocean.
Led by Kalpas, this massive black wave surged forward, causing the two people hundreds of kilometers away to turn around.
It was indeed a diversionary tactic!
Sorion remained expressionless. This was as expected. The only thing that exceeded his expectations was that the Fox Demon was more powerful and more insane than anticipated.
It was truly Little Ichi, even disabled people missing limbs were sent to the front lines.
The most helpless thing about gods is realizing that something is impossible to do. If someone wants to overturn the table, how can He simply stand by and do nothing? Who else can do it for Him besides Himself?
But the chaotic Demon-Hunting Army sent chills down His spine.
The tactic of luring the tiger away from the mountain is not particularly clever; what's more impressive is the psychological manipulation. This is the true meaning of forcing oneself to tear off the disguise.
It was this doubt that caused the goddess, who should have taken over the reins, to hesitate, and this hesitation was about to lead to a major disaster.
Kalpas's work is indeed reliable.
Yuki's face was full of joy. It was very difficult to hold off Sorion, but he did it with the Divine Torch. Taking advantage of this respite, his erased left arm was rapidly regenerating.
No one spoke, only gazing into the distance, where a massive black wave roared in and crashed head-on against the solid silver riverbank.
Boom--
The giant wave crashed onto the 'riverbank', sending countless fragments flying into their eyes. The dense black dots were all human bodies, scattering in all directions.
Ten thousand people collided, Shatterwave. Hundreds of lives were extinguished in an instant, while an Annihilation Fire broke through the riverbank layer by layer, and through the gaps it created, the black tide swept in.
Kill!
Destroy!
The world seemed to be set ablaze. There was no Justice or evil, no gods or demons. Every living being tore at each other like wild beasts, venting their full power.
Oh no, we might not be able to stop this bunch of good-for-nothings.
Sorion's expression changed. This was a chaotic battle. Theoretically, the Demon-Hunting Army was well-organized and had the advantage of being at ease, but in the actual fight, they were at a disadvantage.
On the Abyss Grade side, the gods, hearing the commotion, rushed out desperately, while the demons behind them, led by Kalpas, charged forward headlong. Without command, the Demon-Hunting Army could not adjust quickly, and when they fell into the melee, it was more like a contest of wills.
On this battlefield, no one can rival Kalpas's madness, and no one can rival the will of the gods of the Abyss Grade, especially the latter, whose survival instinct will squeeze out every bit of potential, all rushing out like madmen.
How to do it?
Everything was being observed by the gods. Every millisecond, hundreds of thoughts would flood the mind, only to be rejected one by one.
Go back to take charge and stabilize the situation?
The true form of the Chaos Furnace Flame is about to break free of its seal and fall directly into the world. If this thing is taken away by outsiders, what can it do even if it stabilizes its position? Will it slaughter these 100,000 living beings to vent its hatred?
Kill this person quickly?
This is the only way. As long as we kill him, the grand plan can continue. We just need to put in more effort to push back those demons.
"They're getting serious."
Yuki's eyes changed slightly. He had already come up with a plan for the God of the Sky. This God was definitely not holding back, but was still worried about something. Now, he had no choice but to reveal his last trump card.
When Sorion looked over, Yuki didn't hesitate and instantly teleported to the farthest Moon Shadow clone. A purple halo filled with the stench of rotting corpses unfolded around Sorion.
A miracle. Withering of All Things.
The underworld embraced, spreading its authority of 'death', causing all matter, whether organic or inorganic, to perish within its reach.
"Finally stopped acting? You really did steal the authority of the other five gods." Yuki narrowed his eyes; his Devil's Vision only saw death, an erasure at the level of causality.
"You forced me to do this." Sorion's aura was still rising, and the reason he had held back before was quite simple.
How could the God of the Sky use the authority of the God of the Underworld? This would throw the army into chaos.
"As for stealing?"
He vanished from his spot, as if shrinking the distance to an inch, and appeared directly in front of Yuki.
"The rules of the world originated from Chaos Grade!"
The aura of death instantly eroded Yuki, even killing the spatial coordinates. Sorion let out a soft "Eh," the space was already dead, but Yuki was turning into lightning and retreating rapidly.
A purple halo formed a protective shield, resisting the causal obliteration, which immediately darkened His gaze.
That bastard has too many tricks up his sleeve.
He had already tested that the Divine Torch could only establish one rule, but unexpectedly, the opponent also possessed an item that could resist death. He stretched out his left palm and pointed it towards the lightning.
Miracles. Move Mountains and Fill the Seas.
A mountain appeared out of nowhere in the sky, sealing Yuki directly inside. Creating something out of nothing is the power of the Earth God, and this mountain is harder than diamond.
Click--
Cracks appeared on the surface. Yuki used all his strength to force the mountain to burst open from the inside. When he looked up, he saw a sword of heaven slashing down towards him.
A dazzling white light cleaved the sky, and without a second thought, it instantly condensed into Immortal Crystal Shield, superimposing Void Alchemy and Concept Enhancement.
Call out.
With a single stroke, the alloy, tens of meters thick, was sliced open, and the Immortal Crystal Shield became extremely fragile. Gravity Aura unfolded behind Sorion, pushing him directly towards them.
The speed wasn't fast, strictly adhering to the rule of not exceeding the speed of sound, but the punch that landed was incredibly heavy.
A miracle. The Earthfall.
Thump--
It felt as if a mountain had crashed onto his arm; the Immortal Crystal Shield shattered into dust, Yuki plummeted into the sea, raising his shotgun and pulling the trigger.
Bang! Bang!
Apoptosis.
The projectile vanished without a trace before even reaching the Sky God; by the time it exceeded the range of the Witch God Crystal, its energy had already been destroyed.
The six gods combined? No, the other five powers are not as strong as his original body.
There was no time to think; a violent storm unfolded before his eyes. The golden-armored Withering of All Things, and the Gravity Aura made him move like a ghost, stopping and turning abruptly in ways that defied physics. His right hand held a halberd that shone brightly, inflicting Divine Punishment that erased any object. His left hand seemed empty, but if you touched it, you would feel the power of a mountain.
The Divine Torch can establish rules, but it cannot erase the authority of the chief god. Moreover, these rules are equal, and Yuki cannot violate them.
Despite the same speed, their strengths differed. The spreading Eternal Night was 'killed,' the Light of Divine Punishment swept past them, and the thrown Storm Dragon Spear was suppressed into the sea by the 'mountain range,' while the streaks of golden lightning all perished.
Without any movement, Sorion arrived directly in front of him like a UFO. As the tide spread, Yuki twisted his body and dodged the Light of Divine Punishment.
"Sea God's Blessing? How long can you stall? You won't be able to use that energy conversion skill."
Yuki's cheek twitched slightly, confirming that this guy had put in the effort to study him.
That's right, the Epic Metamorphosis requires energy conversion; all the scattered energy particles are 'dead,' as if fighting in a vacuum.
Leaning back, he watched as the fist swept past his nose. This seemingly ordinary fist struck the sea surface with a resounding 'boom,' creating a crater ten thousand meters deep in the ocean.
The two seemed to be moving in slow motion. Yuki twisted his body, dodging the halberd that was thrusting at him. The crystal sword that had formed grazed the halberd hilt and flew upwards. Sorion, on the other hand, released his grip on the blade. The burst of sparks and most of the blade were extinguished. He then withdrew his left hand and held it up in front of his face.
Bang!
The shotgun blared, cracking the arm armor. Just as Yuki adjusted the muzzle, his right leg lashed out like a whip.
Hunting Mode.
A miracle. Unstoppable Edge.
Bang--Swish--
A slash appeared in the air, and the Soul Bullet at maximum power shattered the chest armor, causing the two to stagger backward from the impact.
Yuki looked down at his ribs. The Insect Demon Armor, Concept Enhancement, was sliced open like a piece of paper, revealing stark white bones. Looking further ahead, Sorion's breastplate was also shattered, but what seeped from the cracks was not golden divine blood, but some pale flames.
This scene looks very familiar; when Morgas self-destructed, he also unleashed this kind of flame from the inside out.
"You are already the flame of Chaos Grade!?"
"The restart of all things should begin with me." Sorion didn't bother with lengthy explanations; he simply made a fist with his left hand, conjuring a large black sword, which was then propelled forward by gravity.
With a Sky Halberd in one hand and Sword of Discord in the other, he was virtually invincible. The terrifying pressure came from above, Yuki gritted his teeth and disappeared into the moonlight in an instant.
The cooldown of Moonlit Ghost Step was over again. The Stand User remained in the distance served as the coordinate. Sorion slashed through the afterimages and, watching the blizzard unleashed by the Heart of the Frost Goddess, gritted his teeth as well.
This outsider is really difficult to deal with!
Why isn't he afraid? Why does he always manage to survive? How long is he going to keep bothering me?
Sorion was very clear-headed, and it was precisely because of this clarity that He knew that dragging things out would lead to the worst possible outcome.
Was this all planned in advance?
The more intense the battle, the more the Demon-Hunting Army will pay attention to Him; the more they pay attention, the more they will realize that something is wrong.
Everyone is very familiar with the authority of the six main gods, so the discovery that it all rests in one person is naturally surprising and unsettling. The gods then took the opportunity to "bewitch the army."
What internal strife among the gods, what the unification of Chaos Grade —people don't believe the stories, but they have no choice but to believe what they see with their own eyes. This further shakes morale, just like Niyin, the left hand of the gods, who, already unable to withstand the pressure, once again chooses to stand by and watch.
"As long as I return, I can use my power to suppress all dissent!"
Sorion panicked. He scanned the battlefield and saw the army formation teetering on the brink of collapse, a ghastly white flame rising from the Abyss Grade, and the gods soon to be free. He immediately realized he had made a mistake.
This man cannot be killed in a short time. First, stabilize the morale of the army, defeat the demons, and suppress the gods back into the Abyss Grade. He is no match for me, so I dare not pursue him.
The gods quickly revised their plans, realizing they had underestimated Yuki and needed to rectify their mistakes; they even harbored some expectations.
You've got your chance to escape, so get out of here.
Gravity propelled Him toward the battlefield. The Sky God, seething with rage, was unstoppable. But a thousand meters later, He came to a sudden stop, raised His head, and a chill and fury surged from His feet to His head.
Damn it!!!
Yuki didn't chase after Him, but instead ran towards the Gate of the Divine Realm. He held a petrified Black Blade in his hand, the aura emanating from it sending chills down the spine of the Sky God.
What is this?