We've Been Totally Duped / A Thousand Lights Shine Behind Me

In times of crisis, Verethragna chanted a powerful incantation.

In the void behind Him, a giant wedge-shaped stone disc suddenly pointed to the image of a phoenix.

Verethragna then gained extremely rapid agility and jumping ability.

Barely keeping up with Ren' speed, He saw clearly the trajectory of Ren's attack and simultaneously conjured a golden holy sword in his hand, parrying the straight thrust of the Twilight Spear in front of his chest.

This was the first time Ren had encountered an opponent who could completely keep up with his speed.

He had encountered several formidable targets before, but their speed was still no match for his. They were just very aware of the danger and were able to block or avoid attacks aimed at vital points. However, in the long run, they were no match for him and could only die on the spot.

As the saying goes, speed is the ultimate weapon in martial arts.

Although this saying originated from China martial arts novels, this theory remains quite applicable to combat at many levels.

If you're fast enough, others won't be able to stop your attacks, and you can dodge their attacks more easily.

Although some people believe that strength is equally important, after all, if you can't break through a defense, even if you're fast, you're just as troublesome as a mosquito.

However, Ren's current stats are both fast and strong. When Verethragna parried the attack with his Golden Sword, he felt a sharp numbness in his arms.

To His astonishment, He realized that He, a god, was even less powerful than a human being.

They were even completely suppressed.

Verethragna's body sank, and he and his weapon were slammed into the ground, crashing down like a meteorite and shaking the entire island.

His body was violently impacted, and intense pain shot through his entire body. At the same time, the purple flames climbed up the Golden Sword and clung to his body, constantly scorching Verethragna's flesh.

This purple flame could not be extinguished by ordinary means, forcing Verethragna to use additional divine power to completely deplete its energy.

At the same time, the oppressive force also forced Him to use a new incarnation.

"I am the strongest, and I hold all victory in my hands. Whether human or demon—I will crush all enemies, and I will destroy any foe that stands in my way! O bull with shining golden horns, grant me aid!"

The pointer on the stone slab behind him once again pointed to the bull's image, and Verethragna was instantly filled with an explosive power.

But his expression remained solemn.

Because Verethragna knew very well that even with the increased power, he could only barely match his opponent.

His power comprises ten incarnations, and He has already used four of them.

Phoenix, bull, Boar, and Golden Sword.

He judged that the strong wind, the boy, and the goat would not be of any help.

Therefore, only the incarnations of the camel, White Horse, and Ram remain usable, and the Ram incarnation's ability can only be used when near death, allowing the physical body to be reborn and resurrected.

Therefore, Verethragna now only has two avatars that can directly benefit from combat.

The camel incarnation grants Him powerful kicking ability and can also heal some injuries.

The White Horse incarnation is the most powerful of all His incarnations.

But this is a decisive blow, and it must be used at the most opportune moment.

Upon reflection, Verethragna was horrified to discover that his previously invincible avatars of power were rendered almost useless in the face of stronger attacks and greater speeds.

The thoughts raced for only a moment before Ren's figure drew near once more.

Ren thrust out the Twilight Spear with incredible speed once more. Verethragna followed suit, parrying with his Golden Sword. The explosive force of the bull allowed him to parry, but his legs were still pressed into the mud by gravity.

Ren's momentum didn't wane; he swung his right hand, using the force of his wrist to sweep horizontally.

Verethragna also raised her Golden Sword to defend, while simultaneously slashing back forcefully. Ren withdrew the blow with his holy lance. The force of the counterattack did not cause Ren to sway in the slightest, but he continued to aim for the neck. The angle of this strike was slightly tricky, but Verethragna, after all, possessed divine-level martial arts skills. She grazed the neck with the blade of her Golden Sword, narrowly causing Ren's attack to miss.

Even so, the shockwave from the Holy Lance still added a new scar to Verethragna's face.

The aura that could kill a god was so close that He further realized the strangeness of the weapon the other party was wielding.

The weapons were bizarre, but the people who wielded them were even more bizarre.

He did block all of Ren's attacks, but he couldn't completely neutralize Ren's power.

In those short span of a dozen seconds, the two sides had already engaged in hundreds of offensive and defensive battles.

At first glance, the two sides appeared evenly matched, but Verethragna's wounds continued to increase.

Verethragna realized that Ren's gun-wielding skills were not particularly outstanding; at best, he could only be considered a second-rate fighter.

However, the skill level of a second-rate soldier, combined with exceptional strength and speed, made it difficult even for a war god like Him to withstand.

This is like a novice punching a master but failing miserably.

Even though He could see through His opponent's next move, the double suppression of His strength and speed made every parry and counterattack extremely frustrating.

Ren also noticed that Verethragna was exhausted and was about to take advantage of the situation to Pursuer.

Suddenly, he felt a sense of danger from behind. A club crackling with lightning hurtled through the air with a sharp whistling sound, heading straight for his head.

Ren swiftly dodged, leaving only a crimson phantom in the void, which was shattered by the chicken leg-shaped club.

While it wouldn't be difficult for him to block a sneak attack given his reflexes, generally speaking, one shouldn't randomly catch weapons thrown at them.

In fact, his choice was correct.

As the stick flew back to its original position, it instantly burst forth with dazzling Lightning, like a bomb. Countless winding bolts of lightning radiated in all directions, their density so high that they left no room for anyone to dodge.

Ren looked back and saw Melqart, whom he had previously Pursuer with his three-round Ultra Slash, holding a stick in his hand.

As for why there's only one hand, it's because the other arm has disappeared.

Chapter 463 I've Been Deceived

"Wow, that's amazing! He's still alive?"

Seeing that Melqart still had the strength to fight back, Ren was somewhat surprised.

That was a total of three rounds of Ultra Slash, which consumed a lot of his strength, yet this guy only lost one arm.

One can only say that he truly deserves to be called a god who does not obey.

They always have some unusual trump cards or abilities.

However, Ren could also see that the old man was already at his limit. Losing an arm greatly reduced his combat power, and the magical energy on his body was less than half of what it was at the beginning. Obviously, blocking those rounds of Ultra Slash had also consumed a lot of his magical energy.

Just then, another sound pierced the air, and Verethragna seized the opportunity to wield his Golden Sword, using the incarnations of the phoenix and the bull to launch a counterattack against Ren.

As the Steel God of War, he possesses the world's most outstanding martial arts skills.

In this world, in the China, there is a Campione! known as the King of Martial Arts, whose name is Luo Hao.

Before becoming Campione!, Luo Hao had already unified the martial arts world with his superb martial arts skills and achieved the position of leader of the martial arts alliance. After becoming Campione!, his martial arts skills became even more superb. It is said that his self-created Twelve Flying Phoenix Palms can even severely injure disobedient gods.

But actually, it's just someone bragging.

No matter how exquisite Luo Hao's martial arts skills were, they were still just the skills of a mortal. Compared with the divine martial arts that were born into the realm of gods, there was a fundamental difference between them.

It's unclear how strong Luo Hao's martial arts are in reality, but even if he is strong, he has only just stepped into the realm of gods, and there is still a huge gap between him and the gods who are born with a divine advantage.

While Verethragna couldn't match Ren Kaioken terms of strength and speed, his god-level martial arts made up for it. In addition, Ren also had to deal with Melqart's sneak attacks from the side, so he was a bit overwhelmed for a while.

However, he quickly adapted to this pace and decided to deal with one god completely first.

Without hesitation, Ren shouted in a booming voice, "Behold my ultimate move!"

At this moment, Verethragna, who was completely focused, suddenly became extremely vigilant, her eyes wide open. She sensed that Ren was about to unleash other trump cards in the battle, so she became extremely alert, her eyes enhanced by magical power, to observe Ren's every move.

Then, in the next second, a burst of intense light suddenly surged forth.

--Hundredfold Solar Fist!

The golden sunlight illuminated the dim sky as if it were daytime, and Verethragna, who was closest to it, was completely caught in Ren's trap. He felt as if he were a mortal staring at an electric welder with his naked eyes, and his eyes no longer felt like they belonged to him.

Of course, besides Him, there was Melqart, and many other sorcerers who were currently observing the situation on the battlefield.

At this moment, they no longer cared whether Ren was Campione! or not, and all silently cursed him for being so insidious.

What kind of amazing move was that that even affected the audience?

Among them were Liliyana, Diana, and Erika Blandelli, who cared more about Ren 'Ren well-being than anyone else.

At this moment, they were all watching the battlefield closely through magic, but the sudden flashbang blinded them. Even after more than ten seconds, their eyes were still burning and they couldn't open them.

"Ah! My eyes!"

Verethragna instinctively closed his eyes, but the burning sensation was still unbearable.

He never imagined that Ren could be so treacherous and cunning.

However, being outnumbered two-on-one with Melqart, he didn't seem to have the right to say anything.

At the same time, Ren laughed loudly, "Take this shot!"

Upon hearing this, the blinded Verethragna instantly sensed the threat posed by the Holy Lance in Ren' hand. However, the next second, Ren kicked him in the arm. The force was not great, much weaker than before, but it still sent Verethragna flying backward.

Verethragna: "..."

He was unharmed, but he already understood why Ren had done it.

Even so, He still inwardly cursed this young Campione! for being so impolite.

Thinking about this, He even suddenly regretted fighting Ren.

At the very least, this situation would never happen in a fight against Melqart.

At that moment, Ren had already used the momentum to charge towards Melqart.

Because He wasn't facing Ren directly, His eye injury was slightly less severe Verethragna's. Even so, having already lost half his life, He still couldn't keep up with Ren's speed.

However, He also knew that if He didn't fight desperately, the only option left for Him would be to return to the mythology. So He gathered thunder throughout His body, and the Pursuer and Exiler were summoned back by His incantation.

Meanwhile, Ren threw the Holy Lance in his hand while flying.

An invisible shockwave erupted instantly, clearing away the heavy rain in the area in a flash and dispersing countless dark clouds overhead, revealing the warm golden sunlight.

Like a missile, the Twilight Spear was aimed at Melqart's heart. The Exiler, crackling with lightning, flew straight towards him, but was knocked away in less than a second. Melqart could only use his remaining hand to grab the Pursuer and put all his strength into resisting, but even so, his fifteen-meter-tall body was still shaken back.

His right arm trembled incessantly, and even fine cracks appeared on the surface of the Pursuer.

Meanwhile, Ren had unknowingly moved behind Melqart, his hand conjuring a constantly spinning Ultra Slash, and he slashed at Melqart's nape before he could react.

For a moment, flesh and blood... no, the gods of the non-believers do not have flesh and blood bodies like ordinary people. Although they also have skin and temperature, what lies beneath their skin is not simply flesh and blood and internal organs. Especially when using divine power, they are a huge high-energy polymer. Therefore, what splashed out of the back of the neck after Ren used the Ultra Slash was not blood, but a large amount of overflowing curse power.

Melqart struggled violently, but he had no extra arms to fight back.

Seeing that Melqart remained silent, Ren was completely relieved.

These disobedient gods, just like the super beasts, are indeed without pain!

With that thought, Ren exerted force and instantly severed Melqart's head.

After losing his head, Melqart's body instantly stiffened and relaxed. The Twilight Spear, now weakened by most of its power, pierced his heart, and his massive body dissipated into particles of light.

After dealing with the fly that was Melqart, Ren turned around and found that Verethragna had already rallied and had somehow crept up behind him.

Verethragna wielded the Golden Sword in a downward slashing motion, while Ren used his free hand to parry the incoming Twilight Spear. Suddenly, Veleslana gave a wicked smile and kicked Ren's chest with incredible speed. Seeing this, Ren also raised his right foot to counterattack.

--Ride kick!

Chapter 464 Behind the Scenes: A Myriad of Lights

The plan to use the camel avatar to boost his speed and take down Ren in one fell swoop ultimately failed.

As Verethragna had anticipated, even if Ren reacted and tried to fight back with his legs, the camel's kicks would surely shatter Rod's bones.

He had discerned this during his battle with Ren.

Although the opponent's strength and speed were exceptionally powerful, their physical attributes were comparable to, or even inferior to, those of the disobedient gods.

If the kick lands, a comminuted fracture of Ren's leg wouldn't be a problem.

After all, the camel's incarnation is equally powerful. Not to mention the Campione!, even Melqart in his prime would be seriously injured by a single kick if caught off guard.

But who would have thought that Ren also had the ability to enhance his kicks, and that he could do so without chanting any spells or any pre-cast animation?

The clash between the two ultimate techniques caused the space to ripple violently. The storm that had descended upon Melqart's appearance gradually subsided with his death and the influence of his cursed power, but the intensity of the battle remained unchanged.

After hundreds of moves of attack and defense, Verethragna had begun to fall into a disadvantageous position.

He seized the opportunity to retreat rapidly, and then began chanting new incantations.

"For victory, come quickly before me! Immortal sun, grant me a radiant steed. Spirited steed with swift hooves, bring forth the halo that symbolizes your lord!"

The embodiment of White Horse, possessing the power to move the sun.

This is the most powerful authority that Verethragna possesses.