Nezha's wild laughter turned into substantial sound waves, reverberating crazily in this space composed of data.
He held Fire-Tipped Spear high, and the Wind-Fire Wheels under his feet spit out two Divine Fires that penetrated the sky and the earth. The whole person was like an off-string cannonball, actively crashing into the "ocean" composed of billions of clones of gods!
"This bunch of rubbish belongs to me!"
Fighting spirit!
Endless fighting spirit burst out from his seemingly thin body!
The space behind him was pulled out of a long, twisted vacuum channel because of his extreme speed and strength.
The silent army composed of angels, demons, titans, and dragons had an instruction called "Lock" written into their empty eyes for the first time.
The tens of thousands of Seraph in the front row all raised their Flame Holy Sword.
"Buzz--"
Tens of thousands of Holy Light Flames, enough to melt the continent, merged into a pure white wall of fire and shot towards Nezha!
"Well done!"
Nezha did not dodge or evade, but Fire-Tipped Spear in his hand just thrust forward at will.
The cold light at the tip of the spear instantly erupted into an all-devouring Red One divine light.
Boom!!!
The violent energy collision set off a storm that swept across the square.
Holy Light Fire Wall was forced into a huge hole, and the figure of Nezha passed through it, instantly breaking into the array of the God Army.
Lotus Flower Armor shines brightly, impervious to all attacks.
The Fire-Tipped Spear in his hand turned into a soul-seeking phantom. Every time he waved it, hundreds of clone gods were cut in half and turned into flying data fragments.
Universe Ring was sacrificed on top of his head, spinning and turning into a golden halo of death, spreading outward.
All clones touched by the halo, whether they are rock-solid Titans or strange-looking demons, are instantly broken down into the most basic particles.
Nezha is like the most efficient Meat Grinder, charging crazily in the enemy's array, so excited that you look up to the sky and roar!
However.
There are too many enemies.
Like an endless tide.
After killing one level, ten more levels immediately followed.
These clones have no soul and are not afraid of death. Their only instruction is to drown the enemies in front of them.
Although Nezha is brave and invincible, he is also slowed down by the endless "junk".
He killed happily, but he was getting further and further away from the core Main God Orb.
The other end of the square.
Kong Xuan looked at Nezha who was having fun killing people in the "garbage dump" and frowned in disgust.
"Nonsense."
He commented coldly.
In his opinion, this way of fighting has no beauty and is inefficient.
Yang Jian, on the other hand, always maintained that stern expression. The Heavenly Eye between his eyebrows had already penetrated the essence of the entire battlefield.
This army of hundreds of millions seems infinite, but they are all connected to the same energy source - the core light ball that shines with Blood-Hued light.
They are just meaningless tentacles extending from the core ball of light.
There's no point in getting entangled with these tentacles.
Edict from Master is a "quick victory".
Yang Jian's eyes moved away from Nezha and fell on the ocean of gods that still had no end in sight.
He shook his head slightly.
"It's too intrusive."
He uttered four words calmly.
The next moment.
He moved.
It's not as earth-shattering as Nezha.
He simply changed the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade he had been holding in his hand to his left hand.
Then, put your right hand in Void and hold it gently.
Buzz.
A spear that was completely black, had a simple shape, but exuded the aura of endless decadence and Finality, appeared silently in his palm.
Spear of the Nether God.
It is not a magic weapon, but a concrete manifestation of his Daoist magical power and understanding of the two great ways of "end" and "nirvana".
There is no edge at the tip of the spear, only an absolute mass of "nothing" that swallows the light.
"Yang Jian! What are you doing!"
Nezha in the distance seemed to sense something, and turned back and roared in the middle of his busy schedule.
"I agreed that these are all mine!"
Yang Jian ignored him.
He just pointed the Spear of the Nether God in his hand towards the sea of gods in front of him in an almost casual gesture.
Throw.
There is no earth-shattering power.
There was no sound that pierced the sky.
After the black spear was taken away, it didn't even make a sound A Trace.
It just flew out.
Then.
During the flight, it fell apart.
It's not an explosion, it's not a dissipation.
Rather, like a virus, it replicates itself and proliferates crazily!
One transforms into two, two transforms into four, and four transforms into all things.
Just for a moment.
A spear turned into billions of slender ones, composed of pure "Nirvana" Law, Black One Chains!
These chains, like self-aware black lightning, cover the entire battlefield at a speed that exceeds logic!
Their goal is not to "attack".
Instead go to "Connect".
Poof!
A Black One Chains accurately penetrated through the center of the eyebrows of a twelve-winged Seraph, and then pierced out from the back of his head.
All Seraph's attacking movements were instantly frozen.
In his empty eyes, for the first time, A Trace's fear of the "delete" command emerged as a "program".
Phew! Phew! Phew!
This is just the beginning.
Billions of chains found their respective targets at the same time.
They ignored the sacred shield, ignored the dragon scale armor, ignored the demon skin, and ignored the mecha shell.
They run through everything.
A Titan giant holding Giant Axe was pierced through the heart by a chain.
A Arcanist who was chanting Forbidden Spell was penetrated by a chain through his open mouth.
A Sword Immortal, who was riding a flying sword, was nailed in the air by a chain with his sword attached.
Billions of the God Army, at this moment, were forcibly "connected" together by billions of Black One Chains.
View from high altitude.
That scene was extremely weird.
It's like a naughty child using an invisible thread to connect countless ants in series without any rules.
The core database of Main God AI is frantically refreshing with meaningless garbled characters.
[WARNING! Unit A-7493 has lost connection...]
[Warning! Unit G-9527 vital signature is defined as 'nothingness'...]
[Warning! All unit logic instructions are 'formatted' by an unknown protocol...]
[Warning! Warning... warning...]
The siren stopped suddenly.
Because, Yang Jian stopped.
He just shook Void gently.
"Accept."
Boom--!!!
The billions of Black One Chains that penetrated God Army, at this moment, simultaneously shrank inward and disintegrated!
It's not an energy explosion.
It's a concept, erasure!
The pierced twelve wings Seraph, the sacred body, shattered inch by inch like a sand sculpture, and finally turned into a handful of meaningless data dust.
Spider-web-like black cracks appeared on the huge body of the pinned Titan, and then, silently, it disintegrated into flying ash.
Sword Immortal, Arcanist, demon, dragon...
Billions of gods.
At the same time, the collective "weathered"!
That "ocean" composed of endless gods is enough to make any civilization despair.
In just one breath.
was evaporated.
was emptied.
The whole world, once again, returned to that empty, dead "pure white".
Only some tiny, dust-like data fragments were left, slowly falling in the air.
Kong Xuan tilted his head slightly, as if to avoid these "dirty" dust.
The corners of his mouth raised a faint arc.
"This is pretty neat."
In the center of the battlefield, Nezha maintained a gun-waving posture and froze on the spot.
He stared at the empty space around him with his mouth open, and then looked at Yang Jian in the distance with his retracted posture and a plain expression.
Three full breaths passed.
Only then did he hold back a roar full of endless resentment.
"Yang Jian!!!"
"You pay for my toys!!!"
Yang Jian didn't look at him at all, but just cast his gaze on the Ruins, the only "object" that still existed.
The light was dim, flashing crazily, as if it would go out at any time...
Main God Core light ball.
"Trash, cleared up."
He said coldly.
"It's time to deal with it, the right person."