Nezha's triumphant show off made the corners of Yang Jian's eyes twitch slightly.
He didn't refute.
Because Nezha's move "Self-Transformation into Freedom" is really beautiful.
Not only did it prevent the opponent from self-destructing, but it also completely controlled the energy core.
In terms of damage, Yang Jian's "Spear of the Nether God" is more efficient.
But in terms of "capture alive" and "control", Nezha and the unreasonable Demonic Technique are obviously better.
Kong Xuan just glanced at the Shrouding the Heavens magic hand and the Blood-Hued light ball struggling crazily in the palm, and commented in a calm tone:
"The methods are a bit rough, but things are saved."
"Hey!"
Nezha didn't take it seriously, but smiled even happier.
"Why do you have to be so elegant? Just be useful!"
He licked his lips and looked at the trapped Main God Core, his eyes sparkling with the curiosity and excitement of a child discovering a new toy.
"Let me see, young master, what good things are hidden in this iron lump of yours!"
The words have not yet fallen.
The huge Demon Lord's hand started a new move.
It's no longer just "pinch".
I saw the dark thumb and index finger as thick as a magic mountain, and the Primordial Chaos Currents on the fingertips suddenly surged, turning into two indestructible "scalpels".
Tsk--!
Two fingers actually cut a huge "wound" on the surface of the Blood-Hued light ball!
[... Warning! The core barrier is... torn apart!]
[...Origin is losing...]
[... no... no...]
Main God AI's consciousness, which was on the verge of dissipating, let out its final desperate, silent cry.
It feels like a broken egg.
The other party was about to take out all the yolks and egg whites!
Nezha paid no attention to its "whining".
The other three fingers of the Demon Lord's big hand turned into three pitch-black probes, and without hesitation, they penetrated deeply into the inside of the light ball from the "wound"!
The inside of the light ball is not a solid body.
It is a virtual and vast Universe composed of endless data streams, flashing Law chains, and the imprints of billions of enslaved souls!
And the demon king's big hand is like a giant breaking into a porcelain shop.
It's stirring inside, roughly, savagely, crazily!
"Found it! Come out to me!"
Nezha's eyes lit up, as if he had discovered something.
As he shouted loudly, the demon king's big hand suddenly pulled outwards!
Wow--!!!
It's like a Heavenly River was forcibly pulled out from the Universe dam!
A torrent of the purest, viscous energy that shone with colorful light was forcibly dragged out of the "wound" of the light ball by the Demon Lord's big hand!
That is all that Main God Space has plundered, extracted, and accumulated from Myriad Worlds for hundreds of millions of years... World Origin!
Every drop of light represents the essence of a world's past.
And now, all the Origin that had gathered into a river were pulled out by Nezha like a tug-of-war, and formed into a huge colorful ball of light in the hands of the Demon Lord.
"Good stuff! Master should like this!"
Nezha nodded with satisfaction.
But this is just an appetizer.
"And more! And more!"
The Demon Lord's big hand reached into it again, and this time, the stirring was even more intense.
"What are these glowing gadgets? Get out of here!"
As he exerts force again.
Phew! Phew! Phew! Phew!
Thousands of light groups of different shapes and exuding different auras were like wasps in a hornet's nest that were stabbed, screaming, and being dragged out of the wound!
They are independent systems with their own logic!
A Cyan One light group exuding a strong smell of elixir was still making a mechanical sound instinctively when it was pulled out:
[Ding! Divine-Level Alchemy System starts... Unknown detected... Ah!!!]
Before he finished speaking, he was pinched by the demon king's big hand, and the light dimmed instantly, turning into an ordinary Cyan One glass ball.
A pink heart-shaped crystal with love bubbles constantly popping out screams:
[Strongest Romance System is at your service! Just bind the host... Help!]
It was knocked away by another golden light wheel that exuded the aura of "sign in and clock in".
A pitch-black skull-headed light group that exudes the aura of "you can become stronger with just krypton gold".
A square light block that exudes the aura of "you will get rewards if you complete tasks".
A mouth-shaped light and shadow that exudes "you can gain anger points by mocking others"...
Thousands of "gold fingers" who once served as the protagonist's greatest reliance in changing his fate in different worlds are now like potatoes being sold in the vegetable market.
Nezha used that demon king's big hand to pull them all out in piles and piles from Main God Core, roughly and without dignity!
They flew around in panic in mid-air, colliding with each other and making a pleasant (or noisy) sound.
Yang Jian looked at this spectacular scene and was a little speechless.
He could feel that each of these so-called "systems" contained one or several "rules". Although they were superficial, they were rich in variety and full of creativity.
"Unorthodox Path, it's quite ingenious."
He commented cogently.
Kong Xuan's gaze was attracted for a moment by one of the Black Hole-shaped light balls that exuded the aura of "swallowing" Origin.
"It's interesting."
With a flick of his finger, a Five-Colored Divine Light flew out, rolled up the Black Hole light ball, and played with it in his hand, as if it was an interesting thing.
And Nezha's "search" continues.
After draining "Origin" and stripping away the "system".
The demon king's big hand penetrated the dim and on the verge of shattering Main God Core for the last time.
This time, what it fished out were all kinds of weird "props".
A golden pocket watch that can turn back time thirty seconds.
A green hat worn on the head can reduce the IQ of all creatures within a hundred miles by 50%.
A piece of parchment that can make the other person fall in love with you unconditionally just by writing your name...
Countless S-level and even SSS-level forbidden props that in Reincarnators's eyes could be exchanged for with one's life were dumped out like rubbish at this moment and piled up into a glittering hill in mid-air.
Finally.
When the last prop was fished out.
The once arrogant Main God Core ball of light made a "click" sound like broken glass.
All its light was completely extinguished.
All energy is completely drained.
In the end, it turned into an ordinary, gray stone full of cracks.
"Click."
A soft sound.
It fell from mid-air, fell on the pile of metal Ruins, and broke into several pieces.
The overlord of an era.
A "god" who has hundreds of millions of Reincarnators in captivity.
At this point, both form and spirit are destroyed.
And all its accumulation over hundreds of millions of years, at this moment, has turned into the dazzling... trophy galaxy suspended in mid-air, composed of Origin, systems, and props.