Click click click--
As Qin Ze slowly stood up, the space behind him continued to collapse.
The red jewel on Miss Sword Case shimmered and flowed, and the dragon and phoenix left the Sword Case, resonating around Qin Ze.
Never underestimate the abilities of a swordsman!
Qin Ze shouted loudly.
This time, not only the space above his head, but the entire 360-degree space around him collapsed.
The Space Rule established by the God of Machinery were broken by Qin Ze using only his physical strength.
The God of Machinery is baffling; how could a sword cultivator possess such outrageously strong physical body?
With all buffs activated, Qin Ze's physical strength was nearing the limit of a martial artist.
As the Sword Case came hurtling towards them, the God of Machinery immediately assembled an alloy katana in his hands.
The moment the Sword Case clashed with the katana, both sides simultaneously staggered back several steps.
With each gesture, Qin Ze created another spatial black hole.
"As long as my stats are high enough, what can the rules do to me?"
Qin Ze took a step forward, and the two uppermost arms swung the Sword Case and smashed it down on the God of Machinery.
While unleashing Lightning Plasma from its remaining four arms, it also interspersed them with Giant Overlord Ray.
The God of Machinery parried the swift attack from Miss Sword Case with his katana.
The surging stream of nanobots around his body was a counter to the impenetrable fist strikes.
Qin Ze's attacks grew fiercer and faster; he was determined to defeat the God of Machinery before the " Three-Second Real Man " act ended.
Hoo hoo hoo~
The Blazing Sun Fire burned intensely.
Qin Ze not only did not reclaim it, but continued to release it continuously.
Within this small space, the Blazing Sun Fire covered every corner.
The God of Machinery intended to trap Qin Ze in this space, but it backfired.
The gear-shaped space had transformed into a giant Furnace, and the temperature inside was rising rapidly.
The God of Machinery resembled a humanoid ice cream cone, with leaping flames melting its entire body of metal, causing the metal to melt into droplets that dripped continuously down its surface.
Qin Ze said calmly, "Your body still isn't doing so well."
The God of Machinery calmly replied, "I can keep you occupied for days and nights, what about you?"
The feedback from the upgraded Heavenly King extended Qin Ze's "three seconds" by several minutes.
But time is limited, and he can't maintain such a high frequency of output indefinitely.
Qin Ze took a deep breath and frantically squeezed the energy out of every cell in his body.
The God of Machinery was melting more and more violently; he didn't believe his opponent could stand until the end.
"Yeah?"
"Let's see if you melt first, or I collapse first."
Qin Ze spared no expense in drawing out the contents of his heart.
Even the gear-shaped space developed cracks under the Blazing Sun Fire.
It looked like it was about to collapse at any moment.
While the Pretty God and the God of Machinery were locked in a fierce battle, the Heavenly King outside were scratching their heads and pacing anxiously.
Once the gear space was formed, they were all isolated from it.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Brother Devour repeatedly rammed its shoulder against the gear wall, but the mechanical wall remained completely unmoved.
A Bing said anxiously, "What should we do? If we don't break through the wall soon, the banquet will start."
The Magician raised his right hand. "I'll take charge."
The Dharma King bombarded the wall with lightning for several rounds, but still couldn't leave a mark.
Brother Devour stopped and said, "There are currently three solutions."
The Dharma King said impatiently, "I know you have a brain, so hurry up and speak."
Brother Devour analyzed the current situation. "This wall appears to be a wall, but it is actually Space Rule."
"It's very difficult for a mortal to break the Space Rule, especially the rules of the gods."
"Rules can be used against rules. Fortunately, I just broke through to Level Nine, which puts me at the threshold of understanding the rules."
The Mist Lord frowned. "By the time you comprehend the Space Rule, the feast will be over."
Brother Devour held up two fingers. "There's a second option, the Magic Conch."
"The power of the Echo can permeate this place through the conch shell, which is equivalent to a divine intervention."
"Even a divine intervention against a divine intervention can break the deadlock."
The Mist Lord was the first to stand up and object. "We can no longer trade with the Echo."
"If we trade again, that bastard will rip Qin Ze's heart out."
The Dharma King thought for a moment and said, "Tell me your third proposal."
Brother Devour turned to look at the Magician, who was sitting on the back of the Abyss Puppet and remained detached from the situation.
"If he could draw Return to the Furnace Card like the one from that day, all his difficulties would be resolved."
Upon hearing this, the Magician jumped to his feet.
"Leave it to me, Bao Pretty God is safe and sound."
After a moment of silence, Brother Devour said, "There's one more problem if we want to implement this plan."
"The other clones were also trapped in that space along with Qin Ze."
Even if they offer sacrifices, the Source of Life cannot emerge.
Without enough Source of Life, one cannot unleash powerful Skill of the God.
The Dharma King frowned. "So... we have to offer one as a sacrifice."
The Mist Lord said, "Just let the Magician sacrifice himself."
The magician's face fell. "I'm a demigod's soul orb, you want me to die? What if I die and no soul orb appears?"
A Bing sighed, "I'll do it. Nursery beasts should be quite common. You can just find another one."
A deep sadness permeated the Local Area Network.
"Go ahead, if you manage to get Soul Orb, I'll take good care of it for you."
"If that Magician ruins your life, I'll smash his head in."
"I really want to cry, sob sob sob!"
"Please, please stop crying, okay?"
"..."
A Bing was already prepared to die a heroic death. Qin Ze said speechlessly, "Where's your brain, Brother Devour?"
"So only he, the Magician, can draw cards, right?"
Heavenly King and his partner stared at each other in surprise, and for some inexplicable reason, Wang wanted to carve out a three-bedroom apartment with his toes.
Especially Brother Devour, whose face was filled with embarrassment.
The Dharma King patted him on the shoulder. "It's alright. Even a thoroughbred horse can stumble, let alone a meddlesome strategist."
Brother Devour: "Strategist it is, please don't add the dog emoji, thank you."
A streak of fiery red light suddenly flew in from the distant horizon, standing out starkly against the dark sky.
The Magician exclaimed in disbelief, "Holy crap! Pretty God has produced gold!"
Qin Ze: "I haven't smoked yet."
The Magician said, "You didn't draw, and I didn't draw, so who drew it?"
As the light drew closer, the Dharma King could see clearly what was within it.
It was a Golden Crow whose entire body was engulfed in the Blazing Sun Fire.
The Dharma King said, "The case is solved; it Second Sister who smoked it."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Golden Crow crashed headfirst into the gear space, Blazing Sun Fire spread out with a "boom," engulfing the gear space.
Under the combined fire from both inside and outside, the gear-shaped wall was burned through with hole after hole.
The holes gradually widened and connected with each other, and this space created by the God of Machinery finally collapsed.
The original Golden Crow Fire instantly gathered on Qin Ze's body, and the Blazing Sun Fire burned even more intensely.
Qin Ze felt his blood boiling, and an indescribable power filled his limbs and bones.
"So, that's all you're capable of."
Qin Ze glared at the God of Machinery, his golden Divine Markings reflecting the Blazing Sun Fire.
At this moment, the phantom of a giant clad in golden armor appeared and disappeared behind him.
Qin Ze raised his Miss Sword Case.
The giant phantom swung its battle axe toward the God of Machinery.
boom--
A violent wave of destruction, carrying with it unparalleled Blazing Sun Fire, poured down on the head of the God of Machinery.
His specially crafted body melted away like ice cream under the midday sun in summer, from head to toe.
Before completely dissolving, the God of Machinery left behind a final, profound statement. " The Abyss is not as simple as it appears. I hope that after you uncover the truth of the world, you can still retain this naiveté."