With a howl, the Nether Sparrow arched its body almost backward like a shrimp.
Qin Ze elbowed him away, then picked up a dull bone and chewed on it.
"Pah!"
"God doesn't taste very good either."
The moment the Nether Sparrow's spine broke, the Sovereign's Power attached to it overflowed and merged into the vast Sea of Void.
The process of the world's Annihilation accelerated suddenly, leaving no other fragments except for the arena beneath Qin Ze and Nether Sparrow's feet.
The broken spine healed quickly, supporting the Nether Sparrow as it shakily stood up. The "shrimp vein" that Brother Devour had pried open had also been stitched back up.
However, compared to before, the aura emanating from the Nether Sparrow was extremely weak, even weaker than when it first emerged from the jar.
Qin Ze casually tossed the half-chewed bone on the ground, picked up the Miss Sword Case, and began to beat the dog while it was down.
Although Qin Ze's "Real Man Time" is rapidly declining, it is still far superior to Nether Sparrow's.
Miss Sword Case struck the Nether Sparrow Nether Sparrow, tearing its skin and flesh apart in an instant.
The hardest part of His body was His two long arms, but under the constant corrosive effects of the Plague Pollen, only a bone that grew increasingly gray remained.
What goes around comes around, and Qin Ze keeps spewing trash talk.
"I think you should stop calling Phoenix. Your fighting ability isn't even as good as Old Wang next door's, and your digestive system isn't good either. From now on, let's call you Plague Chicken. The fact that you've survived this long is only thanks to the protection of the Goddess of Life..."
The Nether Sparrow gritted its teeth. It didn't understand how Qin Ze had discovered its weakness, since it hadn't exposed any openings from beginning to end.
Meanwhile, the old guys from the Self-Destruct Squad, after trekking through mountains and rivers, finally arrived near their second brother.
The group emptied the Entropy Stone from their storage rings, ton by ton, piling them up into a small mountain.
"Listen to my command, everyone! This is our last fireworks display. Make sure it's synchronized and explodes beautifully!"
"Hurry up, stop dawdling. If the old bird gets killed by Pretty God, we won't even get a chance to assist."
"How dare you! The captain is speaking; you have no right to interrupt."
"Screw you! Listen to me, three, two, one, fire!"
"I'm the team leader..."
Boom--
The old things detonated dozens of tons of Entropy Stone nearby.
The colorful explosions illuminated this dark and gloomy space.
Caught off guard, the Nether Sparrow staggered back a step.
Qin Ze's lips curled up. "You're awesome."
The minor injury didn't bother the Nether Sparrow, after all, its head was almost split open, physically split open.
His bird brain was working at lightning speed, thinking of ways to turn the tide.
But after thinking for a while, he realized that there was no hope of turning the tide unless he was given a World Overlord right now.
"We can sit down and talk first."
"Didn't you want to know about the War of the Gods?"
"I know everything, it will definitely help you."
It's that classic villain-backing-up-when-can't-beat-the-enemy-you-can't-win-the-battle trope again.
Qin Ze said in a deep voice, "I don't want to know anymore. Your death will be more helpful to me."
The Real Man's condition is rapidly declining; if he can't remove the bird's head before the end, the Pretty God will be defeated.
Seeing that Qin Ze was unmoved by reason, Nether Sparrow's attacks became increasingly fierce, and a fierce glint appeared in her eyes.
" Good Good Good!"
"Then let's die together today!"
"With my own body, I will command the four directions!"
An inexplicable aura emanated from the Nether Sparrow, and its massive body instantly became limp and lifeless, like a puddle of mud.
Qin Ze grabbed His shoulders with both arms, preventing Him from falling.
Nether Sparrow grinned. "You'll get nothing."
Qin Ze said calmly, "Open your mouth."
As he spoke, Qin Ze opened his mouth and spat out a white beam of light, which was the feedback from the damage he had suffered throughout the entire event.
The Nether Sparrow naturally did not open its mouth to receive the gift from the Pretty God; its head simply melted away in the white pillar of light.
The pure white pillar descended all the way down, piercing through the divine body of the Nether Sparrow.
The headless Nether Sparrow was completely lifeless and was released by Qin Ze and thrown to the ground.
At the same time, the era of the Real Man is over.
The beast form automatically dissipated, Qin Ze knelt on one knee, panting heavily.
The King Engine gradually quieted down, its sound like thunder, making one's heart feel like it was about to jump out of their chest.
Brother Devour stepped forward and asked, "Is it alright?"
Qin Ze nodded, took a big gulp of the Life Essence, and finally felt much better, with his back and knees no longer aching.
He felt a pang of regret, having already consumed nearly half of the Life Essence given to him by the Spirit Clan Chief.
"Chieftain, I've missed you."
If we have the chance, we'll have to ask the clan chief for a few more vats.
The Life Essence was a great help in this battle; otherwise, Qin Ze's Real Man state would have ended much earlier.
After searching the Nether Sparrow's body for a while, Brother Devour shook his head. "No Soul Orb."
Qin Ze frowned, thinking about the aura that had just dissipated and Nether Sparrow's words.
"That bastard, he ruined his own Soul Orb?"
Click click click--
The arena suddenly shattered into countless small pieces, and Qin Ze swiftly retrieved Brother Devour.
There wasn't enough time to stop the old folks jumping and hopping on the corpse of the Nether Sparrow; they had to be set free.
Qin Ze discovered that the void had already engulfed the Sidelines of the arena and was rapidly approaching the center.
Even worse, the door to the Abyss was gone.
He recalled that the same situation had occurred when he first clashed with the God of Machinery who had descended from the heavens.
But that time Brother Yuanzi protected him; now he's all alone.
The Magician exclaimed excitedly, "It's finally my turn!"
He stepped forward, activated his ability, and drew a card from a row of Skill of the God cards.
The Magician looked visibly old, but even so, he still couldn't resist showing off.
"This card contains two hundred years of my power. Tell me how I can lose?"
With a wave of his hand, he hurled the Skill of the God into the air, where a golden beam of light flashed and disappeared.
A moment later, the spread of nothingness accelerated.
The Mist Lord nodded. "Very good, now we can reincarnate faster."
Qin Ze, supported by Miss Sword Case Box, got up, intending to draw with the Mist Lord.
If all else fails, the only option is to enter Miss Sword Case Box and see if I can successfully overcome the tribulation.
After the void devoured the corpse of the Nether Sparrow, a black feather with purple light flowing across its surface suddenly appeared.
Qin Ze raised his eyebrows. " Relic!"
If the Nether Sparrow didn't cripple its own cultivation, how come it still has Relic?
The Dharma King asked, "Is there... an eye on it?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Ze focused his attention on the Relic and indeed saw a closed eye on the feather.
Just then, that eye slowly opened, and at the same time, a gigantic eye opened in the boundless void.
These eyes were exactly the same as the ones Qin Ze had seen on the walls of the laboratory.
With a gentle blink, the spreading nothingness ceased.
More accurately, time stood still.
Those eyes looked down at Qin Ze.
Although he only had one eye, Qin Ze could sense that the other person was smiling.
A voice, sometimes near, sometimes far, then rang out in Qin Ze's Spiritual Sea of Consciousness.
"How?"
Are you satisfied with the gift I gave you?