The pursuit

The Thirteenth Grand Protector ' eyes widened as if in an earthquake, staring intently at the appearing Great Blade Martial God, their eyes filled with disbelief. For a moment, they felt an oppressive pressure that made it hard to breathe.

Seeing that towering figure, wielding the Mad Giant Shark, and exuding overwhelming power, the Thirteenth Grand Protector ' brains seemed to overload and crash, leaving them frozen in place.

How could this be? This makes absolutely no sense!

Compared to Bai Mo forcing out the Hell God of War, the fact that the War God of War he summoned was the Great Blade Martial God was even more unbelievable to him. What a joke! His War God was the Great Saber, which meant that Bai Mo and the Great Saber had actually come into contact, otherwise it would have been impossible.

The Great Blade Martial God's body was ablaze with flames, and he was like a tiger descending from the mountain. Even with only 510,000 units of strength, he still made the Thirteenth Grand Protector feel oppressed.

The familiar, sharp blade aura rushed towards them, causing the Thirteenth Grand Protector ' hearts to tremble. This unparalleled blade aura was unmistakable!

"How could Great Saber appear? Impossible! Could you be from my era? But that's impossible... How could I not know about a powerful figure like you from that era? Damn it, what's going on?"

He roared at the top of his lungs, and the Great Blade Martial God above his head slowly spoke:

"What's wrong? Bai Lubao, are you so excited to see me?"

The Thirteenth Grand Protector froze on the spot. The subtle changes in their expressions and the familiar tone of voice made them realize that the person in front of them was exactly the same as the Great Blade Martial God in their memories.

"However, we do have many scores to settle, Bai Lubao. You injured my adoptive father and caused the deaths of Fifth. Let's settle these scores today!"

Five hundred and one thousand bolts of power— the Peerless Demon Blade!

"Damn it! You're just playing tricks. You only have 510,000 units of strength at most. I don't believe you can kill me!" The Thirteenth Grand Protector unleashed their full power to defend, but it wasn't just the Great Blade Martial God; Bai Mo's attacks, combined with the Selfless Demon Blade, followed one after another.

The two sides were positioned in a defensive posture, and even with the Thirteenth Grand Protector fully activating the Asura Art, they could not find any weakness in the two's attacks.

The demonic blade, wreathed in raging flames, came crashing down Asura Art: Force Dissipation Way into a mortal force was utterly ineffective in resisting it. With a crack, the armor shattered, blood gushed out, and flames slithered down the armor like snakes.

Thirteenth Grand Protector's eyes rolled back, and his whole body was weak, but he was still secretly pleased.

We held on!

He definitely possesses ample combat wisdom. At this moment, he is still activating the Energy Conversion Art. The Selfless Demon Blade cannot withstand it, and there is not enough time to change tactics. Therefore, he must at least withstand Bai Mo's attack.

But immediately, Great Saber and Bai Mo roared at the same time. The Mad Giant Shark in Great Saber's hand instantly merged into his body, and his head turned into a burning skull. His palm turned into a knife, like a vengeful ghost that had come out of Hell!

The two launched their attacks in the same millisecond, with perfect synchronization, their timing so precise that even seasoned comrades struggled to achieve it.

The Thirteenth Grand Protector felt a chilling sense of impending death—a feeling all too familiar. But how could this be? The Heaven and Earth Demon God of the Eighty-Eighth Heaven—even if his opponent was the Hell God of War, how could he possibly be defeated in a single exchange?

But it's true!

Five hundred and one thousand bolts of power— the Selfless Demon Blade!

Five hundred and one thousand bolts of power— the God-Severing Thunderbolt!

The world seemed to fall silent at that moment. Everyone, from the people of Uruk to the soldiers on the tower, and even Tiamat below, stopped breathing.

Above the sky, the Selfless Demon Blade pierced through the body of the Heaven and Earth Demon God, while raging flames and crisscrossing blade energy filled the air. The Thirteenth Grand Protector ' bodies resembled a broken piece of porcelain, riddled with cracks.

At the same time, Bai Mo's large hand struck him squarely in the face, and the terrifying power of the God-Severing Thunderbolt instantly turned his head into a blurry mass of flesh and blood.

Faced with a power like the God-Severing Thunderbolt that touches the level of antimatter, the Thirteenth Grand Protector ' Energy Conversion Art was simply a joke.

In the blink of an eye, a muffled thud was heard, and his head instantly turned into a shower of blood.

At that moment, the headless corpse of the Thirteenth Grand Protector still moved. It let out a muffled roar, its body instantly shattered, and it flew headlong towards the ground.

"They're still alive after all that?"

The Great Blade Martial God and Bai Mo frowned slightly, and had to admit that this Heaven and Earth Demon God's body was indeed quite extraordinary. He was still alive despite being hit by the Selfless Demon Blade and God-Severing Thunderbolt. If it were an ordinary 880,000 horse, it would have been dead long ago after suffering such damage.

Despite their exclamations, the two did not slow down at all.

Tiamat's appearance was unexpected, but it was also an opportunity. If Tiamat hadn't emerged from the Imaginary Number Space, the Thirteenth Grand Protector would probably have already fled.

Of course, this is not a good thing. Compared to Tiamat's appearance plunging Uruk into crisis, Bai Mo would rather spend time slowly finding out the Thirteenth Grand Protector.

But now that the die is cast, Bai Mo must seize every opportunity to minimize the threat this guy might pose and eliminate him today. Bai Mo clenched his fist, and the Mad Giant Shark reappeared in Great Saber hand.

The Eighteen Levels of Hell!

Sky Explosive Fist!

Countless flashes of swords and shadows, accompanied by fists moving too fast to see, rained down, blasting most of the remaining remains to pieces. And there was still a long way to go before they fell.

It was as if the deaths of the Thirteenth Grand Protector were already predetermined. But at this moment, his thoughts were incredibly pure, with only one idea in mind.

Countless mouths appeared on the bodies of the Thirteenth Grand Protector, wailing in heart-wrenching agony.

"Mom, Mother, save me!"

Seeing this, Bai Mo sneered, "What? Where did your domineering attitude go? Didn't you just call her 'idiot'? Now that she's about to die, you're calling her 'mother'?"

To act like this during a battle is utterly shameful and disgraceful. It's like a child being bullied and calling for his mother to protect him.

What's even more disgusting is that this guy has absolutely no bottom line. When he has the upper hand, he treats Tiamat as a tool in his hands, but when he encounters danger, he howls and cries for his mother for protection.

Within the Martial God Space, countless powerful figures stared at this despicable thing, all speechless.

Those who knew Bai Lubao were fine; they had already anticipated the depths of this guy's depravity. But people from the Sea Tiger era, especially those from the Bai Family lineage, found this thing rather disgusting.

Looking back at the outside world, Tiamat sensed that her child's life was in danger. She continuously unleashed attacks from her horns and wings, but being mentally confused and acting on instinct, she couldn't hit Bai Mo at all.

With a wave of his hand, Bai Mo unleashed layers of Magnetic Field Heavenly Blade, forming a vortex that instantly placed the Thirteenth Grand Protector in a meat grinder. They continuously activated the Asura Art to recover, but against the full-force attack of the Hell God of War, the Asura Art was simply a drop in the ocean.

With his life hanging by a thread, the Thirteenth Grand Protector strained their throats, letting out a piercing roar that sounded like fingernails scraping against a blackboard.

"Waaah, please save me! Your son is dying! Mom, why are you ignoring me?"

The pig-like screams echoed across the sky, and even Uruk could hear them clearly.